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Artist: Townes Van Zandt

Title: Black Crow Blues

Duration: 03'01"

Quarantine: 31 days

Genre: blues

Locomotive: false

Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 5A–4–115

Last play: 01/01/2019 at 21:02:54

Oh babe, don't lie lonesome after I'm gone Don't mourn your young life away Just lower me down with a prayer and a song Just 'fore the breaking of day Just 'fore the breaking of day Well, it's a life worth the living but we all gotta die All your crying can't do me no good Just lower me down with a quick sad goodbye Pour in the black Texas mud Pour in the black Texas mud It's a hard road you're travelin', you can't walk it alone Find a big man to stand beside you Take him down to the river, show him my bones Tell him there lies a friend I once knew There lies a friend I once knew Well, the black crow's a-screaming, the yellow sun's warm And the grass tumbles tall down the hill There's a cold wind building, it's bringin' a storm When the call of the black crow goes still When the call of the black crow goes still


Artist: Townes Van Zandt

Title: Black Widow Blues

Duration: 02'17"

Quarantine: 31 days

Genre:

Locomotive: false

Likes: 1; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 1A–4–110

Last play: 06/11/2018 at 22:21:29

I got a black widow spider for mama, Lord Got a diamond-backed rattler for pa Well, I got me a woman down in New Orleans Got a friend in Arkansas Got a morning full of make believe Got an evening full of time I've got the hands, pretty lady Gonna make you grieve Lovin' gonna make you mine Ain't never seen your town before And I won't be back again I need me a place to hide my face From the howlin' of the wind I got the blues sewn into my jacket sleeve Got a goatskin full of wine I got the hands, pretty lady Gonna make you grieve And the lovin' gonna make you mine So light the lantern above your door And hold your curtains wide Take the ribbon from your hair And lay it by your side And I ain't looking for a lie to believe My own'll do me fine I got the hands, pretty lady Gonna make you grieve And the lovin' gonna make you mine I got the hands, pretty lady Gonna make you grieve The lovin' gonna make you mine Well, I got the hands, pretty lady Gonna make you grieve The lovin' gonna make you mine Well, I got the hands, pretty lady Gonna make you grieve


Artist: Townes Van Zandt

Title: If I Needed You

Duration: 03'43"

Quarantine: 31 days

Genre:

Locomotive: false

Likes: 3; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 1B–4–152

Last play: 07/09/2018 at 23:51:28

Living on the road my friend Was gonna keep you free and clean Now you wear your skin like iron Your breath's as hard as kerosene You weren't your mama's only boy But her favorite one it seems She began to cry when you said goodbye And sank into your dreams Pancho was a bandit boys His horse was fast as polished steel Wore his gun outside his pants For all the honest world to feel Pancho met his match you know On the deserts down in Mexico Nobody heard his dying words That's the way it goes All the federales say They could have had him any day They only let him hang around Out of kindness I suppose Lefty he can't sing the blues All night long like he used to The dust that Pancho bit down south Ended up in Lefty's mouth The day they laid poor Pancho low Lefty split for Ohio Where he got the bread to go There ain't nobody knows All the federales say They could have had him any day They only let him slip away Out of kindness I suppose The poets tell how Pancho fell Lefty's livin' in a cheap hotel The desert's quiet and Cleveland's cold So the story ends we're told Pancho needs your prayers it's true, But save a few for Lefty too He just did what he had to do Now he's growing old A few gray federales say They could have had him any day They only let him go so wrong Out of kindness I suppose


Artist: Townes Van Zandt

Title: Brother Flower

Duration: 02'43"

Quarantine: 31 days

Genre:

