Muscle Shoals to Music Row

S1 E6 | FULL EPISODE

Margo Price

Margo Rae Price is an American singer-songwriter based in Nashville, Tennessee. The Fader has called her "Country's next star." Her debut solo album Midwest Farmer's Daughter was released on Third Man Records on March 25, 2016.

AIRED: August 24, 2017 | 0:56:46
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♪ Muscle Shoals to Music Row

(energetic rock music)

- [Announcer] The Sam Phillips Music Organization

invites you to come along as we present

new and hit music right from the source.

♪ Muscle Shoals

♪ Music Row, yeah

- [Announcer] Bringing you live performances

by the best artists and song writers from Muscle Shoals,

Music Row, and around the world.

Now, live from inside the Marriott Shoals Hotel Spa

and Conference Center, it's Muscle Shoals to Music Row Live.

Please show a round of applause,

big, big love for the first time

to the Muscle Shoals to Music Row Live stage,

Third Man Records' recording artist, Margo Price.

(applause)

- [Margo] Thank you.

("Since You Put Me Down")

♪ Since you put me down

♪ I've been drinkin' just to drown

♪ I've been lyin' through the cracks of my teeth

♪ I've been waltzing with my sin

♪ He's an ugly, evil twin

♪ He's a double-crossin', back-stabbin' thief

♪ I killed the angel on my shoulder

♪ With a fifth of Evan Williams

♪ When I found out you were never coming home

♪ I killed the angel on my shoulder

♪ Since you left me for another

♪ I've been tryin' to turn this broken heart to stone

♪ No darlin', I won't speak your name

♪ I hope that you will do the same

♪ But I pray my voice will haunt you above the ground

♪ And if I see your face again

♪ Don't consider me a friend

♪ You made me feel like an orphan and act like a clown

♪ I killed the angel on my shoulder

♪ With a handle of tequila

♪ So I wouldn't have to spend my nights alone, all alone

♪ I killed the angel on my shoulder

♪ Since you left me for another

♪ I've been tryin' to turn this broken heart to stone

♪ Well all the vampires at the bar

♪ They won't ever get too far

♪ They're just sucking all of the good blood

♪ Out of this town

♪ But I'm an outcast, and I'm a stray

♪ And I plan to stay that way

♪ And even if I fall from my grace

♪ I'm gonna land back on the ground

♪ Oh, I killed the angel on my shoulder

♪ With a bottle of the Bulleit

♪ So I wouldn't have to spend my nights alone, all alone

♪ I killed the angel on my shoulder

♪ Since you left me for another

♪ I've been trying to turn this broken heart to stone

♪ Said I've been trying to turn this broken heart to stone

(applause)

Thank ya'll so much.

We're gonna do a song here that I wrote called,

This Town Gets Around.

It's about the ugly side of the music business.

("This Town Gets Around")

♪ In this town everybody's trying

♪ To get a piece of everybody else

♪ It gets hard to tell a real friend from a fake one

♪ So many promises, favors, and lies

♪ Most of the city wears a good disguise

♪ And even I, too, have been known to wear one

♪ Well as the saying goes, it's not who you know

♪ But it's who you blow that'll put you in the show

♪ And if that's not the case I hear you pay 'em

♪ But I don't come easy and I'm flat broke

♪ So I guess it's me who gets the joke

♪ Maybe I'd be smarter if I played dumb

♪ I can't count all the times I've been had

♪ Now I know much better than to let that make me mad

♪ I don't let none of that get me down

♪ From what I've found this town gets around

♪ Well the very first manager I had

♪ He was old enough he could have been my dad

♪ He took me out for drinks and talked a big talk

♪ He said, darling, sign on the dotted line

♪ You know, kiss my cheek and drink this wine

♪ But if you walk on me, then you can just walk

♪ I can't count all the times I've been had

♪ Now I know much better than to let that make me mad

♪ I don't let none of that get me down

♪ From what I've found this town gets around

Get on!

♪ When I first came here the streets were paved with gold

♪ And you can walk that road, I've been told

♪ But I won't put out or be controlled

♪ I don't write the shit that gets bought and sold

♪ Ask any man

♪ He might know

♪ Who used to live on Music Row

♪ But that was then, and this is now

♪ He told me this town gets around

♪ From what I've found this town gets around

(applause)

Thank you so much.

