Sierra Hull - "Spitfire" (Official Video)

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Buy/Listen "Spitfire: https://music.empi.re/spitfire

"Spitfire" is the third single of Sierra Hull's forthcoming album 'A Tip Toe High Wire' available on March 7th.

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Produced by NOCOAST and TMWRK @nocoast.tv @tmwrk
Director/Editor - Jesse R. Borrell @jrb_visuals
Cinematographer - Justin Balog @justinbalog
Color Grade by Brian Pinto @pinto_color
Lenses - MP&E Denver
Dolly Track - LSI
Dolly Grip - Lauren West

A special thank you to:
Planet Bluegrass
KC Groves
Ivana Vu
Helen Simms
Tarah West and Lauren West
Averi Adair
Talis Hubner
Perky Hubner
Cora Brockman-Hicks
Finn Oetting
Mia McDaniel
Gillian Pierce
Cheryl Carter-Pierce
Goose the Dog
Fiona the Cat
Megan Campbell
Lesley “Lal” Jowett
Kimberly Witte
Katrina Miller
Les Miller
Jhareth Miller
Emma Schau

Spitfire (written by Sierra Hull)
Produced by Sierra Hull
Recorded, mixed and co-produced by Shani Gandhi
Assisted by Cory Halterman
Additional Engineering by Mark Raudabaugh at Groundhog Studios and Sierra Hull at The Haven

Sierra Hull - acoustic guitar, lead and harmony vocals
Shaun Richardson - acoustic guitar, harmony vocals
Mark Radaubaugh - drums
Geoff Saunders - upright bass
Justin Moses - dobro, strings

LYRICS

Young love one month a wife
River took him under, took his life
She cried “oh Lord, how can I be
a widow before eighteen?”

New love, moved too fast
A little bitty baby, blue lights, a crash
And she cried, “Oh God is this a dream?
How could you take him from me?”

She’s a spitfire, spitfire
Tougher than thorns on a brier
And you really can’t blame her
If she’s easy to anger
She’s a spitfire

Third love, not quite the charm
Doctor born addiction stole his heart
She cried “Oh God, just take me now
Or dammit give me strength somehow”
Five kids and broke with no way out

She’s a spitfire, spitfire
Queen of a tip toe high wire
No you really can’t blame her
That nobody can tame her
She’s a spitfire

Old age, seen it all
Factories, tragedies big and small
Son died young, her kidney too
With calloused smile she pushes through

She’s a spitfire, spitfire
With a take it or leave it desire
And you really can’t blame her
When she’s easy to anger
She’s a spitfire

She’s in my blood, oh she’s a spitfire
She’s in my blood, oh she’s a spitfire