Pack me in salt, and put me away,
let me live with a woman and,
sleep all day,
put me in the wood box, and,
cover me with smoke,
I'll turn out better,
if you take it slow.
Soak me in juices,
to soften my skin,
can you make me feel like,
a baby again?
Put me in the wood box...
I don't know, I don't know, what I'm doing,
all I know is I don't want to stop,
I don't want to stop,
I don't know, I don't know, what I'm saying,
all I know, is we don't have to talk,
o we don't have to talk.
Put me in the wood box...
Cut my heart in strips, and,
hang them out to dry,
now you can take me with you,
along for the ride,
Put me in the wood box, and,
cover me with smoke,
I'll turn out better if you take it slow.
Margo Price's latest album tackles loss, failure, and freedom over lush pop, psychedelic country, and rock arrangements. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 13, 2023