♪ There's no such thing as defeat in non-violence ♪
♪ No such thing as defeat in non-violence ♪
♪ No such thing as defeating non-violence ♪♪♪
What are you talking about?
I'm talking about Caesar Chavez.
A man with gumption and focus and organization!
If the world had 12 more Caesar Chavez's
it would be a much more peaceful place.
The fact of the matter is this, the world is an organism.
I'm a cell, youse a cell, he's a cell, she's a cell.
And people like Caesar Chavez
are these super white blood cells
coming to eradicate all the free radicals.
Wa-ha!
And instead of putting somebody in power like he
we put the big Gipper
who stands in front of the whole nation and says
"Well, my butthole is a fountain of divine jelly beans.
- Blaze! - We all make a living wage for the deadly po... poor people."
Can he hear me?
Hey? Cowboy!
You've been kicked out of every bar south of Virginia.
'Cause you're a pathetic drunk.
That makes me your last fuckin' chance!
Well, I say it can be done!
I don't give a fuck about... Star Wars.
The Russians can shove it up your fuckin' ass, I don't care.
If Ethiopians eat goddamn sand
and Jessie Jackson can shove the fuckin' Rainbow Coalition
up his goddamn ass!
But you, you son of a bitch
are gonna start fuckin' singin'
right the fuck now!
You're not in control of me, you fucking Nazi.
Not for a second you ain't.
Come on and get the fuck outta here right now.
One, two, three..
♪ I'm goin' down to the Greyhound Station ♪
♪ Gonna get a ticket to ride
♪ Gonna find that lady with two or three kids ♪
♪ And sit down by her side
♪ Ride until the sun comes up and down around me ♪
♪ About two or three times
♪ Smoking cigarettes in the last seat ♪
♪ Try to hide my sorrow from the people I meet ♪
♪ And get along with it all
♪ Go down where people say y'all ♪
♪ Sing a song with a friend
♪ Change the shape that I'm in ♪
♪ Get back in the game start playing again ♪
There's this guy, right? He's really, really drunk.
He's, like, knee-walkin' drunk.
And, uh, he walks out of this bar and he, uh
walks right in to this big old police officer..
...and that police officer goes, "Hey, man
w... what's going on?"
And he says, "Oh, well, officer, man, I'm glad I found you.
I lost my car!"
And he says, "Well, where was your car?"
He says, "It was right here on the end of this key!"
♪ I'm tired of runnin' around
♪ Looking for answers to questions ♪
♪ That I already know
♪ I could build me a castle of memories ♪
♪ Just to have some place to go ♪
♪ I count the days and the nights ♪
♪ That it takes us to get back in the saddle again ♪
♪ Feed the pigeons some clay
♪ Turn the night into day
♪ And start hoping again when I know what to say ♪
Anyway, so th... the cops says, "Hey, listen, man.."
He goes, "Why don't you, uh..
"...come with me downtown
"there's a bunch of g... good boys down there
"they're gonna help you, uh, fill out the paperwork
a... and we'll help you find your car."
And he's, like, "Ah, that's great.
Thank you, officer. That's just great."
"Hey, buddy, before we go..
...you think you might wanna zip up your fly?"
And he goes, "Oh, man, they got my girl too!"
Car and the girl!
♪ Smoke the cigarettes in the back seat ♪
Oh, man! They got my girl too!
♪ Trying to hide the sorrow
♪ From the people I meet
♪ And get along with it all
♪ Go down where the people say y'all ♪
♪ Feed the pigeons some clay
♪ Turn the night into day
♪ Start talking again
♪ But I don't know what to say.. ♪♪♪
Welcome back everyone, this is Country Roads on KYBC.
Ladies and gentleman, it's an honor
to have with us today, Townes Van Zandt.
- Thank you. - Ah, great to have you here.
- Good to be here. Any time. - Um, New record, "No Deeper Blue."
- That's right. - Terrific record! Love it.
- Thank you. - Love the last song, "Blaze's Blues."
- Yep. - I don't know.
It says it's dedicated to Blaze Folley.
I don't know who Blaze Folley is?
It's actually, it's... it's Blaze Foley.
Uh, it's a blues song.
You should.. You really should know, who Blaze was.
- "Clay Pigeons?" - Yeah.
Ah, "If I Could Only Fly?" Willie and Merle covered.
- Yeah. - "Our Little Town"?
You can't.. See you can't do..
You can't do this, um, show.
Any kind of show without a blues song.
Wait. A... are those Blaze's songs?
- You know "Achy Brakey Heart"? - Yes!
- Yeah. No, he didn't write that. - Yeah, he didn't write that.
See, Blaze was a, he was a buddy of ours, a real buddy.
You know, obviously a fellow songwriter.
And only went crazy once, Blaze.
Just once. But he stayed there.
He was shot and killed.
Oh.
Some, some punk kid in Austin.
I think he lives out west now.
Well, the kid was trying to steal his dad's disability check
and, uh, Blaze decided he
he wasn't gonna let that happen.
He tried to, he tried to do something about it
and then he took a bullet in the gut for it.
I'm so sorry.
"There are a great many things a man cannot understand.
"Any girl would rather love an unfortunate man than a fortunate one
"because every girl..
"...would like to do something by loving.
"A man has his work, so for him love
"is always kept in the background.
"To talk to his wife
"and walk with her in the garden
"and to pass the time... pleasantly with her
"that is all that love means to a man.
"But... but for us..
"...love..
"...means life.
"I love you.
"That means that I dream only
"of how I can cure you
"of your sadness.
"If... if you are in heaven, then I am in heaven
"if you are in the pit, then I am in the pit.
"If you are in the pit.. If you are in the pit then I am in the pit.
"For instance it would be, for instance, it would be the greatest happiness for me
"to stay up all night writing for you
"to stay up all night writing for you or to watch..
"Or to watch all night..
"...that no one should wake you.
"I remember that three years ago
at threshing time.."
Ah..
Excuse me? Sorry, hi.
Uh, would you mind stopping the work
just for like two more minutes
until I get through this speech?
Thank you so much.
"When I, when I brought you a glass of water..
"...you were already lying on the sofa
"and sleeping like a dead man.
"You slept there for half a day, and all that time
"I watched by the door to make sure
"that no one should disturb you.
"The more a girl can do, the greater her love can be.
I mean, that is, the more she feels it."
Okay, I'm done.
Thank you.
I think I was better when you were working.
I got nervous when you stopped.
More, more nervous.
Well, I'll never stop.
Alright, listen, I think we should start
with "Big Cheeseburgers And Good French Fries"
- "Let Me Ride In Your Big Cadillac." - No, no, no, no.
And we're doing a ton of songs in A.
I think we should make sure to revert every... every third to C or E.
Oh, shut up, Zee. He's just gonna shake 'em and he's gonna roll.
- And my friend had to leave town for.. For 18 years. - Fuck Townes.
I hooked Blaze up with this guy Phil.
He's costin' a shit ton of money
and we only get two hours tape.
We can't have him gettin' drunk
and reading off the back of tampon packages.
As funny as that is.
His brother owned the rights to all the..
No, but I mean seriously, if I ran us off the road right now
and this exploded, none of these songs would even fucking exist.
Just drop me off at Will's.
"Drop me off at Will's." Where the fuck you going?
...is only giving Blaze the gig because of you.
It's like rain.
Rain doesn't try and fall.
It just falls, because it's rain.
Okay? So, it's the same with acting.
- Leave me alone! - You don't try and act...
I don't need your help!
- Ah. - He's got a gun!
- What? - He's got a gun!
He's got a gun! Run! He's got a gun!
Fuck me!
He's got a gun, scatter! Scatter!
Who has a gun?
You know that skinny guy that does the lights?
- Doug? - Yeah.
He's got a uh..
...14-year-old hayseed girl up in his room.
So me and some of the guys went up there
because that didn't sound very good.
Trying to make sure everything's on the up and up.
Turns out the fucking guy is nuts.
I guess I should've known. You know what they say.
No, what do they say?
Never stand in the way of true love.
I'm Sybil by the way.
I'm Deputy Dawg.
No, you're not.
Deputy Dawg?
You like Blaze better?
What's your real name?
It was Mike Fuller, but, uh
I ditched that when I lost 150 pounds.
You lost 150 pounds?
You wanna see my stretch marks?
Is that your best line?
Ah! Nope.
My best line, "Picture cards can't picture you."
How'd you lose all that weight?
Thorazine.
Where'd you get that, uh, that limp from?
I had polio.
Oh, no. I'm sorry.
It's okay.
I was only eight months old.
I've been an oddball ever since.
I never could run or dance
or play any of the reindeer games.
In high school..
...I was the only Jewish person
so they used to invite me into classes for show and tell.
Well..
...odd ducks unite!
I'm shy. I don't know why.
All wild things are shy.
♪ River's overflowin'
♪ Down here where I am
♪ The rain keeps on pouring
♪ I can't get in to town
♪ I guess I may start walking
♪ For the mornin'.. ♪♪
At his funeral, we, uh
we duct taped his casket together.
- Yeah, we sure did. Didn't we? - Yeah.
Well, he was buried with everything he owned.
Which didn't really add up to nothing.
- No. A Reagan mask, some pigs! - But, do you know what?
He, uh.. This was his guitar. Right here.
He gave it to you?
I bought it for him. I bought it for him.
- You did? - Yeah.
You see, Blaze he... he, uh..
...he was really popular at the pawn shop.
Almost famous at the pawn shop.
He, he ended up borrowing more guitars
than he ever actually played.
After the funeral I heard
that it might be at this one shop
- The guitar? - This guitar.
