Tears and Mascara - Jordi Baizan - Live @ McGonigel's Mucky Duck

The song "Tears and Mascara" from the album "Free and Fine", released June 28, 2019 on Berkalin Records. www.jordibaizan.com

Performed live at McGonigel's Mucky Duck in Houston, TX on October 9, 2018 by:
Jordi Baizan - Vocals & Guitar
Alice Hasen - Violin

Video by Rogers Mobile Recording and (C) 2018 Jordi G. Baizan

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Lyrics:
Ever since she was a little girl a folk song called her name
Once it made a home inside her, she would never be the same
Her daddy got her that first guitar. Shiny pink with plastic strings
There was nothing like the way he smiled every time he heard her sing

She drank that love like water. Heaven called her daddy back
Something clicked inside her momma. The train went off the tracks
Bills stacked up on the table, another year another school
Turned 18, hit the road to find the love that she once knew

Tears and mascara
She bares her naked soul
The gleam in someone’s eye is what she wants from rock and roll

Dallas, Texas in the rear view, two states still to go
40 bucks in gasoline, 80 dollar show
Driving in a caffeine haze, she reaches for her phone
To record the words, she found the verse she was looking for.

She presses hard for Wichita, fired up for tonight
They love her at the Elbow Room, the owners treat her right
The flash of smiling faces as she walks onto the stage
Last time she brought the house down, had ‘em singing each refrain

Tears and mascara
She bares her naked soul
The gleam in someone’s eye is what she wants from rock and roll

She thinks about that singer. Kindness in his gaze
That time they drove the Blue Ridge in an orange autumn blaze
Five hour conversation, with other guys you never know
You run out of things to talk about like you run out of clean clothes

She’ll see him maybe twice this year. It gets hard to believe
She’s gotten good at burning bridges when it’s time to leave
Like a siren something calls her.
The next stop, the endless tour
It isn’t for the money, what does she do it for?

Tears and mascara
She bares her naked soul
The gleam in someone’s eye is what she wants from rock and roll

Ever since she was a little girl a folk song called her name