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THE HUSTLE 

Give me your tired,
Your hungry
and your poor
You won't find a better work force

We know that one can't live on bread alone
but Uncle Sam wants his blood from a stone
You best believe it

You think you're free?
So free? So free?
Try going somewhere without money

To make up for the bread I don't got 
I made sure my word's worth a lot 
I make sure my word's worth a lot

But I got a hard time believin’
That you believe in
All that bullshit you say you believe in

Got a hard time believin’
That you believe in
All that bullshit 
you say you believe in
Well I must be leavin’

YOU SEE ME?

If you can't tell

I wish you well

It comes out so broken

when tried to be spoken

Oh well,

I don't understand myself

It's always tough

There are no words

They get in the way 

They're never enough

Who even cares what's passible?

When I already feel invisible 

No I'm not asking

for much

So why is it so hard to ask for?

Do you see me?

STORIES WE TELL

I don't know where I'm goin'

But I know how to get there

Too soon to tell, oh well

Panic gets you no where

So don't worry

It'll be alright in the end

If you don't fit in nowhere

Then you really fit anywhere

When I got swept through the cracks

I met a lot of people down there

So don't worry

That's where the light comes in

​So don't worry

About a thing

It's all just a story we tell ourselves

It's all

Just a story

We tell ourselves

THE WEIGHT

There were shots on broadway

Fired in broad daylight

A madman gagging 

On a silver spoon in the night

Who? What?

Where? Why?

He left a laundry list of lies

On the living room floor

He was torn apart

His heroes weren't real anymore

It's not your fault 

It's not

Your Fault

You don't have to carry that weight anymore

You don't have

To carry the weight 

Anymore

COMING TO AMERICA

momma worried

I'd go hungry
But only the hungry

Change the world


So I'm going

To America
Where I hear

The streets are paved with gold

So I hurried

When I was young
I dared to dream

Across an ocean


When I arrived

To my surprise
All the streets

They weren't paved at all

Well a well-healed man hands me a shovel
and says "my good friend so on the level
the streets, all the streets,
the streets, you'll pave them all."

THE PUNCHLINE

I can't believe

What people are saying

Waiting and waiting 

Just taking turns talking

Are you shy in the silence?

You feel like you're choking?

The punchline don't care

If you were just joking

You're Crazy! You're crazy!

Where are we going!?

Oh who really knows

Who? Really? Knows?

I'm fading! I'm fading!

I feel like I'm floating!

We're spinning! We're spinning!

There's no way of knowing!

You're crazy! You're crazy!

Oh where are we going?​​​

THE DREAM

The dream is different now
At least that's what you said
Don't know what you're looking for
Don't know what's in your head

I don't mind wondering
I don't wanna wonder alone

Don't know how we made it this far
You know how things change
The more things come apart
The more they stay the same 

I don't mind wandering
I don't wanna wander alone

The dream is different now
At least that's what you said
Don't know what you're looking for
Don't know what's in your head

I don't mind wondering
I don't wanna wonder alone
I don't mind wandering
I don't wanna wander alone

LEAVE THE LIGHT ON

Those eyes
They said it all
Those lies
Never said enough

If the truth can tear it apart
It should be torn apart

Leave the light on
When you walk away

Those words in your head
Don't add up with what you did
Your silence is deafening
Your silence says everything

Leave the light on 
When you walk away

And I'll stay
I'll stand
I'll stand right here

Leave the light on
When you walk away

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© 2026 by Pat Dougherty

Sawtooth Witch is a genre bending band that blends fiddle, fingerstyle guitar, and electronic inspired dance beats.
 
Led by multi-instrumentalist and singer-songwriter Pat "Doc" Dougherty  and Haley Fleming on fiddle.

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