("Tennessee Song")

♪ Let's go back to Tennessee

♪ You and me

♪ Let's go back to Tennessee

♪ Let's go back

♪ Get off your chest what's on your mind

♪ Pull the cork and pour the wine

♪ Spill the beans, break the bread

♪ The way you sing could wake the dead

♪ I've been thinking about the road

♪ Saddle up and let it roll

♪ I don't know what suits you best

♪ 65 or 40 West

♪ Without a doubt I may be wrong

♪ But I've got a feeling going strong

♪ In this world we won't be long

♪ The future ain't what it used to be

♪ Let's go back to Tennessee

♪ Mountain high and valley low

♪ Let's build down where the waters flow

♪ Dig a well, pump the crank

♪ Catch our dinner from the river bank

♪ City life's a poison pill

♪ Take me down where the wind is still

♪ Take your time, but don't take long

♪ Play another southern song

♪ In this world we won't be long

♪ Let's go back to Tennessee

♪ You and me

♪ Let's go back to Tennessee

♪ Let's go back

♪ Way back when the land was free

♪ By nature and sovereignty

♪ Lakota lived here long ago

♪ Living off the buffalo

♪ Seasons go, seasons come

♪ Who we are and where we're from

♪ The truth is clear to those who know

♪ As above, so below

♪ Take your time but don't take long

♪ I've got a feeling going strong

♪ In this world we won't be long

♪ Let's go back to Tennessee

♪ You and me

♪ Let's go back to Tennessee

♪ Let's go back

♪ Let's go back to Tennessee

♪ You and me

♪ Let's go back to Tennessee

♪ Let's go back

♪ Let's go back

(vocalizing)

(applause)

- [Drummer] One, two, three, four, five.

("Don't Say It")

♪ Don't call the preacher when your car won't start

♪ Don't call the doctor with a broken heart

♪ Don't count your money til it hits the bank

♪ Don't say ya love me when you treat me this way

♪ Don't pull the shades when the lights burn out

♪ Don't shake the cage and let the tigers out

♪ Don't clear ya throat if you got nothin' to say

♪ Don't say ya love me when you treat me this way

♪ No, don't say you love me and act like you're above me

♪ Oh it's funny how you can be with someone

♪ And still be lonely

♪ Oh, don't blame me for what you did to yourself

♪ Don't fall in love if you're in it for your health

♪ If you drink all night, you'll be thirsty all day

♪ Don't say you love me when you treat me this way

♪ Hey

♪ No, don't say you love me then act like you're above me

♪ Oh it's funny how you can be with someone

♪ And still be lonely

♪ Oh, I've been wondering what the hell's goin' on

♪ Who gave you the right to bill me so wrong

♪ Now I don't care about your rules

♪ 'Cause I don't wanna play

♪ Don't say you love me when you treat me this way

♪ No, don't count your money til it hits the bank

♪ Don't clear your throat if you got nothin' to say

♪ If you drink all night, you'll be thirsty all day

♪ Don't say you love me when you treat me this way

♪ No, don't say you love me when you treat me this way

Thank ya'll so much.

("Hands of Time")

♪ When I rolled outta town on the unpaved road

♪ I was 57 dollars from bein' broke

♪ Kissed my mama and my sisters

♪ And I said goodbye

♪ And with my suitcase packed

♪ I wiped the tears from my eyes

♪ Times they were tough, growin' up at home

♪ My daddy lost the farm when I was two years old

♪ Took a job at the prison, workin' second shift

♪ And that's the last time I let them take

♪ What should be his

♪ 'Cause all I wanna do is make a little cash

♪ 'Cause I've worked all the bad jobs

♪ And busted my ass

♪ I wanna buy back the farm

♪ And bring my mama home some wine

♪ And turn back the clock on the cruel hands of time

♪ When I hit the city, I joined the band

♪ I started singing in the bars and running with the men

♪ But the men they brought me problems

♪ And the drinking caused me grief

♪ I thought I'd found a friend but I only found a thief

♪ Soon I settled down with a married man

♪ We had a couple babies, started living off the land

♪ But my firstborn died and I cried out to God

♪ Is there anybody out there looking down on me at all

♪ 'Cause all I want to do is make something last

♪ But I can't see the future, I can't change the past

♪ I want to buy back the farm

♪ And bring my mama home some wine

♪ And turn back the clock on the cruel hands of time

♪ Still I keep a'running fast as I can

♪ I try to make something honest with my own two hands

♪ And I ain't got the breath to say another bad word

♪ So if I ever said it wrong won't you forget what you heard

♪ 'Cause all I wanna do is make my own path

♪ 'Cause I know what I am and know what I have

♪ I wanna buy back the farm

♪ And bring my mama home some wine

♪ And turn back the clock on the cruel hands of time

♪ Cruel hands of time

♪ Cruel

♪ Cruel

(applause)

Thank you.

