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Saint John the Gambler
03:20
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Saint John the Gambler
When she had twenty years she turned to her mother
saying Mother, I know that you'll grieve
but I've given my soul to St John the gambler
tomorrow comes time leave
for the hills cannot hold back my sorrow forever
and dead men lay deep 'round the door
of the only salvation that's mine for the asking
so mother, think on me no more
winter held high round the mountains breast
and the cold of a thousand snows
lay heaped upon the forests leaf
but she dressed in calico
for a gambler likes his women fancy
fancy she would be
and the fire of her longing would keep way the cold
and her dress was a sight to see
but the road was long beneath the feet
she followed her frozen breath
in search of a certain St John the gambler
stumbling to her death
she heard his daughter right down from the mountains
and danced with her mothers tears
to a funeral drawn a calico
'neath the cross of twenty years
To a funeral drawn a calico
'neath the cross of twenty years
(Music and lyrics: Townes Van Zandt).
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The Spectre
02:35
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The Spectre
Where the street becomes a wall
the spectre fell against it
without a cry or a wail
here in the darkness
his black and green will ram
there's no more lack of conscience
that isn't due a plan
oh, the spectre
the spectre had no food
the spectre wasn't guilt
he had no light, he had no light
his shadow overspilled
and 'cross the rugged ranges
of kerbs and broken minds
the spectre wasn't finished
the spectre was the night
oh, the spectre
behold the shining silver
of a coin held in your hand
the spectre isn't greedy
he recalls he is a man
while all through the midnight
oppression only cries
see, oh see the spectre
caught for the compromise
oh, the spectre
oh, the spectre
(Music and lyrics: Jackson C. Frank).
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Alone & Forsaken
02:48
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Alone & Forsaken
We met in the springtime when blossoms unfold
the pastures were green and the meadows were gold
our love was in flower as summer grew on
her love like the leaves now has withered and gone
the roses have faded, there's frost at my door
the birds in the morning don't sing anymore
the grass in the valley is starting to die
and out in the darkness the whippoorwills cry
alone and forsaken by fate and by man
oh Lord, if you hear me, please hold to my hand
oh, please understand
oh, where has she gone to? Oh, where can she be?
she may have forsaken some other like me
she promised to honor, to love, and obey
each vow was a plaything that she threw away
the darkness is falling, the sky has turned gray
a hound in the distance is starting to bey
I wonder, I wonder what she's thinking of
forsaken, forgotten without any love
alone and forsaken by fate and by man
oh Lord, if you hear me, please hold to my hand
oh, please understand
(Music and lyrics: Hank Williams).
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The End
02:20
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The End
It's the end, friend of mine
it's the end, friend of mine
time is over where we could simply say I love you
now you opened the door
leave me crying
trying to embrace you again
trying to face this damn situation
I can't
it's the end, friend of mine
it's the end, sweet friend of mine
dear friend, I cannot tell the reasons why we started well
good time, give me some wine when you open the door
you seem hurt, don't try to speak a word to me
what on earth could really go wrong with you and me?
yet its the end, friend of mine
it's the end, sweet friend of mine
time seems to be over where we could simply say I love you
now you opened the door
I feel cold
wakened, I hold you in my arms
told you that life is short but love is old
it's the end, friend of mine
it's the end, sweet friend
(Music and lyrics: Sibylle Baier).
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