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Plains - 'Bellafatima' (Lyric Video)

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"Bellafatima" by Plains from the album 'I Walked With You A Ways', available now
Written by Hoyt Van Tanner
Produced by Brad Cook
Engineered by Jon Ashley
Additional Engineering by Alli Rogers and Brad Cook
Mixed by Alex Farrar
Mastered by Emily Lazar and Chris Allgood at The Lodge, NY
Katie Crutchfield - Lead and Harmony Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
Jess Williamson - Lead and Harmony Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
Brad Cook - Acoustic and Electric Guitar, Wurlitzer, Mellotron, Bass
Phil Cook - Piano, Wurlitzer, Organ, Dobro, Banjo, Electric Slide
Spencer Tweedy - Drums, Percussion
Andrew Marlin - Mandolin, Acoustic Guitar
Libby Rodenbough - Fiddle
Alex Farrar - Electric Guitar
Lyrics
Her face read like Anna Karenina
She was strong as that old gypsum weed
And oh she could dance like a blind beggars hand
Just waiting for someone to see
She spoke like a hard night in Beaumont
Carried on like the old Suwannee
And she came along like a ravenous song
So hungry for someone to sing
The days turned like cowards
So swiftly to the hour of need
And I’ll be a martyr to whatever your heartache
Will leave
Then I’ll slip through your hands like a boy
Born with no name
Her eyes they were set like a cannon
And boy, they’d blow you away
And she’d cross your mind
like a cheap box of wine
Where each sip is like a track switch and train
She swore like a dry county welder
She’s pry on the side seldom seen
And she could make love like Augusta Road
And just buckle like the bends in a creek
________________________
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Written by Hoyt Van Tanner
Produced by Brad Cook
Engineered by Jon Ashley
Additional Engineering by Alli Rogers and Brad Cook
Mixed by Alex Farrar
Mastered by Emily Lazar and Chris Allgood at The Lodge, NY
Katie Crutchfield - Lead and Harmony Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
Jess Williamson - Lead and Harmony Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
Brad Cook - Acoustic and Electric Guitar, Wurlitzer, Mellotron, Bass
Phil Cook - Piano, Wurlitzer, Organ, Dobro, Banjo, Electric Slide
Spencer Tweedy - Drums, Percussion
Andrew Marlin - Mandolin, Acoustic Guitar
Libby Rodenbough - Fiddle
Alex Farrar - Electric Guitar
Lyrics
Her face read like Anna Karenina
She was strong as that old gypsum weed
And oh she could dance like a blind beggars hand
Just waiting for someone to see
She spoke like a hard night in Beaumont
Carried on like the old Suwannee
And she came along like a ravenous song
So hungry for someone to sing
The days turned like cowards
So swiftly to the hour of need
And I’ll be a martyr to whatever your heartache
Will leave
Then I’ll slip through your hands like a boy
Born with no name
Her eyes they were set like a cannon
And boy, they’d blow you away
And she’d cross your mind
like a cheap box of wine
Where each sip is like a track switch and train
She swore like a dry county welder
She’s pry on the side seldom seen
And she could make love like Augusta Road
And just buckle like the bends in a creek
________________________
FOLLOW ANTI RECORDS
#plains #iwalkedwithyouaways #antirecords
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