All right, we're gonna pick it up here

with a song that we wrote

after a terribly bad tour in Florida.

It's called, Desperate and Depressed.

("Desperate and Depressed")

♪ I'm pissed off at the number

♪ Of people that I meet

♪ Who go to shake my hand

♪ With a viper up their sleeve

♪ They freeze me out in the winter

♪ Burn me up all summer

♪ Try to take my money

♪ When I'm desperate and depressed

♪ Ain't it a mess

♪ I've played for free and paid for

♪ The miles on my truck

♪ Got no sleep in motels

♪ Cause the worry keeps me up

♪ It almost drives me crazy

♪ Thinking about my baby

♪ And how he's gonna love me

♪ If I'm desperate and depressed

♪ Can't get no rest

♪ Mama never told me

♪ That things would be this way

♪ Daddy tried to warn me

♪ That there'd be hell to pay

♪ If I can't find the money

♪ Then I can't buy the time

♪ I'm stuck here making

♪ Someone else's dime

♪ We bused in Sarasota, I made 27 bucks

♪ I wept for Richard Manuel

♪ Thinkin' I might have his luck

♪ You talk behind my back

♪ But don't stab me in the front

♪ But don't think you can hurt me

♪ 'Cause I'm desperate and depressed

♪ What else is left

♪ Oh, please somebody tell me

♪ How to make it stop

♪ This world feels like a rollercoaster

♪ I just can't get off

♪ Tried rehab and probation

♪ Tried self medication

♪ But none of that can cure you

♪ When you're desperate and depressed

♪ Ain't it a mess

♪ Mama never told me, child

♪ That things would be this way

♪ Daddy tried to warn me

♪ That there'd be hell to pay

♪ But if I can't find the money

♪ Then I can't buy the light

♪ Oh, 10 percent and nothin' ain't a dime

♪ So don't you try to sell me back what's mine

♪ I'll be desperate and depressed until I die

Thank you.

(applause)

We're gonna do a Jessi Colter tune for ya here.

("Why You Been Gone So Long")

♪ Well every time it rains

♪ Lord I run to my window

♪ All I do is wring my hands and moan

♪ Well listen to that thunder roarin'

♪ Can't you hear the wind moan

♪ Tell me baby why you been gone so long

♪ Tell me baby why you been gone so long

♪ You been gone so long now

♪ Tell me baby why you been gone so long

♪ That wolf is scratching at my door

♪ And I can hear the lonesome wind moan

♪ Tell me baby why you been gone so long

♪ Well someone said they thought they saw you

♪ Roaring down in Reno

♪ With a little girl from San Antone, oh no

♪ They say I'm a fool to pine for you

♪ Hey but what do they know

♪ Tell me baby why you been gone so long

♪ Tell me baby why you been gone so long

♪ You been gone so long now

♪ Tell me baby why you been gone so long

♪ That wolf is scratching at my door

♪ And I can hear the lonesome wind moan

♪ Well, tell me baby why you been gone so long

♪ Well nothin' I wanna do

♪ Oh I guess I could get stoned

♪ And let the past paint pictures on my head

♪ Well I could kill a fifth of Thunderbird, baby

♪ And write myself a sad song, yeah

♪ Tell me baby why you been gone so long

♪ Tell me baby why you been gone so long

♪ You been gone so long now

♪ Tell me baby why you been gone so long

♪ That wolf was scratchin' at my door

♪ And I can hear the lonesome wind moan, yeah

♪ Tell me baby why you been gone so long

♪ Tell me baby why you been gone so long, long, long, long

♪ Tell me baby why you been gone so long

(applause) Cheers, thank you.

We're gonna do a song here that I wrote called

Wild Women Don't Worry, They Have No Time For The Blues.

This is for all you ladies out there.

