Dealer’s Choice

(Nashville, Circa 2011; There is always a “Bad Part of Town”. Me and a homie got detoured off I-40 onto the infamous Dickerson Road, with our tank on fumes and dusk beginning to fall. This song wrote itself when I made it back to ‘CanaDixie Palace’ in Nashboro Village. It’s a pretty basic Blues-Rock-Gospel tune with sharp syncopation, key of D.)

Detoured down Dickerson Road

Little brother by my side

I saw our gas was almost gone

And prayed that we would ride

The hell out of that place

Before we came to stall

At the corner of Rock & HIV

Without a soul to call, a soul to call

Chorus:

If it’s cut or if you’re caught

Or not worth the price you bought

Ain’t no use to raise your voice

It’s always Dealer’s Choice

Hoes and Bangers struttin’

Civility means nothin’

And there's nothin’ here to score

That won’t cost us much more

Than we can afford

Oh Lord Jesus, take us home

We got no cell phone

And no stomach for this road, for this road

(Lead guitar and harmonica solo, street sounds, hookers and dealers yelling out their wares, faint police sirens, gunshots, etc.)

Repeat Chorus

(Ad lib appropriate trash talk as you gradually slow down and fade out)