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COLD AS THE CLAY / ZIMNY JAK GLINA (Greg Graffin, 2006)
Wytwórnia: Anti
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1. Don't Be Afraid to Run (gitara - Stephen Carroll, perkusja - Jason Tait, bas - Greg Smith, gitara akustyczna, wokal, harmonia - Greg Graffin, banjo - David Bragger), 4:12
2. Omie Wise (melodia ludowa, autor nieznany; gitara - Chris Berry, wokal - Greg Graffin), 3:53
3. Cold As the Clay (gitara i slide - Stephen Carroll, perkusja - Jason Tait, bas - Greg Smith, drugi wokal - Jolie Holland, gitara akustyczna i wokal - Greg Graffin), 3:19
4. Little Sadie (melodia ludowa, autor nieznany; banjo - David Bragger, gitary - Joe Wack, Chris Berry, wokal - Greg Graffin), 2:35
5. Highway (mandolina - David Bragger, gitary - Joe Wack, Chris Berry, wokal - Greg Graffin), 2:34
6. Rebel's Goodbye (gitara - Stephen Carroll, perkusja - Jason Tait, bas - Greg Smith, pianino i wokal - Greg Graffin), 3:52
7. Talk About Suffering (melodia ludowa, autor nieznany; banjo - David Bragger, gitara - Chris Berry, drugi wokal - Jolie Holland, wokal - Greg Graffin), 3:36
8. Willie Moore (melodia ludowa, autor nieznany; skrzypce - David Bragger, banjo - Chris Berry, gitara - Joe Wack, wokal i harmonia - Greg Graffin), 3:56
9. California Cotton Fields (autorzy: Dallas Frazier i Earl Montgomery; banjo - David Bragger, gitary - Joe Wack, Chris Berry, drugi wokal - Jolie Holland, wokal - Greg Graffin), 2:32
10. The Watchmaker's Dial (slide i gitara - Stephen Carroll, perkusja - Jason Tait, bas - Greg Smith, pianino i wokal - Greg Graffin), 2:31
11. One More Hill (melodia ludowa, autor nieznany; gitary - Joe Wack, Chris Berry, drugi wokal - Jolie Holland, Mr. Brett, pianino i wokal - Greg Graffin), 3:02
(12. Footprints in the Snow - utwór nagrany jako materiał na "Cold as the Clay", ale ostatecznie NIEOPUBLIKOWANY)




1. Don't Be Afraid To Run

Down in the holler there's a thriving town, a treasure trove that makes the world go 'round
When the city barons bring their legal papers and guns
Oh darlin' don't be afraid to run
When we came to settle here we came to stay, maybe raise a family, earn a decent wage
Now every public servant reeks of suspicion
So darlin' don't be afraid to run
Darlin' don't be afraid to run and don't turn your back on the noonday sun
Someday redemption will wash everyone but there's no telling when that day will come
So darlin' don't be afraid to run
Maybe we'll rendezvous out in nowheresville or maybe we'll find each other runnin' still
Until we reach that auspicious liaison
Darlin' don't be afraid to run
Darlin' don't be afraid to run and don't turn your back on the noonday sun
The people will greet you with derision. You'll never be their model citizen
So darlin' don't be afraid to run


2. Omie Wise

Come listen to my story I'll tell you no lies, how John Lewis did murder
little Omie Wise
He asked her to meet him at Adams?s spring, said he'd bring her money and
other fine things
So fool-like she met him at Adams?s spring, no money he brought her nor
other fine things
John Lewis, John Lewis won't you tell me your mind, do you intend to marry
me or leave me behind?
Little Omie, Little Omie I'll tell you my mind, my plan is to drown you
and leave you behind
Have mercy on my baby and spare me my life, I'll go home as a beggar and
never be your wife
He hugged her and he kissed her and turned her around and threw her in
deep water where he knew she would drown
It was on one Thursday morning the rain came pouring down and they
searched for Omie's body but it nowhere could be found
Two boys went a fishin' one fine summer day and they saw little Omie's
body go floating away
They called for John Lewis to come to that place so he could see the body
and they could see his face
Though he made no confession they threw him in jail, no friend nor
relation would go on his bail


3. Cold As The Clay

Whispers of ancients buried by dust
Echoes of ages in canyons of rust
Is heaven so lonely? I'll know soon enough
Cold as the clay, dark as a mine
Wasting away blood, sweat, and grime
Panning for gold, picking for dimes, lying in wait for better times
The tools of the trade lie shopworn and old
The skills of the master done died with his soul
And the worklike routine is so lonely and cold
Cold as the clay, dark as the mine
Wasting away, blood, sweat and grime
Panning for gold, picking for dimes
Lying in wait for better times
The land was converted the river was moved
The village expanded, some say it's improved
But the lingering feature is a grim attitude
Cold as the clay, dark as the mine
Wasting away, blood, sweat and grime
Panning for gold, picking for dimes
Lying in wait for better times