So I went over there and sure enough, there it was.
And, uh.. But, you know..
I told the guy, I said, "Hey, man, that's... that's my buddy's guitar."
And you know he gave it to me. He actually willed it to me. Which he did!
But he wasn't giving away nothing.
He wanted 1800 bucks for it.
So we all knew that Blaze only had one coat
and I was pretty sure that that pawn slip was gonna be in that coat.
So, one night after the funeral
we got thinking about it and, uh
drinking about it maybe a little bit
and me and Al Minus and, uh..
Crazy Kerkin you know, some, I'm not really sure.
When was this?
You weren't there, but..
I just pretty much decided I was gonna go over there
and I was gonna dig him up
to get, to get that pawn slip.
And that's what I did.
I went over there and I dug him up
cut through that duct tape
opened it up
and sure enough, there it was.
Right there in that breast pocket.
His pawn slip.
I'll tell you something else about that.
When I got it open
he was grinnin'.
Like laughin'.
So now it's my guitar.
Only one drink, big dog. That's the limit.
I don't want any shenanigans from you tonight.
No fights. No belligerent bullshit.
- No, no, he's... - You got it?
It's none for him. He's sober. Give his to Concho.
Damn right!
- Blaze sober? Bullshit. - Yeah.
He's clean as a the house too.
- Where's Townes? - Oh, he's, uh, he had to make a stop.
- He's right behind us. He's coming. - Uh-huh.
I'm breaking so many promise to myself letting you play again.
Don't make me regret it.
Fuck!
What an asshole.
- Hmm. - You good?
Sneak me a Dr. Pepper and a squirt of amber in it.
Nah. You got this. You got this.
Check, check, check. Alligator, alligator, alligator, gah.
You rollin'?
Okay, good people.
I've got every last dollar in the world to me
spinnin' 'round those reel to reels so you know.
So I'm gonna do my best not to do too much
Johnny Carsonin' or Chatty Cathyin'
just gonna play every song I, I can think of I guess.
Will that mean we're gonna be on the album if I shout a ton?
Yes, I suppose it does!
Hey, Jake, we're gonna be on the album!
Welcome home!
Fuck you!
Hey! When's Townes comin'?
He's comin' when he's coming.
Spring bird. You know spring bird!
Springers! You've got to know some springers.
Ever feel like you're not gonna be alive much longer?
Ha! With the way you live, that's not much of a premonition.
That's wishful thinkin'.
Well..
...if I was to go up and see the Big Spender
That's what I call the man upstairs, The Big Spender.
'Cause he, or she, is one generous being.
You want a light? Zap!
Here's a star on fire.
You like flowers?
Here's ten million different kinds.
You want music? Here's Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart!
You don't dig on the fancy pants symphonic stuff?
Here's Merle Haggard.
Yeah, I suppose if I was to check out early
and go and meet the Big Spender
I'd be sad I never got to meet Merle Haggard
never got to play my charm song.
So, ladies and gentleman's
this deal tonight, is my letter to Merle.
Say hi to Merle, folks.
- Hey, Merle! - Howdy, Merle!
- Hey, Merle. - Hey, Merle.
You know, I bet old Merle's been in love.
Well, I's been in love too.
This one's called "Picture Cards Can't Picture You."
Ain't that right?
You see it's not that primitive.
It's got, you know..
...running water.
Man, we sure do appreciate the offer.
You know, y'all can rent it if you like.
How much you want for it?
Nothin'.
Honey, I think we just landed in paradise.
♪ Didn't try to fall in love with you ♪
♪ Tried everything that I can do ♪
♪ To keep myself from falling
♪ Like I've done so many times ♪
♪ Tried to wash it all away
Everybody's a friend.
♪ Anything and every day
- Hey, hey, bud! - Yes.
♪ I think of all the things we said when we were all alone ♪
Well, I'm hungry, so you've gotta catch a fish!
♪ I saw daylight in your eyes
Have some wine. Put some whiskey..
♪ I saw daylight in your eyes
♪ Wish I could but I can't say ♪
♪ Tomorrow's still a day away
♪ I always loved the time
♪ That I could spend with you
Ah! Get it, get it!
♪ Who can know and who can tell? ♪
♪ I've never seen a wishing well ♪
♪ To hell what it's supposed to hold ♪
♪ But who knows maybe somewhere there might be ♪
♪ I saw daylight in your eyes
♪ I saw daylight in your eyes ♪♪♪
So you're gonna be a big country star
like Roger Miller?
Huh?
I don't wanna be a star.
I wants to be a legend.
What's the, what's the difference, deputy?
Well..
...stars burn out 'cause they shine for themselves.
Look at me shine, look at me glow.
I'm amazing.
Legend lasts forever.
A legend stands for something.
Something that matters, you know?
Well, do you think that's possible?
You... you could live forever?
People can't, but a song can.
It's just a matter of time.
All of a sudden I have no idea what to sing.
You know any Neil Young?
When is Townes comin'?
Why don't you play the first song you ever wrote?
The first song I ever wrote?
Man, I wouldn't play that song to myself sitting in the dark.
Stupid little song about living in a tree house in the woods.
I wrote that song for a..
...a beautiful little Jewish gal with kinky hair.
Thought that song would last forever.
Just like every time, I'm... preparing a scene
it's like... I have all these ideas of how I wanna do it
and then..
...when I actually have to do it
or if there's somebody watching me..
...it's not even like stage fright, it's just like..
...the ease of it kinda leaves my body. You know?
- And.. - Mm.
After every time, it's like
it's never as good as I know it can be.
I don't know, I guess it's just, like, confidence or something
I just don't feel like I'm giving it all the energy I actually have.
I wanted to be, like, free and not questioning what I'm doing
but I'm always questioning it.
Where do you think confidence comes from?
I don't know. Thinking you're the best?
That's not real confidence.
Can I tell you where I think it comes from?
Mm-hm, okay.
I think confidence is a consolation prize
for knowing that you're alive.
I do.
Some years back, you weren't even here.
And now you're here.
- Mm. - Couple years, you won't be here again.
Knowin' that you're here's... kind of a rarity as a human being.
It seems too simple but it's true I think.
Next time you're on stage
remember, you got a heart beatin' in your chest..
...there's lungs filling up with air.
All that stuff is really happenin'.
All these little melodramas people make up for themself
they don't mean anything.
I think that's the way it is.
You have it though. I've seen it.
Yeah, as long as you're around.
That's not true.
You have it when you're walking across the room.
And you fill other people with it
because you remind them that they're alive.
Bet you didn't know that?
No, I didn't.
Well, now you do.
Now, please discard.
I'm ready, there!
Can I take another one?
- No! - Okay.
It's my turn!
That night, the night he died, uh..
...we recorded a live record..
...at, uh..
It was The Outhouse.
Is Townes coming or not?
Maintain Jennifer, he's comin'.
Yo!
I often find myself thinking on
where does a song come from?
A real song. You know what I mean?
He's told me not to come here.
'Cause the good ones, they just sort of arrive on time.
There we go.
Like, uh... where was it?
♪ I'm so lonesome I could cry ♪♪♪
Five minutes before it was written.
Where was it?
'Cause it's, once it's in the air
it's like it's always been there.
You can't imagine the world without that melody.
It's like babies maybe.
Where do they come from?
Comes from love, right?
From the galaxy deep.
All them stars, lighting up the night sky.
Songs are like stars or like babies.
What happens if you stop 'em?
What happened to all the songs in me that haven't come out yet
on account of me not being able to live up
to who I'm supposed to be.
Maybe I should just be satisfied
with all the burnin' planets we got.
The whole universe can't catch on fire, can it?
Maybe it can.
Maybe the Milky Way's a gigantic record
and your life is like the needle.
Where the hell you going?
Take a smoke break.
What the fuck? Hell no. No, no, no, no, no, no, no!
You got time to lean, you got time to clean.
♪ I've tried for a long time but I think I can't win ♪
♪ I'd do it all better if I could do it again ♪
♪ Wherever I'm going it's the same place I've been ♪
♪ Ain't it a cold cold world?
♪ Outside it grows hot but inside I was cold ♪
♪ The eyes of the young man the eyes of the old ♪
♪ And what they were thinkin' I'll never be told ♪
♪ Ain't it a cold cold world?
♪ Ain't it a cold cold world? ♪♪♪
Shall we put the water on?
I made the fire.
So?
So? I braved the cold before it was warmer.
That doesn't make any sense.
- Unh-unh. - Unh-unh.
I believe in you.
Okay, one more time, I'll get it.
Which do we like better? Do we like Blues Foley?
Like Blaze Foley? Or just Blue Foley?
Or Blind Darrell the Dachshund.
You just don't like Deputy Dawg, I know that.
They all sound real gimmicky to me.
What's the matter?
My boobs hurt.
Maybe that's from all my rough love?
I think I'm pregnant
Phew. Whoa.
How can we be sure?
I don't know, you're not even sure about your goddamn name!
Jeez, Louise!
Sorry.
♪ I said it don't matter I said I don't mind ♪
♪ Then the bus driver said you still owe me a dime ♪
♪ Ain't it a cold cold world? ♪♪♪
♪ Freaky little kids
♪ Name's snow cone
Go on snow cone.
♪ Tiny little dog
♪ Makin' me feel sad
♪ Ashin' on myself ashin' on myself ♪
♪ Wish I had some dope
♪ Why can't I go inside?
♪ This isn't the road
♪ Lookin' at the sky
♪ The government try
♪ This ain't my road ♪♪
It's gone.
Let's go home.