Locomotive: false

Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 10B–4–141

Last play: 12/11/2018 at 14:08:39

Brother Flower, are you listenin'? Let me sing a song for you Brother Flower, petals glistenin', in the bashful mornings dew Brother Flower, when the sun shines and the dew has flown away if you don't mind weak and wrong rhymes Brother Flower, may I stay? Brother Flower, you ain't lonely for you've always been alone but I haven't been so lucky I had love and now it's gone I have arms to hold another never to hold her again I have life to give lover You have life to give the wind Brother Flower, when the snow flies and you lay your beauty down Brother Flower, are you sleepin' there upon the cold, cold ground Brother Flower, please awaken show the sky your face of blue let me know I ain't forsaken seems like all I have is you


Artist: Townes Van Zandt

Title: At My Window

Duration: 03'46"

Quarantine: 31 days

Genre:

Locomotive: false

Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 12B–4–109

Last play: 19/12/2018 at 15:22:11

At my window watching the sun go hoping the stars know it's time to shine daydreams aloft on dark wings soft as the sun streams at days decline Living is laughing dying says nothing at all baby and I are laying here watching the evening fall Time flows through brave beginnings and she leaves her endings beneath our feet walk lightly upon their faces leave gentle traces upon their sleep Living is dancing dying does nothing at all baby and I are laying here wathing the evening fall Three dimes hard luck and good times fast lines and low rhymes ain't much to say Feel fine feel low and lazy feel grey and hazy feel far away Living is sighing dying ain't flying so high baby and I are lying here watching the day go by


Artist: Townes Van Zandt

Title: Buckskin Stallion Blues

Duration: 02'58"

Quarantine: 31 days

Genre:

Locomotive: false

Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 1B–2–115

Last play: 18/11/2018 at 23:15:06

By townes van zandt I heard her sing in tongues of silver I heard her cry on a summer storm I loved her, but she did not know it So I don't think about her anymore Now she's gone, and I can't believe it So I don't think about her anymore If three and four was seven only Where would that leave one and two? If love can be and still be lonely Where does that leave me and you? Time there was, and time there will be Where does that leave me and you? If I had a buckskin stallion I'd tame him down and ride away If I had a flyin' schooner I'd sail into the light of day If I had your love forever Sail into the light of day Pretty songs and pretty places Places that I've never seen Pretty songs and pretty faces Tell me what their laughter means Some look like they'll cry forever Tell me what their laughter means If I had a buckskin stallion I'd tame him down and ride away If I had a golden galleon I'd sail into the light of day If I had your love forever Sail into the light of day


Artist: Townes Van Zandt

Title: Greensborow Woman

Duration: 02'35"

Quarantine: 31 days

Genre:

Locomotive: false

Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 10B–4–90

Last play: 20/08/2018 at 14:50:11



Artist: Townes Van Zandt

Title: Dollar Bill Blues

Duration: 03'01"

Quarantine: 31 days

Genre:

Locomotive: false

Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 10A–4–111

Last play: 17/01/2019 at 21:17:44



Artist: Townes Van Zandt

Title: Maryetta's Song

Duration: 05'34"

Quarantine: 31 days

Genre: country

Locomotive: false

Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 8B–2–94

Last play: 20/09/2018 at 18:39:48

Well, she stands all alone with her sorrow Like a bird that's afraid to sing She lives for the pain tomorrow will bring Will she call if she starts to fall or will she silent go? Well, her scarlet jasmine is tucked away 'Neath her vest of purest gold And her eyes can't hardly help but say I'm cold Will she call if she starts to fall or will she silent go? Well, the winds that howl behind her face Through the falsehoods in her mind Ain't strong enough to leave her lace behind Well, her shelter starts to tremble As it holds her mind away From the golden flashin' cymbals that say Will she call if she starts to fall or will she silent go? When a virgin mistress again she comes Now no longer is she free To play upon her gypsy drums for me Will she call if she starts to fall or will she silent go? Will she call when she starts to fall or will she silent go?


