Julianna / At Seventeen

by Allison Crowe

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Julianna / At Seventeen is the second double-A-side release in advance of the upcoming album from Allison Crowe and Band, "Pillars" (out May 1, 2020). This single includes an original rocker together with a cover of a Janis Ian classic.

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released April 28, 2020

Allison Crowe (vocals, piano, cello, guitar, fiddle, Seaboard and more);
Sarah Melanie White (mandolin, bouzouki, vocals+)
Dave Baird (bass); &
Keelan Purchase (accordion, guitar, harmonica, vocals)

Allison Crowe: Composer & Co-Producer
Adam Thistle: Recording/Mixing Engineer & Co-Producer

Billie Woods Photography
Mind Palace Design

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Track Name: Julianna
Julianna

Composed by Allison Crowe
As performed by Allison Crowe and Band

It is far too much
Too much she cannot hold
She expects the worst
She receives the cold

It wasn't what she hoped, or believed
But, it is what she’s got to get her through
And another day just goes by for you

Julianna
Julianna
She tried too hard to breathe under the water
But it kept her down
Julianna

If you watch her walk away
Don’t you dare complain
She tried to give you fire
But you drowned her in the rain

Now, it isn’t what you hoped, or expected
And you feel yourself as slighted, and rejected
But still another day just goes by for you

Julianna
Julianna
She tried too hard to breathe under the water
But he kept her down
Julianna

It will not be that much
Not much for you to hold
But the little she can give
It’s worth its weight in gold

It isn’t what she needs, or deserves
But you have depleted her reserves
And another day will go by, go by for you

Julianna
Julianna
She tried too hard to breathe under the water
But he kept her down, it kept her down
Julianna

Julianna
Track Name: At Seventeen
At Seventeen

Composed by Janis Ian
As performed by Allison Crowe and Band

I learned the truth at seventeen
That love was meant for beauty queens
And high school girls with clear skinned smiles
Who married young and then retired

The valentines I never knew
The Friday night charades of youth
Were spent on one more beautiful
At seventeen I learned the truth

And those of us with ravaged faces
Lacking in the social graces
Desperately remained at home
Inventing lovers on the phone

Who called to say "Come dance with me"
And murmured vague obscenities
It isn't all it seems
At seventeen

A brown-eyed girl in hand-me-downs
Whose name I never could pronounce
Said, "Pity, please, the ones who serve
They only get what they deserve"

And the rich-relationed hometown queen
Who marries into what she needs
With a guarantee of company
And haven for the elderly

Remember those who win the game
They lose the love they sought to gain
In debentures of quality
And dubious integrity

Their small-town eyes will gape at you
In dull surprise when payment due
Exceeds accounts received
At seventeen

To those of us who knew the pain
Of Valentines that never came
And those whose names were never called
When choosing sides at basketball

It was long ago and far away
The world was younger than today
When dreams were all they gave for free
To ugly duckling girls like me

We all play the game, and when we dare
To cheat ourselves at solitaire
Inventing lovers on the phone
Repenting other lives unknown

They call and say, "Come dance with me"
And murmur vague obscenities
At ugly girls like me
At seventeen