♪ Sittin' by the road
♪ Just take off your shoes
♪ Play with your feet
♪ Knees need a rest but got nothing to eat ♪
♪ Just sitting the road, doing your time ♪
♪ And your socks still wet when you put 'em back on ♪
♪ You look around for a stranger but even they're gone ♪
♪ Where did everybody go?
If you roll and you come up seven.
Well, there you go then. Huh.
But, now, if it comes up boxcars
well, you got to come back the hard way.
And, uh, of course
Snake eyes, you're done.
See, it was just like his songs
there was two kinds of Blaze.
Some folks met one
some folks met the other one.
And one of 'em was just plain wild.
Lots of folks knew that one.
But now the other one, that one was different.
He was big, he was kind and gentle.
But sometimes he could get bitter.
I keep thinkin' about people 20 years from now..
Jim wants me to deliver that shit today.
Shit. I imagine they'd be lookin' at him.
Asshole. What?
Well..
Listen, honey, just..
Just go and order the pizzas.
Well, tell him to go fuck himself. Pizza's fine.
But then again..
What is he, Little Lord Fauntleroy?
Maybe he's just thinkin' who the hell is this fool
talking on the phone for the whole thing?
You know, you'd never know by lookin' at him.
But he was a spiritual, almost righteous.
I guess you could say he took a vow of poverty
and saw everything through that lens.
You know, I used to fish the White River with my father.
I don't know when I'm gonna be back. I just..
One spring I was
fishin' with him and I said, "Daddy, is this the same water
we was ridin' on last summer?"
I mean, is this water that we're motivatin'
on the same water... from before?
I told you I was gonna pick some shit up for Jim! I gotta drop it off!
He just shook his head
looked at me, with some bait on his hook.
'Cause I put 20 bucks in the damn drawer is how you can order it!
That's when I realized grown folk don't know shit.
I can't sit here and talk all day. I've gotta go.
And nobody knows nothin'.
Least of all this goofy son of a bitch.
Is he talking to me?
Heh, probably.
Yeah! I'm talking to you!
I can hear every goddamn words you're saying on that talk bus.
How many quarters do you plan on jamming in, Igmitus?
Hey, man, I'm just waiting for your shit music to stop.
Ah, ignore this fucker, man.
Shit music.
Honey, I might have to call you back.
- Uh-huh. - Blaze.
Oh, no, no, no, no.
Why don't you bring your ass up here, ZZ Top?
Blaze, come on.
Fucking piece of shit.
One time we'd been up for like a week..
...writing.
I was finally trying to fall asleep.
Blaze just stumbles into the room
and he's, like, mumbling something.
He, he told me he was trying to meditate.
What?
Yeah.
He, he just kept..
...saying this, like, Buddhist prayer over and over again
he was just like, staring at the wall
What, like a mantra?
But then all of a sudden there was this..
...explosion in the room.
Like the room exploded with this bright white light
and it felt like something, like..
It was like somethin' that hasn't made it
its way into a book.
And from this feeling of genuine love
this Buddha-like character appeared.
And he went to the door and he opened the door
and there was even a bigger explosion of light
and in walks Jesus.
And Jesus tells Blaze
that you never turn your back on your family.
Did he say it that in Aramaic?
Yeah, something like that.
Regardless of what you worship
or how you worship..
...you can't..
You can't lose, you can't strip away these
these symbols that you're raised with.
They become part of you like..
...like blood.
Hell fucking no.
No, no, no, no, no. Hell fucking no.
Here's what I'm saying is Blaze didn't have to look east
to see the light.
The light is with us.
I think the two of you were drinking
or something for a week, and if I remember correctly
you had to pull a pistol on him to get him out of your bedroom.
What I'm saying is that, uh, he was, um..
He was open to that kind of experience.
That doesn't mean that I think he could handle it.
Goddammit, why'd you take your hands down to the goddamn hole in the wall.
Because they won't let you in.
I let you in and you come in you asked me to come in
and goddammit I let you in and you fuck it up!
- I'm real sorry about that. - I'm gonna tear your ass down..
Look, I care for the man. I care for him.
Six... six hundred.
Let's just, let us finish this. Now, come on.
I'm just sick and fucking tired of people getting hurt in my bar.
- Don't you understand? - Oh, come on.
- It's over. - Please?
Goddammit. Son of a mother fucking bitch.
That was embarrassing.
You alright?
I think so.
Okey-dokey, smoky-pokey.
This next song is my wedding song.
If J.T.'s alright with it and they're still not too mad at me
I'd love to have the Outhouse family come up here and play some music with us.
Jodie, Nassie and Dave. If y'all feel inclined.
Come on up here and play this song.
This song's called "Big Cheeseburgers And Good French Fries."
It's not like playing up a tree house free as a squirrel.
But looky here now, I'm just standing here playing for Merle.
That rhyme to.
There's a little sucker thing going round and around.
- Hey! - Hey!
- How you been? - I'm doing good.
Well aren't you the cutest fucking thing I've ever seen?
You feel confident that they're prepared to have a Bigfoot in their house?
- There's nothing to worry about. - Sam!
- Sam, come on. They're here! She's here! - Let's go, let's go.
Thanks for the tea, uh, Mrs. Rosen.
I wish I could still drink coffee.
Coffee does wonders for my noodle hub
but wreaks havoc down in my spaghetti house.
It's just a mess, you know?
Blaze, don't you think Sybil has a nice nose?
Oh, Ms. Rosen, we Pentecostals don't go in for noses.
Having said that, as far as noses go, that's one of the finest noses I knows.
So you guys been married for a long time?
Oh, we've been married forever.
Y'all's got that old-fashioned love.
That's what I want for Tsibila.
Setsibila? What is Setsibila?
Tsi... Tsibila. It means a little onion in Yiddish.
Little onion. So youse my little sweet Vidalia Onion?
Gonna eat you for breakfast with my hot potato.
Are you kidding me?
Ugh, Mom!
Sorry.
Can, uh..
...can we talk to one another... honestly?
Yeah. That would be nice.
Sybil..
...I think you brought this man home to meet your family
because... you are in love with him
and you are considering marriage and children.
Is that right?
Yeah.
We are a Jewish family.
Yes.
If we have grandchildren, we would want them to be Jewish.
- I got it. - I noticed you haven't asked for Sybil's hand.
Is that somethin' you were planning on doing?
Yeah. Yeah, it was.
Well, now would be a great time for that I think.
- Now? - Dad.
Jeanette?
Could you come on back in here, please?
No, no, Dad, Dad.
Please. Let's not be ridiculous, okay?
If Blaze wants to marry me
we have to talk about it first.
Of course I respect the past, but..
...the past has a lot of ugliness to it
that I think we're all trying to change in the future.
I don't want to spend my life cleaning up some man's socks
and I definitely don't want to be handed out
as if I am something that's owned.
If Blaze wants my hand, he has to ask me.
And if I say yes, then, we will ask for your blessing.
And if you don't give it to us, we'll do it anyway.
But if Blaze does decide to convert to Judaism
your mother and I, and we haven't discussed this
but I'm certain we agree
if he does convert, your mother and I will cover the costs.
Of course, we will.
That's good to know. That's good to know for sure.
Blaze, is your faith important to you?
Is my faith important to me?
I'm not dead positive I know what you mean..
Your identity as a Christian
is that fundamental to your integrity?
I got ya.
Mr. Rosen, Christianity didn't do much more than kick my ass
every day including Sunday.
It taught me to sing, but, uh...
the Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away, so...
No, not terribly important. That would be a nay.
Well, see, that's very helpful for me to know.
Say, I got a question?
Was Zero Mostel really Jewish?
From "Fiddler On The Roof?"
Yeah, yeah.
I believe so.
In fact, I think he was raised orthodox.
Yeah.
Hot dog.
I love Zero Mostel.
'Tis no shame to be poor!
But it's no honor either.
♪ If I were a rich man do do do do do do do ♪♪♪
We saw him on "The Muppet Show" the other night with Sam and Emo.
Kermit had all these lady wrestlers on.
Wild. I love him, I love him. I'm in. I'm in.
♪ I've got an angel of a woman with big blue eyes ♪
♪ Friends in the country with old neckties ♪
♪ Big cheeseburgers and good French fries ♪
♪ Could go fishing but the fish draw flies ♪
♪ Could go swimming if it ain't too deep ♪
♪ Rather just sit here and rest my feet ♪
♪ I know I ain't lazy 'cause I don't like sleep ♪
♪ Might just being lazy to you ♪
♪ I want to live in the city got a telephone ♪
♪ Live in the country throw my dog a bone ♪
♪ Ride on a space-ship wanna get lost ♪
♪ Mama still tell me about the Pentecost ♪
♪ Ride a bicycle but my ass gets sore ♪
♪ Sell the Holy Bibles from door to door ♪
♪ Used to be stupid but I ain't no more ♪
♪ Might just be stupid to you ♪
♪ I like to drink beer hang out in bars ♪
♪ Don't like buses and I don't like stars ♪
♪ Don't like presidents don't like cars ♪
♪ Never had stitches but I do got scars ♪
♪ Love to go to parties love my friends ♪
♪ Got no books just got bookends ♪
♪ You think I'm crazy but that depends ♪
♪ It don't seem that crazy to me ♪♪♪
You know, when I first met Blaze, um...
he was gettin' a divorce I think.
Uh, nobody knows who, who she was or is or..
I think she was like half Jewish, half black girl.
She wasn't black.
Uh, I don't remember her name, but, she wasn't black.
He called her Little Onion. Little S... Sybil.
Sybil Rosen!
