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The Preposition Game

from Westward by Taylor Bryn Jackson

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Drivin’ all night long straight to Georgia. Hopin’ I find the answers to my unechoed prayers. I don’t know how long I’ve searched, don’t know how long it’s been. I just know that I’ve got to get back up again.

Left dusty trails and memories of all that happened or at least what could have been my way out of that town without a sound.

Oh, can you hear the wailin’ of those empty souls?
Oh, listen to the wailin’, listen to the cold.

When people ask I just say that I’m waiting. Always waiting hopeful sittin’ by the phone. Although foolish I may be, I hang on, just wait and see what might be of you and me once we’re free.

Oh, can you hear the wailin’ of those empty souls?
Oh, listen to the wailin’, listen to the cold.
Oh, I can hear the wailin’ of my own empty soul.
Oh, listen to the wailin’, listen to the cold.

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from Westward, released March 20, 2019

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Taylor Bryn Jackson Guadalajara, Mexico

Country and Bluegrass singer-songwriter Taylor Bryn Jackson, was born and raised in multiple Mexican cities by a Michigan farmer and his Texan sweetheart.

As a great niece of legendary Country singer, Ernest Tubb, to say that Country music and sweet tea flows through her veins is an understatement.

At twenty-one, she’s managed to write, compose, and produce her first album entitled “Westward.”
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