“I been cryin’ for you boy, but truth is my savior”
If you’re the type to be put off by the sight of a cowboy hat, I understand, I’m the type to be put off by cowboy hats. But you’d be missing out if you let the hat put you off Lucinda Williams. She’s capable of writing a happy song, but it’s the sad ones that are her bread and butter. She’s kind of gal who gravitates to the wild, the bad and the suicidal. She’s had more than a fair share of loss, and it’s the loss that has been her muse. She’s happily married now, but she’s still got enough stories from her past to keep her songwriting going for another thirty years. World Without Tears is a record with not a cheerful moment. What she was going through when she wrote it, or if she was just reminiscing, I don’t know. But it’s the album you want to put on when your heart feels robbed, stripped and bereft.
Baby, see how I been living
Velvet curtains on the windwos to
Keep the bright and unforgiving
Light from shining throughBaby, I remember all the things we did
When we slept together
In the blue behind your eyelids
Baby, sweet babyTraced your scent through the gloom
‘Til I found these purple flowers
I was spent, I was soon smelling you for hoursLavender, lotus blossoms too
Water the dirt, flowers last for you
Baby, sweet babyTangerines and persimmons
And sugarcane
Grapes and honeydew melon
Enough fit for a queenLemon trees don’t make a sound
‘Til branches bend and fruit falls to the ground
Baby, sweet babyCome to my wolrd and witness
The way things have changed
‘Cause I finally did it, baby
I got out of La GrangeGot in my Mercury and drove out west
Pedal to the metal and my luck to the test
Baby, sweet babyI been tryin’ to enjoy all the fruits of my labor
I been cryin’ for you boy but truth is my saviorBaby, sweet baby if it’s all the same
Take the glory and day over the fame
Baby, sweet baby
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