Coming up this Saturday ... Jim Gleason's Little People - Part 2
Songs:Rock, Salt & Nails (123632)
From WWR
Contents |
Trivia, story behind the song, etc.
Lyrics
On the banks of the river Where the willow hangs down On the wild washing waters With that low mourning sound Down in the hollow Where the water runs cold It was there I first listened To the lies that you told Now I lie on my bed And I see your sweet face The past I remember Time can't erase The letter you wrote me Was written in shame And I know that your conscience Still echoes my name Now the nights are so alone And my sorrow runs deep And nothing is worth for you and me One more night without sleep I woke up alone I take a look at my sky Too empty to sing Too lonely to cry If you ladies were blackbirds And you ladies were thrushes I'd lie there for hours In them cold chilly marshes But if ladies were squirrels With them high bushy tails I'd fill up my shotgun With rock, salt, and nails I'd fill up my shotgun With rock, salt, and nails by: Utah Phillips
Listener comments about Rock, Salt & Nails (123632)
Tags
 | Folk 5,968 items |
 | Vocal duo 760 items |
 | Acoustic 10,033 items |
 | Acoustic guitar 9,930 items |
| The information below this box is from the Whole Wheat Radio databases and cannot be changed by editing this page. You can add to or edit everything above this box by clicking the "edit" link in the row of tabs at the top of the page. To add music to the library see information for artists. |
| |||||
on the album
|
|
Listener rankings: 5 stars=Redsy ♦ Atuuschaaw ♦ BlueRidge ♦ RickHap ♦ Kazookid ♦ Hexaba ♦ Kelli ♦ Kimchifox ♦ OldGowl 3 stars=JC ♦ Pyrite ♦ Mert |
|||
