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The White Stripes - Live in Mississippi - A Martyr for My Love for You
Live in Mississippi
Disc 1
01. Stop Breaking Down
02. Let’s Build a Home
03. When I Hear My Name
04. Icky Thump
05. Dead Leaves and the Dirty Ground / As Ugly as I Seem
06. The Same Boy You’ve Always Known
07. Wasting My Time
08. Phonograph Blues
09. Cannon / John the Revelator
10. Death Letter
11. Astro
12. Apple Blossom
13. You Don’t Know What Love Is (You Just Do as You’re Told)
14. In the Cold, Cold Night
Disc 2
01. I Want to Be the Boy to Warm Your Mother’s Heart
02. Hotel Yorba
03. A Martyr for My Love for You
04. Ball and Biscuit
05. 300 M.P.H. Torrential Outpour Blues
06. Blue Orchid
07. I’m Slowly Turning Into You
08. Boll Weevil
She was sixteen and six feet tall
In a crowd of teenagers coming out of the zoo
She stumbled, started to slip and fall
Teeter-tottered on the top of patent leather shoes
I happened to catch her and said
"Maybe these ruby shoes are a little cumbersome for you"
Maybe for you, now

But not as shaky as I must have seemed
Talking junk through her giggle little teenage dream
And on the phone I could not compete
My dumb luck fake confidence was getting weak
For a sec', I thought I sounded sweet
But sure enough in a gruff, faint voice
I heard myself speak

I could stay a while, but sooner or later I'll break your smile
And I can tell a joke, but one of these days, I'm bound to choke
And we could share a kiss
But I feel like I can't go through with this
And I bet we could build a home
But I know the right thing for me to do
Is to leave you alone
Leave you alone, now

I'm beginning to like you
So you probably won't get what I'm going to do
I'm walkin' away from you, it probably don't make much sense to you
But I'm trying to save you from all of
The things that I'll probably say or do
I'll probably do, now

I could stay a while, but sooner or later I'll break your smile
And I can tell a joke, but one of these days, I'm bound to choke
And we might share a kiss
But I feel like I can't go through with this
And I bet we could build a home
But I know the right thing for me to do
Is to leave you alone
Leave you alone, now

You'll probably call me a fool
And say I'm doing exactly what a coward would do
And I'm beginning to like you
It's a shame, what a lame way to live but what can I do
I hope you appreciate what I do
I'm a martyr for my love for you
A martyr for my love for you
A martyr for my love for you
A martyr for my love for you