(upbeat funk music) - [Announcer] From the WTVB Studios in the Warehouse District, and the corner of entertainment, This is State and Water.

Tonight, Black Eyed Lillies featuring Lindsay Lilly and Joe Asselin.

(12-bar blues music) ♪ I got that black cat MoJoe thorn down my back ♪ ♪ I got that black cat MoJoe ♪ ♪ keep throwing me off track ♪ ♪ Deal me a better hand, don't cut me no slack ♪ ♪ (harmonica playing) ♪ ♪ I got that black cat MoJoe ♪ ♪ Joe, you better watch your back ♪ ♪ Well, I ain't superstitious ♪ ♪ But that cat sure can scratch ♪ ♪ No, I aint superstitious ♪ ♪ Black cat, crossing my path ♪ ♪ Deal me a better hand, don't cut me no slack ♪ ♪ no, no ♪ ♪ I got that black cat MoJoe ♪ ♪ Joe, you better watch your back ♪ ♪ Tell us, Joe ♪ ♪ (harmonica playing) ♪ ♪ Watch your step everywhere you go ♪ ♪ You better watch your step at the, ♪ ♪ starts to show ♪ ♪ Ain't no threat, ♪ ♪ No one can tell you so, ♪ ♪ No, no ♪ ♪ You better watch your back, ♪ ♪ You got that black cat MoJoe ♪ ♪ (harmonica and guitar playing) ♪ ♪ I got that black cat MoJoe thorn down my back ♪ ♪ I got that black cat MoJoe ♪ ♪ keep throwing me off track ♪ ♪ Deal me a better hand ♪ ♪ Don't cut me no slack ♪ ♪ No, no ♪ ♪ I got that black cat MoJoe ♪ ♪ Joe, you better watch your back ♪ ♪ I got that black cat MoJoe ♪ ♪ Joe, you better watch your back ♪ ♪ I got that black cat MoJoe ♪ ♪ Joe, you better watch your back ♪ (guitar) ♪ Wood stays strong and steady ♪ ♪ Braving another thunder storm ♪ ♪ Rolling in deep and true ♪ ♪ These hands are withered and worn ♪ ♪ Whether they tend the bees ♪ ♪ Or another labor need none ♪ ♪ Workin' on with a day's pay ♪ ♪ Just to be up with the next day's sun ♪ ♪ Raised in the corn fields ♪ ♪ Lost in the roads ♪ ♪ Nowhere to be found ♪ ♪ Only the ♪ ♪ Circling crows, ♪ ♪ Heaven only knows.

♪ ♪ My daddy's daddy ♪ ♪ Tended these lands ♪ ♪ Passing them on to the next ♪ ♪ So he can rest his tired hands ♪ ♪ So I will carry on ♪ ♪ Though weak it may seem ♪ ♪ I, through sweat and silt and clay, ♪ ♪ live this simple dream ♪ ♪ Raised in a corn field ♪ ♪ Lost in the rows ♪ ♪ Nowhere to be found ♪ ♪ Only the ♪ ♪ Circling crows ♪ ♪ Raised in the corn fields ♪ ♪ Lost in the rows ♪ ♪ Nowhere to be found ♪ ♪ Only the ♪ ♪ Circling crows.

♪ ♪ Nowhere to be found ♪ ♪ Only the ♪ ♪ Circling crows.

♪ ♪ Heaven only knows.

♪ (soothing country guitar) ♪ I'm an old man now ♪ ♪ Can't do nothin' ♪ ♪ Young folks don't bear me no mind ♪ ♪ But in my day ♪ ♪ I sure was somethin' ♪ ♪ 'fore I felt the heavy hands o' time ♪ ♪ I'm an old man now ♪ ♪ Bound for glory ♪ ♪ Time to lay these burdens down ♪ ♪ Had enough of this ol' world o' worry ♪ ♪ Gonna trade my troubles ♪ ♪ For a crown ♪ ♪ I will make my way across the fields of cotton ♪ ♪ Wade through muddy waters one last time ♪ ♪ And in my dreams I come out clean ♪ ♪ When I reach the other side.

♪ ♪ That's where the sun sets.

♪ ♪ Where rainbows never die.

♪ (guitar continues and intensifies) ♪I got one last thing to do.

♪ ♪ One more mile before I'm through ♪ ♪ Casting off these ugly chains ♪ ♪ Going where there's no more pain ♪ (guitar continues) ♪ I will make my way across the fields of cotton ♪ ♪ Wade through muddy waters one last time ♪ ♪ And in my dreams I come out clean ♪ ♪ When I reach the other side.

