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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tom Waits
Tom Waits
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tom Waits
Tom Waits
Songwriter
Kathleen Brennan
Kathleen Brennan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tom Waits
Tom Waits
Producer
Kathleen Brennan
Kathleen Brennan
Associate Producer
Biff Dawes
Biff Dawes
Engineer
Tchad Blake
Tchad Blake
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

There was a murder in the red barn A murder in the red barn The trees are bending over And the cows are lying down The autumn's taking over You can hear the buckshot hounds The watchman said To Reba the Loon Was that pale at manzanita Or was it blind Bob Raccoon? Pin it on a drifter They sleep beneath the bridge One plays the violin And sleeps inside a fridge There was a murder in the red barn A murder in the red barn Someone's crying in the woods Someone's burying all his clothes Now slam the crank from Wheezer Slept outside last night and froze Road kill has it's seasons Just like anything There's possums in the autumn And there's farm cats in the spring There was a murder in the red barn A murder in the red barn Now thou shalt not covet thy neighbor's house Or covet thy neighbor's wife But for some murder is the only door thru which they enter life Now they surrounded the house They smoked him out Took him off in chains The sky turned black and bruised And we had months of heavy rains Now the ravens nest in the rotted roof Of Chenoweth's old place And no one's asking Cal About that scar upon his face 'Cause there's nothin' strange About an axe with bloodstains in barn There's always some killin' You got to do around the farm A murder in the red barn Murder in the red barn The woods will never tell What sleeps beneath the trees Or what's buried 'neath a rock Or hiding in the leaves 'Cause road kill has it's seasons Just like anything It's possums in the autumn And it's farm cats in the spring A murder in the red barn A murder in the red barn Now a lady can't do nothin' Without folks tongues waggin' Is that blood on the tree Or is it autumn's red blaze When the ground' soft for diggin' And the rain will bring all this gloom There's nothing wrong with a lady Drinking alone in her room But there was a murder in the red barn A murder in the red barn There was a murder in the red barn A murder in the red barn
Writer(s): Kathleen Brennan, Thomas Alan Waits Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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