From the recording Mid-South Fare
Produced and Mixed by Steve Short
Mastered by Jacob Church at JLC Audio
Ted Horrell - Lead Vocals and Guitars
Natalie Duncan - Vocals and Keyboards
Amy Gunnell - Vocals
Casey Smith - Bass
David Twombly - Drums and Percussion
Lyrics
Shambolic Mess
Lyric and Music by Ted Horrell
I took you in and I was besot, sot, sot
We got caught up, and then you were caught caught caught
You brought up that should not have been brought brought brought
We’re learning things that no one should be taught taught taught
We’re using words that we really should not, not, not
We look around and say what has God wrought wrought wrought
Sometimes I wish that you would get lost lost lost
But when you’re gone you know I miss you a lot
Our life is a shambolic mess
All sixes and sevens never getting no rest
But things they work out for the best
More or less
I look around and I can’t even see the floor
You hit the ground and come back through the attic door
Folks ask what’s wrong and we tell them that we’re not sure
There’s so much sound we can’t see anymore
Our life is a shambolic mess
All sixes and sevens never getting no rest
But things they work out for the best
More or less
We’ve been staying up late at night
Sometimes we play, sometimes we fight
If we don’t get it right
But it’s alright
You disappear but you always come back back back
When you’re not here I can never relax lax lax
But when you’re near there’s loving in stacks stacks stacks
Come to me dear and I’ll rub on your back
Our life is a shambolic mess
All sixes and sevens never getting no rest
But things they work out for the best
More or less
We’ve been staying up late at night
Sometimes we play, sometimes we fight
If we don’t get it right
But it’s alright
Alright

