Green tractor at an old red barn. A dog barks from a pickup truck.
The crick chubbles beneath my feet. I’ve got a body tied up in a sack.
Pawprints in the racoon mud. Wet nettles on my gooseflesh skin.
Dirty water to my cold, dry lips. I’ve got my Rachel in my arms again.
Bye bye, baby. Baby, bye bye.
This time I really mean it.
Bye bye, baby. Baby, bye bye.
I told you all about me when we met. I said, “Listen, darlin’ can’t you see...
I don’t know how to stop the things I feel. I got something burning up inside of me.”
Bye bye, baby. Baby, bye bye.
This time I really mean it.
Bye bye, baby. Baby, bye bye.
I love you baby more than heaven knows.
I love you more than all these words can say.
That’s why I’m burying your Sunday clothes. We’ll be together in a better place.
I float my Sugar down the river’s joints. I watch it carry her and lay her down.
The sun rises on her sinking nails. She’s going under now, without a sound.
Bye bye, baby. Baby, bye bye.
This time I really mean it.
Bye bye, baby. Baby, bye bye.
credits
from Here Comes The Blood Man,
released January 6, 2003
Jim Walker - Bass, Guitars, Keyboards, Percussion, Vocals
CB Rock - Ambient Instigations
(Vocal and acoustic guitar track recorded live on the banks of the Multnomah Channel...in February...33 degrees. Can you hear me shaking? I can. CB Rock and his mad ideas. It started raining in the middle of this take. You can hear it at the end.)
The Oakland singer's latest album imagines the power struggle between man and nature as a slow, steady tempest of dark folk. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 20, 2019