Margo Rae Price (born April 15, 1983) is an American country singer-songwri… Read Full Bio ↴Margo Rae Price (born April 15, 1983) is an American country singer-songwriter based in Nashville, Tennessee. The Fader has called her "country's next star." Her debut solo album Midwest Farmer's Daughter was released on Third Man Records on March 25, 2016. The album was recorded at Sun Studio in Memphis, Tennessee, and was engineered by Matt Ross-Spang. The album was recorded in three days. On tour, she is backed by her band the Pricetags.
Price grew up in the small town of Aledo, Illinois, where she played piano and sang in church choir before studying dance and theater at Northern Illinois University. She dropped out of school in 2003, at age 20, and moved to Nashville, Tennessee.
Price cites Janis Joplin, Bobbie Gentry, Emmylou Harris, Bonnie Raitt, Todd Snider, and Dolly Parton as major influences. Her voice has also been compared to those of Loretta Lynn and Tammy Wynette. Price's great-uncle, Bobby Fischer, was a songwriter for George Jones, Conway Twitty, Charley Pride and Reba McEntire. Nashville Scene noted that she often writes about "life's cruel twists and unjust turns" and that "her matter-of-factness conveys an enduring humility." In an interview with Aquarium Drunkard, Price admitted that "for a very long time, I didn't want to be a white girl, I wanted to be a soul singer", listing James Brown and Etta James as particular favorites.
On July 27, 2017, Price released a four-track EP titled Weakness, followed by her second full-length album All American Made on October 20, 2017.
In December 2018, Price received a nomination for Best New Artist at the 61st Annual Grammy Awards.
On July 10, 2020 she released her third full-length album That’s How Rumors Get Started.
Price grew up in the small town of Aledo, Illinois, where she played piano and sang in church choir before studying dance and theater at Northern Illinois University. She dropped out of school in 2003, at age 20, and moved to Nashville, Tennessee.
Price cites Janis Joplin, Bobbie Gentry, Emmylou Harris, Bonnie Raitt, Todd Snider, and Dolly Parton as major influences. Her voice has also been compared to those of Loretta Lynn and Tammy Wynette. Price's great-uncle, Bobby Fischer, was a songwriter for George Jones, Conway Twitty, Charley Pride and Reba McEntire. Nashville Scene noted that she often writes about "life's cruel twists and unjust turns" and that "her matter-of-factness conveys an enduring humility." In an interview with Aquarium Drunkard, Price admitted that "for a very long time, I didn't want to be a white girl, I wanted to be a soul singer", listing James Brown and Etta James as particular favorites.
On July 27, 2017, Price released a four-track EP titled Weakness, followed by her second full-length album All American Made on October 20, 2017.
In December 2018, Price received a nomination for Best New Artist at the 61st Annual Grammy Awards.
On July 10, 2020 she released her third full-length album That’s How Rumors Get Started.
Lydia
Margo Price Lyrics
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At the clinic, wonderin' what your face would be like
Mascara bleedin' to my eyes
Tied like a dog on a chain with a midlife crisis and an ex husband
Sneaking a Marlboro Ultra Light I stole from a nurse out there in the alley
Halfway home is where the heart is and I'm halfway home
White trash, trailer trash, they said you'd always be it
And you said, "One day you'll see"
But lately, you start to wonder if maybe they were right
Spit on you at school outside
And n the locker room and in the bathroom too
Locked you in the stall
Bless this mess, can I bum a light?
