My father died two days ago at 47 years old. I'm 21 as I write this. We missed out on a lot of years together and I didn't meet him until I was 10. He wasn't immediately available after either, we saw each other any time I had a break from school but when I tuned 18 and started working and living alone, paying bills we saw each other less and less. He loved me with everything he had, but we were just victims of circumstance. We both made mistakes and didn't have the proper relationship most sons have with their fathers, especially toward the last year. But a couple weeks ago when I heard how his health was steadily declining I went to see him and I was met with a man who had that look in his eye. That look belongs to a man who knows he's not long for livin'. I'm glad we buried the hatchet before it was too late, old man. I love you. Rest in Peace.
My grandfather died today. 100 years old, last of the true American dreams. Stayed dry eyed all day for the family. Just lost my shit the moment this song started. You knew guy. RIP
my father died september 11, 2019 i didn’t cry. there was alot of friction between us. i loved the man with my whole heart and respected him more than he ever knew. i don’t have regrets some people just don’t see eye to eye. about the only thing we agreed on was that just because you love someone doesn’t mean you have to like them. but he had an old knife. as kid i always took it out of his drawer and looked at it. when he passed we found it in his night stand with a letter wrapped around it with a rubber band around it. it said i’d like jacob to have this knife. tell him to put it in his drawer so he can take it out and look at it when he wants to. apparently he knew when i messed with it lol. that man seemed to know everything! i still haven’t cried but i wish he would have seen me as a friend and not a threat to his place in the family. i never thought i was his equal and certainly not the patriarch of the family. i am now but i never was a threat. i’m just the man that i became because of his direction. for some reason he faulted me for that. i was the only kid of his that followed in his foot steps and worked in the same field he worked in. i did that because i admired him not to compete. that’s certainly how he seen it though. he always thought we were competing for something. i always seen him as the man to strive to be like that’s all. i just wish he would have understood that.
Well, I just cried a little bit reading that. Guess me and my father have something similar, though he has not yet passed (I'm sorry to hear that yours had). My father and I are very different people, but I respect and love him, even if we often don't see eye to eye. Anyway, thanks for sharing your story. This is a great song and certainly makes me think of my father, too.
God bless you and your late father your story touched me very much. I have lost my pops this past September 23rd 2020 he was my best friend. I wound up basically in the same trade as he was too pretty much for all the same reasons you have stated. My mother is still with me however our relationship is very much the same as you describe yours and your fathers. She has told me on many occasions throughout the years that she loves me but finds it hard to like me and we could never see eye to eye on anything. Couldn't ever do anything that would make her happy. I love her with all my heart and I'll always have hope that one day she will look at me and realize that she has raised a good man. But there's more time behind us now than we have ahead for sure maybe on the other side. Just so ya know you ain't the only one feels that way. God bless!
I guess nearly every father has a Randall knife of sorts ... this may be the best song ever written about a son missing a father .Guy Clark (rip ) was a national treasure
My father passed away a few years ago on Christmas Eve and I haven't really had a good cry since. Hearing this Guy Clark cover just opened the flood gates.
U quick learn. If u do cry u get more woopins. U try tire him out. U might win so u think, cant walk for a week and still have walk school, and sit down in class, weren't thinking about that part when defying man were ya. Lol
B Shaw I always thought that sort of thing was a mistake. Crying is not weakness. It is just how we express one form of emotional pain. There is strength in tears. You cry out the sorrow, frustration, and pain. Then wipe them away, pick yourself up, and go on again. We come out the other side stronger for having bent and not broken. Nothing against not crying and keeping the emotion in if that works for you but for many catharsis would be easier without unnecessary baggage.
My father had a Randall knife because I had one made for him. This was his favorite song, so it seemed appropriate. The saddest day of my life was the day I inherited the Randall knife from him. I had hoped it would be many more years before it was returned to me.
This is a very special moment in Old Soul Radio Show history. After Colter received the knife, the transition into Guy Clark’s Randall Knife brought a few tears to my eyes. You are a generous friend, W.B.