Artist: Townes Van Zandt

Title: Hunger Child Blues

Duration: 03'15"

Quarantine: 31 days

Genre:

Locomotive: false

Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 11A–6–103

Last play: 29/10/2018 at 12:28:24

Well, some have called me hunger's child Some have turned away Well, some said wild and a few said free Some have refused to say Ah, do you think that you know my name? Well, the songbird somehow sweetly sings The sun somehow she shines And the fireflies cut the cold black wind Paint their strange designs And the wind she sings my name Take your armies, take them from my door Your battle's built on doom All your standards all lie shattered now 'Neath the portals of my room And the walls they sing my name Well, some have called me hunger's child Some have turned away Well, some said wild and a few said free Some have refused to say Do you think that you know my name? Do you think that you know my name? Do you think that you know my name?


Artist: Townes Van Zandt

Title: Honky Tonkin'

Duration: 03'43"

Quarantine: 31 days

Genre:

Locomotive: false

Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 7B–4–134

Last play: 15/01/2019 at 02:46:24

Well if your baby leaves you And you got no place to go Come and see me darlin' And bring along some dough And we'll go honky tonkin, honky tonkin Honky tonkin, honky tonkin We'll go honkin tonkin 'round this town If you and your old man Have a fallin' out Well you come and see me darlin And we'll go steppin' out And we'll go honky tonkin, honky tonkin Honky tonkin, honky tonkin We'll go honkin tonkin 'round this town I'm headin' out to the city To the city fair If you wanna do the boogie babe You can meet me there And we'll go honky tonkin, honky tonkin Honky tonkin, honky tonkin We'll go honkin tonkin 'round this town


Artist: Townes Van Zandt

Title: No Lonesome Tune

Duration: 04'20"

Quarantine: 31 days

Genre:

Locomotive: false

Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 10B–4–143

Last play: 07/01/2019 at 20:40:21

I ain't gonna sing no lonesome tune Ah, babe, I'm a-commin' soon I cannot believe I stayed so long away But a man must look around And you're the sweetest thing I've found Your lost high roller's rollin' home today My daddy said to me son, it's hard as you will see To find someone upon whom to rely In the kitchen mama sneezed And he grinned big as you please Said bless you and a tear come to his eye I did decide that very day That I would like to live that way And now I know I just been wastin' time It's with you that I should be If you feel the same 'bout me I'm headed home along the straightest line


Artist: Townes Van Zandt

Title: Lungs

Duration: 02'36"

Quarantine: 31 days

Genre:

Locomotive: false

Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 9A–4–104

Last play: 28/09/2018 at 12:28:48

Well, won't you lend your lungs to me? Mine are collapsing Plant my feet and bitterly breathe Up the time that's passing. Breath I'll take and breath I'll give Pray the day ain't poison Stand among the ones that live In lonely indecision. Fingers walk the darkness down Mind is on the midnight Gather up the gold you've found You fool, it's only moonlight. If you try to take it home Your hands will turn to butter You better leave this dream alone Try to find another. Salvation sat and crossed herself Called the devil partner Wisdom burned upon a shelf Who'll kill the raging cancer Seal the river at its mouth Take the water prisoner Fill the sky with screams and cries Bathe in fiery answers Jesus was an only son And love his only concept Strangers cry in foreign tongues And dirty up the doorstep And I for one, and you for two Ai'nt got the time for outside Just keep your injured looks to you We'll tell the world we tried


Artist: Townes Van Zandt

Title: Many A Fine Lady

Duration: 03'56"

Quarantine: 31 days

Genre: country

Locomotive: false

Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 12B–2–124

Last play: 02/10/2018 at 09:04:32



Artist: Townes Van Zandt

Title: Rex's Blues

Duration: 02'21"

Quarantine: 31 days

Genre:

Locomotive: false

Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 12B–4–120

Last play: 09/01/2019 at 15:55:05

Ride the blue wind high and free she'll lead you down through misery leave you low, come time to go alone and low as low can be If I had a nickel I'd find a game If I won a dollar I'd make it rain If it rained an ocean I'd drink it dry and lay me down dissatisfied Legs to walk and thoughts to fly eyes to laugh and lips to cry a restless tongue to classify all born to grow and grown to die So tell my baby I said so long tell my mother I did no wrong tell my brother to watch his own and tell my friends to mourn me none I'm chained upon the face of time feelin' full of foolish rhyme there ain't no dark till something shines I'm bound to leave this dark behind Ride the blue wind high and free she'll lead you down through misery leave you low, come time to go alone and low as low can be


