Sinful daughter, sinful daughter
Sinful daughter, sinful girl
They call her shameless
They call her wanted
They say she poisoned every well
They call her Delilah
And Magdalena
And they call her Jezebel
Sinful daughter, sinful daughter
All alone in a sinful world
Banished and branded
Forced to wander
Sinful daughter, sinful girl
Well, the preacher in pulpit
Says hell and damnation
Is the destination she is bound
Livin? in darkness
Lost and forsaken
Driftin? town to town
Sinful daughter, sinful daughter
All alone in a sinful world
Banished and branded
Forced to wander
Sinful daughter, sinful girl
Sisters and mothers
Fathers and brothers
They all shun her
Unless she atones
But let the one who is not sinful
Yeah, they can throw the stone
Sinful daughter, sinful daughter
All alone in a sinful world
Banished and branded
Forced to wander
Sinful daughter, sinful girl
Sinful daughter, sinful daughter
Dave Alvin
(Blue Horn Toad Music, BMI, Administered by Bug Music)
Well I hate the way you call my name, baby
I hate that look on your face
And I hate the cold touch of your kiss, baby
I hate the chill in your embrace
Oh, but I hate the way that you pull from me
When I want you by my side
Yeah, baby
I hate the way that you say âGoodbye.â
I hate my eyes 'cause they see, baby
That you'll be goin' soon
And I hate my mind 'cause it knows, baby
There ain't nothin' I can do
But I hate my arms that long to hold you
And I hate my heart that wants to cry
Yeah baby, I hate the way that you say âGoodbye.â
I hate the way you talk, and you talk and talk
'Til I hate every word that you say
I hate the lies I believe when you swear you won't leave
Then you turn around and you walk away
Well I hate the night I met you, baby
And your lips first touched mine
Yeah. baby
Well I hate the way that you say âGoodbye.â
Well I hate the way I wait
Honey, and I wait and wait
For you to make up your mind
And I hate the way it seems I'm always down on my knees
Begging, âBaby come back one more time.â
Well I hate everything I love about you
And I'm gonna hate it all my life
Yeah baby I hate the way that you say âGoodbye.â
Dave Alvin
(Blue Horn Toad Music, BMI, Administered by Bug Music)
Well my name is Charlie Thomas and I'm as good a man as you
And for the love of Mary Brown there's nothin' that I won't do
Well her husband was a banker, yet she told me he was cruel
So I left his body lyin' in the yard where their roses grew.
Well she and I grew up neighbors where the houses looked the same
And I swear that I loved Mary Brown before I knew her name
And after she married and he moved her away
You know she'd still come back and lay with me like nothin' had ever changed.
I know what's what's wrong and right
What goes around, comes around
But there ain't nothin' that I won't do
For the love of Mary Brown.
Well people like him always look down on me
Because I've done a little time for armed robbery
Yeah, but Mary Brown knows I'm from a good family
And she didn't say nothing' when she slipped me the back door key.
I know what's wrong and right
What goes around comes around
But there ain't nothin' that I won't do
For the love of Mary Brown.
Well at my trial she testified she kissed me once or twice
But she swore that was long before she became his wife
And every time I looked at her she avoided my eyes
And the jury sentenced me to twenty-five years to life.
Now I haven't seen Mary Brown since the trial's end
And she never answers the letters that I send
And I heard that she married her husband's best friend
Yeah but for the love of Mary Brown, man I'd do it all again.
I know what's wrong and right
What goes around, comes around
But there ain't nothin' that I won't do
Dave Alvin
(Blue Horn Toad Music, BMI, Administered by Bug Music)
Laurel Lynn, Laurel Lynn
Will I ever see your face again?
Laurel Lynn, Laurel Lynn
Will I ever see your face again?
I can't say that I love you darlin'
But you cross my mind every now and then.
Baby I was drunk, wild and crazy
I didn't mean them words I said
'Cause I know you're somewhere darlin'
Sleepin' in another man's bed.
Laurel Lynn, Laurel Lynn,
Oh baby, let me apologize
I can't say that I love you darlin'
But I wish that you were mine sometimes.
You don't trust them politicians
You don't trust the evenin' news
You don't trust them t.v. preachers
Tellin' you what you can and can't do
You don't trust your downtown boyfriends
You don't believe a word they say
But I woke up this morning, Laurel
Callin' out your name.
Laurel Lynn, Laurel Lynn
Will I ever see your face again?
Laurel Lynn, Laurel Lynn
Will I ever see your face again?
I can't say that I love you darlin'
But you cross my mind every now and then.
Yeah I can't say that I love you darlin'
But you cross my mind every now and then
Dave Alvin/Tom Russell
(Blue Horn Toad Music, BMI, and Frontera Music, ASCAP, administered by Bug Music)
I'm just tryin' to make a livin'
I'm an old man at thirty-nine
With two kids and an ex-wife
Who moved up to Riverside
I'm workin' down on the border
Drivin' back roads every night
Mountains east of El Cajon
North of the Tecate line.
Where the California summer sun
Will burn right through your soul
But in the winter you can freeze to death
In the California snow.
I catch the ones I'm able to
And watch the others slip away
I know some by their faces
And I even know some by name
I guess they think that we're all
Movie stars and millionaires
I guess that they still believe
That dreams come true up here.
But I guess the weather's warmer down in Mexico
And no one ever tells them 'bout the California snow.
Last winter I found a man and wife
Just about daybreak
Layin' in a frozen ditch
South of the interstate
I wrapped 'em both in blankets
But she'd already died
The next day we sent him back alone
Across the borderline.
I don't know where they came from
Or where they planned to go
But we carried her all night long
Through the California snow.
Sometimes when I'm alone out here
I get to thinkin' about my life
Maybe I should go to Riverside
And try to fix things with my wife
Or maybe just get in my truck
And drive as far as I can go
Away from all the ghosts that haunt
The California snow.
Where the California summer sun
Can burn right to your soul
And in the winter you can freeze to death
There's a black-haired girl
Sittin' behind the bullet-proof glass
And she takes my money
Before I go and pump some gas
As the cold rain falls on the parking lot
The strip malls and housing tracts
I smile at her but she don't smile back
Well, the black-haired girl
Is starin' at the gossip magazine
And all the glossy pictures
Of today's kings and queens
But it's nearly three a.m.
