Prove Me Wrong by Doc Dailey

from the album, "Victims, Enemies, & Old Friends" by Doc Dailey & Magnolia Devil

Take my hand, we’ll go slow so don’t you worry, you ain’t gotta hurry
You’ll be safe with me
I hope you understand, sometimes life ain’t like the movies,
So do your best to prove me wrong
If we take our time, and feel each other out right
And make out in this moonlit night
We can just be high, without drinks or pills or powders
And everything that’s louder
Just quietens with your smile

If there’s a million fish that’s in the sea
The same ones keep on catchin’ me
And I wear those rusty hooks in me
Like medals from a war
If a picture’s worth a thousand words
How come I keep burnin’ hers,
And the words she said just echo in my head?

The Only Reason That I Know       by Doc Dailey

from the album, "Victims, Enemies, & Old Friends" by Doc Dailey & Magnolia Devil

Five, four, three, two, one
Five, four, three, two, one

Five, four, three, two, one,
I been waitin’ for the sun to rise, cause I been drivin’ all night and I get to see you today
Five, four, three, two, one,
I been waitin’ way too long, I dream some dreams and sing some songs and I’m on the road again

And I just count down to when I see you
I’d meet you at The Union, but I heard it might be closed
So I just count down to when I see you
Cause you’re the only reason that I know to go through Ohio

Five, four, three, two, one
Five, four, three, two, one

Five, four, three, two, one,
I been waitin’ for someone with a whiskey voice and velvet tongue to carry me away
Five, four, three, two, one,
I been waitin’ for someone to take this gun outta these shakin’ hands

And I just count down to when I see you
I’ll meet you on the patio down at Jackie O’s
So I just count down to when I see you
Cause you’re the only reason that I know to go through Ohio

Five, four, three, two, one
Five, four, three, two, one

Five, four, three, two, one, Five, four, three, two, one
Five, four, three, two, one, Five, four, three, two, one



Seven Points by Doc Dailey

From the album, “Victims, Enemies, & Old Friends” by Doc Dailey & Magnolia Devil

He kicks those high-beams on and blasts their rays clear across the seven points
His whole life packed behind his back
In just six short hours he’ll make his way back across that sunshine state line

Ceola wraps her arms around his neck, kisses him so sweet
Just like its been a hundred years
Everytime he leaves a little more behind
Its almost like theres nothin’ left

Scars don’t leave
The wounds you can’t see
Hurt so bad and last so long
(Never seem to heal up right)
Broken hearts make broken love
(Never seem to heal up right)
And them bitter hearts make bitter love
(Never seem to heal up right)
No matter how hard you try
They never seem to heal up right


Scars don’t leave
The wounds you can’t see
Hurt so bad and last so long
(Never seem to heal up right)
Broken hearts make broken love
(Never seem to heal up right)
And them bitter hearts make bitter love
(Never seem to heal up right)
No matter how hard you try
They never seem to heal up right

Pray For You by Doc Dailey

From the album, “Victims, Enemies, & Old Friends” by Doc Dailey & Magnolia Devil

When I go to sleep tonight, I’ll put my hands together tight
And I’ll pray for you, I’ll pray for you
‘Cause you don’t know what you’re doin’
But you’re killin’ me

So cry yourself to sleep tonight and know that I will hold you tight
In my dreams
‘Cause you don’t know what I’m feelin’
When you’re close to me

And you don’t know what you’re missin’
When you’re kissin’ him
And you don’t know what you’re foolin’ with
I know you’re young and you gotta find out on your own
That boys mistreatin’ you
If there’s one thing that’s for certain
If you gotta work that hard
It ain’t workin’

When I go to sleep tonight, I’ll put my hands together tight
And I’ll pray for you, I’ll pray for you

Sunday School by Doc Dailey

From the album, “Victims, Enemies, & Old Friends” by Doc Dailey & Magnolia Devil

Well now winter time down in Alabam
Means ice-cold rain and ice-cold hands
Ice-cold looks from passersby that stare
And every day’s just like the last
Dark as hell with one match left
Anyone to pass the time is fair

You don’t know where you’re goin’ , do you Darlin’?
‘Cept to hell if you don’t change the way you’re livin’
Everyday, everything you learned in Sunday school just burns away

But now summertime down in Alabam
Means ice-cold sin and deep, dark tans
And everything the good Doc recommends you take
Like moonlight-met acquaintances
That finish all them sentences
By morning light you skinny dip and say..