The cars out on the L.A. freeway
They look like red and white Christmas lights strung out on a chain
The ex virgin Mary of 49th street has a pocket full of pills
She sold herself for synthetic heroin and sleepin' with a man twice her age
Really though it was anything but sleepin'
Nice neighbors, bad cough
No health insurance this year, transitional neighborhood
Gentrification comes like it always does and some nice condos, they go in
But the needles in the alley they're still layin' there
Don't go barefoot or take a nap out there
Wear shoes if you have 'em
Undercover methadone clinic
Children, close your eyes
Say a lullaby and think of a nursery rhyme
Or maybe somethin' your mama used to tell you when you couldn't sleep
Jill fell down, when the bow breaks, oh, the cradle will fall
Down will come baby, down will come baby, down will come baby
Just put out the cigarette
Just make a decision, Lydia, just make a decision
It's yours
Close your eyes and make a wish
Hear the whisper of God
He used to talk like you, you used to see His face in the clouds
Now I see your face in my mind
It's wrong for him to want it
Bless this mess, brush your hair
Fix yourself up real nice, you've got a show tonight
Singin' down at the Broken Bottle, half waiting shifts
Get the guys a couple of beers, go on get the food, living off tips and meth
Then I came home after dancin' one night
And I wrecked my car
So you had to take a bus now
So you've got a long walk to think about it
A long walk to the station
A long life ahead to live with yourself
So think about it, Lydia
So think about it, Lydia
Mascara bleedin' to my eyes
Tied like a dog on a chain with a midlife crisis and an ex husband
Sneaking a Marlboro Ultra Light I stole from a nurse out there in the alley
Halfway home is where the heart is and I'm halfway home
White trash, trailer trash, they said you'd always be it
And you said, "One day you'll see"
Spit on you at school outside
And n the locker room and in the bathroom too
Locked you in the stall
Bless this mess, can I bum a light?
The cars out on the L.A. freeway
They look like red and white Christmas lights strung out on a chain
The ex virgin Mary of 49th street has a pocket full of pills
She sold herself for synthetic heroin and sleepin' with a man twice her age
Really though it was anything but sleepin'
Nice neighbors, bad cough
No health insurance this year, transitional neighborhood
Gentrification comes like it always does and some nice condos, they go in
But the needles in the alley they're still layin' there
Don't go barefoot or take a nap out there
Wear shoes if you have 'em
Undercover methadone clinic
Children, close your eyes
Say a lullaby and think of a nursery rhyme
Or maybe somethin' your mama used to tell you when you couldn't sleep
Jill fell down, when the bow breaks, oh, the cradle will fall
Down will come baby, down will come baby, down will come baby
Just put out the cigarette
Just make a decision, Lydia, just make a decision
It's yours
Close your eyes and make a wish
Hear the whisper of God
He used to talk like you, you used to see His face in the clouds
Now I see your face in my mind
It's wrong for him to want it
Bless this mess, brush your hair
Fix yourself up real nice, you've got a show tonight
Singin' down at the Broken Bottle, half waiting shifts
Get the guys a couple of beers, go on get the food, living off tips and meth
Then I came home after dancin' one night
And I wrecked my car
So you had to take a bus now
So you've got a long walk to think about it
A long walk to the station
A long life ahead to live with yourself
So think about it, Lydia
So think about it, Lydia
The song "Lydia" by Margo Price speaks about the harsh reality of life on the streets, particularly for women. The lyrics paint a picture of a woman who is struggling with addiction and the difficulties of living in poverty. She reflects on the past, including being bullied in school and the way society sees her as "white trash, trailer trash." She also describes her current situation, including her struggles with addiction and poverty, and the effects of gentrification on her neighborhood.
The lyrics show the inner turmoil of the singer who, despite facing an uncertain future, is striving to make a decision. This decision is left open to interpretation, but it could refer to getting clean or making a change in her life. The song suggests that even in difficult situations, one can still try to find hope and make a change.
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Written by: Margo Price
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DailyWeekley
My mothers spirit whispered in my ear “we are all Lydia - which version of her will you honor?” 😳
This was beautiful Margo. Thank you for your voice. You are a special soul. 🕊
Maureen Mclaughlin
Unbelievably beautiful. What a song. Chills. With the strings it's so transporting. Thank you, Margo!
joanne wheeler
One of the best new songs I've heard recently! It reminded me of a tv show called Dopesick, which was about the opioid epidemic in the US. The violins are so haunting in this and I also love how visual each line was. It was playing out like a movie in my mind. X
René
This is truly a masterpiece ❤
Paul Rifkin
Hauntingly gorgeous.
john kitching
This is just incredible Margo, you are an amazing musician ❤️
Kristi H
Beautiful and heartfelt! Thank you, Margo!
Can't wait to see you live in concert again!
Z James Proz
Freaking beauty..love the lyrical poetry
Cheryl Lynn
You have a beautiful gift to create beautiful music❤ thank you for sharing with us❤
Carolina R.
You are so PERFECT, Margo 🙌🏼❤️🌹