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Published on Jan 17, 2010
My tribute to one of my alltime heroes: Townes van Zandt. Some songwriter! R.I.P. Townes !
John Townes Van Zandt (March 7, 1944 -- January 1, 1997), best known as Townes Van Zandt, was an American singer-songwriter. Many of his songs, including "If I Needed You," "To Live is to Fly," and "No Place to Fall" are considered standards of their genre.
(Released on my 2nd CD 'LongWayAway' (2002)
The various sounds overdubbed on this home-recorded demo are by former BOOTLEG-guitarist Dick Zoeteweij, check his myspace out: trickydicky! For BOOTLEG please go see myspace.com/bootlegouterspacerock
(me and my guitar were recorded one night at the home of and by the former co-founder of my band BOOTLEG the late Gerrit van Berkum who died in 2007. So sorry for losing track and contact! Last time i saw him alive was at The Mavericks-concert in our hometown Zwolle)
This song is beyond doubt ONE OF THE SADDEST Stories ever told, i guess (who's sayin' life is tough?? ... huh???... Nobody, no more, after hearing this one!!!)
I stood in line and left my name Took about six hours or so. Well, the man just grinned like it was all a game and said they'd let me know. I put in my time till the Pocono Line shut down 2 years ago. I was stayin' at the Mission till i met Marie Now i can't stay there no more.
Fella 'cross town said he's lookin' for a man to move some old cars around. Maybe me and Marie could find a burned out van and do a little settlin'down. Aw, but i'm just dreamin', i ain't got no ride and the yunkyards's a pretty good ways. That job's about a half week old besides it''d be gone now anyway.
Unemployment said i got no more checks and he showed me to the hall. My brother died in Georgia some time ago i got no one left to call. Summer wasn't bad below the bridge A little short on food that's all. Now i gotta get Marie some kind of coat, we're headed down into fall.
I used to play the mouthharp pretty good, hustled up a little dough. But i got drunk and i woke up rolled a couple months ago. They got my harp and they got my dollar Them low life so and so's Harps cost money and i ain't got it it's my own fault i suppose.
The Pocono's down but the Chesapeak's runnin' with two freights every day. If it was just me i'd be headin' south but Marie can't catch no train. She's got some pain and she thinks it's a baby Says we've gotta wait and see. In my heart i know it's a little boy Hope he don't end like me.
Well the man's still grinnin' says he lost my file i gotta stand in line again. I want to kill him but i just say no i had enough of your line my friend. I head back to bridge, it's gettin' kinda cold, i'm feelin' too low down to lie. I guess i'll just tell Marie the truth hope she don't break down and cry.
Marie she didn't wake up this mornin' she didn't even try. She just rolled over and she went to Heaven with my litle boy safe inside. I laid them in the sun where somebody'd find them, caught a Chesapeak on the fly. Marie'll know i'm headed south so's to meet me by and by
Yeah Marie'll know i'm headed south so's to meet me by and by
"MARIE" (Written by Townes van Zandt, Townes' original version is on the 1994-album 'No Deeper Blue')
Townes van Zandt died at the age of only 52 in 1997.. R.I.P.