For those unfortunate souls who missed the best show ever last night, the D-Rangers and Luke Doucet (guitarist for Sarah Mclachlan for a few years, and brother of our very own j.d. ormond) totally rocked.
this post doesn't do them justice, but it's the lyrics from "the ballad of pancho and lefty" by townes van zandt-- they performed it last night and it was amazing.
(Townes van Zandt)
Livin' on the road my friend
Was gonna keep you free and clean
Now you wear your skin like iron
And your breath's as hard as kerosene
You weren't your mama's only boy
But her favorite one it seems
She began to cry when you said goodbye
And sank into your dreams
Pancho was a bandit, boys
His horse was fast as polished steel
Wore his gun outside his pants
For all the honest world to feel
Well, Pancho met his match you know
On the deserts down in Mexico
And nobody heard his dyin' words
Ah but that's the way it goes
All the Federales say
They could have had him any day
Only let him hang around
Out of kindness I suppose
Lefty, he can't sing the blues
All night long like he used to
The dust that Pancho bit down south
Ended up in Lefty's mouth
The day they laid poor Pancho low
Lefty split for Ohio
Where he got the bread to go
There ain't nobody knows
Well, the poets tell how Pancho fell
And Lefty's livin' in a cheap hotel
The dessert's quiet and Cleveland's cold
So the story end's, we're told
Pancho needs your prayers it's true
But save a few for Lefty too
He only did what he had to do
And now he's growin' old
A few gray Federales say
Could have had him any day
Only let him go so long
Out of kindness I suppose
Friday, December 22, 2006
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2 comments:
Wow Lorne, since Jenni's gone you sure have embraced the wild and crazy novelist side of you.
Rockstars, late nights...
bar basements and everything!!
Good for you. Keep dancing.
LOL! r. krahn called it lornapalooza.
sadly, it looks like jenni may not be back for x-mas. all flights out of london have been cancelled for the fourth day in a row due to fog.
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