1. |
Jamestown Blues
03:14
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Barns are burning and
The cows are on the road
Hang my head
How'd I get so old?
Tonight's New Year's Eve
Tomorrow's New Year's Day
Well I ain't been dry
Since baby went away
Gonna go down to Marlowe's
Get me good and drowned
Call me satisfied
Six feet in the ground
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2. |
# 7 Blues
02:26
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Jackson, O Jackson
Better lay down low
Out from Tennessee
To Gulf of Mexico
Jackson, O Jackson
Aim it straight and true
You's a cold-blooded baby
From your head to your shoe
Jackson, O Jackson
Let the doors hang wide
Keep a ghost in your head
And a gun at your side
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3. |
Let's Get Married
03:04
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In two months
We'll fly off
Take a plane
Overnight to India
No more desks
No more chalk
Only colors
Red and green and cardamum
Your family will be there
And so will mine
Wedding bells in the winter
Home by summertime
Marigolds
And sandalwood
I'll stand by you darling
Just like I said I would
Love has struck
A match for us
Walk the fire
Seven times of promises
Your family will be there
And so will mine
Wedding bells in the winter
Home by summertime
In two months
We'll fly off
Take a plane
Overnight to India
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4. |
Willie Brown
03:52
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Willie Brown Willie Brown
Willie Brown where are you?
Well, the juke joint is closin'
The sky's turnin' black from blue
Guitar's in the corner
Your bottle's on the floor
Lady in the doorway say
"You don't come around here no more"
Gotta get that railcar
Head on to state line
Won't be another coming
In several hours' time
Well, Willie you were my friend
Well tell me brother, will I ever see you again?
Willie Brown Willie Brown
Willie Brown where are you?
There's a stone in your pathway
And a thorn in your boot
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5. |
Southern Dirge # 3
04:42
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Tie him down
Get it wet
Put the sponge on his head
One last courtesy
Before they declare me dead
Seven years
Waiting for the day
I repay my debt
Hard time comes to nothing
In this chair my fate is strapped
And I cry
And I pray
Boatman, show me the way
Ferry me on to the other side
Where my soul will stay
Three years in
Still a shadow of hope
Still a chance of running out free
‘til the iron rain
Of a guard’s baton
Poured down on me
Four cracked ribs
And a broken nose
Made sure that I’d never see
A life outside
The railroad ties
And rotting ceiling beams
And I cry
And I pray
Boatman, show me the way
Ferry me on to the other side
Where my soul will stay
Well I miss the taste
Of the Georgia sun
Like sweet tea on my face
And the lazy lines
Of the Southern vines
Hangéd high for the crows to taste
And if the devil gave me
An alibi
Instead of the hunger and greed
I’d lie beside my July bride
Instead I’m kissing cold concrete
And I cry
And I pray
Boatman, show me the way
Ferry me on to the other side
Where my soul will stay
And I cry
And I pray
Boatman, show me the way
Ferry me on to the other side
Where my soul will stay
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6. |
Lover's Appeal
04:02
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I love to hear you in the morning
Stirring at the far side of the bed
I know I wake you rather early
You'd rather be there sleeping instead
The hour holds another wonder
The birds are clearing out their throats
The sunlight tears the sky asunder
I have to share a line I just wrote
Darling my darling, Oh darling my darling
Leave all those dreams behind
Darling my darling, Oh darling my darling
Hurry up please, it's time
I know you wonder how I'm doing
How life will shortly begin
For we are only merely human
Slave to ceremony and skin
The apples have fallen from the orchard
Pick me up and never feel ashamed
Your silence is a kind of torture
Open up and let me hear you say
Darling my darling, Oh darling my darling
Leave all those dreams behind
Darling my darling, Oh darling my darling
Hurry up please, it's time
The apples have fallen from the orchard
Pick me up and never feel ashamed
Your silence is a kind of torture
Open up and let me hear you say
Darling my darling, Oh darling my darling
Leave all those dreams behind
Darling my darling, Oh darling my darling
Hurry up please, it's time
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7. |
Hobo Lover's Blues
04:00
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I'm a street rat baby
Crawlin' over broken glass
Save up my nickels and dimes
Sip from your rusted flask
I know you ain't no good
But baby you're my only home
You know these other women don't compare
They be my only rag and bone
I say please baby
I say please let me in
It's been raining since last Tuesday
I'm soaked right to my skin.
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8. |
Way of the World
01:29
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Way of the world is flower and die
Peace among the reeds
Back to the mud, we sink and cry
Peace among the reeds
Four along that road will ride
Peace among the reeds
Way of the world is flower and die
Peace among the reeds
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9. |
Last Trip to Progresso
07:04
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Driver won't you tell me where we are
I'm in the back of the car
This old sun's sinkin' low
Hope you know which way to go
I feel just like a baby
Rocked by the tide
No pillars of safety
Just a long, twisted ride
White lines on the ground
Red and blue siren sound
Ten miles to the south
Kick the trunk
Let me out
I feel just like a baby
Rocked by the tide
No pillars of safety
Just a long, twisted ride
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10. |
After Dinner Rag
01:28
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[...and a one and a two and a big duck soup]
I had nothing to eat for nearly forty days
Strung out so long, soon I'm gonna fade away
Well Adam had Eve to cook him up a sin
I'm sitting here, counting all my ribs
Big pot roast and a monster prime
I'd take mutton over you every time
Well, out so long, soon I'm gonna fade away
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Ross Cohen Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Ross Cohen was born in New York, grew up in Malvern Pennsylvania, schooled in St. Petersburg Florida, and matured in Alamo
Texas. His mobile past has exposed him to various genres of music and lifestyles.
"I write songs, I sing, and I play guitar. Most of them are about girls. Some of them are about murders. Eros and Thanatos, baby. Eros and Thanatos."
... more
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