Tall Tells & Modern Lies

by Jesse Moore of East Cameron Folkcore

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For Those Who Listen With Ears....

Sometimes I sing songs with an acoustic guitar and sometimes I play guitar with random bands but most of the time I play songs with the folk-punk orchestra out of Austin, TX, East Cameron Folkcore. You can follow us at the links below. Thanks for taking the time to lend your ears.

Website: eastcameronfolkcore.com
Facebook: facebook.com/eastcameronfolkcore
Twitter: @eastcameronfolk
Bandcamp: eastcameronfolkcore.bandcamp.com

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released July 19, 2011

Guitar, Harmonica, Vox - Jesse M Moore
Trombone (TCB) - Blake Bernstein
Recorded at @ The Shelter Studio
Engineered and Mixed by Eric Lopez
Mastered by Chris Seyler
All Songs Written By Jesse M Moore
Except "Divine Lessons" Lyrics By Jon Pettis
Cover Art By Adam Kilss & Joby Cummings

CONTACT EMAIL: eastcameronfolkcore@gmail.com

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Track Name: Ophelia
I was Ahab's first mate
Long before 'ol Ishmael
I was lying in that belly of a whale
For years before and after Jonas tale

I was Christ's first born son
My mother Mary named me Dharma
I was there when Jerusalem fell
and I was Virgil's guide in Dante's Hell

Ophelia don't you judge me from what you see
Ophelia don't you judge me

I hauled stoned for the pharaohs tumb
I fought sharks with the Indy doomed
Got my revenge back in '86
With Mundus and Braddick killing a
Monster on the Cricket

I sung songs with the Chicago 8 and
We were still singing when the bomb blew
I was there in the square free but helpless
As I watch the hangman tie each noose

Ophelia don't you judge me from what you see
Ophelia don't you judge me

I've been a pauper
I've been a general's son
I've been a slave picking cotton
I've bled the hate and caressed the love
But it's all just for nothing if for you it's not enough

Ophelia don't you judge me from what you see
Ophelia don't you judge me
Track Name: Prison Cell Folksong
the tires screeched to a halt
no ones going anywhere at all
so rose button up your door
and tell me what your doing this for?

i was running through the park
bones where tired yeah everything was off
just then out of the sky
i decided i was done working for some boss

so i took the dough i had
bought me a .9mm from a
Haitian who drove a cab
call it karma, call it luck
my dear sweet rose was the first
darling i held up
i think at first she didn't like me
so i kept her tied up in the back seat
then one night some men while
i was robbing an A & P tried to take her
so i killed them in the street
rose came and kissed my cheek

we hit texas we hit kansas
memphis, vegas, old LA man was she kind to us
we hit trouble north of san fran
from some old mexican and 50
of his closest friends
all the while we talked of getting out
buying a ranch having kids and settling down
but man the money was just too easy
then one day rose started feeling kinda queasy

we were busting cross the hudson
putting black top between us and
a dead man in tucson
out of no where came the lights
a goddamn black and blue
smiling in my rearview
rose she told me to slow down
pull off the tar she said maybe they
don't know who we are
i just looked at her with a stare
two years on the run and now she didn't care
but oh rose why was i so dumb
we could have bought that ranch
and raised that baby right
but now the both of you are gone
and all i've got is this prison cell in folsom
Track Name: Travis County Booking
well i'm running i ran from travis county booking
bled the stripes off my back
the crime was on me
searching for symphathy
with my black eye still in tact

i've tried to hide from the anger inside
but blames such a hard thing to find
when the burden of victums you've wronged from their right
burn winter set with God's awful sigh

i'm a damn man, i'm a damned man
coming out of a black out
with all of my limbs tied down
and i'm cursed with addiction
vengence in vein
horrors of a perfect day

i've tried to hide from the anger inside
but blames such a hard thing to find
when the burden of victums you've wronged from their right
burn winter set with God's awful sigh

so throw me a torch MAN
free me from this chain
drench all YOUR skies in
GASOLINE

and lets set the heavens aflame
with your discontent and my mourners rage

well i'm running i ran from travis county booking
bled the stripes off my back
Track Name: Son
speak form the heart son
mean what you say use your brain everyday
your fists are reserved for protection
your pride is not some valuable possession

let it go, son let it go

the masses are not always right
don't let fools do your chores for you
if you want something done right
and take care of the ones that you love
don't go to sleep angry cause it's not that important

let it go, son let it go

speak from the heart son
mean what you say use your brain everyday
Track Name: Born to Die
it's not the first time
i've found myself here
standing in the same backwards line
surrounded by fear

i like when the rains fall hard
on crowded city streets
it's like we're all riding in the same boxcar
both rich man and thief

bored now and wronged
you see the truth i see your lies
you count your days
well i count my hours
blessed my we're all
BORN TO DIE

i like when she comes by
like lovers estranged
all the noise from the world outside
disappears with the rain

but it seems around here the storms don't leave
the sorrow never quits
well i bought an umbrella last year
now it's covered in shit

old now and bored
you see the truth i see your lies
you count my days
well i'll count my hours
blessed my we're all
BORN TO DIE
Track Name: Sallie-Mae
been bankrupt since twenty-three
i got my references i got my degree
i come from the generation
was fed the lies of higher education
as meaning something more then debt and decay
all that money and now there's no pay

sallie-mae, sallie-mae
why do you treat me this way?
call me fifty times a day
well i ain't got your money honey
sallie-mae

so i borrowed more then the worth that i am
just following the footsteps of dear old uncle sam
and the lies that we were sold
when capital crack killed the american soul
tell me is that now the worth of a man?
an apathetic number in some greed driven scam?


sallie-mae, sallie-mae
why do you treat me this way?
call me fifty times a day
well i ain't got your money honey
sallie-mae
Track Name: Divine Lessons
LYRICS WRITTEN BY JON PETTIS

divine lessons are all that i see
it wasn't my eyes that read it to me
it wasn't for clothes or even for food
it was realizing we are all good

this mind has met my every need
it built my body to never breed
and i'll never want for anything
because i only have everything

there's no more crimes to suspect
cause every man was made perfect
there's no sin thats unforgiven
there's only love for all men and women

the angels they dance around me
setting my soul free
and the shephard guides with his staff
teaching us all to laugh - to laugh