And the whole world is dead
Except for her and me
And the sound of the rain
And the smell of gasoline
Well, that black-haired girl
Looks like a woman I used to know
Back in some other world
Several lifetimes ago
Yeah, we'd lay in her bed
Drinkin' wine and makin' love
And lettin' time move slow
Well, we lost touch somehow
But that's just the way things go
Well, that black-haired girl
Catches me lookin' her way
And I feel a little uneasy
Maybe there's something I should say
Should I ask her name or just warn her
About all the tricks time can play?
But I don't say nothin'
?Cause she's gonna find out anyway
There's a black-haired girl
Sittin' beneath a fluorescent light
Whatever fate has in store
Well, I hope that she'll be alright
I hope she finds real love
And all her dreams come true
Or at least she makes it through tonight
I know
I've been foolin' myself too long
I'm never right but always wrong
Goodbye, Baby, so long
You know
You never let this thing catch on
You never let me be that strong
Goodbye, Baby, so long
There was a cold wind blowing on the night we met
The leaves fell from the trees
You made a lot of promises I ain't seen yet
And I ain't gonna ask you please
We know
None of us are gonna cry
It wasn't even worth the try
So long, Baby, Goodbye
There was a cold wind blowing on the night we met
The windows were rolled up tight
We both asked for something we could never get
Now I'll do the thing that's right
We know
None of us are gonna cry
It wasn't even worth the try
Dave Alvin/Fontaine Brown
(Blue Horn Toad Music/Frontoones, BMI, Administered by Bug Music)
Love to see to see them tall trees swayin'
Tall trees swayin' in the breeze
When I see them tall trees swayin'
Sway like my babe walkin' back to me
Sway like my babe walkin' back to me
Walkin' back to me.
I love to hear that night bird cryin'
Night bird cryin' low and sweet
When I hear that night bird cryin
Cryin' like my babe callin' me
Callin' me.
Love to see the full moon risin'
Full moon risin' gold and bright
When I see the full moon risin'
Maybe it's guidin' her home tonight
Maybe it's guidin' her home tonight
Home tonight.
I love to feel the warm sun shinin'
Warm sun shinin' on my skin
When I feel that warm sun shinin'
Feels like my baby holding me again
Feels like my baby holding me again
Holding me again.
I love to see them tall trees swayin'
Tall trees swayin' in the breeze
When I see them tall trees swayin'
Swayin' like my babe walkin' to me
Swayin' like my babe walkin' back to me
Back to me
Swayin like my babe walkin' back to me
Me and the boy's we cinched up our saddles and rode to
sonora last night
Gun's hanging proud, daring out loud for any one
looking to fight
Card cheats and rustlers would run for their holes when
the boys from the old broken O
Rode up and reined on the street that they named
Sonora's death row
Mescal is free at Amanda's saloon for the boy's from
the old broken O
Saturday nights in the town of Sonora are the best in
all Mexico
They've got guitars and trumpets and sweet senoritas
who won't want to let you go
You'd never believe such a gay happy time on the street
called Sonora's death row
Inside Amanda's we was a dancin' with all of Amanda's
gals
I won some silver at seven card stud so I was out doin'
my pals
But the whiskey and mescal, peso cigars drove me
outside for some air
Somebody whispered "Your life or your money", I reached
but my gun wasn't there
I woke up face down in Amanda's back alley aware of the
fool I had been
Rushed to my pony, grabbed my Winchester and entered
Amanda's again
Where I saw my partners twirling my pistols and
throwing my money around
Blinded by anger, I jacked the lever and one of them
fell to the ground
Amanda's got silent like night in the desert, my
friends stared in pure disbelief
Amanda was kneeling beside the dead cowboy plainly
expressing her grief
And as I bowed my head a trembled shot through me my
six-gun was still at my side
I felt my pockets, there was my money, I fell to my
knees and I cried
A nightmare of mescal is all that it was for no one had
robbed me at all
I wish I was dreaming the sound of the gallows they're
testing just outside
The wall
The mescal's still free at Amanda's saloon for the
boy's from the old Broken O
I'd give a ransom to drink there today and be free of
Sonora's death row
I'd give a ransom to drink there today and be free of
If I had a gun for every ace I have drawn
I could arm a town the size of Abilene
Don't you push me, baby
'Cause I'm all alone and you know I'm only in it for the gold
All that I am askin' is for ten gold dollars
And I could pay you back with one good hand
You can look around about the wide world over
And you'll never find another honest man
Last fair deal in the country
Last fair deal in the town
Put your gold dollars where your love is, baby
Before I let my deal go down
Last fair deal in the country
Last fair deal in the town
Put your gold dollars where your love is, baby
Before I let my deal go down
Don't you push me, baby, 'cause I'm all alone
And I know a little somethin' you might never know
Don't you touch our liquor, just a cup of cold coffee
Gonna wake up in the mornin' and go
Now, everybody's braggin' and drinkin' that wine
I can tell the Queen of Diamonds by the way she shines
Come to papa on an inside straight
'Cause I got no chance of losin' this time
No, I got no chance of losin' this time
Pretty little one, how has it all begun?
They're teaching you how to walk but you're already on the run
Little one, what you gonna do?
Little one, honey, it's all up to you
Now your daddy's in the den shootin' up the evening news
Mama's with a friend, lately she's been so confused
Little one, come on and take my hand
Well, I may not have the answer but I believe I got a plan
Honey, you shake, I'll rattle, we'll roll on down the line
See if we can't get in touch with a very close friend of mine
But let me clue you in, it ain't like him to argue or pretend
Well, honey let me introduce you to my redneck friend
Well, they've got a little list of all those things of which they don't approve
Well, they've got to keep their eyes on you or you might make your move
Little one, I really wish you would
Little one, I think the damage would do you good
Honey, you shake, I'll rattle, we'll roll on down the line
We're going to forget all about the battle, it's gonna feel so fine
'Cause he's the missing link, the kitchen sink, eleven on a scale of ten
Well honey, let me introduce you to my redneck friend
Well honey, you shake, I'll rattle, we'll roll on down the line
I'm going to try to swing you up into my saddle
And then we'll run but you'll think we're flyin'
Honey, don't just stand there lookin' like this dream will never end
Honey, let me introduce you to my redneck friend
His mama said, "Baby, wait for me in the car"
And she went lookin? for his daddy inside a bar
So he sat and let the radio take him far away
Listenin? to XPRS and KRLA
Plastic silver nine volt heart
You click it on and let the music start
And the radio was his toy
The radio was his toy
Well, Rachel was twenty and he was seventeen years old
Sittin? in a parked car on a country road
Runnin? his fingers through her long black hair
And the Staples singin?, "Baby, I?ll take you there"
Plastic silver nine volt heart
You click it on and let the music start
And the radio was his toy
The radio was his toy
Doin? the dishes long after midnight
Talkin? about the evenin? news with his wife
The baby wakes up and starts to cry
So they turn the radio on for his lullaby
Plastic silver nine volt heart
You click it on and let the music start
Plastic silver nine volt heart
You click it on and let the music start
And the radio was his toy
The radio was his toy
Plastic silver nine volt heart
Plastic silver nine volt heart
Night wolves moan
The winter hills are black
I'm all alone
Sitting in the back
Of a long white Cadillac, yeah
Train whistle cries
Lost on its own track
I'll close my eyes
Sitting in the back
Of a long white Cadillac
One time I had all that I wanted
But it just skipped through my hands
One time I sang away the sorrow
One time I took it like a man
Headlights shine
Highway fades to black
It's my last ride
I ain't never coming back
In a long white Cadillac
Sometimes I blame it on mama
Why my achin' heart bleeds
Sometimes I blame it on the money
Sometimes I blame it on me
Train whistle cries
Lost on its own track
I'll close my eyes
I ain't never coming back
In a long white Cadillac
In a long white Cadillac
In a long white Cadillac
In a long white Cadillac
Dave Alvin
(Blue Horn Toad Music, BMI, Administered by Bug Music)
I hope this letter finds you
Wherever you may be
'Cause I mailed some awhile back
And they were all returned to me
Ain't nothin' I can tell you 'bout the hometown
Everything changes, but nothing's new
Just Sunday night at the kitchen table
Finishin' a beer and thinkin' of you.
