This is the eighth song I’ve posted from Miranda Lambert’s 2016 double album The Weight of These Wings, and the fourth on a Random Weekend.
A couple of years back, I named this album the best of the 2010s, an easy call. There isn’t a weak track among its 24 songs, even as it jumps around between atmospheric ballads, traditional Americana, and country pop.
It’s a great break-up album, coming in the wake of Lambert’s split from Blake Shelton, navigating heartbreak, guilt and rebirth. The album is a real journey, going to some dark places but ending on a hopeful note.
Looking at the release date (November of 2016), it occurs to me that an album this soulful and healing was timed particularly well after the catastrophic election of Donald Trump.
I want a man with a smoking jacket
And a deeper pocket with money to burn
I want a man who knows his status
And he makes a habit of loving me ’til it hurts
[Verse 1]
He might be heavy on the pedal
But he knows how to take it slow
He might be quite continental
But he knows how to take me home
Yes, he does
[Chorus 2]
I want a man with a smoking jacket
And a car that’s classic living bourgeoisie
I want a man whose heart is tragic
But he makes his magic every night on me
[Verse 2]
We go together just like nicotine and Chanel
And when he lights up I’m his lucky strike
Waiting for him to exhale
[Chorus 1]
I want a man with a smoking jacket
And a deeper pocket with money to burn
I want a man who knows his status
And he makes a habit of loving me ’til it hurts
[Bridge]
Velvet and refined, he’s designed to hold me
I don’t need a diamond, I like wearing his smoke rings
I want a man, I want a man
I want a man
[Chorus 3]
I want a man with a smoking jacket
And he lights his matches with kerosene
[Outro]
I want a man, I want a man
I want a man with a smoking jacket
I want a man, I want a man
I want a man with a smoking jacket
Meet Me In Montauk 
Catastrophic indeed! Glad this album was able to soothe your soul.
Amen!