A song from my album Air Is a Public Good.
Music and lyrics by Eric Randolph Rasmussen.
Bet her life on No. 4:
“Nothing Like A Dame”
And ever since she won
The woman’s life is not the same
Throw the past behind you
Never let lies reach you
Throw the past behind you
Never let lies reach you
Suddenly she’s found herself
A kind, forgiving hand
Enough to change her address
And her name and her homeland
Throw the past behind you
Never let lies reach you
Everyone forgets you
Do what you must do
She’ll go to where she’s free
To break some hearts and raise some Cain
She’ll never have to take men’s shit
Or ever take their names
Throw the past behind you
Never let lies reach you
Suddenly she’s found herself
A kind, forgiving hand
I’m not the marrying kind
I want to see a painted desert
I’m not the marrying kind
I want to see a painted desert
And unwind
You can’t define me
I’m not the marrying kind
I want to see a desert
And unwind
You can’t define me
Or live inside my mind
Now I have the capital
And have a map to find the pines
I want to see a painted desert
And unwind
Her sister tracked her down and found her
Deep inside the pines
And said you are plumb crazy
Leaving everyone behind
Nobody to reach you
Without the social values
Nobody to teach you
Nobody to get through
But she said that I’m happier
To leave behind it all
A bitter race of humans
Bury me just where I fall
No one ever said you
Didn’t stick to values
No one ever said that you
Didn’t have a thought too
Beauty is Imperfection 
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