William, I met you in Oklahoma City and bought a few shots of whiskey for us. We talked about horses and homemade shoes after your set. You're a great human being, that is a cherished memory for me. Thanks for the music amigo, this is one of my favorite songs ever.
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
William, I met you in Oklahoma City and bought a few shots of whiskey for us. We talked about horses and homemade shoes after your set. You're a great human being, that is a cherished memory for me. Thanks for the music amigo, this is one of my favorite songs ever.
this deserves more likes.
mastrbutcher just got one more :)
I have watched this countless times, and I will continue to. Thank you for capturing this, it is an essential recording... X
Wow that voice.
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
this is simply awesome!!! ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐
So much soul
I love this song!
Finesse and some profound touches. This is shaking and disturbing as it is lovely and life praising.
thank you so much Mr. Whitmore!!
This is amazing. What a true musician.
Just saw Will at the Grey Area Aug.10th. Great show! Larry Long
Can't wait to see you at hinterland, making Iowans proud!
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Good stuff
Cool old Kay banjo
I rank him with JJ Grey and Tom Waits.
I don't think I've ever seen a four string banjo before. Are those harder to find?
Not if you just take the 5th string off :) (which is what I think he usually does)
They are called tenor banjos. They were popular in Celtic folk and earlier country.