Sunday, December 17, 2006

Drunken Angel

Lucinda Williams - Austin City Limits
Lucinda's tribute to Austin songwriter Blaze Foley, the "Duct Tape Messiah", an old drinking buddy of Townes van Zandt who was even crazier than Townes (and Townes was certified crazy, official diagnosis and all) who lived in dumpsters and passed out under pool tables and borrowed guitars to play gigs.

I'd post a link to my interpretation of Blaze's song "Cold Cold World", but I'm not sure of the legality of that so I won't.

- Badtux the Music Penguin

2 comments:

  1. Damn...I want a drink of whiskey now. ;-)

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  2. Blaze's blues
    by Townes Van Zandt

    I gotta guitar all my own
    I gotta quarter for the telephone
    I ain't headed down this highway all alone
    One two three and maybe four
    Honey, they're knockin' on my door
    I know you're gonna miss me when I'm gone


    Got no daddy but I got a ma
    think she lives in Arkansas
    maybe I'll go see her some old day
    It ain't like she'd really care
    it ain't like she'd pay no fare
    but I might just blow on through there anyway


    Headed down to Alabam
    cause some trouble if I can
    Aw, buddy, would you like to come along?
    It's a place I never been
    and you know I could use a friend
    they say they'll give us twenty bucks a song


    I gotta guitar all my own
    I gotta quarter for the telephone
    I ain't headed down this highway all alone
    One two three and maybe four
    Honey, they're knockin' on my door
    you know I'm gonna miss you when I'm gone



    yeah, road kill can be murder on a picker.

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