I feel like a panther ate me and shit me off the side of a cliff.
I think..
...we should go to Austin.
I think it's time for you to peddle your songs.
Oh, yeah?
Yeah.
Change of pace.
You know?
Let's not get too easy.
Your songs are getting so good right now, they really are.
Are you sure you're ready to leave paradise?
I just think you need an audience.
I can't be the only one who knows your songs forever. I mean..
We can't just be squirrels.
You know, I... I just don't understand, like why you guys are leavin'.
Blaze is ready.
Blaze is ready. Blaze.
I is ready, man.
He's ready. Ready for what?
For the big time?
I mean, come on! Look at this place! Open your eyes!
Graceland has got nothin' on this.
Am I right?
- That's probably true. - Yeah! I know.
And you, next summer, I have slotted "Twelfth Night"
"As You Like It" and "The Seagull."
No!
And you are gonna play
Rosalind, Viola and..
- And Marsha? - And Marsha!
No! Oh!
It sounds pretty good, darling.
Yeah.
- I'm so flattered. - Yeah.
I really am. No. I mean..
Thank you.
But..
...we have made up our mind.
- We flipped a coin. - You flipped a coin?
That's how you make life decisions?
We talked about it more..
We gotta try out the real world for a little while.
The real world? Oh, wow. That sounds serious.
The real world..
Well..
What if this is the real world?
Oh..
♪ Robin Hood and Little John walking through the forest ♪
♪ Laughin' back and forth at what the other one has to say ♪
♪ Reminiscin' this and that and having such a good time ♪
♪ Oo-de-lally oo-de-lally golly what a day ♪
♪ They was never ever thinkin' there was danger in the water ♪
♪ They was drinkin' they was guzzlin' it down ♪
♪ Never dreamin' that a schemin' sheriff and his posse ♪
♪ Was a-watching them and gathering around ♪
♪ Robin Hood and Little John runnin' through the forest ♪
♪ Jumpin' fences jumpin' ditches tryin' to get away ♪
♪ Contemplatin' nothin' and escapin' finally makin' it ♪
♪ Oo-de-lally oo-de-lally golly what a day ♪
♪ Oo-de-lally oo-de-lally
♪ Golly what a day ♪♪
- You guys want some coffee? - Thank you.
Thank you, thank you, thank you!
You guys could make a living at this.
Yep, well, we do.
You guys, uh, drink a lot of coffee
when you guys on the road like this?
Oh, yeah. I guess you have to. Keeps us going.
I didn't start drinking coffee until I was a teenager.
My father loved coffee almost as much as he liked liquor.
One summer, we was painting the side of the house.
So he had me down on doing the low bit
he was doing the high bit. Anyway, he fell on his face.
Broke his jaw in three places.
- Is this a true story? - This is a true story.
This is a true story. I was probably nine years old.
And he was in the hospital for three days
and I went to visit him on the second day.
He was just... you know
anxious and shaking, and his jaw was wired shut.
And he was, like, and I said, "How you doing, Daddy?"
He said "I'm doing alright, apart from the fact
"that I need a drink and a cup of coffee
"and they won't let me have liquor inside the hospital.
But they said I could have coffee."
And I'm waiting to find out how.
So the nurse came in.
Nurse comes in and says, "Mr. Fuller
"I really have to apologize to you
the only way we can do this is an enema."
Oh, no.
And he said, "I don't care what you do
I just want you to get my coffee."
So I said, "Should I leave?" He said, "No."
So she came in. She.. And I promise you, it's true..
Turned him on his side.
And he says, "Son, hold my hand."
I said, "Alright."
I held his hand and he looked at me and she said
"I'm going to put in the hose now, Mr. Fuller.
Take a deep breath. Took a deep breath."
"Oh! Shit!
You put the thing up where it shouldn't be."
She rolled this thing in
they had hot coffee up in that IV bag.
- Hot coffee? - Hot coffee..
They just gone and pour that thing.
And she released the valve on that thing
and said, "Take a deep breath."
He said, "Oh! Shit!
Oh, God almighty."
And she said, "What's the matter, Mr. Fuller? Is it too hot?"
And he said, "No! It's too sweet!"
True story.
♪ I have changed my life
♪ For Jesus
♪ He's the one to whom
♪ I owe
- Mike! - Hey, Marsha!
- Hey, brother! - There you are.
- Y'all don't have a car? - No.
What you do? Hitchhike?
Yeah, keeps us more streamline.
- Oh, jeez. - No, no petrol.
- Hi. - Hi!
- How do you do? Glad to see you. - Oh, good to see you.
- This is my sweetheart. - Oh, hi!
This place is really creepy but you get used to it.
♪ And my vision
♪ Will be told
♪ And the songs ♪ And I will..
♪ These songs will sound more sweeter ♪
You ever see "One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest?"
♪ When those pearly gates
♪ Unfold ♪♪
Hey, Daddy. It's me.
You got some visitors today.
Look who it is. It's Mike.
You got any cigarettes?
Look, and he brought his girlfriend.
Hello. Hi.
- You got any cigarettes? - I don't.
He's not supposed to have them.
Oh, okay.
Well, here we are, the singing Fuller family.
That was us.
Churches and revivals for bed and board.
Sybil, they used to pay us in canned goods.
He'd trade 'em in for a bottle of Thunderbird.
Mama would grap the flute and play the ukulele.
You'd get drunk in the parking lot.
Can't believe we was ever afraid of you, huh?
Think I better die young
before I end up in a place like this, eh?
No, you ain't like him, Mike.
You got any cigarettes?
Hey, Dad.
♪ When my time here
♪ Is over
Look at those bones, Marsha.
Those are my bones
those are your bones, too.
♪ We'll cry out holy
♪ Holy
♪ Holy Lord forever more
So, ah, y'all gonna have any kids?
♪ This short life
♪ May soon be over
♪ And my vision
♪ Will be told
♪ And the songs will sound
♪ More sweeter
♪ When those pearly
♪ Gates
♪ Unfold ♪♪
What do you think, Daddy, you liked it?
Beautiful.
I love you, Mike. I love you in Christ.
- But you gotta come see mama. - Oh, Marsha.
Look, I know Joey's a fat fuck
but mamma's not gonna live forever
and you gotta forgive her.
Marsha, it's definitely pa need this more than I do.
Anger's a poison, Mike.
It's gonna eat you up from the inside.
- I ain't angry with anybody. - Bullshit.
Look, hate him but don't hate her, it's too much.
- Will you guys pray with me? - Uh, yeah.
- I swear I'll pay you back. - I know.
Dear Lord Jesus, we thank you for this life
and thy many blessings.
When our daddy passes from this Earth
try to do for him what all of us here could not.
And if you gotta drop his sorry ass off
in the fire pits of hell, let it be.
Your will, not ours, Lord.
And please, Lord Jesus, knock on Mike's heart
and open up that door of forgiveness
that you opened for me.
In Jesus' name we pray. Amen.
- Amen. - Amen.
Fuck, Marsha, I was about to tell you to lighten up
but, uh, looks like you've already gotten to it.
- It's been a long day. - Cheers!
It sure has.
The first time I was ever at the Outhouse
my first night in Austin
I came to your open mic.
But I didn't have the guts to get up and play..
Little Sybil said, "Come on, baby
that's not what legends are made of."
So, the next song I'm gonna sing is called "For Anything Less."
I wrote this song when I was, um..
A long time ago.
♪ Last night you went away
♪ To be
♪ Alone
♪ And I tremble
♪ But I didn't shake
♪ Too long
♪ I know so many arms
♪ That are waitin'
♪ Just to hold you
♪ But no one could want to hold you ♪
♪ More than me
♪ If I could win your love again ♪
♪ Someday
♪ You know I would
♪ I'd try my best ♪♪
Can you be patient with me, little onion?
I'm always. Remember?
Oh, yeah.
- Alright, I'll see you later. - Mmm-mmm. Mmm-mmm.
Mmm-mmm. Mmm-mmm.
Wait a second. What is this all about?
Well, the old cupcake.
No, you can't go now.
I've got to, it's my first day.
Yeah, I know but this is my first day
seeing you dressed like that.
Good morning, you're late. That's no way to start.
I'm sorry about that.
You said this was a music club.
I didn't say it was good music.
♪ Saw a dancing young lady
♪ Who worked at the bar
♪ Dozen lone rangers I don't know who they are ♪
♪ Waitress was spinnin'
♪ My head was ajar
♪ I should have been home with you ♪
♪ Saw a real little old drunk man dancin' around ♪
- What's your real name? - Settle down.
No, don't look at the cards!
I don't need to, but I want to.
Don't look at your cards!
What? You said we could look at them!
♪ I should have been home with you ♪
Oh!
I really like you. I... I think I..
I mean, I think I must be in love.
Alright, so if you're ever down in North Carolina
see a big fat black pig right across the road.
♪ Some girls looked pretty but you were the best ♪
This lonely heart looks like it needs a George Washington.
She ain't lonely now.
You know my dick's not really long but it's really skinny.
I had this friend in high school
who was dating this redhead girl.
You know what, he called her pussy.
The red headed stranger.
Kelsie? That's my mom's name.
No.
- I swear to God. - No.
Don't look at your cards. Don't look at your cards.
Beer guts don't count!
- We don't want no fandandy. - No fandandy from you!
If you ever find yourself in North Carolina
and you see a big fat pig right across the road..
Run over it!
Hey, man, you want a beer?
I'll take a beer if you're going to get a beer please.
Nah. I... I go.. I gotta... I gotta go to bed.
- No, man! - I'm gonna see you.
No, man!