Artist: Townes Van Zandt

Title: Nothin'

Duration: 03'28"

Quarantine: 31 days

Genre: blues

Locomotive: false

Likes: 2; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 5A–2–80

Last play: 19/10/2018 at 08:35:14



Artist: Townes Van Zandt

Title: Pancho And Lefty

Duration: 03'49"

Quarantine: 31 days

Genre:

Locomotive: false

Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 10B–2–154

Last play: 23/12/2018 at 22:20:16



Artist: Townes Van Zandt

Title: Quicksilver Daydreams of Maria

Duration: 04'26"

Quarantine: 31 days

Genre:

Locomotive: false

Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 8A–4–192

Last play: 26/10/2018 at 13:29:48

Well, a diamond fades quickly when matched to the face of maria All the harps they sound empty when she lifts her lips to the sky The brown of her skin makes her hair seem a soft golden rainfall That spills from the mountains to the bottomless depths of her eyes Well, she stands all around me her hands slowly sifting the sunshine All the laughter that linger down deep 'neath her smilin' is free Well, it spins and it twirls like a hummingbird lost in the morning Then caresses the south wind and silently sails to the sea Ah, the sculptor stands stricken and the artist he throws away his brushes When her image comes dancin' the sun she turns sullen with shame And the birds they go silent the wind stops his sad mournful singing When the trees of the forest start gently to whisper'in her name So as softly she wanders i'll desperately follow her footsteps And i'll chase after shadows that offer a trace of her sigh Ah, they promise eternally that she lies hidden within them But i find they've decieved me and sadly i bid them goodbye So the serpent slide softly away with his moments of laughter And the the old washer-woman has finishe her cleanin' and gone But the bamboo hang heavy in the bondage of quicksilver daydreams And a lonely child longingly looks for a place to belong


Artist: Townes Van Zandt

Title: Rake

Duration: 04'04"

Quarantine: 31 days

Genre:

Locomotive: false

Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 7A–2–134

Last play: 15/08/2018 at 04:47:56

I used to wake and run with the moon I lived like a rake and a young man I covered my lovers with flowers and wounds my laughter the devil would frighten The sun she would come and beat me back down but every cruel day had its nightfall I'd welcome the stars with wine and guitars full of fire and forgetful My body was sharp the dark air clean and outrage my joyful companion whisperin' women how sweet did they seem kneelin' for me to command them And time was like water but I was the sea I'd have never noticed it passin' except for the turnin' of night into day and the turnin' of day into cursin' You look at me now, and don't think I don't know what all your eyes are a sayin' Does he want us to believe these ravings and lies they're just tricks that his brains been a playin'? A lover of women he can't hardly stand he trembles he's bent and he's broken I've fallen it's true but I say unto you hold your tongues until after I've spoken I was takin' my pride in the pleasures I'd known I laughed and thought I'd be forgiven but my laughter turned 'round eyes blazing and said my friend, we're holdin' a wedding I buried my face but it spoke once again the night to the day we're a bindin' and now the dark air is like fire on my skin and even the moonlight is blinding


Artist: Townes Van Zandt

Title: Black Jack Mama

Duration: 03'15"

Quarantine: 31 days

Genre:

Locomotive: false

Likes: 1; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 6A–4–127

Last play: 16/01/2019 at 00:24:32



Artist: Townes Van Zandt

Title: Silver Ships Of Andilar

Duration: 05'06"

Quarantine: 31 days

Genre:

