Gillian Welch : The Harrow And The Harvest

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Buddy I went down to Scarlet Town, ain't never been there before

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You slept on a feather bed and I slept on the floor Now I don't mind a mean ol' town and drinking my coffee cold But the things I seen in Scarlet Town did mortify my soul

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Look at the deep well, look at that dark grave

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Ringing that iron bell in Scarlet Town today Now I sent some time in New Orleans and Cairo by the bend But Scarlet Town brought me down lower that I've ever been Look at the deep well, look at that dark grave Ringing that iron bell in Scarlet Town today On the day I came to Scarlet Town you promised I'd be your bride Well you left me here to rot away, like Polly on the mountainside Look at the deep well, look at that dark grave Ringing that iron bell in Scarlet Town today Now you may hide in Scarlet Town for a hundred years or more But the man who knows what time it is knocking at your door So fare thee well my own true love, if you ever see me around I'll be looking through a telescope from here to Scarlet Town Look at the deep well, look at that dark grave Ringing that iron bell in scarlet town today

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Take me and love me, if you want me

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Don't ever treat me unkind

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'Cause I've had that trouble already

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And it left me with a dark turn of mind Now I see the bones in the river And I feel the wind through the pine And I hear the shadows a-calling To a girl with a dark turn of mind

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But oh ain't the nighttime so lovely to see?

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And don't all the night birds sing sweetly?

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You'll never know how happy I'll be

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When the sun's going down And leave me if I'm feeling too lonely Full as the fruit on the vine You know, some girls are bright as the morning And some have a dark turn of mind You know, some girls are bright as the morning And some girls are blessed with a dark turn of mind

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I lost you a while ago, still I don't know why

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I can't say your name without a crow flying by

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Gotta watch my back now that you turned me around

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Got me walking backwards into my hometown

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Throw me a rope on the rolling tide

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What did you want it to be?

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You said it's him or me

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The way you made it, that's the way it will be We were seven years on the Burma shore with Gatling guns and paint Working the lowlands door-to-door, like a Latter-Day Saint And then you turned me out at the top of the stair You took all the glory that you just couldn't share I've never been so disabused, I've never been so mad I've never been served anything that tasted so bad You might need a friend any day now, any day Oh, my brother, be careful, you are drifting away Throw me a rope on the rolling tide What did you want it to be? You said it's him or me The way you made it, that's the way it will be

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The way you made it, that's the way it will be

Capo:

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Becky Johnson bought the farm, put a needle in her arm

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That's the way that it goes, that's the way

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And her brother laid her down in the cold Kentucky ground

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That's the way that it goes, that's the way

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Em

That's the way that it goes

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Everybody's buying little baby clothes

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That's the way that it ends

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Though there was a time when she and I were friends Well, Miranda ran away, took her cat and left LA That's the way that it goes, that's the way She was busted, broke and flat, and had to sell that pussycat That's the way that it goes, that's the way That's the way that it goes Everybody's buying little baby clothes That's the way that it ends Though there was a time when he and I were friends See the brightest ones of all, early in October fall That's the way that it goes, that's the way While the dark ones go to bed with good whiskey in their heads That's the way that it goes, that's the way Now Billy Joe's back in the tank, you tell Musso, I'll tell Frank That's the way that it goes, that's the way Did he throw her down a well, did she leave him for that swell? That's the way that it goes, that's the way That's the way that it goes Everybody's buying little baby clothes That's the way that it ends Though there was a time when all of us were friends When you lay me down to rest, leave a pistol in my vest That's the way that it goes, that's the way Do you miss my gentle touch, did I hurt you very much? That's the way that it goes, that's the way That's the way that it goes Everybody's buying little baby clothes That's the way that it ends Though there was a time when you and I were friends

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I kissed you 'cause I've never been an angel

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I learned to say hosannas on my knees

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But they threw me out of Sunday school when I was nine

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And the sisters said I did just as I pleased Even so I try to be a good girl It's only what I want that makes me weak I had no desire to be a child of sin Then you went and pressed your whiskers to my cheek

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Fa la la la, fa la la lee

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Now let me go, my honey oh

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Back to Tennessee

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It's beef steak when I'm working

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Whiskey when I'm dry

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Sweet heaven when I die

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Now I've tried drinking rye and gamblin' Dancing with damnation is a ball But of all the little ways I've found to hurt myself Well you might be my favorite one of all Fa la la la, fa la la lee Now let me go, my honey oh Back to Tennessee It's beef steak when I'm working Whiskey when I'm dry Sweet heaven when I die Why can't I go and live the life rightly? Why can't I go back home to apple pie? 'Cause your affront to my virtue was a touch too much But you left a little twinkle in my eye Fa la la la, fa la la lee Now let me go, my honey oh Back to Tennessee It's beef steak when I'm working Whiskey when I'm dry Sweet heaven when I die Now some will come confessing of transgressions Some will come confessing of their love You were there strumming on your gay guitar You were trying to tell me something with your thumb Fa la la la, fa la la lee Now let me go, my honey oh Back to Tennessee It's beef steak when I'm working Whiskey when I'm dry Sweet heaven when I die It's beef steak when I'm working Whiskey when I'm dry Sweet heaven when I die It's beef steak when I'm working Whiskey when I'm dry Sweet heaven when I die

Capo:

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Way down in Dixie, oh do they miss me

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Down along the Dixie Line

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Banjos a-strummin', horseflies a-hummin'

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Ripe melons on the vine

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The gold and the gray, we'd sing "look away"

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Way down along the Dixie Line I spent my childhood walking the wildwood Down along the Dixie Line Freight trains a-squallin', highballs a-ballin' Four engines at a time I was so happy with Momma and Pappy Down along the Dixie Line

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Can't you hear those drivers wail?