- Run over it! - Run over it.
♪ I saw a dancin' young lady who worked at the bar ♪
Sorry, Sybil! Heard your good night.
I'll be back to pick you guys up.
♪ The waitress was spinnin'
♪ My head was ajar
♪ I should have been home with you ♪
♪ I should have been home with you ♪♪♪
Well, hi.
What's all this?
I wrote you a song.
I see that. It's all over our walls.
Well, I couldn't find any paper.
How the hell am I gonna clean this up, Blaze?
I knew you wouldn't like it. It's a garbage song anyway.
What the fuck is going on with you?
To my way of thinkin'
every human being person's life is sorta dedicated
to trying to perfectify
the universe we's livin' in.
We're all kinda born into this world
into our own dark little rooms.
With these shackles wrapped around our feets.
Shackles made up from our parents, grandparents
religions, countries, phony ideas.
And we got to sit there in the dark and try to redeem
and gather up these sparks
that are flyin' around all around us.
And they are flying around us all the time.
No denying that, believe me.
I try to gather up these sparks and turn 'em into songs.
We can all sit in our own little dark room
and gather up these sparks
and form them into a perfect key.
Voila.
It's freedom.
Dear little Sybil, guess you're upset
'cause you haven't got a letter from me.
I know it's strange, seems like since we got married
I've been gone all the time.
I'm in Atlanta, about to play to a totally empty house.
For tips only.
But the folks who work here are a good audience.
Both of 'em.
Sybil, please don't feel like my leavin' Austin
and travelin' around so much means I picked music over you.
Every woman who comes on to me
I tell her about you first thing.
That you are my life, my music.
That we're apart right now so we and our children
can have a peaceful, loving life someday.
Sybil, if I could, I'd sell Hoovers at Kmart, I would.
But I'm a salesman of songs right now, darlin'.
Remember you make songs in me.
I love you like in books.
I can't wait till we can afford rings.
If you miss me, put this postcard by your libido.
And I am goin' by the name of Dr. Blaze Foley.
Zee is going by Dr. Whiplash Brubaker
and after a song he checks the audience's vital signs.
I have so much more confidence now, so much, thanks to you.
Sometimes I still feel hopeless 'cause of the waist-deep
pessimism that blankets this world.
But I try to walk above it
'cause of the feelin' you give me.
Hey! Say! Hot dog!
♪ In the factory
♪ Never been so slow
Sybil, I want you to think about your art
yourself, your heart, mind, and soul.
Do it now 'cause time eases by every day.
Every song I hear about a man and a woman
I think about us and cry.
Sometimes outside, sometimes inside.
I see your face in windows.
I love you more than Coney Island double cheeseburgers.
You told me at the airport not to remember you
with tears in your eyes.
I remember your laugh, and your hair
your sharing, passion, your fashion
your warm smile, your sweet lips
but I do remember the tears as well.
I know someday you will want a proper home and children
and I want to be the father of those children.
And I want for them to be well provided for and loved.
We can do so many good things for good friends
and for this good world
but we need some cash.
So let's go for it.
And if I ever I do find another woman in my arms
it would only be in my arms and not in my heart.
And should you ever find yourself in the same situation
just don't forget me.
♪ He's the president..
There are no goodbyes
just see you laters.
♪ Woo-o-oh
♪ Woooo ♪♪
She said, "Good gracious, Mr. Fuller
"I'm sorry, what's the matter?
Is it too hot?"
And he said, "No, it's too sweet."
♪ Sittin' in the bar I'm countin' my dough ♪
♪ Runnin' out of money and places to go ♪
♪ Sittin' in the bar with a drunken dime ♪
♪ Won't get home 'till the first daylight ♪
♪ Baby can I crawl back to you? ♪
♪ Going to the bus station tipping my hat ♪
♪ Gonna buy a book about the promised land ♪
♪ Lost my ticket in a day or two.. ♪♪♪
♪ Baby can I crawl back to you? ♪
♪ Baby can I crawl back to you? ♪♪♪
Hi.
Say, hey, Sybil.
I was just writing a story about you.
- Oh, yeah? - Yeah.
What you waitin' on, darlin'?
Um..
Well, I didn't get very far, it's only one line.
But I know the ending to it, so..
Well, I look forward to reading it when you get done with it.
You redecorated.
You've been gone six weeks.
Six weeks, two days.
I feel like a country western widow.
There's a song in there somewhere.
I got an idea.
You..
What's that?
You and me.
Mmm-hmm.
We's gonna build some place new.
- Didn't we just move here? - Um-huh.
I mean, didn't I just move here?
Great God Almighty, it was way, way, way colder in Chicago
than anybody told me it was gonna be.
Had I known it was gonna be this cold
I would've dressed like an Eskimo
and brought my sledge dogs.
Drivin' up, I was thinking about Mississippi River
and Muddy Waters and where he came from
and all the different blues' artists
that had come from Chicago and all the blues
that dropped into the Mississippi River
and never made it into anybody's ears.
Never got saturated out into the delta, you know?
And where did they go? Maybe they ended up in the Gulf of Mexico.
A lot of the shellfish singin' the blues.
♪ It was June or September
♪ Don't rightly remember
♪ First time I laid eyes on you ♪
♪ It was June or September
♪ Seattle or Denver ♪♪
Say, good people, I don't want to be a ranger
or spoil your evening or anything, but, uh
I'm not expectin' much from ya.
I know you don't expect much from me.
I'm not telling you to get a record deal from ya.
I'm not trying to seem too important.
I hate important music.
I don't want to be a part of important music.
If I get a record contract or if anything good happens to me
you know, because I deserve it, because I earned it
and I'm just trying to get you to lend you your ears to me.
The fact remains that I'm a human bein' on planet Earth
one of these miserable things called feelings
swirlin' around in my heart.
I'll even sing you one of them Gulf of Mexico blues, you know.
Three fingered starfish and cross-eyed stingray
and its moon boot buddy.
You know, all the people they lost in the world. Anyway..
Maybe I'll sing the song I was singing.
Second time around maybe you'll like it a little bit more.
♪ It was June or September Seattle or Denver ♪♪♪
You know, John, I saw Frank White
over at Dillard's the other day.
He's ordered a new pair of britches.
"Oh, saw him over there, too.
"His baby girl come over here
"bustin' his pants off and trippin' over bullshit
"and he's talkin' about a football game.
Uh, he's, look, I've gotta go get me a new suit for..."
- Just sing, would ya? - Don't be an asshole.
Kiss my ass, darlin'.
John Prine know you stole his melody?
Bilbo Baggins know you stole his hairy feet?
Little Billys like you are a dime a dozen.
Fuck you, you little biscuit eatin' silly son of a bitch.
I'll kick your ass all over this bar.
- Come on! - Oh! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
You gotta go, man.
I'm not goin', I'm singin' songs...
Hold it, you're drunk.
Get off of my stage. Get outta here.
I came a long way to play music at your bar, brother!
- Get the hell off of my stage. - Okay, okay, okay!
- You're finished. - Goddammit!
Welcome to Chicago and fuck you too!
And fuckin' John Prine song.
The bartender's barkin' at me from behind the bar
about some fucking John Prine song.
No, fuck you, it's a Blaze Foley song.
What the hell is wrong with you?
What the hell's wrong with me?
What the hell is wrong with them?
The bartender's up my ass
the ladies in front of me are up my ass.
- Stop it. You're drunk! - Of course, I'm drunk.
So what if I'm fucking drunk?
You don't even know why I drink!
Oh why don't you explain it to me then?
'Cause you wouldn't fucking like me on Thorazine.
And I'll see you, boss.
- Stop it. Stop it. - I'll see you, boss!
- You get away from the door. - Come outside!
I dare you to fucking come outside.
- One, two, three, come outside! - Stop it! Stop it. Stop it!
Listen to yourself. What are you doing?
- What are they doing? - Calm down. Look at me.
Stop this.
Why are you letting this get to you?
You're better than this.
You must know that.
Look at me.
I worked damn hard for that guitar, you know that.
Why do you think I did it?
Why?
You don't know why?
It's because I love you.
I fucking love you, do you understand?
Sybil, don't give me this fucking greeting card horse-shit.
This isn't greeting ca..
There's your guitar.
Dear Lord
you say to ask for grace and it shall be given.
I ask for it. Please.
I do not want to be lonely all my life
but people make me lonelier.
Help me with this life that feels so
treacherous and disappointing.
I've been reading Mr. Kafka
and I can feel his problem in getting grace.
I'm talkin' around the point.
I realize you have to suffer to learn
but it's hard to want to suffer.
We all walk around puffing like peacocks
as if we made our own feathers.
Cut us open, so we can see our ego is an illusion.
I would very much like to talk to you.
Today, right now.
I have proved myself a glutton.
A glutton for scotch
oatmeal cookies and erotic thought.
Okay, that's it, take ten, everyone.
The next song's called, "If I Could Only Fly."
But I was a selfish man when I wrote this song.
I wrote it for a girl, a woman.
And, uh..
It should have been called, "If We Could Only Fly."
♪ I almost felt you touchin' me ♪
♪ Just now
♪ Wish I knew which way
♪ To turn and go
♪ Feels so good
♪ Then I feel so bad
♪ Wonder what I ought to do ♪
♪ If I could only fly
♪ I'd bid this place goodbye
♪ And come and be with you
♪ And I can hardly stand
♪ Got nowhere to run
♪ Another sinking sun
♪ One more lonely night
♪ You know sometimes I write happy songs ♪
♪ And sometimes when things go wrong ♪
♪ Though I wish they all
♪ Could make you smile
♪ Maybe someday we can get away ♪
♪ Coming home soon and I wanna stay ♪
♪ Wish you could come with me ♪
♪ When I go again ♪♪
I think my days of being your muse are over.
