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High Dollar Cigar (Demo/rough)
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| Credits |
| Lyric Credits: |
Tim Nordstrom |
| Music Credits: |
Tim Nordstrom |
| Producer Credits: |
Tim Nordstrom |
| Performance Credits: |
Tim Nordstrom |
| Label Credits: |
Tim Nordstrom |
| Description |
Short Song Description:
A guy takes for granted all of the times his woman left him and came back...it became so normal that he'd light up a cigar to measure the amount of time it would take her to come back- she always did until now.
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Long Song Description:
Thought since cigars have become pretty popular it would be a good hook. Always wanted to try to pull off an analogy / metaphor with two disparately different things.
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Story Behind the Song:
None.
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| Metadata |
Song Length:
| 4:26 |
Primary Genre:
| Folk-Rock |
Tempo:
| Floating |
Lead Vocal:
| Male Vocal |
Subject Matter 1:
| Breaking Up |
Mood 1:
| Passive |
| Lyrics |
High Dollar Cigar, raindrops on the windshield
You ain't gonna get far, so I'll just sit here in the drive
Talk radios talking, I'm thinking about you walking away
This high dollar cigar, has got a little more life anyway
Did you finally go through with it? Hit the road and kept on rolling
Made good on your just you wait and see
I know the sound of a slamming door, the same sound as all the times before and this
High dollar cigar- has got a little more life in it
Now I'm waiting for the headlights, swingin' round the bend
I always thought that the bridges I burned could mend
You never made it past half-way, now it's all ashes in the ashtray
Looks like it's the end
High dollar cigar, raindrops on the windshield
I ain't gonna get far if I, just sit here in the, just sit here in the drive, drive, drive
Come and and drive...come on drive... |
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