The fantastic Jaime Wyatt performs "Rattlesnake Girl" @The Beachland Ballroom, Cleveland

Rattlesnake Girl
Lyrics =
Thank you kindly, don't walk behind me
I've seen people slip that way
And if you try me, boot heels beside me
I might have to make your day
And I'm tryna' keep the overhead low
Desert blanket on the fire below
I see my sweet friends out on the weekend
They all look happy and gay
They keep their secrets all covered in sequins
People have too much to say
I found my childhood under the pinewood
I am a rattlesnake girl
I am a rattlesnake girl
Ooh, ooh
Woo-hoo-ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh
Woo-hoo-ooh-ooh, ooh
So go find a diamond, you might need to buy one
It's a rocky road to town
And I built an island, sagebrush and violence
And you know that lonesome sound
But if you wanna see the world from here
Get in line for a souvenir
I see my sweet friends out on the weekend
They all look happy and gay
They keep their secrets all covered in sequins
People have too much to say
I found my childhood under the pinewood
I am a rattlesnake girl
I am a rattlesnake girl
I am a rattlesnake girl
Ooh, ooh
Woo-hoo-ooh-ooh
Songwriters Jaime Wyatt Pius
Rattlesnake Girl lyrics © Native Song Publishing
Jaime Wyatt , Hailed by Pitchfork as one of the “most exciting and skillful storytellers” working today, Jaime Wyatt is the kind of generational talent whose raw, honest lyricism is matched only by the power of her huge, unmistakable voice. Both of Jaime’s previous releases, “Felony Blues and “Neon Cross”, arrived to universal acclaim, with NPR praising Wyatt’s “remarkable voice” and Rolling Stone lauding her “lush, layered, and complex” performances.
Her new album, Feel Good Recorded with Black Pumas’ Adrian Quesada, takes Wyatt to new heights. Feel Good is bold and ecstatic, built on tight, intoxicating grooves that belie the songs’ substantial emotional stakes. Wyatt’s writing is unguarded and intuitive here, tapping into the deep recesses of her subconscious as she reckons with grief and growth, and her delivery is visceral to match, cutting straight to the bone with equal parts sensitivity and swagger. Taken as a whole, the collection stands as a radical act of creative liberation from an artist already known for pushing limits, a genre-defying work of healing and self-love that tips its cap to everything from Al Green and Otis Redding to Waylon Jennings and Bobbie Gentry in its relentless pursuit of peace and pleasure.