And I still work the same job
Just live with my mom for free
'Cause ever since the old man passed on
It just got harder to leave.
Well I heard a rumor that you got married
Though you swore that you never would
I guess you finally got your own kids now
You ever tell 'em 'bout the old neighborhood?
Like the time we stole your dad's car
Drove all night down Imperial Highway
You kept sayin' âMaybe we should turn around,â
And I said âIt don't take much to get away.â
But I still work the same job
Just live with my mom for free
'Cause ever since the old man passed on
It just got harder to leave.
Guess that's all that I've got to tell you
I guess things turned out how they're meant to be
I just hope that this letter finds you
But until then I'll just keep it with me.
And I still work the same job
Just live with my mom for free
'Cause ever since the old man passed on
She's waiting for me when I get home from work
But things just ain't the same
She turns out the light and cries in the dark
Won't answer when I call her name
(chorus)
On the stairs I smoke a cigarette alone
The Mexican kids are shooting fireworks below
Hey, baby, it's the Fourth of July
Hey, baby, it's the Fourth of July
(same as first verse)
She gives me her cheek when I want her lips
And I don't have the strength to go
On the lost side of town in a dark apartment
We gave up trying so long ago
(repeat chorus)
Whatever happened, I apologize
So dry your tears and baby, walk outside
Oh God said to Abraham, "Kill me a son"
Abe says, "Man, you must be puttin' me on"
God say, "No." Abe say, "What?"
God say, "You can do what you want Abe, but
The next time you see me comin' you better run"
Well Abe says, "Where do you want this killin' done?"
God says, "Out on Highway 61."
Well Georgia Sam he had a bloody nose
Welfare Department they wouldn't give him no clothes
He asked poor Howard where can I go
Howard said there's only one place I know
Sam said tell me quick man I got to run
Ol' Howard just pointed with his gun
And said that way down on Highway 61.
Well Mack the Finger said to Louie the King
I got forty red white and blue shoe strings
And a thousand telephones that don't ring
Do you know where I can get rid of these things
And Louie the King said let me think for a minute son
And he said yes I think it can be easily done
Just take everything down to Highway 61.
Now the fifth daughter on the twelfth night
Told the first father that things weren't right
My complexion she said is much too white
He said come here and step into the light he says hmm
you're right
Let me tell the second mother this has been done
But the second mother was with the seventh son
And they were both out on Highway 61.
Now the rovin' gambler he was very bored
He was tryin' to create a next world war
He found a promoter who nearly fell off the floor
He said I never engaged in this kind of thing before
But yes I think it can be very easily done
We'll just put some bleachers out in the sun
Every night about this time
She's waiting for a man
It could be me or it could be you
Who'll touch her with their hands
Someone left her long ago
She never found out why
So she falls in love again
Every night about this time
Every night about this time
She'll be holding someone tight
Faces don't mean much
When she turns out the lights
Just tell her that you love her
Even though she knows you're lying
Then she'll lead you to her room
Every night about this time
Every night about this time
She could be yours
She could be mine
Just hold her when she cries
Every night about this time
Every night about this time
She'll pretend the best she can
It could be me or it could be you
Who'll remind her of a man
Don't say nothing when you leave
No need for long good-byes
You're not the one she's missing
Every night about this time
Every night about this time
She could be yours
She could be mine
Just hold her when she cries
Down on the riverbed
Down on the riverbed
Down on the riverbed
I asked my lover for her hand
A red tailed hawk circled overhead
A red tailed hawk circled overhead
A red tailed hawk circled overhead
The church on the hill is what she said
A monster cloud like a big black hand
A monster cloud like a big black hand
A monster cloud like a big black hand
As she drew houses in the sand
Then I heard a train whistle blow
Then I heard a train whistle blow
Then I heard a train whistle blow
hot air hangs like a dead man
from a white oak tree
people sitting on porches
thinking how things used to be
dark night
dark night
the neighborhood was changing
strangers moving in
a new boy fell for a local girl
when she made eyes at him
she was young and pretty
no stranger to other men
but doors were being locked at night
old lines were drawn again
CHORUS
I thought things like that
didn't matter anymore
I thought all the blood
had been shed long ago
dark night
dark night
he took her to the outskirts
and pledged his love to her
they thought it was their secret
but someone knew where they were
he held her so close
he asked about her dreams
there was a shot from a passing car
and the young girl screamed
I've held it all inward, God knows, I've tried,
But it's an awful awakening in a country boy's life,
To look in the mirror in total surprise.
At the hair on my shoulders and the age in my eyes.
Amanda, light of my life.
Fate should have made you a gentleman's wife.
Amanda, light of my life.
Fate should have made you a gentleman's wife.
It's a measure of people who don't understand,
The pleasures of life in a hillbilly band.
I got my first guitar when I was fourteen,
Well I finally made forty, still wearing jeans.
Amanda, light of my life.
Fate should have made you a gentleman's wife.
Amanda, light of my life.
Traditional, Arranged by Dave Alvin
(Blue Horn Toad Music, BMI, Administered by Bug Music)
Blackjack David came a-ridin' through the wood
Singin' so loud and merry
His voice was a-ringin' through the green, green fields
And he spied a fair-haired maiden
Spied a fair-haired maiden.
