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November Tale was released on January 19, 2015 by Cooking Vinyl Limited as a part of the album Modern Blues

Song Details

AlbumModern Blues

Release DateJanuary 19, 2015

LabelCooking Vinyl Limited

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM100

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

The Waterboys

Performer

Anthony LaMarchina

Anthony LaMarchina

Cello

David Davidson

Violin

Kris Wilkinson

Viola

Vicki Hampton

Background Vocals

Zach Ernst

Guitar

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Mike Scott

Songwriter

James Maddock

Songwriter

Paul Brown

String Arranger

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Mike Scott

Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Come here

[Verse 2]

Her communique arrived with it's expression of her feeling

I swear I had no idea she'd been holding and concealing

Such a storm of words unsaid, that absurd as it appears

Had been blowing in her head for twenty-seven years

[Verse 3]

I knew I had to face her, so I grabbed my Davy Crockett

Threw a scarf around my neck and put twenty dollars in my pocket

Find her in the same old place, pamphlet in her fist

When she saw my wind-blown face, she said, "Wow, look at who it is"

[Verse 4]

Meet me on the mat parade

Where the midnight bells are chiming

We'll dress up as the harlequin and the clown

Pile all the blunders that we've made

In a tower too tall for climbing

And we'll burn the damn thing down

[Verse 5]

In the great November light, she was older, still alluring

Her gray and longer than it ever had been during

The days we love and slept in her bed of painted wood

In the little place she kept in a crumbling neighborhood

[Verse 6]

We've walked along awhile, like we were old companions

But I could feel the gulf between us, yawning like a canyon

She, with her turgent code, her extravagant beliefs

Me, a creature of the road, a child of dust and grief

[Verse 7]

Meet me on the mat parade

When the midnight bells are chiming

We'll dress up as the harlequin and the clown

Pile all the blunders that we've made

In a tower too tall for climbing

And we'll burn the damn thing down

[Verse 8]

She smoked a cigarette and blew smoke rings at the ceiling

Said, "If your problem is long-standing, man, why don't you try kneeling?

By your face, I see her still, a sinner in the mist

Setting up your little will as king in place of his"

[Verse 9]

I said, "I've heard about sin down the long wheels of ages

A cracked book of lies with a thousand twisted pages

Then I looked her in the eye and I saw clear and plain

If your religion was a lie, then what would remain?"

[Verse 10]

She said, "I've got my beatin' heart and two lovin' hands to heal with

And there's nothing in my day that I ain't got the strength to deal with"

I said, "Darling, I profess the same applies to me

And as for all the rest, we agreed to disagree"

[Verse 11]

Meet me on the mat parade

When the midnight bells are chiming

We'll dress up as the harlequin and the clown

Pile all the blunders that we've made

In a tower too tall for climbing

And we'll burn the damn thing down

Yes, we'll burn the damn thing down

Written by: James Maddock, Mike Scott

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