4. Little Sadie

Went out last night to take a little round, I met a little Sadie and I blowed her down
Bummed a ride home, got in to bed, 44 smokeless under my head
I began to think what the deed I'd done, grabbed my hat and away'd I run
Made a good run just a little too slow, they overtook me in Jericho
Standin' on the corner, ringin' the bell, up walks the sheriff from Thomasville
Says "young man is your name Brown? 'Member that night you shot Sadie down?"
Oh yes sheriff my name is Lee, I murdered little Sadie in the first degree
First degree, second degree, if you got any papers you can read 'em to me
Took me downtown, dressed me in black, put me on a train and they sent me back
Had no one for to go my bail, they crammed me back in the county jail
Judge and the jury took their stand, the judge held the paper in his right hand
41 days, 41 nights, 41 years to wear the ball and the stripes


5. Highway

Tired old man you're a wastin' slowly battling grey and blue
Built your empire as a shell so nobody preys on you
Remember when you were fresh and bitter like a blossom in its bud?
Struggle to keep the memories free from the sweat and blood
Just to generalize, you sleep and you rise and try to recognize
Like the Red Queen, you're running out of steam every mile
The highway of denial
What a funny way to spend the day like a farmer deep in debt
Tending to the coming harvest, ever trying to forget
Don't you feel like you wanna run away from the mess that you've begun?
Now that they won't let you make it up as you go along
Just to generalize, you sleep and you rise and try to recognize
Like the Red Queen, you're runnin' out of steam every mile
The highway of denial


6. Rebel's Goodbye

The lilies were laid on the marble in the field where the ancestors lay
And the forest was dark and primeval but the boughs seemed to cradle as they swayed
And the church choir sang hallelujah, and the vernal breeze whispered a sigh
Watch the brethren all stand, praise their God, raise your hand
Tow the bell for the Rebel's goodbye
When the boots hit the dirt in formation the mood was determined and bright
And a young, hopeful boy at the station watched the train carry troops to the fight
But the generals died by assassins, the battalions dispersed on the fly
And they paid for their sins with the blood of their kin
Tow the bell for the Rebel's goodbye
In the dark heathen barracks of failure where the tormenters wait for the night
And the sheltering sky hears their lost, tattered cries
Tow the bell for the Rebel's goodbye


7. Talk About Suffering

Talk about sufferin' here below and let's keep a lovin' Jesus
Talk about suffering here below and let's keep a followin' Jesus
Oh can't you hear it brothers (Mother, Father)? And don't you want to go?
And leave this world of sorrow and trouble here below.
The gospel train is coming, now don't you want to go?
And leave this world of sorrow and trouble here below.


8. Willie Moore

Willie Moore was a young man, his age 21 and he courted a damsel fair
Her eyes were as white as a diamond after night and a wavy jet black wore her hair
He courted her by night and day until marriage they did agree
But when he came to get her parents consent they said it could never be
She threw herself in Willie Moore's hands as often she'd done before
And little did he think when he left her that night, sweet Annie he would see no more
It was about the 10th of May, a time I remember it well, that very same
night little Annie disappeared in a way no tongue can tell
Sweet Annie was loved both far and near, she had friends almost all around
And near a little brook not far from her home the body of sweet Annie were found
Her parents now are left alone, one mourns while the other'n weeps and
near a grassy mound outside the cottage door the body of sweet Annie sleeps
Willie Moore scarcely spoke to his friends they say from the moment they both did part
And his last day was spent near his true lover's grave where he died of a broken heart


9. California Cotton Fields

My driftin' memory goes back to the spring of '42 when I was just a child in Momma's arms
My Daddy plowed the fields and prayed and did all he could do to save that broke-down Oklahoma farm
Then one night I heard my Daddy sayin' to my Momma that he finally saved enough for us to go
California was his dream, a paradise that he had seen, the pictures and the magazines had told him so
California cotton fields where labor camps were filled with worried men and broken dreams
California cotton fields was as close to wealth as Daddy ever came
Almost everything we owned was sold or left behind, from Daddy's tools to the fruit that Momma canned
Some folks came to say farewell and see what all we had to sell, some just came to shake my Daddy's hand
The model T was loaded down and California bound and the dream of hope was just four days away
But the only change that I remember seein' in my Daddy was when his brown hair turned to silver grey
California cotton fields where labor camps were filled with worried men and broken dreams
California cotton fields was as close to wealth as Daddy ever came


10. The Watchmaker's Dial

Oh, yonder stands the prophet, the words are music to our ears
But down among the sinners, only pain and sweat and tears
The sermon soothes the simple but the rest are rapt with fear
Oh no, too late to hold a trial, time doesn't wait for the watchmaker's dial
In the best laid plans of history lie the ruins of the past
And a chronicle of suffering shows the mythic pall they cast
To believe is true religion but to see is truth at last
Oh no, too late to hold a trial, time doesn't wait for the watchmaker's dial
Time doesn't wait for the watchmaker's dial


11. One More Hill

Rich man, poor man, beggar or thief, no matter which one in this life you lead
If you think you've reached the top of the world just look all around and you'll see
There's one more hill, just one more hill, there's always a hill left to climb
If you think you've reached the top of the world the hill of judgment is still left to climb
There's a hill that we build every day that you live, the deeds that we do here below
And tomorrow comes when you reach up above, you may climb that mountain and reach heaven's door
There's one more hill, just one more hill, there's always a hill left to climb
If you think you've reached the top of the world the hill of judgment is still left to climb