Locomotive: false

Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 12A–4–79

Last play: not played yet

Of those that sailed the silver ships From Andilar I am the last The deeds that rang our youthful dreams It seems shall go undone North for the shores of Valinor Our bows and crimson sails were made Our captains were strong, our lances long And our liege the holy king The hills did turn from green to blue And vanish as on the decks we watched But every thought in that noble company Was forward bound To the lifeless plains of Valinor Where reigns the dark and frozen one And with tongues afire and glorious eyes We pledged our mission be The clime from mild to bitter ran The wind from fair to fierce did blow Oath and prayer did turn to thoughts Of homes left far behind Longed every man for some glimpse of land And the host that did await us there But each new day brought only a sea And sky of ice and gray Thanks give no word can drag you through Those endless weeks our ships did roll Thanks give you cannot see those sails And faces bleach and draw Ice we drank and leather did chew For the oceans are unwholesome there The dead that slid into the seas Did freeze before our eyes Then a wind did fling the ships apart Each one to go her separate way The sky did howl, the hull did groan For how long I do not know And what men were left when the winds had ceased Grew dull and low of countenance For soldiers denied their battle plain On comrades soon must turn So one by one we died alone Some by hunger, some by steel Bodies froze where they did fall Their souls unsanctified Until only another and I were left Then just before his flame did fail We shone ourselves brothers-in-arms To serve the holy king Perhaps this shall reach Andilar Although I know not how it can For once again he's hurled his wind Upon the silver prow But if it should my words are these Arise young men fine ships to build And set them north for Valinor 'Neath standards proud as fire


Artist: Townes Van Zandt

Title: Two Girls

Duration: 03'09"

Quarantine: 31 days

Genre:

Locomotive: false

Likes: 1; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 12B–3–147

Last play: 29/12/2018 at 11:22:34

Well, the clouds didn't look like cotton They didn't even look like clouds I was underneath the weather And all my friends looked a crowd The swimmin' hole was full of rum I tried to find out why Well, all I learned was this my friend You got to swim before you fly I got two girls Ones in heaven and ones below Oh, one I love with all my heart And one I do not know Two lonesome dudes on an ugly horse Passed by not long ago They asked me where the action was I said I did not know As they disappeared into the brush I heard the driver say He's a little slow between the ears He's always been that way Well, Jolly Jane just lays around And listens with her mouth She's had about a dozen husbands But the last one just pulled out Now, who's gonna bring her dinner Through the weary years ahead All she'll get from me is sympathy Ain't got time to see she's fed It's cold down on the bayou They say it's in your mind But the moccasins are treadin' ice And leavin' strange designs Cajuns say the last time That this happened they weren't here All Beaumonts full of penguins And I'm a-playin it by ear


Artist: Townes Van Zandt

Title: Waitin' Round To Die

Duration: 03'10"

Quarantine: 31 days

Genre:

Locomotive: false

Likes: 1; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 12A–4–124

Last play: 17/10/2018 at 14:02:55



Artist: Townes Van Zandt

Title: Big Country Blues

Duration: 03'30"

Quarantine: 31 days

Genre:

Locomotive: false

Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 9A–4–111

Last play: 10/10/2018 at 17:09:54

Well, I been up the Mississippi to the Manitoba line I've been downstream to the Gulf of Mexico Followed the sun out west to Californ And there just ain't no place left for me to go Spent a lonesome month in Maine and a year in Louisian Packed my bags and hit the Westward Trail Rambled down through Texas 'til I came to El Paso Spent a week in a stinkin' Juarez jail Well, I rambled through Nevada gamblin' most of my life away I headed north when I heard Dakota call Well, I stayed until the Northers came rollin' down the line I headed south when summer turned to fall I've been north and east, south where the cotton grows And out in the west where the sun forever shines Well, I've bent my back for a dollar a day in a Texas sugar field Labored in a Minnesota mine Well, I've seen your hungry babies scream, I watched their mamas cry Seen a worn out prostitute beg for a dime I've seen men come out of gutters ready to give their lives away For a slug at a lousy bottle of rot gut wine I've been up the Mississippi to the Manitoba line Downstream to the Gulf of Mexico Followed the sun out west to Californ And there just ain't no place left for me to go Well, there just ain't no place left for me to go


