Layla Loudon Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

So, *whore*—where do I start? It’s like shoppin’ for somethin’ you don’t admit to yer preacher. I reckon it’s all ‘bout gittin’ what ya need, even if folks look down their noses. Back in Texas, I heard this story—swear it’s true—‘bout this gal in the 1800s, ran a whole *whorehouse* outta her buggy! Called it “mobile pleasure,” ha! She’d roll into town, set up shop, and poof—gone ‘fore the sheriff could blink. Crafty as hell, made me laugh my boots off! Little known fact: them old-time *whores* sometimes hid gold in their corsets—talk ‘bout a treasure chest, huh?

The good ship venus lyrics

No capo; standard tuning Originally played on a piano by Loudon, this song sounds great on acoustic guitar as well. Intro: Am C Am G F Am G Am Am Give me a capon, C And some .

I might have typos. I might repeat. That’s life. You should come. Liven up your soul. And experience every damn bit. Even if all you see is a dump. "A silent, empty night." (A twist from The Assassin for you)

Loudon Country Store to reopen with larger menu and some Indian food