âListen here lass my name is Jack
And I come from afar
Lookin' for a fair-haired lass like you
Won't you come and be my bride
Come and be my bride?â
âNow would you forsake your husband, dear
Would you forsake your baby
Would you forsake your fine, fine home
To go with a Blackjack David
Go with Blackjack David?â
âYes, I'd forsake my husband, dear
And I'd forsake my baby
And I'd forsake my fine, fine home
Just to go with you Blackjack David
Go with you Blackjack David.â
She put on her high-heeled boots
Made of Spanish leather
And he pulled her up behind him then
And they both rode off together
Both rode off together.
Well last night she slept in a fine, fine bed
Beside her husband and baby
Tonight she sleeps on a cold, cold ground
Beside old Blackjack David
Beside old Blackjack David
Beside old Blackjack David
Dave Alvin/Chris Gaffney
(Blue Horn Toad Music, BMI/Calhoun Street Music/Ensaga Songs, BMI, Administered by Bug Music)
Johnny gave Joe his first cigarette
And Joe lit the filter and then he smoked the whole pack
And Joe bought all the gas in Johnny's old Ford
He always said that's what friends were for.
When Johnny married Tina, Joe married Dee
Two blonde-haired sisters from Covington, Kentucky
And in '67 Johnny joined the Corps
Joe did too, but he never knew what for.
And tonight in this barroom he's easin' his pain
He's thinkin' of someone, but he won't say the name
Folks say he's a hero, but he'll tell you he ain't
He left a hero in the jungle back in 1968.
Johnny went from job to job tryin' to make ends meet
And Tina divorced him back in '83
Now thirty years come and thirty years go
And Johnny's got a grandkid that he barely knows.
And tonight in this barroom he's easin' his pain
He's thinkin' of someone, but he won't say the name
Folks say he's a hero, but he'll tell you he ain't
He left a hero in the jungle back in 1968.
Well Dee calls Johnny every now and then
And talks about her children and her third husband
But when he asks about someone they used to know
Dee says, âJohnny that was so long ago.â
Tonight in this barroom he's easin' his pain
He's thinkin' of someone, but he won't say the name
Folks say he's a hero; he'll tell you ain't
He left a hero in the jungle back in 1968
1. I choose not to see the things that be,
Or the miles and years that are gone.
I pay no heed to tomorrow's need,
I'm blinded by the snow and the sun,
'til all I could see is my darlin' and me,
Like young flowers bloomin' in spring.
Like flowers that grew, and no other I knew,
But the Rose of the San Joaquin.
2. The gypsies would dance, while stealing a glance
As leaves might blow in the wind.
And the fields are worked in a sweat stained shirt,
Then the workers all move on again.
And the tramps and hawkers, with stories wild,
Beguiled a young boy's dreams,
Enticing me to leave my home,
And the Rose of the San Joaquin.
3. I've watched the rise of light in the sky
When the sun climbs out of the sea.
Seen giants fall in mountains tall,
Where the lumbermen cut down the trees.
I've played in the sand with the gulf coast wind,
Fell asleep in the grass tall and green.
But nowhere I've been would I go back again,
Compared to the San Joaquin.
4. Well the road back home is hard and it's long,
And the miles, they turn into years.
And the tramps and hawkers in every town,
By God, but it brings me to tears.
When I got home, I found just a flower on the mound
Where it shamed the green grasses of spring.
It grew from the grave of my darlin' little girl,
The Rose of the San Joaquin.
5. Oh see us today out on the highway,
Or asleep in the doors of the train.
See the gypsies dance with their damned old glances,
Hear the peddlers cry out their refrain.
And who's gonna care, and who's gonna share
All the joys, the sorrows we've seen?
Like ghosts, we roam, without friends or home,
These tramps, and hawkers and me.
Like ghosts, we roam, without friends or home,
The man in the bed isn't me
Now I slipped out the door and I'm runnin' free
Young and wild like I'll always be
But the man in the bed isn't me
And these tremblin' hands, they're not mine
Now my hands are strong and steady all the time
They can swing a sledge hammer or soothe a baby that's cryin'
These trembling hands, they're not mine
Now the nurse over there doesn't know
That I ain't some helpless old so-and-so
I could have broken her heart not that long ago
Now the nurse over there doesn't know
That the man in the bed isn't me
'Cause I slipped out the door and I'm runnin' free
Young and wild like I'll always be
The man in the bed isn't me
I'm the man I've always been
I'm the kid who rode the rails through the Great Depression
I fought in the big war and marched for the Union
I'm the man I've always been
So don't believe what the doctors say
They're just makin' things up so they can get paid
Yeah, and it ain't me they're talkin' about anyway
So don't believe what the doctors say
'Cause the man in the bed isn't me
Well I slipped out the door and I'm finally free
Young and wild like I'll always be
No the man in the bed isn't me
No the man in the bed isn't me
I hear a voice singin' somewhere in time
A song I knew long ago
And it takes me back to places somewhere in time
And everyone I used to know
I see a face, I remember somewhere in time
Someone I loved who's gone away
Gone away somewhere in time
Gone away somewhere in time
Another night on a highway somewhere in time
The darkness playin' tricks on me
Far down the road in the shadows somewhere in time
Am I the man I'm supposed to be?
And I see a light shinin' somewhere in time
A lonely light to lead me on
And lead me on somewhere in time
Lead me on somewhere in time
I wake from a dream, a dream from somewhere in time
And rub my eyes so I can see
You're standin' there before me somewhere in time
Waitin' for me patiently
And I'll take your hand, someday, somewhere in time
And forever I'll be here with you
I'll be with you somewhere in time
I'll be with you somewhere in time
I guess she put her blue dress on
And walked out late last night
Left one silk stocking
Dangling from the bedside light
I sobered up and called her name
Just before the dawn
I saw her footprints in the sand
And knew that she had gone
Down the Rio Grande
I pulled out of Albuquerque
Prayin' I wasn't late
I got a couple cups of coffee
At some joint off the interstate
Passin' through Las Cruces
I swear I saw her car
She always said she'd go someday
But never said how far
Down the Rio Grande
Maybe she's in Brownsville
She's got some family there
She was always talkin' ?bout
The salty Gulf Coast air
Where the river ends
Down the Rio Grande
I saw an old gray heron
Flyin' south against the wind
Storm clouds over Juarez
Rollin' east to the Big Bend
I drove down Highway Ninety
Through a dusty desert wind
I didn't know where it would lead me
Or if I'd find her again
Down the Rio Grande
I lit my last cigarette
As the sky began to clear
Black mountains up ahead
A red sundown in my mirror
Lost all the border
?Tween the future and the past
One fading slowly
And the other comin' fast
Down the Rio Grande
Maybe she's in Brownsville
She's got some family there
She was always talkin' ?bout
The salty gulf coast air
Where the river ends
Down the Rio Grande
I bought a bottle in Del Rio
And I parked on the side of the road
I stayed up all night
Starin' at the lights of Mexico
And I walked down to border bridge
At the break of day
And I threw that empty bottle off
And I watched it float away
Down the Rio Grande
Maybe she's in Brownsville
She's got some family there
She was always talkin ?bout
The salty gulf coast air
Where the river ends
Down the Rio Grande
I scored some speed in San Berdino
So me and baby could get a little bump
And now she?s in that motel room
Puttin? on a show for some chump
Yeah, well, baby?s gotta make a livin?