("Wild Women Don't Worry, They Have No Time For The Blues"),

♪ Years of kegger parties, Jack Daniels and speed

♪ Lookin' for an answer but a question's what I need

♪ I only wanna ramble, it's the one thing on my mind

♪ I don't want this trouble

♪ But it's all I ever find

♪ Drivin' down the highway, drinkin' every night

♪ It's hard to be a mother, a singer, and a wife

♪ But all the men, they run around

♪ And no one bats an eye

♪ I don't want this trouble but it's all I ever find

♪ Wild women, they don't worry

♪ They have no time for the blues

♪ They kill the pain and beat the devil in a hurry

♪ Wild women, no they don't worry

♪ Every time I slow it down, I always get the blues

♪ I've lost more than most my age

♪ But I still got more to lose

♪ And I might seem a little crazy

♪ When I come to your town

♪ But the devil, he won't catch me

♪ If I've got the hammer down

♪ Wild women, they don't worry

♪ They have no time for the blues

♪ They kill the pain and beat the devil in a hurry

♪ Wild women, no, they don't worry

♪ Wild women, no, they don't worry

(applause)

Thank ya'll so much.

All right, we're gonna pick it up for ya here

and do a song we wrote called, Four Years of Chances.

("Four Years of Chances")

♪ Well, I waited four long winters

♪ Yes, I waited in the sun

♪ I was crying all alone

♪ While you were out having fun

♪ I gave you four years of chances

♪ But you threw 'em all away

♪ I gave you 1,461 days

♪ I gave you four years of chances

♪ To try to be your wife

♪ I cleaned your shirts

♪ And I cooked up your supper

♪ But you never did treat me right

♪ I gave you four years of chances

♪ To try and fill a happy home

♪ But now one more may as well be

♪ A million and one

♪ And now you know you lost me, darling

♪ And you can't get me back

♪ Ain't that just like a man

♪ To change so fast

♪ Because you want what you can't have

♪ So now I'm going to say it slowly

♪ Before I go away

♪ You had me 1,461 days

♪ I gave you four years of chances

♪ To try to be your wife

♪ I cleaned your shirts

♪ And I cooked up your supper

♪ But you never did treat me right

♪ I gave you four years of chances

♪ To try to fill a home

♪ But now one more may as well be

♪ A million and one

♪ Well, I found myself a good man now

♪ You know he treats me like he should

♪ We live in a shack by a railroad track

♪ He's out back chopping wood

♪ We don't have have too much money

♪ But I'll tell you why that's okay

♪ He loves me every moment of them 365 days

♪ I gave you four years of chances

♪ To try to be be your wife

♪ I cleaned your shirts

♪ And I washed up the dishes

♪ But you never did, no, never did treat me right

♪ I gave you four years of chances

♪ To try and build a happy home

♪ But now one more may as well be

♪ A million and one

♪ But now one more may as well be a million and one

(applause)

- [Drummer] One, two, one two three.

- [Margo] All good country sets have to have a prison song.

This is one I wrote.

("Weekender")

♪ Well I went down to the county jail

♪ And turned myself in

♪ Spending all my weekends here

♪ Far from my good-timing friends

♪ Things just went from bad to worse

♪ But I don't know when

♪ The only thing I know for sure

♪ Is I ain't going back again

♪ They took me down to cellblock B

♪ After stripping off my clothes

♪ Put me in a monkey suit

♪ And threw me in the throes

♪ Like a rat in a maze

♪ A cow in a herd

♪ Or a sparrow with a broken wing

♪ Now I know the reason why

♪ The caged bird has to sing

♪ 'Cause I'm just a weekender

♪ In the Davidson County Jail

♪ And my old man, he ain't got the cash

♪ To even go my bail

♪ Should have listened to my mama

♪ And quit my life of sin

♪ Before I went backsliding again

♪ The bed is hard and the room is cold

♪ And my cellmate's got a cough

♪ She takes her meds and sleeps all day

♪ Got six more weeks til she's off

♪ She said she beat her boyfriend up

♪ While high on crack cocaine

♪ And now she sits and watches

♪ Her young life go down the drain

♪ Cause she's just a weekender

♪ In the Davidson County Jail

♪ Her old man ain't got the cash

♪ To even go her bail

♪ She should have listened to her mama

♪ And quit her life of sin

♪ Before she went backsliding again

Back side awhile.

♪ Walk into some other room

♪ They tried to make me eat

♪ Red-dyed gravy, cardboard bread

♪ And something that looked like meat

♪ One tough girl from cellblock C

♪ Picked a fight with the man at the desk

♪ Mighty soon was sent back to her room

♪ And I bet you know the rest

♪ Cause we're all just weekenders

♪ In the Davidson County Jail

♪ My old man ain't got the cash

♪ To even call my bail

♪ Should have listened to the good Lord

♪ And maybe quit my life of sin

♪ Before I went backsliding again

♪ Before I went backsliding again

(applause)

Thank you.

