Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Rowland S. Howard
Guitare
Mick Harvey
Batterie
John Shilo
Violon
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Townes Van Zandt
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Lindsay Gravina
Production
Rob Long
Ingénierie de prise de son
Paroles
Baby, when you leave, don't leave a thing behind
I don't want nothing, I can't use nothing
Take care into the hall and if you see my friends
Tell them I'm fine, and using nothing
Almost burned out my eyes, threw my ears down to the floor
I didn't see nothing, I didn't hear nothing
I stood there like a block of stone knowing all I had to know
And nothing more, man, that's nothing
As brothers our troubles are, locked in each others arms
And you better pray that they never find you
Your back ain't strong enough for burdens double-fold
They'd crush you down, down into nothing
Being born is going blind and bowing down a thousand times
To echoes strung on pure temptation
Sorrow and solitude, these are the precious things
And the only words that are worth remembering
Written by: Townes Van Zandt