Well, I think they're just getting started.
♪ Wind keeps blowin'
♪ Somewhere every day
♪ Tell me things get better
♪ Somewhere up the way
♪ Just dismal thinkin'
♪ On a dismal day
♪ Sad songs for us to bear ♪♪
You're a part of me, Sybil, no matter what.
And the feelings we have for one another are real.
And it's real love.
But there's other stuff going on out there.
There's things that are pullin' at me
and they're pulling hard.
Things that aren't love.
I don't know why, but..
I have to let them take me.
I don't know.
♪ The sad songs for us
♪ To bear ♪♪
Townes, can I ask you a question?
Yeah.
How come all the, the songs you sing are so sad?
Well, you know, uh..
They're not all sad.
They're not all that sad.
Maybe there's a couple of 'em, you know, that are just..
Just maybe just hopeless.
See, you're gonna meet
all kinds of ding-a-lings in this line of work.
But you can't fake this.
You can't just, uh, wear a tiger suit
and run with the tigers.
Mr. Foley?
Hey, we got a little proposition for you.
Can we sit down?
And you can't buy paws
like you can some fancy cowboy boots.
Zephyr Oil & Trading.
We made a little money on an oil patch
and now we're ready to make some vinyl.
We seen you there pickin' in Texas
we put our money on you.
We believe Blaze Foley ought to be the headliner
for our new record label, Zephyr Records.
Zephyr. Like the wind. Whoosh.
It's more like a gentle breeze though, it's more like..
Whooo.
- Hey listen.. - That's important.
Let's record a single, get it on the radio
then we make an album.
- That's right. - I'll tell you what..
We went to Cactus Records, I didn't see anythin'.
- Not one record! - Nothing
- That's why we're here. - He knows Willie's sister.
- It's true. - Yeah. She's real nice.
Willie fuckin' Nelson.
We're gonna buy you a car.
Arrange you gigs from here to New York City.
How's that sounding, Blaze?
Where do I sign? Show me the dotted line.
- This is the only line we know. - Yeah, baby!
If you want to write a song.
If you want to really write a song..
Everyone's gonna tell you that, uh..
You gotta live that song.
But that is not it.
You're gonna have to die a little.
You know what my pops used to always sing?
He'd sing, "I've never fucked a bobcat!"
I like this dude.
♪ In your big
♪ Cadillac
♪ Lord Jesus
♪ Oh let me ride
Let's hear it, people, straight from the top. Zephyr Records. Zephyr Records.
Zephyr Records, come on!
Come on, everybody, who wants to hear this song?
Yeah! Let's do it, Atrium!
Let's rock this camp, goddam it..
I'm gonna go out on a limb here
and say that, uh, we've got enough for an album.
That's one hell of an album.
- Fuckin' A, bro. - Yeah.
I gotta tell you, Blaze.
That's like... Hank Wayne's good.
Oh, shit. Thanks.
So we'll mix it when we get back from New York?
- Mmm-hmm. - Wait a minute. What do you mean, "Mix it?"
Hey, guys, I gotta go get some sleep. Maybe for about a week.
Alright, be sure to lock up when you leave.
- Alright. - Thanks, Phil. I got it.
- Good job, bro! - What?
He's tryin' to explain it to ya.
- Don't take it personally. - It'll be fine.
I know what it is.
This is a real big deal for us, man.
We've been wanting to do this for a long while
and it's a real good experience.
I couldn't help but think through the whole recording process
about the old fable about the songbird for whom
which sang the swamp choir. Are you familiar with that?
There's this beautiful songbird
for whom sang in this swamp choir.
He used to rehearse on this little cypress tree
and he was up there rehearsin' one day.
They had a big swamp recital coming up.
He sang a really pretty song and this bullfrog comes up and starts watching him singing.
Songbird looked down and said, "Bullfrog, you liked that song I'm singing?"
The bullfrog looked up and said, "Ahhh."
Songbird said, "Well if you don't like that song
I'll sing you an even better song."
So he sang another song and yes indeed
this song was twice as good as the first one.
He finished up the song, he looked down at the bullfrog
and he said, "Bullfrog, what you think about that song?"
Once again the bullfrog looked up and he said, "Ahhhh."
Songbird said, "Damn! I was singing my best song."
He took a deep breath and he sang one of the most beautiful songs the frog had ever heard.
In fact, it was the most beautiful song the whole swamp had ever heard.
It went on and on and at the end of it this high note was held.
The songbird stretched his neck, his gullet up to the sky.
And he hit that final crescendo and..
Heart gave up.
Songbird fell dead.
And as he fell
that bullfrog looked up and said, 'Ahhh.'
And swallowed the songbird.
The bullfrog felt pretty bad about that, he wandered over to the river.
And he went to see the band leader, which was a big old fat raccoon.
He said, "Hey, man, I'd like to sing 'The Revival Of The Night' if that's possible?"
The raccoon looked him up and down and said, "Bullfrog..
...can you even sing?"
The bullfrog said, "Nope, but I gots it in me!"
Well, that's the strangest damn joke I ever heard.
Gotta say, Blaze, we're pumped, man.
- Hell, yeah! - Whoo!
Looking good, looking forward to the gig in New York.
The first time that I ever met Blaze was in New York City
at the Lonestar Cafe.
When he was openin' up for Kinky.
See, people make a livin' all day long writin'
but really the only thing they're sellin' is hot dogs.
♪ I watched
♪ The sun come up
♪ Today
And hot dogs is just eyeballs
and insides all smushed together
with a whole lotta salt added.
The thing about Blaze is
he was not sellin' eyeballs.
♪ The sky did turn from gray
♪ To blue
♪ As my thoughts did
♪ Turn to you
♪ The birds sang songs
♪ We used to sing
♪ Memories of you
♪ To bring
♪ Soft and sweet
♪ And clear and high ♪♪
Oh, Blaze, man, this place here..
This place is way better
than the Sky Line Motor Court Inn.
Zephyr Records called ahead and got these
titty tassels on the windows for us.
They called ahead and put the old dingle bell rock up in here.
Yes, sir!
It's good enough, man, why don't you just, uh, hunker down?
Stick around for a while? You stay here with us, too, man.
What's that gonna cost?
Well, sing us a song
give us one of them long wise intros you do.
Well, it just so happens that's my specialty.
Hey, can I ask you too?
Well, would you mind.. Can we do "Miss Carousel?"
I'm sorry, I just..
I don't know what it is about that song, but, I..
Every time I do those solos..
...it's like a, it's like a weird Spanish fly or something..
- I don't, I mean.. - Spanish fly.
I just have to thank you, man.
When anyone asks you to play..
Mmm-hm.
I'm sure this has happened to you.
It's a kooky thing, but it happens to me all the time.
It's like a reoccurring waking nightmare.
Let's say you're doing a gig.
And everything's just goin'
but then all of a sudden, way in the back of the hall
you see this dude standing back there.
He's the only guy standing up.
So you keep the show going, doing some songs
you're talking to the people, then all of a sudden
he starts to move a little bit closer.
It's just as soon as he gets right up to the stage, huh?
So when he starts to reach
into the inside of his jacket..
Oh..
You know, I always think of this same thing every time.
Jesus, Lord, I hope that's a gun.
- And, man, it never is. - It never is.
It's never..
It's always a harmonica.
♪ Well I stood in a line and left my name ♪
♪ Took about six hours or so
♪ The man just grinned like it was all a game ♪
♪ Said he'd let me know
♪ I put in my time till the Pocono line ♪
♪ Shut down six years ago ♪♪
Tell me, how did you, uh..
Uh... uh, was there a certain reason that you became a folk singer?
What... what is it that drives you?
Well..
Once I started to do a little gigs around town
and you know, playin' a little bit
I guess at one point where I thought..
"Man, I can really do this.
I can really do this."
But it takes blowing everything off.
You know.
It takes blowing family off
and... job
security, happiness.
Just gotta blow it all off.
And just get a guitar and, and go.
♪ Well the man's still grinnin' says he lost my file ♪
♪ Gotta stand in line again
♪ I want to kill him but I just say no ♪
♪ I had enough of that line my friend ♪
♪ I head back to the bridge it's feeling kinda cold ♪
♪ I'm feeling too low down to lie ♪
♪ I guess I'll just tell Marie the truth ♪
♪ Hope she don't break down and cry ♪
♪ Well Marie didn't wake up this morning ♪
♪ She didn't even try
♪ She just rolled over and went to heaven ♪
♪ My little boy safe inside
♪ Well I put them in the sun where someone might find them ♪
♪ Caught a Chesapeake on the fly ♪
♪ Marie will know I'm headed south ♪
♪ So as to meet me by and by
♪ Marie will know I'm headed south ♪
♪ So's to meet me by and by ♪♪
Christ almighty!
What in the world... is that?
Fuck me, Townes.
Where did that come from?
I always thought it was "Zip-a-Dee-Doo-Dah."
Jeez, oh, Pete, man.
Whoo.
Wow.
It's so cool.
- I'm so proud of you. - Thank you.
Yeah, look, you're opening up in New York.
I mean, you know, Dep, I.. I mean..
Sorry. Blaze.
You really made it, huh?
Well, we just heard in a couple weeks
Willie Nelson's gonna record "If I Could Only Fly."
- No. - Yeah.
No. Oh, wow!
Ain't it crazy?
I mean, I knew it, but I didn't really know it, you know?