And I don?t mind waitin? out in the car
?Cause I got some nine millimeter muscle
In case things go too far
You know I try to take it easy, man
And just go with the flow
But sometimes things can get a little bit
Out of control
Well, my old man worked his whole life
In the Kaiser steel slag pit
And I worked there for a while back when I was a kid
But I got tired of all their shit
But that was years ago, man
Before they tore that Fontana plant down
And my old man smoked himself
Into a six-foot hole in the ground
And I got the same bad habit
And it?ll probably take its toll
But sometimes it?s the only thing that keeps me
From goin? out of control
Well, my ex-wife?s workin? evenings
At a Sizzler makin? minimum wage
And she?s cleanin? up other people?s houses
Every day just like some slave
And she?s livin? with the kids in a mobile home
Just off the 60 freeway
Some nights I go to see her
And sometimes she lets me stay
Since she found Jesus
She?s always tryin? to save my soul
Yeah, but every now and then she still likes to get
A little out of control
I used to work a little construction
But I never got along with my boss
So I do a little import export
Makin? enough just to cover my costs
And I?m losin? my hair and I?m losin? my teeth
But I?m tryin? to keep my grip
And live to see one more day
Without makin? any stupid slips
You know I could have played the game man
And just done what I was told
But I guess I was born just a little bit
Out of control
Baby gets done in there, I?m gonna
Take her for a little ride
Cruise up into the mountains
Park the car and get a little high
?Cause baby likes to look at the shootin? stars
And make wishes as they fly by
And I like lookin? down at the city
From way up there in the sky
Then I pull baby close to me
When it starts gettin? cold
Close my eyes for a little while and let the world
Dave Alvin
(Blue Horn Toad Music, BMI, Administered by Bug Music)
Well I'm leavin' this mornin' baby
Gonna ride that new highway
Yeah I'm leavin' this mornin' baby
Gonna ride that new highway
And the more you cry the more you gonna drive me away.
I ain't got no family
Ain't got no wife or no child
I ain't got no family
Ain't got no wife, no child
Ain't got no religion, I'm just out here runnin' wild.
Well a rich man's got money
And a poor man's only got his soul
Yeah rich man's got the money baby
Poor boy only got his soul
But I got this new highway and I don't care where I go.
Well this new highway baby
Takes me from town to town
Yeah this new highway baby
Takes me from town to town
Where some sweet angel always lets me lay down.
Well my Kansas woman's got
Skin as white as snow
Yeah my Kansas City baby's got
Skin as white as snow
But my Deep Ellum woman's got hair as black as coal.
Well your lovers will leave you baby
Good friends will come and go
Yeah your lovers will leave you baby
Good friends come and go
But this new highway's the best friend I've ever known.
Now the gold sun's settin' baby
Silver moon on the rise
Yeah the gold sun's settin' baby
Silver moon on the rise
I'll never swim Kern River again
It was there that I met him
There that I lost my best friend
Now I live in the mountains
I drifted up here with the wind
And I may drown in still water
But I'll never swim Kern River again
He grew up in an oil town
But that gusher never came in
And the river was a boundary
Where my darling and I used to swim
One night in the moonlight
The swiftness swept his life away
Now I live on Lake Shasta
And Lake Shasta is where I will stay
There's the South San Joaquin
Where the seeds of the dust bowl are found
And there's a place called Mt. Whitney
From where the mighty Kern River comes down
Now it's not deep nor wide
But it's a mean piece of water my friend
And I may cross on the highway
But I'll never swim Kern River again
I'll never swim Kern River again
It was there that I met him
There that I lost my best friend
Now I live in the mountains
I drifted up here with the wind
And I may drown in still water
But I'll never swim Kern River again
I'll never swim Kern River again
It was there that I met him
There that I lost my best friend
Now I live in the mountains
I drifted up here with the wind
And I may cross on the highway
But I'll never swim Kern River again
VERSE 1
When I was young my mother told me
She said son take your time
Don't fall in love too quickly
Before you know your mind
She held me around the shoulders
And in a voice soft and kind
She said love can make you happy
And love can rob you blind
CHORUS
Here in California fruit hangs heavy on the vines
There's no gold I thought I'd warn you
And the hills turn brown in the summertime
VERSE 2
Will I may learn to love you
But I can't say when
This morning we were strangers
Tonight we're only friends
But I'll take the time to know you
I'll take the time to see
There's nothing that I won't show you
If you take your time with me
CHORUS
Here in California fruit hangs heavy on the vines
There's no gold I thought I'd warn you
But the hills turn brown in the summertime
SOLO
Its an old familiar story
Its an old familiar rhyme
To everything there is a season
To every purpose there's a time
Time to love and come together
Time when love longs for a name
A time for questions that we can't answer
But we ask them just the same
CHORUS
Here in California fruit hangs heavy on the vines
There's no gold I thought I'd warn you
But the hills turn brown in the summertime
There's no gold I thought I'd warn you
I was born Everett Ruess
I've been dead for sixty years
I was just a young boy in my twenties
The day I disappeared
Into the Grand Escalante Badlands
Near the Utah and Arizona line
And they never found my body, boys
Or understood my mind
I grew up in California
And I loved my family and my home
But I ran away to the High Sierra
Where I could live free and alone
And folks said, ?He?s just another wild kid
He?ll grow out of it in time?