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Can't you see those bright rails shine?

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Gonna catch that Fireball Mail

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Leave the north land far behind

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A river of whiskey flows down in Dixie Down along the Dixie Line They pulled up the tracks now, I can't go back now Can't hardly keep from crying Oh, do they miss me way down in Dixie Down along the Dixie Line Can't you hear those drivers wail? Can't you see those bright rails shine? Wanna catch that Fireball Mail Leave the north land far behind Down along the Dixie Line

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Six white horses coming two by two

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Six white horses coming two by two

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Coming for my mother, no matter how I love her

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Six white horses coming two by two Whoa now, horses, easy on the wheels Whoa now, horses, easy on the wheels So broken-hearted, up now they started Whoa now, horses, easy on the wheels See them horses pulling on a rein See them horses pulling on a rein Sunshine and Sorrow, Yesterday, Tomorrow Bedlam and Barlow, Billy are their names Some bright morning, what will you see? Some bright morning, what will you see? Some bright morning looking on it coming Some bright morning, what will you see? There's six white horses coming after me Six white horses coming after me Pretty as a picture, certain as the scripture Six white horses coming after me

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There was a Camptown man who used to plow and sing

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He loved that mule and the mule loved him

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When the day got long as it does about now

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I'd hear him singing to his muley cow

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Calling come on my sweet old girl

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I'd bet the whole damn world

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We're gonna make it yet to the end of the row

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Singing hard times ain't gonna rule my mind

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Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind, Bessie

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Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind

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No more He said it's a big old world, heavy in need That big machine is just a-picking up speed We're supping on tears and we're supping on wine But we all get to heaven in our own sweet time So come on you Asheville boys Turn up your old time noise Kick till the dust comes up from the cracks in the floor Singing hard times ain't gonna rule my mind Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind, brother Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind No more

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But the Camptown man he doesn't plow no more I seen him walking down to the superette store Guess he lost that nag and he forgot that song Woke up one morning and the mule was gone So come all ye ragtime kings Come on you dogs that sing Pick up your dusty old horn and give it a blow Singing hard times ain't gonna rule my mind Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind, sugar Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind No more

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I'm on the dark side of a hollow hill

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The sun comes up, babe, but it's hard to get my fill

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Your blue serape, it fits my mood

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I'm through with Bibles and I'm through with food Somebody's calling, trying to track me down And if I don't answer, I can hang around I slide past lovers lost in the dark I look for high ground for to build an ark I can't remember when I felt so free Maybe September, the year you believed in me In nineteen hundred and ninety-nine When I found the angels a-drinking wine Seems every castle is made of sand The great destroyer sleeps in every man Here comes my baby, here comes my man With that silver dagger in his hand Oh, with that silver dagger in his hand

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Say you wanna see my garden And you wanna make it shine Say you wanna see my blue jeans Hanging on your old clothesline

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Standing in the back door crying

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Now you wanna be my friend

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That's the way the cornbread crumbles

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That's the way the whole thing ends Now what's a little baby doing Dressing up in banker's clothes? What's a little sweetheart like you Doing with a bloody nose? Standing in the back door crying Now you're gonna need a friend That's the way the cornbread crumbles That's the way the whole thing ends Now once you had a hook and ladder Up into the headless night Once you had a motorcycle But you couldn't ride it right Standing in the doorway crying Now you're gonna need a friend That's the way the cornbread crumbles That's the way the whole thing ends Now someone said something one time But Daddy didn't talk too loud People ought to stick together That's the way to make a crowd But here you come, alone and crying Now you wanna be my friend That's the way the cornbread crumbles That's the way the whole thing ends Mama's in the beauty parlor And Daddy's in the baseball pool Sister's in the drive-in movie Brother's in the old high school Now here you come, alone and crying Once, you know, you were my friend That's the way the cornbread crumbles That's the way the whole thing ends Standing in the back door crying Now you wanna be my friend That's the way the cornbread crumbles That's the way the whole things ends

Gillian Welch : The Harrow And The Harvest
2011

Scarlet Town

Dark Turn Of Mind

The Way It Will Be

The Way It Goes

Tennessee

Down Along The Dixie Line

Six White Horses

Hard Times

Silver Dagger

The Way The Whole Thing Ends

Gillian Welch : The Harrow And The Harvest 2011

Scarlet Town

Dark Turn Of Mind

The Way It Will Be

The Way It Goes

Tennessee

Down Along The Dixie Line

Six White Horses

Hard Times

Silver Dagger

The Way The Whole Thing Ends

Gillian Welch : The Harrow And The Harvest
2011