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Barstow
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Singer/Songwriter
Barstow was released on June 15, 2004 by Rounder Records as a part of the album Bill Morrissey: The Essential Collection
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Release DateJune 15, 2004
LabelRounder Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM94

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bill Morrissey
Bill Morrissey
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bill Morrissey
Bill Morrissey
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bill Morrissey
Bill Morrissey
Producer
Ellen Karas
Ellen Karas
Producer
Rick Watson
Rick Watson
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Well, here comes Parks and he's found another bottle
He tips it up like a trumpet, he takes a drink and passes it on
And every man on the farm takes a chorus on the bottle
It ain't much, it ain't good, but it'll get us through till dawn
Don't the freight yard sound like a drunk in a metal shop?
I can't believe it gets this cold in Barstow
And I can't believe I pissed my twenties away
Well, if you take me back this time, baby, I promise you I'll stay
And then Parks takes another drink and he starts to sing off-key
There's not a man big enough 'round the fire to shut him up
And in the cold morn he's singing, "Hey Okie, tell Arkie
Texas found a job in California,"
And everybody 'round the fire cracks up
Don't the freight yard sound like a drunk in a metal shop?
I can't believe it gets this cold in Barstow
And I can't believe I pissed my twenties away
Well, if you take me back this time, baby, I promise you I'll stay
And then Parks hands me the bottle, he says, "I'm going to Tucson
Hole up all winter at the Sally if I can
I don't mind the praying and I don't mind saying
I could listen forever to that Sally brass band"
And then Parks starts laughing hard, but he doesn't make a sound
He grabs the bottle back from me and kills the last of the wine
And in the fire's glow I can see his
Eyes and they shine like brake lights
And I am grateful I cannot see mine
Don't the freight yard sound like a drunk in a metal shop?
I can't believe it gets this cold in Barstow
And I can't believe I pissed my twenties away
Well, if you take me back this time, baby, I promise you I'll stay
Written by: Bill Morrissey
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