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Townes Van Zandt
Interprète
Anthony Pike
Clarinette
Caroline Dearnley
Violoncelle
Christie Lawrence
Basse
David Hartley
Piano
Gary Kettel
Percussion
Ian Thomas
Batterie
Mitchell Dalton
Guitare
Peter Lale
Musique
Philippa Davies
Flûte
Ralph De Souza
Violon
Richard Skinner
Basson
Rose Warren-Green
Violon
Skaila Kanga
Harpe
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Townes Van Zandt
Composition
Jill Streater
Copie musicale
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Brian McNelis
Production déléguée
Carter Burwell
Production
Jaap Buitendijk
Photographie
James Bellamy
Ingénierie de montage
Karen Elliott
Supervision musicale
Lynda Karr
Infographie
Michael Farrow
Ingénierie de mixage
Perry Cunningham
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Skip Williamson
Production déléguée
Stephanie Mente
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Paroles
When she had twenty years, well she turned to her mother
Saying mother, I know that you'll grieve
But I've given my soul to st john the gambler
Tomorrow comes time to leave
For the hills cannot hold back my sorrow forever
And dead men lie deep 'round the door
The only salvation that's mine for the asking
So mother, think on me no more
And winter held high round the mountains' breast
And the cold of a thousand snows
Lay heaped upon the forest's leaf
But she dressed in calico
For a gambler likes his women fancy
Fancy she would be
And the fire of her longing would keep way the cold
And her dress was a sight to see
But the road was long beneath the feet
She followed her frozen breath
In search of a certain st john the gambler
Stumbling to her death
She heard his laughter right down from the mountains
And danced with her mother's tears
To a funeral drawn of calico
'Neath the cross of twenty years
To a funeral drawn of calico
'Neath the cross of twenty years
Writer(s): John Townes Van Zandt
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