You don’t know where you’re goin’ , do you Darlin’?
‘Cept to hell if you don’t change the way you’re livin’
Everyday, everything you learned in Sunday school just burns away

The magnolia devil will speak
Whisper in your ear while you’re sleepin
“When you gonna bring me somthin’?”
“When you gonna bring me somthin’ sweet, Child?”
“When you gonna bring me somthin’?”
He just sings…

Let Me Down by Doc Dailey

From the album, “Victims, Enemies, & Old Friends” by Doc Dailey & Magnolia Devil

She flew into Huntsville in the middle of a storm
They circled ‘round the sky that night an hour maybe more
When it finally cleared enough to land
She dragged her suitcase down that ramp
No one was there waitin’ at the door
Flights were cancelled nation-wide
With people sleepin’ in the lines
Luggage piled by their sides
And tempers runnin’ high
On account of a blizzard pinnin’ Denver down,
Every plane was on the ground
They said it ain’t been this bad since eighty-five

So she strolled into that airport lounge
Set her weary body down
Ordered a ten dollar glass of wine
And a shot of Jack to calm her down
Rolled that nectar ‘round her mouth
“Pour me one more round of let me down”
She said, “Pour me one more round of let me down”

She thought she’d give his cell phone one more stab
While she was thumbin’ down a cab
Then curled up inside for a sixty mile ride
She knew the fare’d be pretty steep
But she’d give about anything
To know that she’d see her own bed tonight
She tried to sleep ‘cause it was late
And every time the driver’d hit the brakes
Her jaw would start to shake
And her heart would start to break
She tried to think of anything
That’d make him leave her waiting in the wings
If he ain’t dead, he’s gonna wish he was
He’s always been forgetful
But lately he’s been actin’ typical
Of an older man, with somethin’ on his mind
And I bet she’s a young, pretty thing
About twenty-two or twenty-three
But that don’t matter
It’s the last time

Then they pulled into that long dirt drive
The house and car came into sight
Him in his pickup truck with a lady friend inside
She said, “Driver, turn this car around
Take me to any old bar downtown
I need one more round of let me down”
She said, “I need one more round of let me down”

How can this same love, that’s been tearin’ her apart
Be the same damn love he’s keepin’ in the dark?
A bond that once was sacred, now is barely even taken
For granted, if it’s even there at all

‘Til Death Do Us Part by Doc Dailey

From the album, “Victims, Enemies, & Old Friends” by Doc Dailey & Magnolia Devil

When Great Aunt Magleen passed away
There weren’t no tears that shed that day
And everyone just let her stay
The angel that she was
Every child was her own
At her eulogy, her Grandson spoke
Of roses, red birds, Christmas cookies, and choir robes

Her brother, Mondel’s watchin’ over her
Just like he always were
And everyone they loved’s got an angel
On each shoulder now

Now little Maggie said to Earl
“Come on, let’s go, I’ll be your girl
And we’ll walk through this world
Hand in hand
Every tear you cry, I’ll cry
And every time we fight, I’ll try
To remember how this young love feels”

Now little Maggie’s watchin’ over Earl
And she’ll always be his same, sweet girl
And everyone she loved’s got an angel
On their shoulder now

“‘Til death do us part”, they said
“’Til death do us part”
“’Til death do us part”, they said

Now little Maggie said to Earl
“Come on, let’s go, I’ll be your girl
And we’ll walk through this world
Hand in hand
Every tear you cry, I’ll cry
And every time we fight, I’ll try
To remember how this young love feels”


Alabama Daydream by Doc Dailey

From the album, “Victims, Enemies, & Old Friends” by Doc Dailey & Magnolia Devil

People like to talk a lot bout what they had and what they aint got a lot of
Things been said and things been done, bloods been shed, but wars they been won by someone
I never claimed to know it all cept slow sad songs and alcohol but I know

You’re my Alabama daydream
You’re my Alabama girl
You’re my Alabama daydream
You’re my Alabama

People say a lot of things like what they think about you and me and I know
sometimes it’s hard to breathe
As long as this heart beats in me it belongs to you my dear you see


You’re my Alabama daydream
You’re my Alabama girl
You’re my Alabama daydream
You’re my Alabama

Blue-Eyed Blonde by Doc Dailey

From the album, “Victims, Enemies, & Old Friends” by Doc Dailey & Magnolia Devil

Here’s a story that I need to tell
‘Bout a girl I thought I knew so well
Her gaze would put the heavens in their graves
Thought I’d seen her kind a thousand times
I hoped I’s wrong, turned out I’s right
Too bad, young love is stronger than fear

Who’d a thought a blue-eyed blonde from Muscle Shoals
Would fill my heart so full of holes
Her lovin’ hurt me bad, bad, bad
Lookin’ back its clear, its all my fault
A fool should never get caught up
Her lovin’ hurt me bad, bad, bad

She spent her childhood playin’ in the fields
Full of tractor bones and Oldsmobiles
And dreamed about the day she’d have it all
Now I guess she does, except for me
And all them things we said we’d be
She used to use those lips to take my pulse

Who’d a thought a blue-eyed blonde from Muscle Shoals
Would fill my heart so full of holes
Her lovin’ hurt me bad, bad, bad
Lookin’ back its clear, its all my fault
A fool should never get caught up
Her lovin’ hurt me bad, bad, bad

Do as I say, not as I do
Or you’ll soon have a story too
‘Bout a daydream turned a nightmare turned true
So hold yourself, keep up your guard
Tell yourself lonely ain’t that hard,
But don’t believe that
Oh my God

Now my heartbeat pumps my bitter blood
As the rains fall down, begin to flood
With tears that taste like stomach aches
Well, I guess its part of growin’ up
Learnin’ when to stick and when to run
And when to recognize you’re not enough