Woe Isn't Me

by Buffalows

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released November 20, 2013

Landon Strause - drums, baritone guitar, vocals;
Adam Bolts - acoustic guitar, tambourine, vocals;
Brooks Strause - banjo, pedal steel guitar, vocals;
Produced and recorded by Buffalows; mixed by Landon Strause

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Track Name: Woe Isn't Me
In the middle of the night
I can hear my baby weep
I can hear her calling someone's name
But that someone, woe, isn't me

I can hear my baby laughing
At something I cannot see
I can tell she's really somewhere else
But that somewhere, oh, ain't next to me

I shouldn't worry so
After all I'm gonna love her endlessly
Even if there is someone else
Lord, her heart was made for loving me
Track Name: What Is Worth Using?
You've got exes in excess
Wrecked up and reckless
Hanging those pretty heads in shame
And the young cheat just made off
With the con that never paid off
You were wild once but now you are tame

Well you broke her little heart
And never thought of looking back
The graceful felling it was flawless
But heavy as a heart attack

Make no mistake
Whatever you take
It will never be enough
What is worth using but not using up?

Well things are finally getting good
Now that that life has settled down
And no one can say you aren't grateful
For the little piece of peace you've found

But do those sad faces haunt you
In the darkness of the night?
Do the voices of the fallen
Warn you in whispers inside?

Make no mistake
Whatever you take
It will never be enough
What is worth using but not using up?
Track Name: St. Stephen
I have blasphemed
While I've told the truth
I am a hypocrite
That once said he loved you
The little lies that calm the waters
That stillness still drowns the same

My failures built the beams
But my conscience was foundation
That house stood one good night
And then began to shudder
The fault lines were not to blame
It's not you, it's me, just the same

St. Stephen
Is there a chance
You will ever get even?
Or do you gotta kill the man
Who fits into the plan
Of an earthly life worth living?

At the banquet I intend to give a speech
Go ahead and let me talk
Until I start to preach
The crowds eyes will listen
But their ears will never see
That I'm sleepwalking in forgotten youthful dreams
I once stood for something
Even I could believe
The futures are not to blame
I am either damned or I am saved

St. Stephen
Is there a chance
You will ever get even?
Or do you gotta kill the man
Who fits into the plan
Of an earthly life worth living?

Riches I never had
But if I somehow was
Able to amass a fortune
Singing songs of only love
I'd give it all away
This soldier was never meant for sleep

St. Stephen
Is there a chance
You will ever get even?
Or do you gotta kill the man
Who fits into the plan
Of an earthly life worth living?