Saturday, April 15, 2017

Gillian Welch and David Rawlings


[ed. David Rawlings' guitar...]

Becky Johnson bought the farm 
Put a needle in her arm 
That's the way that it goes 
That's the way 

And her brother laid her down 
In the cold Kentucky ground 
That's the way that it goes 
That's the way 

That's the way that it goes 
Everybody's buying little baby clothes 
That's the way that it ends 
Though there was a time when she and I were friends 

Well, Miranda ran away 
Took her cat and left LA 
That's the way that it goes 
That's the way 

She was busted, broke and flat 
Had to sell that pussy cat 
That's the way that it goes 
That's the way 

That's the way that it goes 
Everybody's buying little baby clothes 
That's the way that it ends 
Though there was a time when he and I were friends 

See the brightest ones of all 
Early in October fall 
That's the way that it goes 
That's the way 

While the dark ones go to bed 
With good whiskey in their head 
That's the way that it goes 
That's the way 

Now Billy Joe's back in the tank 
You tell Russo, I'll tell Frank 
That's the way that it goes 
That's the way 

Did he throw her down a well? 
Did she leave him for that swell? 
That's the way that it goes 
That's the way 

That's the way that it goes 
Everybody's buying little baby clothes 
That's the way that it ends 
Though there was a time when all of us were friends 

When you lay me down to rest 
Leave a pistol in my vest 
That's the way that it goes 
That's the way 

Do you miss my gentle touch? 
Did I hurt you very much? 
That's the way that it goes 
That's the way 

That's the way that it goes 
Everybody's buying little baby clothes 
That's the way that it ends 
Though there was a time when you and I were friends