♪ ♪ That's where the sun sets.

♪ ♪ Where rainbows never die.

♪ (guitar music becomes softer) ♪ I'm an ol' man now ♪ ♪ Can't do nothing.

♪ ♪ Young folks don't pay me no mind.

♪ (guitar plays deep bass melody) ♪ Mister may I ♪ ♪ Say something I - ♪ ♪ I need to speak my piece ♪ ♪ Oh I need nothing from ya ♪ ♪ No nothing ♪ ♪ But you cripple to my knees ♪ ♪ Mister may I fly free from your ♪ ♪ Claws digging into me ♪ ♪ Oh I need something ♪ ♪ Do it for me ♪ ♪ Mister won't you set me free?

♪ ♪ I see you and you struggle to ♪ ♪ paint brave on your face ♪ ♪ We lose hope ♪ ♪ Looking for the smoke ♪ ♪ 'fore we ever see the flames ♪ ♪ Mister may I fly free from your ♪ ♪ claws digging into me ♪ ♪ Oh I need something ♪ ♪ Do it for me ♪ ♪ Mister won't you set me free?

♪ ♪ Mister let me be, ♪ ♪ You're slowly killing me ♪ ♪ The corners of my mind ♪ ♪ Oh I need peace ♪ ♪ Won't you set me free ♪ ♪ Just need a little more time ♪ ♪ Mister may I fly free from your ♪ ♪ Claws digging into me ♪ ♪ Oh I need something ♪ ♪ Do it for me ♪ ♪ Mister won't you set me free ♪ ♪ Hey ♪ ♪ Mister may I fly free ♪ ♪ From your ♪ ♪ Claws digging into me ♪ ♪ Oh I need something ♪ ♪ Do it for me ♪ ♪ Mister won't you set me free ♪ ♪ Oh ♪ ♪ Ooooh ♪ ♪ Oooh, oooh ♪ ♪ Oh I need something ♪ ♪ Do it for me ♪ ♪ Mister won't you set me free.

♪ (folky guitar music) ♪ We are the follies ♪ ♪ The melancholies ♪ ♪ Lonely lyrics to quell the calling ♪ ♪ We play these songs to help us heal ♪ ♪ So out of reach from the things we feel ♪ ♪ Pick that guitar to patch that hole ♪ ♪ We are the lonely, broken souls ♪ ♪ Pick that guitar to patch that hole ♪ ♪ We are the lonely, the broken souls ♪ (folk guitar music playing) ♪ We are the faithful ♪ ♪ The overly grateful ♪ ♪ Sick and tired ♪ ♪ With too big a plateful ♪ ♪ We play these songs to help us heal ♪ ♪ So out of reach from the things we feel ♪ ♪ Pick that guitar to patch that hole ♪ ♪ We are the lonely, broken souls ♪ ♪ Pick that guitar to patch that hole ♪ ♪ We are the lonely the broken souls ♪ (folk guitar music plays) ♪ Nobody's ever alone, under the covers ♪ ♪ Not quite the same as any other ♪ (folk guitar music plays) ♪ Oooooh ♪ ♪ Oooooh ♪ ♪ Oooooh ♪ ♪ Oooooh ♪ ♪ Ooooooh oooh ♪ ♪Pick that guitar to patch that hole ♪ ♪ We are the lonely, broken souls ♪ ♪ Pick that guitar to patch that hole ♪ ♪ We are the lonely, broken souls ♪ ♪ Pick that guitar to patch that hole ♪ ♪ We are the lonely, the broken souls ♪ ♪ Pick that guitar to patch that hole ♪ ♪ We are the lonely the broken souls ♪ (folk guitar music plays) (country guitar music) (country guitar music continues) ♪ Sunshine beating on a good times ♪ ♪ Moonlight raising from the grave ♪ ♪ String band playing worn out honky-tonks ♪ ♪ Pretty young thing going dancing in the rain ♪ (country guitar music continues) ♪ High-Heeled ladies spitting at the Nickajack ♪ ♪ Businessman with a needle and a spoon ♪ ♪ Coyote chewing on a cigarette ♪ ♪ Pack of young boys going howling at the moon ♪ ♪ Hey darling sleeping on the blacktop ♪ ♪ Hey darling running through the trees honey ♪ ♪ Hey darling leaving for the next town ♪ ♪ Lesser nonsense catches up with me ♪ ♪ Three dead at a crash on the number 4 ♪ ♪ Two witnesses below and up high ♪ ♪ Not sure who's will be done ♪ ♪ You can call me a sinner for wondering why ♪ ♪ Hey darling sleeping on the black top ♪ ♪ Hey darling running through the trees honey ♪ ♪ Hey darling leaving for the next town ♪ ♪ Lesser nonsense catches up with me ♪ ♪ Corn liquor tastes sweeter in this town ♪ ♪ Could it be its the last?

