Black Stone Cherry - Folklore and Superstition Lyrics
Blind Man
Disappointing change in seasons
Cold has come again.
Streets are flooded with excuses
Stories never end.
People walk in their delusion
Wading through despair.
We must come to stand as one
And take the cross they bare.
So we will try not to cry
When we're walkin' in their shoes.
Have you heard the news?
Hey have you seen the blind man in disguise,
Lookin' for his eyes?
Hey have you seen the rain man
Lookin' to the sky, beggin' for sunlight?
The darkest times ain't always at night
A man will hold a sign and preach
"This world will not stand".
We are all among the scared,
So will you hold my hand.
So we will try not to cry
When we're walkin' in their shoes.
Have you heard the news?
Hey have you seen the blind man in disguise,
Lookin' for his eyes?
Hey have you seen the rain man
Lookin' to the sky, beggin' for sunlight?
The darkest times ain't always at night
So we will try not to cry
When we're walkin' in their shoes.
Have you heard the news?
Hey have you seen the blind man in disguise,
Lookin' for his eyes?
Hey have you seen the rain man
Lookin' to the sky, beggin' for sunlight?
The darkest times ain't always at night
Writer: JOHN FREDERICK YOUNG, BENJAMIN DANIEL WELLS, CHRISTOPHER ROBERTSON, JONATHAN MICHAEL LAWHON, RICHARD OREN YOUNG, BOB MARLETTE
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Please Come In
I have looked out my window and you know she's no longer there
There's an angel standing in the place where she once cared
Could it be that easy for her to say goodbye?
Please come in, don't pretend like the girl I had before,
Please come in, don't pretend, I don't wanna hurt anymore
It must be the time for me to leave it behind,
Cause there's a new day out there where the sun will always shine
Please come in, don't pretend like the girl I had before,
Please come in, don't pretend, I don't wanna hurt anymore
If you look out your window and there's an angel there,
I hope she plays a guitar with flowers, flowers in her hair
Please come in, but don't pretend
Won't you please come in
Listen baby
Please come in, don't pretend like the girl I had before,
Please come in, don't pretend, I don't wanna hurt anymore
Please come in... don't you pretend...
Writer: JOHN FREDERICK YOUNG, BENJAMIN DANIEL WELLS, CHRISTOPHER ROBERTSON, JONATHAN MICHAEL LAWHON, RICHARD OREN YOUNG, BOB MARLETTE
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Reverend Wrinkle
Stuffed man in the yard
There's a black dog by the car
Reverend wrinkle drinkin' his tea
Can't you see
Moonlit man got it all in his head
He can find the beauty
In the things that are dead
He, he is the one,
He is the only one who knows
Knows the way,
He know's the only way back home
Bone dust on his chair
Silence fills the air
Get me to church
Can't believe what i've seen here
What i've seen here
Moonlit man got it all in his head
He can find the beauty
In the things that are dead
He, he is the one,
He is the only one who knows
Knows the way,
He know's the only way back home
Writer: JOHN FREDERICK YOUNG, BENJAMIN DANIEL WELLS, CHRISTOPHER ROBERTSON, JONATHAN MICHAEL LAWHON, RICHARD OREN YOUNG, BOB MARLETTE
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Soulcreek
Down by the river
Where the lights hung from the trees
Midnight swallows sunlight
Muddy water runs between your knees
Everybody wants to be down at soulcreek
Yeah, yeah
Baby won't you come with me
Yeah, yeah
Babe I wanna come with you
Such a sweaty situation
Why don't you talk a walk with me
Too hot
Need some coolin'
You know still water sure runs deep
Everybody wants to be down at soulcreek
Yeah, yeah
Baby won't you come with me
Yeah, yeah
Babe I wanna come with you
Writer: JOHN FREDERICK YOUNG, BENJAMIN DANIEL WELLS, CHRISTOPHER ROBERTSON, JONATHAN MICHAEL LAWHON, RICHARD OREN YOUNG, BOB MARLETTE
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
Things My Father Said
The things my father said
Would make me a better man,
Hard work and the love of friends
A woman that understands.
I hope my father knows the seeds we've sewn still grow,
At night I go to sleep and pray he's watching over me
[Chorus]
Somewhere there's a star that's shining,
So bright that I can see you smile,
And all that I need is one last chance,
Just to hear you say, goodbye
Sometimes I remember when
You taught me to tie my shoes,
One thing I will never forget
Is the day that I lost you.
I hope you always know the car that we built will always roll
[Chorus]
And if you have a dream
You'd better hang on for dear life,
And when that cold wind blows
Just let it pass you by.
