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A Bar Song (Tipsy)

A Bar Song (Tipsy) Boozy

Her name was Margaret Lee
Taught the kids near Abilene
Twenty hearts in a one-room box
Books and chalk, no need for locks
She believed in better days
In spelling words and honest praise
But the prairie burned one night
And the stars went out of sight
Raiders came with torches high
Laughter sharp as steel and sky
By morning, ash and silence reigned
The school was gone, no children remained
The sheriff shrugged, and some moved on
But Margaret’s light was dead and gone
She cut her hair, she packed her gun
And rode into the setting sun
Lady Ghost, pale as dawn
Riding where the law was gone
She didn’t preach, she didn’t plead
She took revenge her only need
Lady Ghost, no badge, no name
But every outlaw knew  'bout her aim
She taught the West  its final lessions
she carved her justice  in revenge blessings
One by one, the names fell cold
Five men found on trails of old
Each one tied to that dark night
Each one met her silent fight
No trial, no jury, no parade
Just whispers where their bodies laid
A pistol drawn with preacher’s grace
as Margaret’s eyes went every place
She never taught again, they say
But mothers still recall that day
When justice wore a woman’s face
And rode the plains with-out a trace
She didn’t ask for songs or fame
She didn’t need a hero’s name
She just became what truth required
A ghost with grit, a soul on fire
Lady Ghost, pale as dawn
Riding where the law was gone
She didn’t preach, she didn’t plead
She took revenge her only need
Lady Ghost, no badge, no name
But every outlaw knew  'bout her aim
She taught the West  its final lessions
she carved her justice  in revenge blessings
She carried books, not bullets
Till the world burned down her light
Then she carried what was needed
And she never missed at night
She didn’t ride for glory
She didn’t ride for gold
She rode for twenty voices
That never would grow old
Lady Ghost, still rides the wind
Where silence speaks and stories bend
She made her law, she made it last
She taught the West, then rode on past
Lady Ghost…
Lady Ghost…
Lady Ghost…
She taught the West, then rode on past


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Singer-songwriter Tucker Wetmore knows his way around a Country song. His own life has unfolded like one, from his small-town childhood in the rural American Northwest to his time playing college football in Montana. When an injury ended his hopes of a professional career, Tucker headed back home to Kalama, Wash. — population: 2,700 — and dusted off his guitar, channeling his feelings into original songs that are rooted in Country storytelling with modern melodies. Less than a year later, he moved to Nashville to begin chasing down his own version of the American Dream, sharpening his writing skills and crafting a unique Country sound.
 
"We've got a little bit of love, a little bit of God, a little bit of honky-tonk, and a little bit of alcohol," Tucker says of his songs, which blend his baritone vocals with singalong hooks, infectious charisma, and roll-up-your-sleeves determination. A star athlete since childhood, Tucker first learned about perseverance on the playing field. He excelled at a myriad of sports, earning four state championships during his senior year and setting state records. Music provided a source of comfort and clarity throughout the journey, offering answers whenever Tucker found himself at a turning point.
 
"I started playing piano when I was 11 years old, after my dad left," the self-taught musician  remembers. "Looking back, I realized I was looking for something to help me cope with my emotions. Since then, music has always been my therapy. I see how much it has changed and affected my life, and if I can help at least one other person in a similar way, that would be more than enough for me."
 
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