Florence

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There’s no happy ending
So don’t be holding your breath
Not a word worth defending
Bury me with my regrets

This life has worn me down
But God won’t take me yet
I gotta leave this town
I’ve got to place my bets

California, you seem like promised land
You feed my children and you work my hands
When I lay down to pay the final toll
Take my body; leave my soul

We ride the rails at night
We beg for food all day
My heart is hollow and my belly’s tight
I’ve got no money left to pay

California, you seem like promised land
You feed my children and you work my hands
When I lay down to pay the final toll
Take my body; leave my soul

There’s no happy ending
So don’t be holding your breath
Not a word worth defending
Bury me with my regrets

California, you seem like promised land
You feed my children and you work my hands
Every line that I wear upon my face
You can see the sorrow of our human race
California, you seem like promised land
You feed my children and you work my hands
When I lay down to pay the final toll
Take my body; leave my soul

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from Portraits, released September 17, 2016

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ellen cherry Baltimore, Maryland

Emmy nominated singer/songwriter ellen cherry (lowercase letters intentional!) is a full-time touring and working performer based in Baltimore, MD. In 2017, ellen presents a new touring project called Portraits in Song that marries her love of storytelling and her passion for history through songs and portraits of interesting women in history to increase love and empathy for all. ... more

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