Setlist

Folk Friends

Recording

The Sewanee Mountain Goat 2015

The Way You Look

Open Me at Canyonlands

Unsure of how I’ve lived here
I always see what’s wrong
I leave the dance too early
And stumble back alone
Regretful, scorned, and pissy
I fire off the qualms
And hold a safer distance
From all the friends that might call me

And all the drowned, nothing bones of the sea
That fate could never call on me
It could never be

I’ve held an empty feeling 
Of how it could’ve been
Now I’ll leave my sorrows wanting
And move towards better things
How could I have sat there
Steeping in my grief
How could I have not seen
Bound in disbelief of change

All the drowned, nothing bones of the sea
That fate could never call on me
It could never be

All the drowned nothing bones of the sea
That fate could never have a hold on me
It could never be

Leave the Dance Too Early

Saints

We will never forget your face,
In this moment we find comfort, just a trace.
For what you gave us, only you could pay the price
And your words are a gift you left behind.

Fly little red bird, fly little red bird
"You are gold dust" little red bird, fly.
Fly little red bird, "be fearless as you move forward"
You rescued us with your words, fly

We worked our fingers to the bone
While we were so far away from home.
And the words flowed all too easy from our mouths
But now all we have is memories,
Only old bittersweet stories
Tasting sour on our tongues and in our mouths

Fly little red bird, fly little red bird
"You are gold dust" little red bird, fly.
Fly little red bird, shed your demons so we can move forward
You rescued us with your words, fly

Did the angels whisper sweetly in your ear?
Did they hold you close so no one else could hear?
We're they jealous of our love? Did they see it from above?
From the mountaintop a we shouted loud and clear...

Fly little red bird, fly little red bird
"You are gold dust" little red bird, fly.
Fly little red bird, remember our love little red bird
You rescued us with your words, fly.

For D'ags

Now I'm giving you back what's yours,
For the mountains are calling my name
And the bluebirds are flying so high
While the trees dance with bend and with sway

For these mountains weren't built for us
These ancient rivers don't flow for us

Now I'm taking back all my love
For this road will carry me home
To the years of songs gone by
And the love that you never showed

For these mountains weren't built for us
These ancient rivers don't flow for us

Now I've found a place where I can grow
For it takes one to know one, I'm through
For these mountains beckon to go
So I'm leading this lie without you

For these Mountains weren't built for us
These ancient rivers don't flow for us.


Mountain Goat Hymn (done)

Why It Has to End

Delta

About Night

Freckles

Heartache Remnants

Carley Bee

We're All Dogs

Good Ass Intro (ft. BJ The Chicago Kid, Lili K., Kiara Lanier, Peter Cottontale, Will for the O'mys, & JP Floyd for Kids These Days)

Pusha Man (ft. Nate Fox & Lili K.)

Cocoa Butter Kisses (ft. Vic Mensa & Twista)

I'll Never Know

Band name: Bea, Rita & Maeve

Credits for the song: Written by Bea Troxel. Performed by Bea Troxel, Rita Pfeiffer, and Maeve Bell-Thornton.

High School and location: Hume-Fogg High School and Christ Presbyterian Academy - Nashville, TN

Find more of our music at http://www.reverbnation.com/bearitamaeve

https://www.facebook.com/pages/Bea-Rita-Maeve/206111072734388?fref=ts

The River

A little bit of twang, a little bit of water. 

Booking at beatrox@gmail.com