Changing The Locks b​/​w Sliding Home

by The Weakenders

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Changing the Locks b/w Sliding Home

From the full length LP, Super Major

Release 1/5 - June 2, 2012

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released June 2, 2012

Recorded in Nashville, TN

Written by The Weakenders
Produced by The Weakenders
Engineered by Joel David Lauver
Mixed by Jason Miller - Nashville, TN
Mastered by Greg Rierson - Minneapolis, MN

Eli Chastain - Guitar, Vocals
Joshua Sales - Drums, Percussion, additional vocals
Joel Lauver - Bass, additional vocals
Blair White - Guitar, additional vocals
Blake Milliron - Piano, Wurlitzer, Organ; appears courtesy of The Tendoor

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Track Name: Changing The Locks
The last I heard, you were leaving
Found a greener piece of grass
Got your shoes tied up and your bags packed
And your car is running in the back

That look in your eyes said "stop me"
But I'm too tired for that
So im changing the locks if you're leavin
So don't bother now
Coming back

The last I heard, you were going
I just stared at your shit for weeks
Had my mind made up, always knowing
That you were the reason that I couldn't sleep

That look in your eyes said "stop me"
But I'm too tired for that
So I'm changing the locks if you're leaving
So don't bother now
Coming back

Cause I don't want to know
Where you go
When you go

Had my mind made up I was dying
All night sweating right through the sheets
You got no idea where you're going
Hit the lights
And lose the key
Track Name: Sliding Home
Maxwell was a home run hitter
Swinging for the fences from April to November

But when it was time to head home for Christmas
Everybody knowing his business
Everybody knowing where he comes from
But it's hard to hide when everybody knows
Where you sleep at night

Maxwell was a stone cold killer
He could outdrink his old man
his hundred year old liver

Says when it was time to head home for Christmas
Everybody knowing his business
Everybody knowing where he come from
But it's hard to hide when everybody knows
Where you drink at night

That bar on 14th street
It's the kind of place where the lights go way down low
No fancy faces here
Just sad old Max
Singing Waylon Jennings songs

Maxwell was a glad hand giver
Smiling to their faces until the end of December

But when it was time to head back from Christmas
Everybody knowing his business
Everybody knowing where he come from
But it's hard to hide when everybody knows where you'll be tonight

That bar on 14th street
It's the kind of place where the lights go way down low
No fancy faces here
Just sad old Max
Singing Waylon Jennings songs