But they never found my body, boys
Or understood my mind
I broke broncos with the cowboys
I sang healing songs with the Navajo
I did the snake dance with the Hopi
And I drew pictures everywhere I go
Then I swapped all my drawings for provisions
To get what I needed to get by
And they never found my body, boys
Or understood my mind
Well I hate your crowded cities
With the sad and hopeless mobs
And I hate your grand cathedrals
Where you try to trap God
?Cause I know God is here in the canyons
With the rattlesnakes and the pinon pines
And they never found my body, boys
Or understood my mind
They say I was killed by a drifter
Or I froze to death in the snow
Maybe mauled by a wildcat
Or I?m livin? down in Mexico
But my end, it doesn?t really matter
All that counts is how you live your life
And they never found my body, boys
Or understood my mind
But you give your dreams away as you get older
And oh but I never gave up mine
And they?ll never find my body, boys
Dave Alvin
(Blue Horn Toad Music, BMI, Administered by Bug Music)
Standin' barefoot in your kitchen door
Listenin' to the soft evenin' rain
Watchin' you dryin' off from your shower
You look at me like you don't know my name
Then you heat the coffee on the stove
Pull the cup down from the shelf
And slowly turn your back on me
As I sing a blues song to myself.
Yeah I wish that I could hold you baby
But you seem so far away
Yeah I wish that I could kiss you baby
But I've run out of sweet words to say
And I wish that I could hear
Yeah I wish that I could hear
The blues you sing to yourself.
Now all the makeup is washed off your face
And your hair is slicked back wet
You hung the dress up you wore last night
And changed the sheets on your bed
All the promises you whispered to me
I guess they're meant for someone else
Cause all I hear is the soft evenin' rain
And the blues that I sing to myself.
Yeah I wish that I could hold you baby
But you seem so far away
Yeah I wish that I could kiss you baby
But I've run out of sweet words to say
And I wish that I could hear
Oh I wish that I could hear
The blues you sing to yourself
The blues you sing to yourself.
Now would you care if I walked out this door
Baby I can't really tell
Our eyes meet but we just look away
And sing our blues to ourselves.
Yeah I wish that could hold you baby
But you seem so far away
Yeah I wish that I could kiss you baby
But I've run out of sweet words to say
And I wish that I could hear
Yeah I wish that I could hear
The blues you sing
The blues
Dave Alvin
(Blue Horn Toad Music, BMI, Administered by Bug Music)
There's a greyhound bus
Leavin' the great Northwest
Takin' her tonight
Back down south to Texas
She's been dancing' on tables
To pay rent and be able
To just get by and maybe stay clean.
Abilene, Abilene
Abilene, Abilene.
Well her daddy'd get drunk
Then he'd hit her hard
And her mama'd lie in bed
High on pills and talkin' to God
But like her beautiful tattoos
These old memories she can't lose
Since she ran away at fifteen.
Abilene, Abilene
There's a town ahead that you've never seen
Maybe it's better if you get off there and try to
Forget everything
Abilene.
Starin' out the window
At the long cold night
Ahead on the horizon
Is another string of bright lights
She's dreamin' of a man she's goin' to meet
In a bar on an Austin street
Maybe this one won't be so mean.
Abilene, Abilene
There's a town ahead that you've never seen
And maybe it's better if you get off there and try to
Forget everything
Abilene.
In a Texas bar there's a man sittin' alone
Thinkin' of a girl he swore he'd wait there for
But he's drinkin' beers and he's feelin' old
Rememberin' every lie he's told
'Til he changes his mind and he leaves.
Abilene, Abilene
There's a town ahead that you've never seen
Maybe it's better if you get off there and try to
Forget everything
Abilene, Abilene
He had a blue wing tattooed on his shoulder
Well it might have been a blue bird I don't know
But he gets stone drunk and talks about Alaska
The salmon boats and 45 below
He said he got that blue wing up in Walla Walla
Where his cellmate there was Little Willy John
And Willy he was once a great blues singer
And winging Willy wrote him up a song
He said It's dark in here can't see the sky
But I look at this blue wing and I close my eyes
And I fly away beyond these walls
Up above the clouds where the rain don't fall
On a poor man's dreams.
They paroled Blue Wing in August, of 1963
And he moved on picking apples to the town of Wenatchee
Then winter finally caught him in a run down trailer
park
On the South side of Seattle where the days grow gray
and dark
And he drank and he dreamt of visions when the salmon
still ran free
And his fathers, fathers crossed that wild old Bering
And the land belonged to everyone and there were old
songs yet to sing
Now it's narrowed down to a cheap hotel and a tattooed
prison wing
He said It's dark in here can't see the sky
But I look at this blue wing and I close my eyes
And I fly away beyond these walls
Up above the clouds where the rain don't fall
On a poor man's dreams.
Well he drank his way to LA And that's where he died
But no one knew his Christian name and there was no one
there to cry
But I dreamt there was a service A preacher and a cheap
pine box
And half way through the service Blue wing began to
talk
He said It's dark in here can't see the sky
But I look at this blue wing and I close my eyes
And then I fly away beyond these walls
Up above the clouds where the rain don't fall
On a poor man's dreams.
Yeah yeah On a poor man's dreams
Now you're gone, and it's hotels and whiskey and sad-
luck dames
And I don't care if they miss me, cause I never
remember their names
They say if you get far enough away, you'll be on your
way back home
Well, I'm down at the station, but I can't get on the
train
It Must be blind love, the only kind of love is stone
blind love
It must Blind love, the only kind of love is stone
blind love
It must be blind love, the olny kind of love is, stone
blind love
It's blind love, Stoned blind love
Now the street's turning blue, the dogs are barking and
the night has come
And the tears are falling baby from your blue eyes now
Well I wonder where you are and I whisper your name
The only way to find you baby is if I close my eyes
But I'll find you with my blind love, its the only kind
of love, stone blind love
I'll find you with my blind love
I'll find you with my stone blind love
Its must be blind love, the only kind of love is stone
blind love
Blind love, Stone blind love
Blind love, the only kind of love is, stone blind love
Blind love, I'll find you with my stone blind love
Yea Blind love, the only kind of love is stone blind
love
Baby black sky, black sky is all I see
Yeah, baby black sky, black sky is all I see
Please stand beside me baby
Shine your light for me
Well, I been all around the world, ain?t nothin? I ain?t seen
From the Mekong river to the San Joaquin
I made it down to Helena but it?s just a ghost town
And I got to Jackson but they tore old Jackson down
Yeah, I been around the world
Black sky is all I see
Why don?t you stand beside me baby?
Shine your light for me
Baby, well I went to the graveyard
To see my friend one last time, people gathered ?round
Some were prayin, some were cryin?
