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chris canterbury - kitchen table poet lyrics

[verse 1]
he had a junk drawer full of marlboro milds
a sailor’s mouth and a preacher’s smile
he’d say, “y’all come in, won’t you stay awhile?”
and he’d turn a phrase like an am dial

[verse 2]
an old wooden chair with a million scratches
from openin’ beers and strikin’ matches
on the leg or the seat every time it catches
a rhyme or line between the ashes
[chorus]
he’s a kitchen table poet, he’s a danger with a phrase
a rounder and a founder of a once forgotten age
his words flow like whiskey through thе fibers on the page
but hе’s a kitchen table poet, you won’t ever know his name

[verse 3]
there’s a sign on the porch says “the promised land”
he’s spittin’ levi garrett in a folgers can
had her name tattooed on the back of his hand
‘fore she run off with a gypsy band

[chorus]
he’s a kitchen table poet, he’s a danger with a phrase
a rounder and a founder of a once forgotten age
his words flow like whiskey through the fibers on the page
but he’s a kitchen table poet, you won’t ever know his name
he’s just a kitchen table poet, you won’t ever know his name

[verse 4]
he had a junk drawer full of marlboro milds
a sailor’s mouth and a preacher’s smile
an old bell and howel with a busted dial
stuck on the biscuit flower hour

- chris canterbury lyrics

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