the ground grown too hard with the years.
Falling down was not what it used to be
the ground grown too hard with the years.
He told his children those little white lies
the truth would only paralyze them.
He told himself those little white lies
the truth would only paralyze him.
Lay it down,
lay it down.
He sold most of what he cherished,
the rest he let them steal.
Shot his dog out in the open field,
the rest he let them steal.
He broke all of his promises,
under a sea green sky.
They never thought to ask him why,
under a sea green sky.
Lay it down,
lay it down.
Please bury me in the cottonwood trees
the ground grown too cold for me.
Going to sleep tonight in a warm feather bed
the ground grown too cold for me.
Lay it down,
lay it down.
Cowboy Junkies are an alternative country and folk rock band formed in Toronto, Ontario, Canada in 1985 by Alan Anton (bassist), Michael Timmins (songwriter, guitarist), Peter Timmins (drummer) and Margo Timmins (vocalist). The three Timminses are siblings, and Anton worked with Michael Timmins during their first couple of bands. John Timmins was a member of the band but left the group before the recording of their debut studio album. The band line-up has never changed since, although they use several guest musicians on many of their studio albums, including multi-instrumentalist Jeff Bird who has performed on every album except the first.
Cowboy Junkies' 1986 debut studio album, produced by Canadian producer Peter Moore, was the blues-inspired Whites Off Earth Now!!, recorded in the family garage using a single ambisonic microphone.
The band gained wide recognition with their second studio album, The Trinity Session (1988), recorded in 1987 at Toronto's Church of the Holy Trinity. Their sound, again with Peter Moore using the ambisonic microphone, and their mix of blues, country, folk, rock and jazz earned them both critical attention and a strong fan base. The Los Angeles Times named the recording one of the 10 best albums of 1988.
Cowboy Junkies have gone on to record 16 studio albums and five live albums, with tour dates booked into 2024.
yes, the hypnotic bass line is reminiscent of the doors or perhaps jefferson airplane
Yes, and that's where they still belong, a local Toronto "indie" band that plays the local clubs ad infinitum because they're too ordinary to compete elsewhere. Just the asinine lyrics of this song is enough. These are art school lyrics about imaginary dramas that never have an ending; the great short stories that the author figured are more "popular" if he leaves out the endings. Sorry, I know you like this tripe. But I can't fathom this band's appeal, the forced etherealness, and zombie-like talentless singing. But that's just me.
I pity you tiny
Yes, and that's where they still belong, a local Toronto "indie" band that plays the local clubs ad infinitum because they're too ordinary to compete elsewhere. Just the asinine lyrics of this song is enough. These are art school lyrics about imaginary dramas that never have an ending; the great short stories that the author figured are more "popular" if he leaves out the endings. Sorry, I know you like this tripe. But I can't fathom this band's appeal, the forced etherealness, and zombie-like talentless singing. But that's just me.
There's an old expression that really can apply here. Stop me if you've heard it...
"If you can't say something nice, shut the f*ck up."
What he said!...
the truth would only paralyze them.
He told himself those little white lies
the truth would only paralyze him."
Such a great truth here.....
There's an old expression that really can apply here. Stop me if you've heard it...
"If you can't say something nice, shut the f*ck up."
Very well stated! I Agree!
"He told his children those little white lies
the truth would only paralyze them.
He told himself those little white lies
the truth would only paralyze him."
Such a great truth here.....
Ah yes. All is explained.
I pity you tiny
I don't . The pompous twit known as tiny went to a lot of effort to sound oh-so-very-smart about why we shouldn't like CJ.
Also too, would it sound better if it was "business school lyrics about real dramas with an ending" ?
Tiny's comment was as stupid as it was negative.
Thank you!
I for one find Margo's siren-on-Thorazine style irresistably sexy.
That's a metaphor for ya.
old_shep wrote:This song would have fit right into 1969. The good part of 1969.
What if 69 turned up to be 96? I don't mind. I. Don't. Mind.