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Mean Mary - Murder Creek

MURDER CREEK is from my upcoming album WOMAN CREATURE, available October 4th! Pre-order now: https://meanmary.com/woman-creature And yes, that's the real Murder Creek in the video. Most of the footage was shot near Murder Creek in Alabama. MURDER CREEK (M. James) Mary James – vocals, banjo, guitars Brent “Tarka” Layman – upright bass Larry Salzman – percussion Mixed by Jake Hartsfield I can’t close my eyes in the dark I dream in black and bleak I get chills when a rooster crows in the night And I find myself at Murder Creek I wade through the water to that fallen tree That’s been down since the storm in July I sit until the dark begins to fade And I’m staring at a bloodstained sky That old feral cat sits on the bank His big eyes glowing bright He watches me like he did before Like he watched from the woods that night I get this feeling he’s not the only one Hiding out there in the trees And I run from the cold, muddy water Like I’m running from a swarm of bees There are stories that should be forgotten There are sorrows too terrible to speak But as hard as I try, I can never forget What happened at Murder Creek I follow that old trail in the woods That leads to the edge of town Sadie’s in her backyard hanging clothes Barefoot in her nightgown Alabama’s full of rivalry And we’ve got grudges as old as the dirt But I never thought a man could sway us Like a clothesline swinging a shirt I never would have gone out that night If it hadn’t been the way Sadie laughed Now she’s looking at me and standing so still Like she’s waiting to be photographed We all were all just a little bit in love with him And the dark daring things that he said But he got to Sadie most of all Like a demon inside her head There are monsters we didn’t mean to make Havoc we never meant to wreak Be we watched it all play out like a movie That night at Murder Creek Sometimes you're forced to do things Some people just wouldn't understand I keep hearing those words, Sadie's words in my head As I cut across Mr. Brown's land Loreen is out in the pasture Alone by a broken gate There's a green-broke filly on the other side Just whinnying and shifting its weight I remember her in the water that night Like a dam against the flood Hair streamed down across her face And mud stained her dress like blood She never said much before Now she doesn't talk at all But one time I caught her crying Inside Big Ben's empty stall There are secrets that come with secrets And mysteries that play hide and seek And I can never understand or explain What happened at Murder Creek Travis is staring out a dark window With a look of hate and shame I wonder if that look is for someone Or if he even knows who to blame We were such a sleepy little dreamy town Now we’re all nightmares and dread We’ve got ghosts walking around like people And people walking around like the dead I nearly stumble into Becca Taylor She looks down and scurries out of sight She smelled of what she’d been baking Just like she did that night Danny is sitting on the front porch Probably waiting for their worthless son Who bathes in a river of whisky each night Trying to wash away the things we’ve done But there are nightmares you can’t un-dream Words you can’t un-speak Things you saw you can never unsee Like what happened at Murder Creek I run like I’m being chased Back to my old, deserted house When I notice the back door is open And my heart is beating out of my blouse There’s a footprint of Murder Creek mud Right there on the kitchen floor And on Momma’s old table is something That hadn’t been there before In this land of Iron and steel There are three types of flesh and bone Those that lead, those that follow And those who want to be left alone I’ve lived my whole life free But I’m losing my lucky streak And I’m thinking soon the whole world will know What happened at Murder Creek There are monsters in the dark now There are futures we can never seek And a night in the past that keeps moving forward Like the waters of Murder Creek