I'm, I'm so happy for you.
Thank you. How 'bout you?
You're living in New York City doing this Broadway thing. That's a big deal.
Off.. Off Broadway. I only got one line.
One line?
So what it is?
Asshole.
- Asshole? - Yeah.
Welcome to Broadway, Sybil Rosen debut... "Asshole."
Yeah.
You still writin' at all?
Uh, yeah. I... I've migrated to writing plays now.
- Oh yeah? - Mm-hm.
Alright.
How 'bout you?
Ooh. You know me.
Have these old gypsy feets.
Keep me movin' down the road.
Hey, I haven't heard that one before.
Yeah, there's a lot that you haven't heard.
Yeah.
- Well, I think I, I gotta go. - Yeah?
But, um, I'm gonna come back and see you play.
- Will you? - Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I... I got a show tonight, but..
I'll try for tomorrow.
Okay, well, um, I'll put you on the guest list.
Okay.
And I'm here for three more nights
so you can come by every night.
I'm happy to see you.
- Me too. - Thanks for comin'.
- And good luck tonight. - Thank you.
Let me hear that line one time.
Asshole!
A professional actress right there.
Asshole!
Why do you suppose she didn't come to the gig
but she came to say hello?
I told her I had a record coming out w... with Willie Nelson.
She said "That's great."
Why the fuck would she not come out to the gig, man?
This next number is called
"My Existential Journey into Quasimodo's
"Quasar Monitorial Anti-Bilateral
Underneath the Porny, uh, Daydream."
And on, on, on the side note, it tells her to call, "Son up?"
Why would she tell me she was coming and not come?
I keep gettin' these long postcards
from my mother.
And she keeps saying, "Blaze Foley, Blaze Foley
Blaze Foley, when you gonna get a regular job?"
Why would she tell me she was coming and not come?
♪ And the bull right my wind paid.. ♪
I only come second billing tonight. Settle down. I'm second billing tonight.
Buddy, you, you got women trouble.
Hmm.
But I've got the cure for that. I got the cure for that.
Mmm.
One, two, three. One, two, three.
Where is he?
Well, you havin' a good time?
Where's that little shit?
Hey!
White trash fucktard!
You don't you get it, do you?
We were your shot. You fucked us!
We were workin' for you.
Think we're goin' to pay this bill?
You not only just shot yourself in the foot
it ricocheted on the floor
and hit you in the head, dummy!
Hey, but don't worry about us. Yeah, don't worry.
We're gonna file bankruptcy we're gonna go home
fuck our girlfriends, fuck our wives
and never think about your hillbilly ass ever again.
You're gonna keep drinkin' and thinkin' about this moment
for the rest of your life.
Go away.
Hey, hey. What... what?
Hey, you know what?
- You coulda been a star, cocksucker. - Mean.
But you just wanted to be cool.
You just wanted to drink Tequila Sunrises
until our company went under.
Guess what? Ding, ding. You win!
- Prize is yours, boy. - Hey, fellas, hang on a minute.
You're the loser you always wanted to be.
Let me hold on. Let me just ask you one question.
Is that how y'all do business?
You just go around drillin' holes in the ground
and thinking you might get lucky?
And tie us a bone.
See, what you fail to realize is that
we've got this thing down to a science.
You know what I mean? Like all this, this is our crack team.
Researchers, this here is research. This is research.
- Fuck you. - Fuck you.
- Yeah, buddy.
- You too. - Thanks for dropping by.
One, two. three. One, two, three.
♪ Buddy stay off that wine
♪ Although it makes you feel mighty fine ♪
♪ You can drink gin and beer that's good ♪
♪ You can drink liquor aged in wood ♪
♪ But buddy stay off of that wine ♪
Now nobody's gonna call you a sinner
if you have a glass or two before dinner.
And nobody's gonna say that youse were outta line.
That's right.
But if you're a gal that likes to drink
and you don't want to get to where you can't think
remember, buddy, stay off of that wine.
♪ Buddy stay off of that wine
♪ You can drink gin and beer that's good ♪
♪ Liquor aged in wood but remember Buddy ♪
♪ Stay off of that wine
♪ That wine ♪♪
This is my medicine, man.
Remember when I told you about my life
with my sweetheart in the tree in the woods?
Yeah.
It was a.. It was a magical time. Well, uh..
Beautiful girl.
Now look who's come to town?
He's right on time.
First of the month.
More dependable than the governor's mates.
Hangin' with these peckerwoods now, huh, pa?
This is my damn house.
This is my house. You know why I'm here.
- How do you do to you too. - Hey, old mule.
Hey, man. That's no way to treat your old man.
Is this him, Concho?
First of the month every month into his arm.
His mother was addicted to that stuff and he was born like that
And I love him. You know, that's my son.
Where the money here, pops? I ain't fuckin' around...
I'm tellin' you that's my damn money, son.
Give me the fuckin' money, pops.
Why don't you take a breath, let's, uh..
Let's step off the porch and have a conversation.
Who is this motherfucker?
That's my friend. All these my friends.
Who the fuck are you all clowns, man?
Y'all just 'round here trying to drink up
on my old man's money
probably putting it up your nose I bet, huh?
Hey, man, I happen to love this old man.
You love him? You don't even fuckin' know this old man.
Bet you he ain't tell ya how he used to beat me, huh?
Bet you, he ain't tell you he had enough of me, huh? Huh?
Talkin' about you love this old man. You don't know shit.
Get these fuckin' peckerwoods off my porch.
Shut your mouth! Shut your mouth! Shut your mouth!
- What the fuck, man? - Barry! Barry.
It's a screwdriver.
Just 'cause you big, don't mean you can't fall.
- Barry.. - Now, shut your bitch up, pop.
- Shut the fuck up. - Shut your bitch up, punk.
Hey, you can't talk to Elise like that.
Just give me the money, pops, and I'm gone.
Townes, run and get the car.
Blaze, this is not your problem.
Screwdriver? You got your screwdriver?
- Okay, screw driver! - Hey!
Hey! Hey!
- Townes, where's your phone now? - Don't call the police.
- Shut the fuck up! - You shut the fuck up!
Don't call the police!
Barry, get outta there!
Oh, no.
Is that the end of that reel?
Any chance you got another wheel of celluloid over there
you want to slap on? It's only my life's work.
Sorry, Blaze, we're done.
Okay.
Well, show's over, folks.
Thank you for comin' 'n helpin' me
write my letter to Merle.
And, Merle.. If you's listenin'
I love you, Merle. And I hope you dug the tune.
You did it, Blaze. You did it, Blaze.
Well, thank you very, very much.
My name is Cinnamon.
Like the bun?
Now, here's to you, big dog.
You recorded 24 tracks in two hours.
- Goddamn. - You're a goddamn hero.
- You're a legend. - Cheers.
Look here, I'm on the wagon and my friend's gonna buy me a guitar
if I stay sober, so I'm gonna stay sober.
But you know you're gonna fall off the wagon some time. So, let's do it tonight.
Come on. Let's do it in style.
It'll be fun and then I will personally
put y'all both back on the wagon tomorrow morning.
I'm a doctor.
And this here is some straight pharmacological cocaine.
I think you'll like it.
Mm-hmm.
Well, do I call you Miss Cinnamon or Dr. Buns?
Doctor.
Man, it's a shame you weren't there on his last night.
H... he... he played better than ever.
He was, like, nervous and scratchy.
Like some.. Between a dog and a wolf..
- You know that expression? - No. No, I don't. I..
- No? - No.
It's like the night when it stops
getting darker and moves towards to the light?
That's the way Blaze played that night.
Well, it was lucky he recorded it.
Lucky he has friends like you.
Yeah.
Ladies and gentlemen, give a big ol' Outhouse welcome
to Audrey Gaines.
♪ T for Texas
♪ T for Tennessee
♪ T for Texas T for Tennessee ♪
♪ Ain't it T for them
♪ And that woman made a wreck outta me ♪
♪ Yodal-ee
Hey, amigo, looks like you could use some flowers.
Think I could use some flowers.
What you got?
Say, hey.. That's Jasmine.
Ain't that pretty?
Smells like heaven.
It sure does smell like heaven.
Come on, Socrates, let's go.
- Can I tell you something? - Yeah.
All the way to heaven is heaven itself.
Gracias, gracias.
♪ Every day in Mexico
I always want to see Townes play.
You want to see him, after he blew us off?
Oh, come on. Townes is like our father.
♪ That's the way it goes
Without Townes we doesn't have any gigs anyway.
♪ All the federales say
♪ They could've had him any day ♪
♪ They just made him hang around ♪
♪ Out of kindness I suppose
He's not drunk.
He's a junkie, okay?
Pathetic.
♪ Lefty he can't sing the blues ♪
♪ All night long like he used to ♪
♪ Dust that Pancho
♪ Ended up in Lefty's mouth
♪ The day they laid poor Pancho low ♪
♪ Lefty split for Ohio
♪ They got the bread to go
♪ Ain't nobody know
♪ All the federales say they could have had him any day ♪
♪ They just let him go so on ♪
♪ Out of kindness I suppose
Listen, I wanna say thanks, pal.
For backing me up in there.
Mm. No place to fall, man.
- Oh, I love that song. - No place to fall.
- Oh, yeah? - I love that song.
Did you write the whole thing?
Let's say you're at a party and, uh..
The party's goin' on..
And you're sittin' on the window sill, just talkin'.
And then, uh..
...you just start wonderin' like, what it would..
What would it be like... you know to fall.
I mean, like, really fall.
And if you don't do it, you're not gonna know.
