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Turn Your Lamp Down, Momma

from Too Late to Panic by John Lyle

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Turn Your Lamp Down, Momma

There’s a mine in the hill
Every night she moans and groans
There’s a mine in the hill
Every night she moans and groans
She says nobody wants me
They think I’m made of stone

The old prospector he just passes by
The old prospector he just passes by
He says listen, pretty momma,
I got bigger fish to fry

Got a letter this mornin’ postmarked Cinnamon Wells
Got a letter this mornin’ postmarked Cinnamon Wells
Edged in black and full of living cells

Turn your lamp down, momma, your daddy’s comin’ home
Turn your lamp down, momma, your daddy’s comin’ home
You been too long lonely and I been too long gone

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from Too Late to Panic, released October 10, 2000
John Lyle- vocals, electric guitars, piano & bass.

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John Lyle Sechelt, British Columbia

The lyrics for most of the songs appearing in these albums are available in book form: "The Kindest Lies: the Lyrics of John Lyle", published by Leaky Boot Press (June 28, 2013).

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