1. |
The River
04:04
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I've done a bad thing it's okay
I'm going down to the river today
And the river's gonna wash my sins away
Till I'm born again tomorrow
Oh to get over my head
Make me forget my sorrow
I'm going down to the river alone
Don't tell mama and daddy I'm gone
And if they cry when I don't come home
Just lie and tell them I'm funnin'
Whoa to get out of my eyes
Into the river wide I'm runnin'
And I can't swim
But it's alright
'Cause all my sin will drag me down even if I could
And if it weren't for him and the love that night
I'd be living for the light like a good girl should
'Cause a good girl should
This old town'll have my skin
I can't speak the trouble I'm in
So if I don't come back again
Go lie beneath the willow
'Cause where I carved my name
Is where my soul will remain
And I'll still know
Lord, and I can't swim
But it's alright
'Cause all my sin will drag me down even if I could
And if it weren't for him and the love that night
I'd be living for the light like a good girl should
'Cause a good girl should
When I meet the Lord so kind
I'm gonna give him a piece of my mind
And I'll tell him I wanna know why oh why,
When he's so damned forgivin'
My daddy won't look in my eyes
Momma knows the lies I'm living
Oh, I can't swim
But it's alright
'Cause all my sin will drag me down even if I could
And if it weren't for him and the love that night
I'd be living for the light like a good girl should
....As a good girl should [fade]
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2. |
The Fable
04:50
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In the cold of the night,
In the forest so still,
He's breathing in time
With a heart that is longing
To run with his own.
But he knows he can’t
Run with his own.
Cause he knows that
He left her alone
For some sense of belonging.
Ooooooooo
In the shadows of fate,
Lying perfectly still,
She looks to the moon
As her tear drops are falling.
She tries to let go.
Knowing well that she’ll
Never let go.
Holding on to glimmer of hope
Every night while he's calling.
Ooooooooo
Silenced by guilt
And the chains of his past,
It’s broken his will
'Till he’s no longer trying.
How could he know?
She was listening but
How could he know?
From the moment she
Thought he'd let go
She has never stopped crying...
Ooooooooo
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3. |
Eli, The Barrow Boy
04:18
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Eli, the Barrow Boy, from the old town
Sells coal and marigolds and he cries out all down the day
Below the Tamarac she is crying
Corn cobs and candle wax for the buying, all down the day
Would I could afford to buy my love a fine robe
Made of gold and silk Arabian thread
She is dead and gone and lying in a pine grove
And I must push my barrow all the day
And I must push my barrow all the day
Eli, the Barrow Boy, when they found him
Dressed all in corduroy, he had drowned in the river down the way
They laid his body down in a churchyard
But still when the moon is out, with his pushcart,
He calls down the day
Would I could afford to buy my love a fine gown
Made of gold and silk Arabian thread
But I am dead and gone and lying in a church ground
But still I push my barrow all the day
So I push my barrow all the day
Oooh....
So I push my barrow all the day....
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4. |
One Silver Dollar
02:38
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One silver dollar
Bright silver dollar
Changing hands
Changing hands
Endlessly rolling
Wasted and stolen
Changing hands
Changing hands
Spent for a beer he's drinking
Won by a gambler's lust
Pierced by an outlaw's bullet
And lost in the blood red dust
One silver dollar
One silver dollar
Changing hands
Changing hands
Love is a shining dollar
Bright as a church bell's chime
Gambled and spent, and wasted
And lost in a dart of time
Ooooh....
One silver dollar
One silver dollar
Changing hearts
Changing lives
Changing hands
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5. |
Sullivan's Letter
04:30
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Sullivan Ballou,
July of 1861,
Wrote to his wife
And seven odd days later
He lost his life
In the First Battle of Bull Run.
And the letter read….
When the breeze
Brushes against your cheek,
Heaven is sending you
My breath.
Oh, my Sarah, dear,
Do not mourn me dead.
Think I am gone and wait for me,
For we shall meet again.
My love for you is deathless.
Unlike the flesh of men,
So if my love of country
Leaves me breathless
And I cannot write you, my love, again,
Remember….
When the breeze
Brushes against your cheek,
Heaven is sending you
My breath.
Oh, my Sarah, dear,
Do not mourn me dead.
Think I am gone and wait for me,
For we shall meet again.
And our future lies
In ashes.
And Sarah, you must rise
From ashes.
When the breeze
Brushes against your cheek,
Heaven is sending you
My breath.
When the breeze
Brushes against your cheek,
Heaven is sending you
My breath.
Oh, my Sarah....
Wait for me, for we shall meet again.
Sullivan....
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