Guy Clark wrote some great songs. This is one of my favourite tunes. Colter Wall did a great cover of it. I get chocked up about half way through it. I have a #1 Fighter Randall In the safe, I'm haunting for one of my Marine son's.
My father had a Randall knife My mother gave it to him When he went off to WWII To save us all from ruin If you've ever held a Randall knife Then you know my father well If a better blade was ever made It was probably forged in hell My father was a good man A lawyer by his trade And only once did I ever see Him misuse the blade It almost cut his thumb off When he took it for a tool The knife was made for darker things And you could not bend the rules He let me take it camping once On a Boy Scout jamboree And I broke a half an inch off Trying to stick it in a tree I hid it from him for a while But the knife and he were one He put it in his bottom drawer Without a hard word one There it slept and there it stayed For twenty some odd years Sort of like Excalibur Except waiting for a tear My father died when I was forty And I couldn't find a way to cry Not because I didn't love him Not because he didn't try I'd cried for every lesser thing Whiskey, pain and beauty But he deserved a better tear And I was not quite ready So we took his ashed out to sea And poured `em off the stern And threw the roses in the wake Of everything we'd learned When we got back to the house They asked me what I wanted Not the lawbooks not the watch I need the things he's haunted My hand burned for the Randall knife There in the bottom drawer And I found a tear for my father's life And all that it stood for
The nature of this song is intimate and personal and cannot be covered by anyone else. This guy did a very good job but it's not the kind of song anyone else should cover.
I'm not a mennonite but know many up elmira, and some,give u shirt off back in an instant if needed it. Never came that way me, gave my shirts and trust they go right place. Dont pick no fights with no mennonites. You Go Colter, you are speaking for all Ontario too.
My grandad lost couple brothers and uncle. Front line volunteer scot regiment. In dieppe mud. Made it back. Suffered survivor guilt his whole life. Still raised 8 children rolling rubber at Goodwill factory in mimico. Came back from hell and worked like hell put food in families tummy. Coal days keep heat on. Wouldnt be here today if he hadnt
Guy sold it to Taco Cabana (Texas Fast Food Taco Joint)...and when they found out what the song was about they pulled it from TV rotation. Guy still got paid.lol AINT IT FUN BEING FROM TEXAS!
My father died two days ago at 47 years old. I'm 21 as I write this. We missed out on a lot of years together and I didn't meet him until I was 10. He wasn't immediately available after either, we saw each other any time I had a break from school but when I tuned 18 and started working and living alone, paying bills we saw each other less and less. He loved me with everything he had, but we were just victims of circumstance. We both made mistakes and didn't have the proper relationship most sons have with their fathers, especially toward the last year. But a couple weeks ago when I heard how his health was steadily declining I went to see him and I was met with a man who had that look in his eye. That look belongs to a man who knows he's not long for livin'. I'm glad we buried the hatchet before it was too late, old man. I love you. Rest in Peace.
Very similar situation with my dad. Glad you got to spend time with him at the end. I didn’t get that myself.
I'm sorry to hear that, Mr W.B. But thank you for the kind words. I hope you've found peace with that loss. I'm struggling with it myself.
I’ve grown to understand you gotta play the cards you’re dealt. A lot of things are outta our control.
My grandfather died today. 100 years old, last of the true American dreams. Stayed dry eyed all day for the family. Just lost my shit the moment this song started. You knew guy. RIP
Sorry for your loss friend. 100 years, that’s one heck of a life. Cheers to ya brother 🍻
my father died september 11, 2019 i didn’t cry. there was alot of friction between us. i loved the man with my whole heart and respected him more than he ever knew. i don’t have regrets some people just don’t see eye to eye. about the only thing we agreed on was that just because you love someone doesn’t mean you have to like them. but he had an old knife. as kid i always took it out of his drawer and looked at it. when he passed we found it in his night stand with a letter wrapped around it with a rubber band around it. it said i’d like jacob to have this knife. tell him to put it in his drawer so he can take it out and look at it when he wants to. apparently he knew when i messed with it lol. that man seemed to know everything! i still haven’t cried but i wish he would have seen me as a friend and not a threat to his place in the family. i never thought i was his equal and certainly not the patriarch of the family. i am now but i never was a threat. i’m just the man that i became because of his direction. for some reason he faulted me for that. i was the only kid of his that followed in his foot steps and worked in the same field he worked in. i did that because i admired him not to compete. that’s certainly how he seen it though. he always thought we were competing for something. i always seen him as the man to strive to be like that’s all. i just wish he would have understood that.
