Red States EP

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Debut 4 song EP from Red States.

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released January 29, 2017

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Track Name: Jesus Tossed My Sausage
There's a place where I found Jesus
There's a place where I found Jesus
A little spot by the old blue river,
Huntin' coons and catchin' catfish,
A man was walkin' on the water,
He told me of his greatest wish.
He said, "There's a contest two towns over,
Where sausages will fly like bluebirds!"
And he said, "I can show you how to toss them."
He promised victory, he gave us His own Word.

Jesus tossed my sausage
Christ, He tossed it good.
Jesus tossed my sausage
Just like my Savior should.

My Lord, he put a sausage in my hand,
He said, "Tossin' sausage don't come easy,
You gotta have the proper grip."
And He said, "Hold it tight, you gotta make sure it don't slip."
Then He grabbed hold of my sausage,
He threw it far, it went across the county line.

Jesus tossed my sausage
Christ, He tossed it good.
Jesus tossed my sausage
Just like my Savior should.

After two months of training, Jesus said that it was time.
At the contest competition it was stiff.
I killed my butterflies with my Lord's homemade wine.
Sausage was a-flyin' as I prepared to throw.
I held the sausage in my shaky hand,
Whipped my arm around and let that sucker go!
That sausage went so far no one could see it land!
Where it hit the ground no one will ever know.

Jesus tossed my sausage
Christ, He tossed it good.
Jesus tossed my sausage
Just like my Savior should.
Track Name: Lookin' fer a Hole
Fields are lookin' fertile
I got some seeds to sow
Gots my trusty tractor
I'm a-lookin' for my hoe
She ain't where I left her
She's gettin' kinda old
She might be all used up
Some parts are growing mold

I'm lookin' fer a hole
I'm lookin' fer a hole
It gets hard
There's some things I can't control
I'm lookin' fer a hole

The ground is soft
The fields are moist
And in my head I hear a voice
Tellin' me to find a hole
Where I can find some wheat to grow
My shovel's big
The head is wide
It digs real deep to get inside
Separates like a cotton gin
But what am I gonna stick it in?

I'm lookin' fer a hole
I'm lookin' fer a hole
It gets hard
There's some things I can't control
I'm lookin' fer a hole

Hollered for my sister
Whistled for my dog
Rounded up my horse, my sheep, my donkey, and my hog
This is how my search began
And never will it end
Though it cost me my family, my pets, and my good friends.

I'm lookin' fer a hole
I'm lookin' fer a hole
It gets hard
There's some things I can't control
I'm lookin' fer a hole
Track Name: Hoedown
Wooh!
Track Name: Summer of Our Lord
It's the summer of our Lord!
I'm hot, sticky, and wet
It's the summer of our Lord
And there's nothing I regret!