Murdering Stone
The Walkabouts
Man came down from the field
A lonely horseman
Headin' back to the stable
Said he was sorry
But his cain was not able
To save us all from ourselves
Man sees the blood on every door
And hears the laughter
In the good people's hearts
Their pocket's empty
And their coats ripped apart
And the man makes a promise to the town
I wanna give you my murdering stone
Give you my murdering stone
Happy-go-lucky's back in town
Happy-go-lucky's says he's fit to be tied
Now that his hands have done
A sin worse than pride
And the man makes a promise to us all
I wanna give you my murdering stone
Give you my murdering stone
Won't you take my X2
I wanna give you my murdering stone
My hands are heavy now that all the guns are home
Take my murdering stone
And I wanna give you my murdering stone
Please take my murdering (X2)
Please take my murdering stone
Great song - but the version on "Fort Apache" blows this out of the water.
Can't find it anywhere.
DJkevvykev 11 months ago
I discovered it many years ago on a compilation CD called "this is fort apache" and I got this CD because of another song from a CD coming along with CMJ New Music Monthly magazine.
The version I have is a different one, probably recorded there, at the Fort Apache studio in Roxbury, near the heart of Boston's ghetto.
dufourjm 1 year ago
great song.....too bad more people are not familiar with the tune
klaleidoscopeeyes 1 year ago
At last, I had this song many years ago on a sample tape from nme
thanks for posting
chr1ssboy 1 year ago 2