Well, I just cried a little bit reading that. Guess me and my father have something similar, though he has not yet passed (I'm sorry to hear that yours had). My father and I are very different people, but I respect and love him, even if we often don't see eye to eye.
Anyway, thanks for sharing your story. This is a great song and certainly makes me think of my father, too.
God bless you and your late father your story touched me very much. I have lost my pops this past September 23rd 2020 he was my best friend. I wound up basically in the same trade as he was too pretty much for all the same reasons you have stated. My mother is still with me however our relationship is very much the same as you describe yours and your fathers. She has told me on many occasions throughout the years that she loves me but finds it hard to like me and we could never see eye to eye on anything. Couldn't ever do anything that would make her happy. I love her with all my heart and I'll always have hope that one day she will look at me and realize that she has raised a good man. But there's more time behind us now than we have ahead for sure maybe on the other side. Just so ya know you ain't the only one feels that way. God bless!
Maybe you were too much like him and it worried him🤔
I guess nearly every father has a Randall knife of sorts ... this may be the best song ever written about a son missing a father .Guy Clark (rip ) was a national treasure
Yes they do
My father passed away a few years ago on Christmas Eve and I haven't really had a good cry since. Hearing this Guy Clark cover just opened the flood gates.
Puts hair on back neck for sure. God Bless.
Brought up not cry here. Get a good old fashion whoopin if did
U quick learn. If u do cry u get more woopins. U try tire him out. U might win so u think, cant walk for a week and still have walk school, and sit down in class, weren't thinking about that part when defying man were ya. Lol
U dont want run that line too often or make damn sure u dont get caught...
B Shaw I always thought that sort of thing was a mistake. Crying is not weakness. It is just how we express one form of emotional pain. There is strength in tears. You cry out the sorrow, frustration, and pain. Then wipe them away, pick yourself up, and go on again. We come out the other side stronger for having bent and not broken. Nothing against not crying and keeping the emotion in if that works for you but for many catharsis would be easier without unnecessary baggage.
Am I the only one who wishes I could be in whatever dive bar that is pictured in the background to hear Colter sing in a dark corner?
Count me in!!
More too it. My grandad came back from ww11. Know what hes saying
Reason he kept it in his foot locker. So easy cut ur fingers off u wouldnt know u did until too late. Serious blade.
You would want that. That little looking knife could carve u to pieces in 3 second flat...
That there would be wb walkers barn and grill sir
RIP Guy... never heard anybody cover this one... such a personal song that i guess i assumed that i'd never hear it live again.
These were my thoughts exactly. And two years later I run into this gem.
My father had a Randall knife because I had one made for him. This was his favorite song, so it seemed appropriate. The saddest day of my life was the day I inherited the Randall knife from him. I had hoped it would be many more years before it was returned to me.
See if you like this:
Ray Wylie Hubbard
"Knives of Spain"
AINT IT FUN BEING FROM TEXAS!
This is a very special moment in Old Soul Radio Show history. After Colter received the knife, the transition into Guy Clark’s Randall Knife brought a few tears to my eyes. You are a generous friend, W.B.
Joe Wilson where can I listen to that episode?
@@Imagine2495 if you have the podcast app, it’s episode 200
I’ll never get tired of this one
Guy Clark wrote some great songs. This is one of my favourite tunes.
Colter Wall did a great cover of it.
I get chocked up about half way through it. I have a #1 Fighter Randall
In the safe, I'm haunting for one of my Marine son's.
Guy doing Steve Earle's "Fort Worth Blues"
Happy Listening but grab the kleenex.
AINT IT FUN BEING FROM TEXAS!
The power this song has is unmentionable. Thanks for doing such homage to a legend!
