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Drove out to Troutdale and got stuck in the mud
A pack of smokers exhaled and laughed
There's a tractor at the end of the night and we're stuck too

Music was going and the party had started
The pedal steel was bending space and time
I leaned against the wall and fell into the sound of a country band

Connor was standing near the rough hewn bar wearing black western wear and a turquoise and silver belt buckle.
His long dark hair rolling over his shoulders and that acid drenched smile.

I noticed the curly haired teen who'd earlier been picking clean timid guitar lines but who was now confidently playing drums, while the current lead man, possibly his father, was coaching him through the changes.

We chatted and smoked by the fire in the rain and some cowboy kids went running by. Angela commented, "Someone should throw a coat upon that one before she dies."

We came back in and out upon the dance floor
That kid got picked up in her Dad's arms
And her pregnant Mother sandwiched her in between.

Connor was standing near the rough hewn bar wearing black western wear and a turquoise and silver belt buckle.
His long dark hair rolling over his shoulders and that acid drenched smile.

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from NPR 34 Shane de Leon "Plasticity", released June 9, 2017
Andy Brown played Bass on this Track

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