A friend sent me this a day or two ago, saying that it reminded him of the homeless that we have wandering up and down the streets of our small town. Definitely an emotional song listening to it with them in mind.
What's happened to our country? The coldness being shown to homeless folks... Maybe it's all the mean 'Christians', enough of them to elect a monstrosity like donnie boy president.
Here's the lyrics: Living on bread and wine was easy for John and James and Mother Mary and I’m no saint and that’s my ball and chain Cause when I’m passed that silver chalice I always drink my fill until it knocks me down and tangles up my brain Yeah buddy, it’s a short life, it’s a hell of a life it’s a mean old world, when you’re kicked to the gutter and the firewater is the one thing to put out the flame Walking through the graveyards and sleeping in alleys telling myself the same old stories Drinking that blood and calling it holy wine Looking in windows and seeing a stranger going through hell like a fallen angel Feeling my bones getting old long before their time Yeah buddy, it’s a short life, it’s a hell of a life it’s a mean old world, when you’re kicked to the gutter and the firewater gotcha talking in circles again It’s an empty bottle passing around when your hopes and dreams have all burned down And the firewater is the one thing to put out the flame Take me home, take me home Gather me up in your arms Lord have mercy divine So take me home, take me home Take me home, take me home Cause it’s a short life, it’s a hell of a life, it’s a mean old world when you're kicked to the gutter and the firewater is the one thing to put out the flame Yeah, the firewater is the one thing to put out the flame
It's trying to raise a little compassion for people who 'get kicked to the gutter' or feel like they have. It uplifts me to see them put their compassion into an eloquent song.
Seriously 'downlifting' 😉, but a fantastic exploration of the condition. It feels like you're experiencing that state as you listen. Critter Fuqua knows whereof he speaks.
A friend sent me this a day or two ago, saying that it reminded him of the homeless that we have wandering up and down the streets of our small town. Definitely an emotional song listening to it with them in mind.
What's happened to our country? The coldness being shown to homeless folks...
Maybe it's all the mean 'Christians', enough of them to elect a monstrosity like donnie boy president.
Fantastic writing. This one hit me hard.
A few years later and still amazing
So many people can relate to this unfortunately. Great song !
My song 💯
My friend introduced me to ocms he died in his sleep the same weekend this album was released.
Shoot man. I'm sorry you lost your guy. Keep ya head up.
@@Baldilocks88 based
I've never had a song hit me straight in the soul before
You know it.
This song comes from empathy. Straight up, nonjudgemental empathy.
Here's the lyrics:
Living on bread and wine was easy
for John and James and Mother Mary
and I’m no saint and that’s my ball and chain
Cause when I’m passed that silver chalice
I always drink my fill until it
knocks me down and tangles up my brain
Yeah buddy, it’s a short life, it’s a hell of a life
it’s a mean old world, when you’re kicked to the gutter
and the firewater is the one thing to put out the flame
Walking through the graveyards and sleeping in alleys
telling myself the same old stories
Drinking that blood and calling it holy wine
Looking in windows and seeing a stranger
going through hell like a fallen angel
Feeling my bones getting old long before their time
Yeah buddy, it’s a short life, it’s a hell of a life
it’s a mean old world, when you’re kicked to the gutter
and the firewater gotcha talking in circles again
It’s an empty bottle passing around
when your hopes and dreams have all burned down
And the firewater is the one thing to put out the flame
Take me home, take me home
Gather me up in your arms Lord have mercy divine
So take me home, take me home
Take me home, take me home
Cause it’s a short life, it’s a hell of a life,
it’s a mean old world when you're kicked to the gutter
and the firewater is the one thing to put out the flame
Yeah, the firewater is the one thing to put out the flame
Thank you!
Even though the lyrics are very clear, it's very helpful to see them all written down, much appreciated.
Best. Song. Ever.
One of them
@@michaeljhall86 Fair enough.
Weed is better for keeping hope alive than firewater.
That's seriously not uplifting
It's trying to raise a little compassion for people who 'get kicked to the gutter' or feel like they have. It uplifts me to see them put their compassion into an eloquent song.
Seriously 'downlifting' 😉, but a fantastic exploration of the condition. It feels like you're experiencing that state as you listen. Critter Fuqua knows whereof he speaks.