It may or may not be a true story.

We're gonna do a waltz here for ya.

It's a murder ballad of sorts.

It's called, You Told Me With Your Eyes.

("You Told Me With Your Eyes")

♪ You left me with a busted lip

♪ And tail lights in the rain

♪ Although our time was long ago

♪ A souvenir remains

♪ Pain has made me wise

♪ No wasted tears to cry

♪ A guilty man has guilty hands

♪ But you told me with your eyes

♪ Cross my heart and hope to die

♪ Then send me back to war

♪ I bite those bullets and my tongue

♪ Just like I did before

♪ Saved by alibis

♪ You wore a thin disguise

♪ So many things you never said

♪ But you told me with your eyes

♪ Dogs that howl on dead end roads

♪ They remind me where I am

♪ And all the sins I gave away

♪ I got them back again

♪ The echo never dies

♪ You wore a thin disguise

♪ But I knew it was over the day we met

♪ 'Cause you told me with your eyes

♪ I knew it was over the day we met

♪ 'Cause you told me with your eyes

(applause)

All right, how are we feelin' out there?

Ya feelin' good?

Everybody relaxin' a little bit?

We're gonna do a Gram Parson's tune

in the style of Emily Hearst.

It's called, Ooh Las Vegas.

("Ooh Las Vegas")

♪ Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me

♪ Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me

♪ Every time I hit your crystal city

♪ You know you gonna make a wreck out of me

♪ Well, the first time I lose I drink whiskey

♪ The second time I lose I drink gin

♪ The third time I lose I drink anything

♪ 'Cause I think I'm gonna win

♪ Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me, no

♪ No sir

♪ Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me

♪ Every time I hit your crystal city

♪ You know you gonna make a wreck out of me

♪ Well, the Queen of Spades is a friend of mine

♪ The Queen of Hearts is a bitch

♪ Someday when I clean up my mind

♪ I'll find out which is which

♪ Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me

♪ Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me

♪ Every time I hit your crystal city

♪ You know you gonna make a wreck out of me

♪ Well, I spend all night with the dealer

♪ Just trying to get ahead

♪ Spend all day at the Holiday Inn

♪ Just trying to get out of bed

♪ Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me

♪ Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me

♪ Every time I hit your crystal city

♪ You know you gonna make a wreck out of me

♪ Every time I hit your crystal city

♪ You know you gonna make a wreck out of me

♪ Every time I hit your crystal city

♪ You know you gonna make a wreck out of me

("Hurtin' On the Bottle")

♪ I put a hurtin' on the bottle

♪ Baby now I'm blind enough to see

♪ Been drinking whiskey like it's water

♪ But that don't touch the pain you put on me

♪ I was veering for the white line of the shoulder

♪ Faded lights all cast upon the wall

♪ Baby I know we've been getting older

♪ But you're never too old to learn to crawl

♪ I put a hurtin' on the bottle

♪ Baby now I'm blind enough to see

♪ Been drinking whiskey like it's water

♪ But that don't touch the pain you put on me

♪ Well I met you with your thumb out in the alley

♪ Oh, I know no one ever comes around here no more

♪ Been looking for a peak inside the valley

♪ Been searching for a key outside your door

♪ And I put a hurtin' on the bottle

♪ Baby now I'm blind enough to see

♪ Been drinking whiskey like it's water

♪ But that don't touch the pain you put on me

♪ Well I've been riding high on low expectations

♪ It's like singing loud with no one left to hear

♪ I've been drinking from the well of inspiration

♪ But it's all falling on these wasted ears

♪ And I put a hurtin' on the bottle

♪ Baby now I'm blind enough to see

♪ Been drinking whiskey like it's water

♪ But that don't touch the pain you put on me

♪ And I put a hurtin' on the bottle

♪ Baby now I'm blind enough to see

♪ Been drinking whiskey like it's water

♪ But that don't touch the pain you put on me

♪ Been drinking whiskey like it's water

♪ But that don't touch the pain you put on me

Thank you, Muscle Shoals!

Drive safe, God bless you.

- [Announcer] Ladies and gentlemen,

give it up for Margo Price and The Pricetags!

(cheering)

(upbeat rock music)

♪ Muscle Shoals

♪ Music Row, yeah

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