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Mean Mary - Sweet Jezebel

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Artist: Mean Mary
Song: Sweet Jezebel
Album: Year of the Sparrow

lyrics & music: Mary James

In Louisian’ where swamp is land and cotton falls like snow
Where alligators slink, mosquitos drink, and wild things love to grow
It was past midnight, I had one headlight and my gas pedal on the floor
I was tired of watching clocks, taking hard knocks, and locking my dreams in a drawer

Up ahead in the night a deer took flight as warm rain started to fall
Heard my tires squeal as I jerked the wheel and drove straight into an oak tree wall
My head in a daze, I escaped through a maze of busted steel and glass
In silk pantyhose with holes in the toes, I started running through the tall wet grass

CHORUS
I saw a house all alone, as bare as a bone, like someone had thrown it away
It reeked of smoke and neglect that choked memories of a better day
I stood at the door, soaked to my core and feeling just a little insane
When the door opened wide, a man stood inside and said come in out of the rain
Come in out of the rain

His eyes were dark like the eyes of a shark, his face was neither young nor old
I paused for a beat before moving my feet and crossing that wide threshold
It was a summer night and a fire burned bright, but I began to shiver and shake
He gave me a coat of fur, a smile demur, and a plate full of devil’s food cake

He sat down on a chair like a lion in his lair and lit up a thin cigar
With an air of conceit, reached down by his feet and picked up a red guitar
He ran his hand down the strings like his fingers were wings and a strange silence fell
He said this is my story my life and my glory, this is my sweet Jezebel

CHORUS
Jezebel was slim with ebony trim, and I stared in wonder and awe
Her neck was inlaid with pearl and jade, and I couldn’t find one single flaw
He started to play, and I started to pray as that fire burned hotter than hell
And I could feel a hole burning clear through my soul as I listened to sweet Jezebel
I listened to sweet Jezebel

She sang about sin and places she’d been, and I found myself lost in her spell
Murder and lies, deceit and disguise, was the song of sweet Jezebel
Like a siren of the sea she sang it to me, and each note was calling my name
And the harder I fought, the closer I got, to standing in that red-hot flame

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A faint morning glow, through a dusty window, washed over me like a flood
And the song of a sparrow came straight as an arrow through that guitar red as blood
There was fear and surprise in those cold shark eyes as I reached for sweet Jezebel
And the flames leapt higher as straight into the fire I threw that guitar back to hell
Threw that guitar back to hell

An unholy scream cut through my dream, and I woke with my head on the dash
My car smelled of smoke from the rain that had choked the fire that flamed from the crash
I jumped from my seat away from that heat and kneeled on that rain-soaked ground
I prayed till I cried, till the fear in my died, and on that lonely road I was found

Never again will I be taken in by a stranger in the night
I take the path narrow and the song of a sparrow leads me straight into the arms of the light
But sometimes in the dark I see the eyes of a shark, and I’m lost in a dream for a spell
Before I can wake, I eat devil’s food cake and hear again sweet Jezebel
Hear again sweet Jezebel
(Special dedication to Frank Beale who requested this video as his prize for being a top-supporter on Mean Mary's Pajama Pickin' Party - live streaming concert. Love and thanks to Lance and Janie Price for their video footage contribution to this project.)

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