Artist: Townes Van Zandt

Title: Snowin' on Raton

Duration: 03'52"

Quarantine: 31 days

Genre: country

Locomotive: false

Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 12B–4–153

Last play: 01/11/2018 at 00:04:04



Artist: Townes Van Zandt

Title: Tower Song

Duration: 02'57"

Quarantine: 31 days

Genre:

Locomotive: false

Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 12B–4–102

Last play: 16/11/2018 at 21:30:46



Artist: Townes Van Zandt

Title: Squash

Duration: 02'29"

Quarantine: 31 days

Genre:

Locomotive: false

Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 12B–4–83

Last play: 21/12/2018 at 14:18:25

Headin' from el paso Ridin' down the highway Look out my window What do I see Some armadillo done gone crazy Flew in front of semi Man, looks like squash to me Thinkin' 'bout my my baby Livin' down in houston Wonder if that squashes armadillo too Guess I'll stop in greenland And have me some ol' veggies This highway will do that to you I'm thinkin' squash On the highway Coyote and armadillo, possum too I'm talkin' squash Out on the highway Vitamin d and a and b complex too I'm talkin' squash Domestic animals Squash! Occasional cat Squash! In the winter it's frozen food Squash! I'm talkin' squash Winter kill Out on the highway Summer too I'm talkin squash Vitamin a and b1 too I'm talkin squash Squash! Out on the highway If you promise to do your part I'll do mine too


Artist: Townes Van Zandt

Title: Snow Don't Fall

Duration: 02'26"

Quarantine: 31 days

Genre:

Locomotive: false

Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 8A–4–102

Last play: 11/01/2019 at 07:12:28



Artist: Townes Van Zandt

Title: Snake Mountain Blues

Duration: 03'30"

Quarantine: 31 days

Genre:

Locomotive: false

Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 9A–4–192

Last play: 13/12/2018 at 07:47:04

Mr. Ten Dollar man Let me tell where you're bound Drink your green liqour, Lord You'll roll to the ground But you come around here With your money in your hand Taste of my woman You die where you stand Snake Mountain blues They got me down low I could die in the morning But noone would know My woman come 'round My body she'd find Go down to Dundee Have her a time Snake Mountain's Gonna crumble Lord And fall from the sky Before that woman of mine Stops tellin' her lies If I'd die Lord she'd weep She'd weep and she'd mourn Soon as I's buried Forget I'd been born Love of black-skinned woman She won't do you no wrong Slow to start moanin' She don't moan for long A yellow-headed woman Brings you nothin' but pain Take all you give her She leaves only shame My Daddy, Lord he rides On a long holy train First winds of winter I'll see him again It's farewell to this yellow Headed misery I've known Snake Mountain's callin' Callin' me home Snake Mountain blues They got me down low I could die in the mornin' No one would know My woman come around My body she'd find Go down to Dundee Have her a time


Artist: Townes Van Zandt

Title: Spider Song

Duration: 02'06"

Quarantine: 31 days

Genre:

Locomotive: false

Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 9A–4–116

Last play: 22/10/2018 at 10:02:01

There is a spider in my dreams long and silent is his name cold as lightning is his smile final is his sting His curse is deep as seven skies boys, I wouldn't tell you lies the legends say he never sleeps he's never hungry long He's got us, boys, I believe it's true but I'm fighting till he lays me down run his foul black body through cleave him all asunder Think your women, won't you boys, think your mother growing old think about your darling son spittin' the spider's eye Up [at ease] against him ride we'll not take him by surprise give a scream down in your dreams let him know we're comin' There is a spider in my dreams long and silent is his name cold as lightning is his smile final is his sting


Artist: Townes Van Zandt

Title: All I Need

Duration: 02'58"

Quarantine: 31 days

Genre: country

Locomotive: false

Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0

Classification: 12B–4–140

Last play: not played yet




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