My father had a Randall knife
My mother gave it to him
When he went off to WWII
To save us all from ruin
If you've ever held a Randall knife
Then you know my father well
If a better blade was ever made
It was probably forged in hell
My father was a good man
A lawyer by his trade
And only once did I ever see
Him misuse the blade
It almost cut his thumb off
When he took it for a tool
The knife was made for darker things
And you could not bend the rules
He let me take it camping once
On a Boy Scout jamboree
And I broke a half an inch off
Trying to stick it in a tree
I hid it from him for a while
But the knife and he were one
He put it in his bottom drawer
Without a hard word one
There it slept and there it stayed
For twenty some odd years
Sort of like Excalibur
Except waiting for a tear
My father died when I was forty
And I couldn't find a way to cry
Not because I didn't love him
Not because he didn't try
I'd cried for every lesser thing
Whiskey, pain and beauty
But he deserved a better tear
And I was not quite ready
So we took his ashed out to sea
And poured `em off the stern
And threw the roses in the wake
Of everything we'd learned
When we got back to the house
They asked me what I wanted
Not the lawbooks not the watch
I need the things he's haunted
My hand burned for the Randall knife
There in the bottom drawer
And I found a tear for my father's life
And all that it stood for
Colter you legend. I’m so glad you covered this. Keep it up.
Great job Colter. I think Guy would have liked it.
Too much greatness for one song
You did it justice Colter.
I was looking for covers of "The guitar", somehow i came back to the king of modern folk and country.
Great cover of a great song
Just beautiful my boy
They asked me what I wanted.
Not the law books, not the watch.
I need the thing he has haunted.
The great Colter Wall covering the great Guy Clark
Thanks for that, fan of Guy's, very glad you keeping it up!
W.B. , thank you for telling me the story behind this video brother, it really means a lot
Appreciate that brother
Hope to see you again soon ❤️🍻
Thank you for posting this, W.B. - I think Guy would've approved. Colter does a great job.
Yeah colter! Thank you for your music, regards from spain:P
Great job.
Did that song justice
Well done Colter.
This is true talent and skill....amazing colter.....
absolutely brilliant cover, Colter. Love it. Thanks for posting it W.B
Really great tune,u do it well!
Man Guy Clark really knows how to write em…. Colter knows how to sing em
Alright who’s cutting onions in here.
The talking style vocals in this song remind me of I'm still here by Pearl Jam
Thank you colter
The Greatest generation tryin'a "Save us all from ruin"
The nature of this song is intimate and personal and cannot be covered by anyone else. This guy did a very good job but it's not the kind of song anyone else should cover.
Does anyone remember that you are not supposed to give a knife to a loved one-exchange it for some pennies instead-sos you don’t cut the love???
I don’t have a Randell knife, but I have my dad’s Ruana
Yep
Good man
Tells lot stories, sings and plays well, but he dont lie.
I'm not a mennonite but know many up elmira, and some,give u shirt off back in an instant if needed it. Never came that way me, gave my shirts and trust they go right place. Dont pick no fights with no mennonites. You Go Colter, you are speaking for all Ontario too.
Thank you.
Wish I could get my hands on a Randall but my wife would shit if I spent $300+ on a knife lol
Hand her a roll of toilet paper.
you'd be lucky if you could find one for 300
Where would you get a Randall for 300.00? I'll take a dozen right now.Waiting list is years.
code bullet
My grandfather called it the scottish pick
👍
Boot knife
Should seen big one. Lol
We can laugh now but cant laugh ar all
My grandad lost couple brothers and uncle. Front line volunteer scot regiment. In dieppe mud. Made it back. Suffered survivor guilt his whole life. Still raised 8 children rolling rubber at Goodwill factory in mimico. Came back from hell and worked like hell put food in families tummy. Coal days keep heat on. Wouldnt be here today if he hadnt
Nice tribute song, but man, that knife he’s holding still has the tip on it…
The guitar riff sounds a lot like a song of his but I can't quite pin it...
Saskatchewan in 1881
Let Him Roll"
Guy sold it to Taco Cabana (Texas Fast Food Taco Joint)...and when they found out what the song was about they pulled it from TV rotation. Guy still got paid.lol
AINT IT FUN BEING FROM TEXAS!