♪ ♪ I swear I've seen your face elsewhere before ♪ ♪ Just as familiar as bottle in a glass ♪ ♪ Hey darling sleeping on the black top ♪ ♪ Hey darling running through the trees honey ♪ ♪ Hey darling leaving for the next town ♪ ♪ Lesser nonsense catches up with me ♪ ♪ Hey darling sleeping on the black top ♪ ♪ Hey darling running through the trees honey ♪ ♪ Hey darling leaving for the next town ♪ ♪ Lesser nonsense catches up with me ♪ (country guitar music plays) ♪ Lesser nonsense ♪ ♪ catches up with me ♪ (bluesy guitar music plays) ♪ Have you heard of the devil's chair?

♪ ♪ Calling out to the lucky folk ♪ ♪ Waiting for a deal to be made ♪ ♪ Seven years luck exchanged for your soul ♪ ♪ He sits there waiting ♪ ♪ To lure you in ♪ ♪ What kind of trade will make for yourself ♪ ♪ He sits there waiting ♪ ♪ Oh to lure you in ♪ ♪ What kind of trade will you make for yourself ♪ ♪ Oooooooh ♪ ♪ Oh oh oh oh oh ♪ ♪ They dreamed of green pastures ♪ ♪ No more liquor to run ♪ ♪ To move far our the city ♪ ♪ Wagon pointed towards the sun ♪ ♪ They fallen on hard times ♪ ♪ Devil made his last deal ♪ ♪ Wondering the hills of Greenwood ♪ ♪ The devil's looking for a soul to ♪ ♪ Steal - ♪ ♪ Oh oh oh oh oh ♪ ♪ The red cotton calling ♪ ♪ Stumbling through headstones ♪ ♪ To bring back a lover ♪ ♪ Looking for his throne ♪ ♪ He sat up on the hill ♪ ♪ Patiently waiting near ♪ ♪ She threw herself at his feet ♪ ♪ He said - ♪ ♪ What can I do for you my ♪ ♪ Dear - ♪ ♪ Oh oh oh oh oh ♪ ♪ Have you heard ♪ ♪ Of the devil's chair ♪ ♪ Calling out to the lucky folk ♪ ♪ Waiting for a deal to be made ♪ ♪ Seven years luck exchanged for your soul ♪ ♪ He sits there waiting ♪ ♪ To lure you in ♪ ♪ What kind of trade will you make fore yourself ♪ ♪ He sits there waiting ♪ ♪ Oh to lure you in ♪ ♪ What kind of trade will you make for yourself ♪ ♪ Ooooh ♪ ♪ Oh oh oh oh oh ♪ (upbeat guitar music playing) ♪ Spur owls gleaned across a ♪ ♪ Whiskey soaked world ♪ ♪ Saloon doors crashed open ♪ ♪ Where the weapon man stood ♪ ♪ He'd been on a drive ♪ ♪ Dragging on ten months ♪ ♪ Finally found him that horse thief, yeaahh ♪ ♪ On the scene it was ♪ ♪ Stepped off that bar stool ♪ ♪ Like something to say ♪ ♪ Father, mom and dad ♪ ♪ Some more are gonna die today ♪ ♪ He'd on a drive ♪ ♪ Dragging on ten months ♪ ♪ Finally found him that horse thief, yeaaahh ♪ ♪ On the scene it was ♪ ♪ Words slicked with snake oil ♪ ♪ You wronged the wrong man ♪ ♪ Taking back what's mine ♪ ♪ Six gun in his hand ♪ (upbeat guitar music plays) ♪ That guy he went to stand out ♪ ♪ To the rest ♪ ♪ Pray for your son ♪ ♪ Snake oil and six guns ♪ ♪ He'd been on a drive ♪ ♪ Dragging on ten months ♪ ♪ Finally finding that horse thief, Yeaahh ♪ ♪ On the scene it was ♪ ♪ Words slicked with snake oil ♪ ♪ You've wronged the wrong man ♪ ♪ Taking back what's mine ♪ ♪ Six guns in the sand ♪ ♪ Now I guy went out to stand out ♪ ♪ To the rest ♪ ♪ Pray for your son ♪ ♪ Snake oil and six guns ♪ ♪ Snake oil and six guns ♪ ♪ Snake oil and six guns ♪ ♪ Snake oil and six guns ♪ (upbeat funk music playing)