Mark Lucas

Mark Lucas

 Danville, Kentucky, USA
BandCountryAmericana

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Cover band: 
No

Lyrics

Pick Up

Written By: Mark Lucas

Pick Up
[note: song for female vocal]

You were Mr. Bigshot, always on that phone
So when the cheating started, I was used to being alone
Nights you didn’t come home, I’d pour myself a drink
And then I’d dial your number just to hear it ring

Chorus: Pick up, pick up, my darling
Pick up, it’s a call from home
What’s taking so long, is there something wrong?
Pick up the phone, why don’t you pick up that phone

You died with your face in the gravy, I was just so stunned
That by the time I finished my bourbon, it was too late for 9-1-1
I bore my grief in black with a gold Italian locket
Then said my last goodbye at the graveside and put that cellphone in your pocket

Chorus: Pick up, pick up, my darling
Pick up, it’s a call from home
What’s taking so long, is there something wrong?
Pick up the phone, why don’t you pick up that phone

Whiskey—I like neat. Trinkets—I like gold
Money—I like green, and revenge—I like cold
And I like to take your Porsche for a drive out by your grave
And I like to dial your number just for old time’s sake

Chorus: Pick up, pick up, my darling
Pick up, it’s a call from home
What’s taking so long, is there something wrong?
Pick up the phone, why don’t you pick up that phone

What’s wrong? You out of range? Line dead? Do something. Think outside the box--that’s what you were always saying . . . . You must be on silent.

Mark Lucas cainmark@mac.com
859 238-7075