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Murder in The Red Barn |
(tom waits/k. brennan)
There was a murder in the red barn
Murder in the red barn
The trees are bending over
The cows are lying down
The autumn’s taking over
You can hear the buckshot hounds
The watchman said to reba the loon
Was it pale at manzanita
Or blind bob the raccoon?
Pin it on a drifter
They sleep beneath the bridge
One plays the violin
And sleeps inside a fridge
There was a murder in the red barn
A murder in the red barn
Someone’s crying in the woods
Someone’s burying all his clothes
Now slam the crank from wheezer
Slept outside last night and froze
Road kill has it’s seasons
Just like anything
It’s possums in the autumn
And it’s farm cats in the spring
There was a murder in the red barn
A murder in the red barn
Now thou shalt not covet thy neighbor’s house
Or covet thy neighbor’s wife
But for some
Murder is the only door thru which they enter life
Now they surrounded the house
They smoke him out
They took him off in chains
The sky turned black and bruised
And we had months of heavy rains
Now the raven’s nest in the rotted roof
Of chenoweth’s old place
And no one’s asking cal
About that scar upon his face
’cause there’s nothin’ strange
About an axe with bloodstains in the barn
There’s always some killin’
You got to do around the farm
A murder in the red barn
Murder in the red barn
Now the woods will never tell
What sleeps beneath the trees
Or what’s buried ’neath a rock
Or hiding in the leaves
’cause road kill has it’s seasons
Just like anything
It’s possums in the autumn
And it’s farm cats in the spring
A murder in the red barn
A murder in the red barn
Now a lady can’t do nothin’
Without folks’ tongues waggin’
Is this blood on the tree
Or is it autumn’s red blaze
When the ground’s soft for diggin’
And the rain will bring all this gloom
There’s nothing wrong with a lady
Drinking alone in her room
But there was a murder in the red barn
A murder in the red barn
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