So the next, you're just fallin' back.
I mean, you just fall.
War stories. Have you ever fallen on you back?
Now you know how it feels. You remember the adrenaline.
- You remember everything about it. - Yeah. Yeah.
You see, people are gonna think that, like, you're an idiot
or you're crazy.
You know, like, Sally, you know somethin'
that they don't know.
I got a confession to make.
I'm not really a doctor.
Really?
I mean I said all that stuff and I think y'all believed me
and then I just went with it
and now I'm feelin' bad about it.
'Cause it was a, it was a, it was a lie.
Oh, honey, that's okay.
- Oh, Dr. Cinnamon Bun. - Are you sure?
Youse the only doctor that I ever need.
You made me feel a lot better.
Thanks.
Ah, well. The doctor's in.
- Hey, man? - Yeah.
Did I tell you I met John Prine the other day?
We're gonna write a song called "Squirrel"
'cause when I told him I used to live in a tree house
he said, "Well, you must be a squirreling motherfucker."
- Yeah. - Man, that's up.
So I'm gonna write this song called "Squirrel"
about a squirrel like me.
And a squirrel lady called Little Onion
and this cat called the world has got a .22 squirrel rifle
and he's gotta aim to shoot those squirrel legs.
But you know what I says to him?
What'd you say?
Get all up over me!
Get all up over me.
Come on. Come on, get my ass.
Exactly. What you think about that?
Well, squirrelly, I think you better just protect
your nuts and watch what y'all doin'.
♪ And if I had no place to fall ♪
Hi.
♪ And I needed to
Hi.
♪ Could I count on you
I lost the flowers you gave me.
♪ To lay me down
♪ Well I'd never tell you no lies ♪
♪ I don't believe it's wise
♪ Ya got pretty eyes
- Is this for me? - Yes.
That's too much.
- You're gonna get in trouble. - No, I won't.
- Are you sure? - Yes.
That's marvelous. I've got something for you.
Pick one. It's a magic ring.
In about a week's time, you'll develop a special power.
- Thank you. - Thank you.
♪ And if we help each other grow ♪
♪ When the light of day
♪ Smiles down our way
♪ Oh we can't go wrong
♪ You see time she's an old fast movin' train ♪
♪ She's here then she's gone.. ♪
Oh, my love..
...I see there are no possessions implied.
I say the mark of my love is the best part of me.
You mind it all.
I remember my daddy, uh..
...kickin' me with those nasty old cowboy boots.
He's always cursing me like that.
Even when he wanted cheeseburgers
it sounded like curses.
I can see him with my... my little boy eyes lookin' up.
He's just wailin' on me.
But it don't hurt.
It just feels like sand poundin' on a grave digger.
You know what I mean?
And I'm a coffin.
Coffin boy.
Put an X on the dirt.
Marked it off right on top of my head.
Great God Almighty, baby, you've found me.
You dug me up.
I don't know why you did, but you did.
You did it with your voice.
And your eyes.
And your lips..
...and your intelligence.
And I'm not even talkin' about what it's
like to be inside of you.
You've got such goodness in you.
Such kindness in you
and you're funny too.
And, me? Me never see it.
It didn't mean though that I wasn't no coffin wise old man.
And youse my funny female pirate.
What's better than a sexy pirate with pretty skin
and pretty titties.
I had a little bit of love, enough to put into some songs
but not enough to put
toward the baby.
Not enough for a full grown woman.
Not enough love for little Miss Sybil.
I've been lookin' for you for a long time.
Do you think we're born knowing how to love?
I think you were.
No, but seriously.
Why do we forget?
Plain old livin' I imagine.
I'm scared.
What's you scared of?
I'm scared of fucking all of it up.
I feel like we're living in the Garden of Eden, you know?
And I feel like I'm smart enough..
I'm smart enough to know that I am.
But I don't know if I'm smart enough to stay.
I think I feel the same way, darlin'.
Like, maybe I don't know how to dance
and I go left when I'm supposed to go right and I look up
and you're gone.
I'm not going anywhere.
Will you sing me a song?
♪ Love
♪ There's a rabbit hole
♪ Goes down into hell dear
♪ You jump down it if you want to ♪
♪ But you can't come home
♪ There's a dull road ahead of me ♪
♪ Stretches high up into heaven ♪
I see him! Yes!
- Come on, Bigfoot. - Blaze!
- Get you home. - We found you, dummy.
Professor Zee and the good doctor.
- Tallyho. No, no, no. - Get in the car.
- No, no. - Where you going?
- Get.. Come on, get in the car. - Come on, buddy.
- Get in. - You thought I forgot.
All day long, you thought...
Oh. Are you fucking kidding me?
Somebody's gotta do something to that young fella.
That kid's gonna whup on that old man
till somebody does something.
Will you let it go?
If that was your daddy, you'd want me to whoop his ass too.
- Let it go. - You too, Dr. Buns.
True, Blaze. I love my dad.
Listen. Alright, listen.
I'll go with you, I'll go with you tomorrow.
I got porn.
Yeah.
Come on, seriously.
Come on.
You see, to a man with an empty plate
just a crumb becomes a feast.
You know, Blaze, he understood the importance of zero.
The value, zero.
Pretty out there, huh?
It's not out there to him.
It's just out there to everybody else.
Look who's coming to call. My son.
I don't want your bullshit today, man, get out the way.
You're not coming in.
Move.
Oh, yeah?
Goddamn Barry, what you did?
I told you not to fuck with my boy.
Call the police. Call 911.
Oh, Lord.
They're gonna take all of us to jail.
I'll spend the rest of my life in jail, Lord.
I told you not to fuck with me! I told you!
I told you not to fuck with me.
Why you always fuck with me, man?
You brought it on yourself, man.
Barry, let go. Get the fuck off! Barry!
Call the police!
Get in the car. Get, get. Get in the car!
Fuck!
Hey, you! Who the hell you, man!
I'm goin' in the house.
Hey, pal, I saw you in the forest.
I need you to..
I don't want you to do that.
Oh, please don't let me die.
This is for Blaze.
He always comes around when I play this
so, uh, maybe I'll stop playin' it, so he can rest in peace.
Okay, Blaze.
♪ I got a guitar all my own
♪ Got a quarter for the telephone ♪
♪ I ain't headed down this highway all alone ♪
♪ One two three and maybe four ♪
♪ Baby they're knockin' on my door ♪
♪ Well I know you're gonna miss me when I'm gone ♪
♪ Got no pa but I got a ma ♪
♪ Think she lives in Arkansas ♪
♪ Well I might just go and see her one more day ♪
♪ It ain't like she really care ♪
♪ It ain't like she pay no fear ♪
♪ But I might just blow on through there anyway ♪
Hey.
♪ Mm hmm-hmm
It's okay.
♪ Goin' down to Alabam'
♪ Cause trouble if I can
♪ Oh buddy would you like to come along? ♪
Well, I guess this means you're a legend now, huh?
You really made me a country western widow.
I'm sorry it took me so long to get here.
I just thought..
You know... every time I'm in a car
and I put a seatbelt on..
Every time I feel the strap against my chest..
...it feels like your arm.
It sounds silly.
But, it's true.
♪ His short life was.. ♪♪
Hey stop it! Stop! Stop!
You can't be diggin' in here!
Oh, I'm sorry, I was just tryin' to plant these flowers.
You can't plant nothin' but bodies.
Well, why is that?
Because I run the place and it's against the rules.
Those aren't your beer cans, are they?
No, they were already here.
Alright, now.
Sorry about your troubles, ma'am.
But everybody's got 'em.
♪ I got a guitar all my own
♪ I got a quarter for the telephone ♪
♪ Yeah I ain't headed down this highway all alone ♪
Subtitles by explosiveskull
♪ One two three and maybe four ♪
♪ Baby they're knockin' down my door ♪
♪ I know you're gonna miss me when I'm gone ♪♪♪
Yeah.
♪ There's a rabbit hole
♪ That leads down into hell dear ♪
♪ You could jump down if you wanna ♪
♪ But you can't come home
♪ There's a tall golden ladder ♪
♪ That stretches high up into heaven ♪
♪ You could climb up if you wanna ♪
♪ But you can't come home
♪ Or you could stay
♪ With me
♪ For a little while
♪ You know that home is wherever you are ♪
♪ Let me ride the lonely miles with you ♪
♪ You say such lovely words for me ♪
♪ I hear your voice inside the wind dear ♪
♪ When the wind don't blow
♪ I find your face in fallen shadows ♪
♪ I need you close to me
♪ For my rounds and rotten rainbows ♪
♪ Glide on their sleep byways
♪ But you can't come home
♪ Or you could stay with me
♪ For a little while
♪ You know that home is where ever you are ♪
♪ Let me ride the lonely miles with you ♪
♪ Or you could stay with me
♪ For a long long while
♪ You know the moon lights up the trees for us ♪
♪ So darling kiss me quick before I catch them blues ♪
♪ Wah wah wa wah wa wa wha wa
♪ Wah wa wa wah wah wa wa
♪ Wa wa wa ♪ Wah wa wa wa wa wa wa ♪♪
♪ The sun came up it was another day ♪
♪ When the sun went down you were blown away ♪
♪ Why did you let go of your guitar? ♪
♪ Why'd you ever let it go that far drunken angel? ♪
♪ Could've held on in that long smooth neck ♪
♪ Let your hand remember every fret ♪
♪ Finger touching each shiny string ♪
♪ But you let go of everything ♪
♪ Drunken angel
♪ You're on the other side
♪ Drunken angel
♪ You're on the other side
♪ Drunken angel ♪♪