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Monday, February 24, 2025

Johnny Cash - Big River | O My Soul

 If you ever wonder about the writing of country music check this . . a perennial favourite always wort checking out what Kris Kristofferson thought about it! Pure poetry essentially



O My Soul

Johnny Cash: Big River


I think I first heard this on the Letterman show by Kris, and Lyle Lovett amongst others and have adored it as a story telling masterpiece of western music without equal!



Now I taught the weeping willow how to cry,

And I showed the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky.

And the tears that I cried for that woman are gonna flood you Big River.

Then I’m gonna sit right here until I die.


I met her accidentally in St. Paul (Minnesota).

And it tore me up every time I heard her drawl, Southern drawl.

Then I heard my dream was back Downstream cavortin’ in Davenport,

And I followed you, Big River, when you called.


Then you took me to St. Louis later on (down the river).

A freighter said she’s been here but she’s gone, boy, she’s gone.

I found her trail in Memphis, but she just walked up the block.

She raised a few eyebrows and then she went on down alone.


Now, won’t you batter down by Baton Rouge, River Queen, roll it on.

Take that woman on down to New Orleans, New Orleans.

Go on, I’ve had enough, dump my blues down in the gulf.

She loves you, Big River, more than me.


Now I taught the weeping willow how to cry, cry, cry

And I showed the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky.

And the tears that I cried for that woman are gonna flood you Big River.

Then I’m gonna sit right here until I die.

1 comment:

SEALY said...

Well. This is, of course, PERFECT. Perfect anyway but definitively so in its own idiom.
(Pedant's question....Did she walk up the "block" or is it the "bluff" (hill by a river?)
Great versions by Bob (in the Basement) and a favourite band of mine The Beat Farmers.....