Yeah, things my father said
Yea! Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Goodbye,
Just to hear you say,
Goodbye
Writer: JOHN FREDERICK YOUNG, BENJAMIN DANIEL WELLS, CHRISTOPHER ROBERTSON, JONATHAN MICHAEL LAWHON, RICHARD OREN YOUNG, BOB MARLETTE
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., BMG Rights Management
The Bitter End
Inside these four walls
Ain't nobody but me
There is a place that I run to
Where there ain't nobody to please
Here's everything I wanted to say
(Through these times)
I've always held your hand
(By your side)
Everyday you couldn't stand
(I'll hold on) to see you rise again
(I'll still love) You 'til the bitter end
'Til the bitter end
I will never forget
All the things you said
I never heard you say you're sorry
I hate you for leavin' me dead
Here's everything I wanted to say
(Through these times)
I've always held your hand
(By your side)
Everyday you couldn't stand
(I'll hold on) to see you rise again
(I'll still love) You 'til the bitter end
'Til the bitter end
[Instrumental Interlude]
(Through these times)
I've always held your hand
(By your side)
Everyday you couldn't stand
(I'll hold on) to see you rise again
(I'll still love) You 'til the bitter end
'Til the bitter end
And I'll still love you, 'til the bitter end
Writer: JOHN FREDERICK YOUNG, BENJAMIN DANIEL WELLS, CHRISTOPHER ROBERTSON, JONATHAN MICHAEL LAWHON, RICHARD OREN YOUNG, BOB MARLETTE
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Long Sleeves
All night long thunder calls
Can't get away from here
Songbirds callin' fire keeps fallin'
Ain't no use in fear
Every night it comes back to me
Everything I've seen
Don't ask why, I've seen children die
Watched men take their lives
I've seen women cry
My momma always said, to wear long sleeves
Push through the sand, word in my hand
Drop of water for my soul
Make daddy proud, can't let him down
God I gotta get back home
Every night it comes back to me
Everything I've seen
Don't ask why, I've seen children die
Watched men take their lives
I've seen women cry
My momma always said, to wear long sleeves
Writer: JOHN FREDERICK YOUNG, BENJAMIN DANIEL WELLS, CHRISTOPHER ROBERTSON, JONATHAN MICHAEL LAWHON, RICHARD OREN YOUNG, BOB MARLETTE
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., BMG Rights Management
Peace Is Free
Everybody feels blue sometimes
You gotta keep you head, and keep on tryin'
And if you feel the urge to raise your hand
You can start a revolution or start a band
You better sing you song and sing it loud
But you better do it here and you better do it now
Cus' this is one short life that we live
You gotta listen people, this is what my song says
Don't you bring your sadness down on me
When peace is free
There's a sun up ahead brother, waitin' on me
Can't you see
I know times can get a little tough
You gotta lean on my brother, you can't give up
Forget about your problems, forget about you pain
Raise up our glasses and forget about our hate
Don't you bring your sadness down on me
When peace is free
There's a sun up ahead brother, waitin' on me
Can't you see
I know, I know it sounds so bad
But if you want we'll take a stand
Don't you bring your sadness down on me
When peace is free
There's a sun up ahead brother, waitin' on me
Can't you see
Can't the whole world love one another
Throw down your weapons, peace and hunger
Don't you bring your sadness down on me
When peace is free
When Peace is Free
Writer: JOHN FREDERICK YOUNG, BENJAMIN DANIEL WELLS, CHRISTOPHER ROBERTSON, JONATHAN MICHAEL LAWHON, RICHARD OREN YOUNG, BOB MARLETTE
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., BMG Rights Management
Devils Queen
Down on the muddy banks of the bayou,
At Magdalene's moonlit cabaret,
Captain reels in all his glory,
Sippin' whiskey and tellin' stories
Let's hear the one about the Devil's Queen
Welcome aboard the Devil's Queen,
Rollin' on the river all the way to New Orleans,
Mr. Johnson, that southern boy a playin on and on and on and on,
Beelzebub is stealing your cards tonight on the Devil's Queen
The midnight crow calls us up from the ground,
The waters shine and the engines howl
All aboard, just come aboard
Welcome aboard the Devil's Queen,
Rollin' on the river all the way to New Orleans,
Mr. Johnson, that southern boy a playin on and on and on and on,
Beelzebub is stealing your cards tonight on the Devil's Queen, Yeah
[Solo]
All aboard, just come aboard
Welcome aboard the Devil's Queen,
Rollin' on the river all the way to New Orleans,
Mr. Johnson, that southern boy a playin on and on and on and on,
Beelzebub is stealing your cards tonight on the Devil's Queen
Writer: JOHN FREDERICK YOUNG, BENJAMIN DANIEL WELLS, CHRISTOPHER ROBERTSON, JONATHAN MICHAEL LAWHON, RICHARD OREN YOUNG, BOB MARLETTE