They were talkin? about heaven and the final judgement day
But all I could do was say goodbye to him turn and walk away
Yeah, I went to the graveyard
But black sky was all I seen
Please stand beside me baby
Shine your light for me
I wake up every mornin?, try the best I can
To make it one more day in a world I don?t understand
Now the sun baby?s shinin? but there?s darkness on the land
And I can?t find my way baby unless you take my hand
Yeah I, I wake up every mornin? baby
Black sky is all I see
Please stand beside me baby
Shine your light for me
Yeah, black sky
Black sky is all I see
Please shine your light pretty baby
Sundown on the San Joaquim
An old woman walks home from work
Another day in the fields another day in the dirt
She lights a sacred candle
Next to a faded photograph
And she says a prayer for a man
Who fell between the cracks
She stares at the photo of a young man
Who caused so much pain
In countless twelve round blood baths
Kid Hey Zeus was his name
He was the pride of the valley
Until the night he stayed down on his back
When he took the dive he disappeared
Down between the cracks
She said Jesus born a poor boy
On the wrong side of the tracks
He rose again but not before
He fell between the tracks
She re-reads all the letters
That he wrote her from L.A
He said please don't worry about me
I'll come back again someday
But she hears the other stories
Whispered behind her back
About a shooting in a grocery store
Somewhere between the cracks
She said Jesus born a poor boy
On the wrong side of the tracks
He rose again but not before
He fell between the tracks
Sunrise on the San Joaquim
An old woman walks off to work
Another day in the fields another day in the dirt
She looks around at all the children
Dropping rich mens fruit in the sacks
And she says a prayer for everyone
Trapped between the cracks
She said Jesus born a poor boy
On the wrong side of the tracks
He rose again but not before
He fell between the tracks
He rose again but not before
Well when I was a young boy, I used to slip away
Down to the ashgrove to hear the old blues men play
There was big Joe and lightnin' and reverend Gary too
Well I'd sit and stare and dream of doin' what they could do
Well it's been thirty years since the ashgrove burned down
And I'm out on this highway travelin' town to town
Tryin' to make a livin', tryin' to pay the rent
Tryin' to figure out where my life went
I wanna go back to the ashgrove
That's where I come from
I wanna go back to the ashgrove
That's where I belong
Well you don't have to go searchin', pretend to put on airs
'Cause the blues are gonna find you someday, somewhere
Now my mother's gone, now my fathers gone
And all the old blues men have all passed on
And I'm out on this highway travelin' town to town
Settin' up my gear and then I'm tearin' it down
Turnin' up my guitar, standin' up on the stage
I'm just tryin' to raise the ghosts up out of their graves
I wanna go back to the ashgrove
That's where I come from
Yeah I wanna go back to the ashgrove
That's where I belong
Well I can't say I been all sinner, can't say I been all saint
I've done some good deeds and I've made big mistakes
I've been in and out of love, said words I regret
I've been drunk, been sober smoked too many cigarettes
And I'm out on this highway travelin' town to town
And the news on the radio just brings me down
Intolerance and fear, ignorance and lies
It's the same old same old I heard a million times
And I'm thinkin' of friends and lovers and how they come and go
Like look-alike houses on the side of the road
Full of everyday people tryin' to get ahead
Tryin' to find a reason just to get out of bed
'Cause we all need somethin' just to get us through
Well I'm gonna play the blues tonight man
'Cause that's what I do
I'm goin' back to the ashgrove
That's where I come from
I'm goin' back to the ashgrove
One more midnight, her man is still gone
The nights move too slow
She tries to remember the heat of his touch
While listening to the Border Radio
She calls toll-free and requests an old song
Something they used to know
She prays to herself that wherever he is,
He's listening to the Border Radio
This song comes from nineteen sixty-two
Dedicated to a man who's gone
Fifty thousand watts out of Mexico
This is the Border Radio
This is the Border Radio
She thinks of her son, asleep in his room
And how her man won't see him grow
She thinks of her life and she hopes for a change
While listening to the Border Radio
This song comes from nineteen sixty-two
Dedicated to a man who's gone
Fifty thousand watts out of Mexico
This is the Border Radio
This is the Border Radio
They play her tune but she can't concentrate
She wonders why he had to go
One more midnight and her man is still gone
She's listening to the Border Radio
This song comes from nineteen sixty-two
Dedicated to a man who's gone
Fifty thousand watts out of Mexico
This is the Border Radio
Little surfer, little one
Made my heart come all undone
Do you love me, do you surfer girl?
Surfer girl, my little surfer girl
I have watched you on the shore
Standing by the ocean's roar
Do you love me, do you surfer girl?
Surfer girl, surfer girl
[Incomprehensible]
Everywhere I go
So I say from me to you, beautiful say it aloud
I will make your dreams come true
Do you love me, do you surfer?
Surfer girl, my little surfer girl
Well, surfer girl, my little surfer girl
Marie Marie
Playing guitar on the back porch
I sit in my car
While she sings so sad
Marie Marie
Marie Marie
It's so lonely in these farmlands
Please come with me
To the bright lights downtown
Marie Marie
I said, "Hey, pretty girl
Don't you understand
I just want to be your lovin' man"
Marie Marie
The sun is down in the corn fields
The evening is dark
And you sing so sad
Marie Marie
Marie Marie
I got two weeks in back pay
There's gas in my car
And your folks say I must go
Marie Marie
I said, "Hey, pretty girl
Don't you understand
I just want to be your lovin' man"
Marie Marie
Playing guitar on the back porch
I leave in my car
While you sing so sad
One more midnight, her man is still gone
The nights move too slow
She tries to remember the heat of his touch
While listening to the Border Radio
She calls toll-free and requests an old song
Something they used to know
She prays to herself that wherever he is,
He's listening to the Border Radio
This song comes from nineteen sixty-two
Dedicated to a man who's gone
Fifty thousand watts out of Mexico
This is the Border Radio
This is the Border Radio
She thinks of her son, asleep in his room
And how her man won't see him grow
She thinks of her life and she hopes for a change
While listening to the Border Radio
This song comes from nineteen sixty-two
Dedicated to a man who's gone
Fifty thousand watts out of Mexico
This is the Border Radio
This is the Border Radio
They play her tune but she can't concentrate
She wonders why he had to go
One more midnight and her man is still gone
She's listening to the Border Radio
This song comes from nineteen sixty-two
Dedicated to a man who's gone
Fifty thousand watts out of Mexico
This is the Border Radio
Well, I left my home and my one true love
East of the Ohio River
My father said we'd never wed
For I had me no gold nor silver
But my darling dear, please shed no tears
But I think that it's fair to warn you
That I return to claim your hand
As the King of California
Over deserts hot and mountains cold
I traveled the Indian country
Whispering your name under lonesome skies
Remembering my only company
But my darling dear, please have no fear
For I think that it's fair to warn you
That I return to claim your hand
As the King of California
I went up from Sacramento town
To the Sierra gold fields
And I worked my stake on a riverbank
Dreaming just how a rich man feels
Now my darling dear, listen here
For I think that it's fair to warn you
That I return to claim your hand
As the King of California
Now, the dead man's lying at my feet
Who tried to steal my earnings
Yet, I still recall your tender kiss
Though this bullet in my chest is burning
But my darling dear, please have no fear
For I think that it's fair to warn you
That I return to claim your hand
As the King of California
That I return to claim your hand
There's a barn burning, baby
There's a barn burning, baby
No, I can't say who's to blame
There's a barn burning, baby
There's a barn burning, baby
No, I can't say who's to blame
No one knows who did it, baby
And you'd best not ask my name
Better close your windows
Better close your windows
Better stay right in your bed
Better close your windows
Better close your windows
Lock your doors, and stay in bed
'Cause there's a barn burning, baby
And they say somebody's dead
There's an evil in this land
Good man's in prison
Good man's in prison
And a bad man runs free
Good man's in prison
Good man's in prison
And a bad man runs free
There's a barn burning, baby
Best not say you spoke to me
'Cause there's an evil in this land
The rich get richer
The rich get richer
And the poor, they just stay poor
The rich get richer
The rich get richer
And the poor, they just stay poor
Oh, there's a barn burning, baby
Guess you won't see me no more
Oh, there's an evil in this land
Yes, there's an evil in this land
There's a barn burning, baby
There's a barn burning, baby
Her:
Goodbye was the last word
You said to me.
