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Cold Comfort
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I wasn’t last but I was least
On a long list scripted by the beast
My number was 86, 86
So I left and found a place to find my fix
Just across the border
I found just what the doctor ordered
I filled my glass with bittersweet
I chilled it nice doubled up with ice
Never liked it neat
Turned off the lights, turned off the heat
Turned up my glass, happened so fast, left me in my seat
Just around the corner
I found just what the doctor ordered
Cold comfort
Cold cold comfort
Cold comfort like the bitter chill of a beat up broken windowsill
I looked my best, hands on my chest
I couldn’t move but I could see far above the rest
From Monterey to Rio Dell
I saw the lights from Paradise all the way to Hell
As I was crossing over I found just what the doctor ordered
Cold comfort
Cold cold comfort
Cold comfort left me here to die like a frozen wind on a firefly
Cold comfort
Cold cold comfort
Cold comfort feeling all around I hear the midnight calling from the underground
Cold comfort
Cold cold comfort
Cold comfort left me here alone below this marker made of stone
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Lyrics Credits: Randy Cordero
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Music Credits: Randy Cordero
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Producer Credits: Randy Cordero
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Publisher Credits: yearning yearling
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Performance Credits: Strip Club
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Label Credits: FoggyDog
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Short Song Description:
cold comfort referring to drink and the grave
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Long Song Description:
old time piano, pedal steel, stand-up bass, and the rest with a weternized theme of drinking and dying
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Story Behind the Song:
I came up with the title - cold comfort, liked the theme, and wrote the song
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Song Length: 3:52
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Primary Genre: Folk-Alternative
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Secondary Genre: Rock-Alternative
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Tempo: Medium Slow (91 - 110)
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Lead Vocal: Male Vocal
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Subject Matter 1: Alchohol, Beer, Wine
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Subject Matter 2: Suicide
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Mood 1: Peaceful
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Mood 2: Tranquil
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Similar Artist 1: Tom Waits
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Similar Artist 2: Wilco
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Language: English
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Era: 2000 and later
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