I may sneak a new song in here every once in a while, but it's not likely. I pretty much live in the past.

Monday, August 25, 2008

Ballad Of A Runaway Horse

This version of Leonard Cohen's song, "Ballad Of A Runaway Horse", is by Emmylou Harris. I had wanted to include Jennifer Warnes' version of it, but I could only find partial recordings of the song by her. I have heard it fully on Pandora Internet radio, and it is very fine, too. Both singers are incredible. "Runaway Horse" is like many good songs that attract more than one of the best singers!

(Leonard Cohen)

Say a prayer for the cowgirl her horse ran away
She'll walk till she finds him her darlin' her stray
But the river's in flood and the roads are awash
And the bridges break up in the panic of loss
And there's nothin' to follow nowhere to go
He's gone like the summer gone like the snow
And the crickets are breaking her heart with their song
As the day caves in and the night is all wrong
Did she dream it was he who went galloping past
And bent down the fern broke open the grass
And printed the mud with the well hammered shoe
That she nailed to his speed in the dreams of her youth
And although he goes grazin' a minute away
She tracks him all night she tracks him all day
And she's blind to his presence except to compare
Her injury here with his punishment there
Then at home on a branch on a high stream a songbird sings out so suddenly
And the sun is warm and the soft winds ride on a willow tree by the riverside
Ah the world is sweet and the world is wide
He's there where the light and the darkness divide
And the steam's comin' off him he's huge and he's shy
And he steps on the moon when he paws at the sky
And he comes to her hand but he's not really tame
He longs to be lost she longs for the same
And he'll bolt and he'll plunge through the first open pass
To roll and to feed in the sweet mountain grass
Or he'll make a break for the high plateau
Where there's nothing above and nothing below
It's time for their burden the whip and the spur
Will she ride with him or will he ride with her
So she binds herself to her galloping steed
And he binds himself to the woman in need
And there is no space just left and right
And there is no time but there is day and night
Then she leans on his neck and whispers low whither thou goest I will go
And they turn as one and they head for the plain
No need for the whip oh no need for the rein
Now the clasp of this union who fastens it tight
Who snaps it asunder the very next night
Some say it's him some say it's her some say love's like smoke beyond all repair
So my darlin' my darlin' just let it go by that old silhouette on the great western sky
And I'll pick out a tune and they'll move right along
And they're gone like smoke and they're gone like this song
Say a prayer for the cowgirl

Sunday, July 27, 2008

I'm Your Man

The man is always weird. And lovely.

Friday, July 11, 2008


Was there ever anyone on the loose more crazy?

Saturday, June 28, 2008


A Day In The Life


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