Don't alter my altar Don't desecrate my shrine My church is the water And my home is underneath the shady pines Don't underestimate the spine in a poor man's back When it's against the wall and his future's black One man's story is another man's shame I ain't bound for glory, I'm bound for flames Take to the woods boy, and cover up your tracks Go away child and don't look back Sad is the lullaby from a mother's heart and soul When she knows her child has strayed from the foal The parish will perish By death's cruel hand And finish the job that fate began All that static in the attic That's just an old drunk ghost His chains are rattlin' but his end is close Ain't no hell below and ain't no heaven above I came for the drinks but I stayed for the love
Should have hit hates in ic in the late 90s or....home areas Lee n dead moans could IA. But can say this w.e.w. is the new hank sr said ot in 98 or 99 saw his first show in the Hall Mall, he's still the o e n I now feel like Lemmy
this probably isn't what the song is about, but this makes me think of young boys who look up to gangsters and mercenaries and the like, admiring them and wanting to grow up to be them but not understanding the pain and misery of that life
This reminds me of the movie American gangster, I think that was it, I feel it's about a desperate man trying to provide for his family. He can't do it legally so he does bad things to make ends meet. This song makes me feel like he'd die to make sure his family is taken care of, even if he can't be alive to see it.
exactly. I haven't always been the most upstanding citizen or particularly sane. I've done some crazy shit,and i was far enough out there that my dad already planned his eulogy for me before I turned 20. over the years I've calmed down,but working around younger people and having a pseudo little brother that idolized that batshit version of me I've tried to get the point across that they should imagine what I would've done then do the opposite. they think in bragging,making shit up,or that I'm somehow cool when I occasionally tell stories about my batshit days,but really I'm trying to tell the poor bastards what will happen if they keep it up... looking back my ex biker/tweaker dad tried the same with me.
it reminds me of my home. here in my 800 population town, our land is our lifeblood. we fish the creeks and lakes for catfish, we farm the land, raise livestock, if we lose our land to big businesses polluting shit, we lose our livelihoods. don't alter my altar, don't desecrate my shrine, my church is the water, and my home is underneath the shady pines.
[V1&3] Don't alter my altar don't desecrate my shrine My church is the water and my home is underneath the shady pines Don't underestimate the spine in a poor man's back when it's against the wall and his future's black [C] One man's story is another man's shame I ain't bound for glory, I'm bound for flames Take to the woods boy, and cover up your tracks Go away child and don't look back [V2] Sad is the lullaby from a mother's heart and soul when she knows her child has strayed from the foal The parish will perish by death's cruel hand and finish the job that fate began All that static in the attic, that's just an old drunk ghost His chains are rattlin' but his end is close Ain't no hell below and ain't no heaven above I came for the drinks but I stayed for the love
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How can anyone dislike something that is just plain cool?
The American culture as we were imagining it back in the days in the USSR. Cool, sinister, and with a banjo.
Don't alter my altar
Don't desecrate my shrine
My church is the water
And my home is underneath the shady pines
Don't underestimate the spine in a poor man's back
When it's against the wall and his future's black
One man's story is another man's shame
I ain't bound for glory, I'm bound for flames
Take to the woods boy, and cover up your tracks
Go away child and don't look back
Sad is the lullaby from a mother's heart and soul
When she knows her child has strayed from the foal
The parish will perish
By death's cruel hand
And finish the job that fate began
All that static in the attic
That's just an old drunk ghost
His chains are rattlin' but his end is close
Ain't no hell below and ain't no heaven above
I came for the drinks but I stayed for the love
Strayed from the fold
Damn this song has been stuck in my head forever. Glad i refound it.
I'd love to hear this in a smoky tavern, surrounded by dirty men and dirty souls. It'd make me smile.
I’m ready when you are. Been working long days in triple digit weather and haven’t showered yet.
Elle king
Exes and
Should have hit hates in ic in the late 90s or....home areas Lee n dead moans could IA. But can say this w.e.w. is the new hank sr said ot in 98 or 99 saw his first show in the Hall Mall, he's still the o e n I now feel like Lemmy
Really Cool - Let it Roll theres nothin but Blues✌☻☮
7 people are bound for glory. The rest of us are bound for flames.
😂
Elliott berührt die Seele...
Αα ρε Γιουλαρα με τις τραγουδαρες σου!!
victoria kastrinaki ασε, το εστειλα στο γκομενακι και το παιζω ψαγμενη 😝
χαχαχαχαχαχα μια απο τα ιδιαααααα
I'm not particularly sure what all y'all are saying, but I'm glad to see you guys enjoying the music!
Pure musical gold.
this probably isn't what the song is about, but this makes me think of young boys who look up to gangsters and mercenaries and the like, admiring them and wanting to grow up to be them but not understanding the pain and misery of that life
This reminds me of the movie American gangster, I think that was it, I feel it's about a desperate man trying to provide for his family. He can't do it legally so he does bad things to make ends meet. This song makes me feel like he'd die to make sure his family is taken care of, even if he can't be alive to see it.
exactly. I haven't always been the most upstanding citizen or particularly sane. I've done some crazy shit,and i was far enough out there that my dad already planned his eulogy for me before I turned 20. over the years I've calmed down,but working around younger people and having a pseudo little brother that idolized that batshit version of me I've tried to get the point across that they should imagine what I would've done then do the opposite. they think in bragging,making shit up,or that I'm somehow cool when I occasionally tell stories about my batshit days,but really I'm trying to tell the poor bastards what will happen if they keep it up... looking back my ex biker/tweaker dad tried the same with me.
it reminds me of my home. here in my 800 population town, our land is our lifeblood. we fish the creeks and lakes for catfish, we farm the land, raise livestock, if we lose our land to big businesses polluting shit, we lose our livelihoods. don't alter my altar, don't desecrate my shrine, my church is the water, and my home is underneath the shady pines.
@@ntrunnrracl this sounds spot on to me as to what this song is about.
@@Mystbilly thank you friend
Go away child go away child don’t look back
This is my summer jam.
Absolutely love this!
Kelly Berquist it's pure class x
This isnt a song, its an initiation, ive had some weird ass moments in my life come to pass when this song has played
true blues
Thats where I heard the full song, but it was used on a video a long time ago called iCrash.
@MrHot4u22
Love that line.
please look up Zeal and Ardor and do something with them
love those guys!
Wow
That and a lot of things.
that's exactly how i found it
🔥
same
This one really does sound like a Tom Waits tune, I think its the ?augmented chords maybe.
I first heard while listening to Tom Waites radio on Pandora. He's in been in rotation ever since.
And still no dislikes
I'd never heard him before Tom Waits Pandora.
lyrics please 😊
[V1&3]
Don't alter my altar
don't desecrate my shrine
My church is the water
and my home is underneath the shady pines
Don't underestimate the spine in a poor man's back
when it's against the wall and his future's black
[C]
One man's story is another man's shame
I ain't bound for glory, I'm bound for flames
Take to the woods boy, and cover up your tracks
Go away child and don't look back
[V2]
Sad is the lullaby from a mother's heart and soul
when she knows her child has strayed from the foal
The parish will perish
by death's cruel hand
and finish the job that fate began
All that static in the attic,
that's just an old drunk ghost
His chains are rattlin' but his end is close
Ain't no hell below and ain't no heaven above
I came for the drinks but I stayed for the love
One man's shame is another man's fetish. And vice versa
DONT LOOK BACK
Like for #200.