Him:
That was so long ago
Would you forgive me, please?
Her:
Did you get my letters?
Read them at all?
Him:
You know I'm no good at writing.
But, I've been meaning to call.
Her:
I saw your new love.
She looks a little like me.
Him:
She looks like an angel.
If that's what you mean.
But we've had some troubles
And, I've been thinking of you.
Her:
Well, if you're asking to come back
Tell me what will you do?
Will you say goodbye again?
Goodbye again?
Do you really want me?
Or do you just need a friend?
My arms long to hold you.
Feel the warmth of your skin.
But it would hurt me too much
to hear goodbye again.
Him:
Well, I promise that this time
My love will be true.
Baby, I promise I'll always
to be here just for you.
Her:
I want to believe it.
I wish I could try.
But the last word you tell me
Is always goodbye.
Him:
Goodbye was the last word
Well, I left my home and my one true love
East of the Ohio River
My father said we'd never wed
For I had me no gold nor silver
But my darling dear, please shed no tears
But I think that it's fair to warn you
That I return to claim your hand
As the King of California
Over deserts hot and mountains cold
I traveled the Indian country
Whispering your name under lonesome skies
Remembering my only company
But my darling dear, please have no fear
For I think that it's fair to warn you
That I return to claim your hand
As the King of California
I went up from Sacramento town
To the Sierra gold fields
And I worked my stake on a riverbank
Dreaming just how a rich man feels
Now my darling dear, listen here
For I think that it's fair to warn you
That I return to claim your hand
As the King of California
Now, the dead man's lying at my feet
Who tried to steal my earnings
Yet, I still recall your tender kiss
Though this bullet in my chest is burning
But my darling dear, please have no fear
For I think that it's fair to warn you
That I return to claim your hand
As the King of California
That I return to claim your hand
Well, I left my home and my one true love
East of the Ohio River
My father said we'd never wed
For I had me no gold nor silver
But my darling dear, please shed no tears
But I think that it's fair to warn you
That I return to claim your hand
As the King of California
Over deserts hot and mountains cold
I traveled the Indian country
Whispering your name under lonesome skies
Remembering my only company
But my darling dear, please have no fear
For I think that it's fair to warn you
That I return to claim your hand
As the King of California
I went up from Sacramento town
To the Sierra gold fields
And I worked my stake on a riverbank?
Dreaming just how a rich man feels
Now my darling dear, listen here
For I think that it's fair to warn you
That I return to claim your hand
As the King of California
Now the dead man's lying at my feet
Who tried to steal my earnings
Yet I still recall your tender kiss
Though this bullet in my chest is burning
But my darling dear, please have no fear
For I think that it's fair to warn you
That I return to claim your hand
As the King of California
That I return to claim your hand
When I do things my way for pride or for show
Deep down within me, I know, yes, I know
When I hurt others with things I say or do
With remorse, my voice calls out to you
It's me, Lord, I'm asking what I'm worth
Just a man made from clay to return to the earth
Through shame, I hear you whisper you may walk through down in Hell
But faith can still move mountains, amazing grace has never failed
When I want to do right, I do wrong anyway
But Jesus, I love you always, yes, always
You made it alone on Calvary, and you hold my hand
Alone, I can't make it, but with you, I can
It's me, Lord, I'm asking what I'm worth
Just a man made from clay to return to the earth
Through shame, I hear you whisper you may walk through down in Hell
Who will take the coal from the mines?
Who will take the salt from the earth?
Who'll take the leaf and grow it to a tree?
Don't look now, it ain't you or me
Who will work the fields with his hands?
Who will put his back to the plow?
Who'll take the mountain and give it to the sea?
Don't look now, it ain't you or me
Don't look now, someone's done your starving
Don't look now, someone's done your praying
Who will make the shoes for your feet?
Who will make the clothes that you wear?
Who'll take the promise that you don't have to keep?
Don't look now, it ain't you or me
Who'll take the promise that you don't have to keep?
I was born by a river, but it was paved with cement
Yeah I was born by a river, but it was paved with cement
Still I stand out in that old dry river, and wish that I was soaking wet
Someday it's gonna rain, someday it's gonna pour
Someday this old dry river, it well, won't be dry anymore
I played in the orange groves, 'til they bulldozed the trees
I played in the orange groves, 'til they bulldozed down all the trees
Now I stand out in those dead stumps, and I smell the blossoms on the leaves
Someday it's gonna rain, someday it's gonna pour
Someday those old dead trees, won't be dead anymore
I fell in love with a woman, but she did not love me
Well, I fell in love with you baby, but you did not love me
Now I'm as dry as that old river, and I'm as dead as those old trees
Someday it's gonna rain, someday it's gonna pour
Someday this old heart of mine's gonna fall in love once more
Someday it's gonna rain, someday it's gonna pour
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