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Miranda

Miranda was a lady of the evening
With a gift of tellin’ fortunes on the side
Her talents they were ample - Ay, the men-folk they did sample
Her hips and Tarot cards, they never lied

But the rest of her was sweet, sweet fabrication
And she wove a bit more in it every day
Till she bilked a fancy lord out of more than he could afford
Miranda said – ‘Fore I lose my head, I’d best be on my way

Lie, lie, lie, lie de die, lie de day

Now any card’s the answer to the trouble that you’re in
So she asked the cards, which one’s the one she couldn’t live without
She tossed them in the air – kept the last to fall upright
And she threw the other 77 out

She tucked that card deep inside her corset
Laced it tight and packed what she had left
Now it ,ight have been some magic or the six days on the run
When she unlaced herself that Devil’s grin was inked upon her breast

Truth be told she ain’t playin’ with a full deck
Truth be told, it doesn’t matter, not one bit
She’s the best at tellin’ fortunes
Son, you’d best get out your gold
For Miranda and the Devil on her tit

Now you’ve got to love a woman keeps her cards close to her chest
And Miranda’s got the Devil’s own to guard
If you’re wantin’ some cavortin’ – then it be your good fortune
She’s got somethin’ else in mind when she says she’ll read your cards

Truth be told she ain’t playin’ with a full deck
Truth be told, it doesn’t matter, not one bit
She’s the best at tellin’ fortunes
Son, you’d best get out your gold
For Miranda and the Devil on her tit


Now, Miranda’s spent some time with ink and needle
And every Tarot card is tattooed on her flesh
From the Major to the Minor – nah, you won’t see nothin’ finer
Than when Miranda gets to shufflin’ her deck

Truth be told she ain’t playin’ with a full deck
Truth be told, it doesn’t matter, not one bit
She’s the best at tellin’ fortunes
Son, you’d best get out your gold
For Miranda and the Devil on her tit

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from Nine Toes NAUGHTY!, released March 28, 2017

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Award winning singer/songwriter & wanderlust ... fearless story-telling ... bluesy vocals ... humor ... straight-ahead, rhythmic, 12 string acoustic guitar ... djembe ... frame drums ... all weft and warp of the soul of this bard

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