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Facing East

from Family Album by Stephen Simmons

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lyrics

FACING EAST

She touches your hand
Brushes your hair in the bed
As the morphine drips
Aunt Callie Ann fluffs the pillow 'hind your head

I was the weird little grandchild
The runt of the bunch
You kept me when I had my appendix out
And chicken pox and such

Looking for shells on your creek gravel road
And arrowheads from your garden you turned up with your hoe

Grandpa drank whiskey
Four Roses and Mellow Corn
I was young when he passed away
But I remember how you mourned

Your boys they picked guitars
Drank whiskey too and shotguns
You stayed on their ass
And loved ‘em each and every one

They were upset when you finally sold the farm
But it reminded you of Grandpa and hated to see it fall apart

I ain’t worn my suit
In quite awhile
Shirt it don’t fit right
And my tie’s outta style

It’s warm for late September
And I’ve never seen it this dry
Standing in my native county
I’m sad but I don’t cry

The straps burn my hand all the way down
As we lower you deep into the ground

Your casket lay facing
Towards the East
To greet our Lord
Whenever we shall meet

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from Family Album, released July 28, 2020
Words and music by Stephen Simmons
Stephen Simmons: vocals, acoustic guitar
Larissa Maestro: cello
Molly Jewell: piano

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Stephen Simmons Nashville, Tennessee

Stephen Simmons was raised in the small town of Woodbury, Tennessee. As a songwriter and Ten years as a Road Dog, Stephen’s vision has grown to entail more than just reflections of rural America. Stephen’s records (which were compared to everyone from Johnny Cash to Ryan Adams) combine virtuosic songcraft and musicianship with unparalleled artistic honesty. ... more

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