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
The Key
Out here there's a hole in the sky
Doors open to the other side
I saw a two headed dog fightin' over a bone
Black haired woman turn into crows
I gotta take a step back and think this through
Gotta know it's true
I gotta know if I'm livin' in a dream,
is this what it seems
Gotta know anyone believes
How did I get lost, what's the final cost
Could you please help me find the key
Out here, under the willow tree
Deep down is where you'll find the key
I've been here once before maybe in a dream
Thylacines play tambourines
I gotta take a step back and think this through
Gotta know it's true
I gotta know if I'm livin' in a dream,
is this what it seems
Gotta know anyone believes
How did I get lost, what's the final cost
Could you please help me find the key
Out here the sayin' goes
Off with the lights and on with the show
Once it's dark the children play
They all join hands and dance around the grave
I gotta know if I'm livin' in a dream,
is this what it seems
Gotta know anyone believes
How did I get lost, what's the final cost
Could you please help me find the key
Writer: JOHN FREDERICK YOUNG, BENJAMIN DANIEL WELLS, CHRISTOPHER ROBERTSON, JONATHAN MICHAEL LAWHON, RICHARD OREN YOUNG, BOB MARLETTE
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Spirit Music Group
You
What do I have to do
I've been down and out doin' without the love that got me through
What do I have to say
I just want you to know that I know
It takes a village to raise a child
It takes an army to march a mile
It takes true love to stand the test of time
And it takes you babe to make me smile
What do I have to do
I've been thinkin' about dreamin' about the things we used to do
And what do I have to say
I just wanted to know that you know
It takes a village to raise a child
It takes an army to march a mile
It takes true love to stand the test of time
And it takes you babe to make me smile
I would walk across the ocean if I could
If it would bring you back to me
I would steal feather from an angel's wing
Don't you know it's true that I'd do it all to prove my love to you
It takes a village to raise a child
It takes an army to march a mile
It takes true love to stand the test of time
And it takes you babe to make me smile
Writer: RICHARD OREN YOUNG, BOB MARLETTE, CHRISTOPHER ROBERTSON, BENJAMIN DANIEL WELLS, JOHN FRED YOUNG, JON LAWHON
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Spirit Music Group, BMG Rights Management
Sunrise
I've gotta hold on
As these days go by
I keep on fallin'
You walk away
I give you everything, that I have to give
Made my sacrifice, but you won't let me live
Love is so green, in a beautiful kind of way
You've got me wrapped around, your prison ball and chain
I've gotta hold on
As all these days go by
Hold on baby, yeah
Cus I'm fallin'
And you keep on walkin' away
And I can not see the sunrise
You can never tell which you're gonna be
Cus you're so obsessed, with your personalities
Love is so sick, and you know God is love
You think you're somethin', somethin' from above
I've gotta hold on
As all these days go by
Hold on baby, yeah
Cus I'm fallin'
And you keep on walkin' away
And I can not see the sunrise
I've gotta hold on
As all these days go by
Hold on baby, yeah
Cus I'm fallin'
And you keep on walkin' away
And I can not see the sunrise
Writer: JOHN FREDERICK YOUNG, BENJAMIN DANIEL WELLS, CHRISTOPHER ROBERTSON, JONATHAN MICHAEL LAWHON, RICHARD OREN YOUNG, BOB MARLETTE, FRED YOUNG
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Songtrust Ave
Ghost Of Floyd Collins
Hellhounds bark at the midnight fire
Fog rolls in, and the creek run higher
They saw him standin', by the railroad tracks
Tonight's the nigh, old Floyd's comin' back
Down, down deep in the ground
Is where his story stays
Down in Mammoth Cave, is where his body laif
Walls came in life could not be saved
No man made machine, could see the things I 've seen
Mr. Collins you did not die in vain
Strangers moved in, brought the circus to town
You know, there's people makin' money off a man underground
Somebody said they weren't doin' him right
That's why old Floyd's comin' back tonight
Down, down deep in the ground
Is where his story stays (so they say)
Down in Mammoth Cave, is where his body laif
Walls came in life could not be saved
No man made machine, could see the things I 've seen
Mr. Collins you did not die in vain
Down, down deep in the ground
Is where his story stays (so they say)
Writer: BENJAMIN DANIEL WELLS, BOB MARLETTE, CHRISTOPHER ROBERTSON, CHRISTOPHER BRYANT ROBERTSON, JOHN FREDERICK YOUNG, JONATHAN MICHAEL LAWHON, RICHARD OREN YOUNG
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management