Demos Volume II

by Mitchell Snow

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1.
I Out there 'cross the river Come a weak, torn cry On the squint edge of distance A carriage rolled by Somewhere dinner was cooking Sagging sink pilled high And a weathervane twining ‘Gainst rust evening sky The sun dipping down Drug the moon up by chains With a laurel of stars Came the time of the rains II In the time of the rains No one laboured the fields No bronzed, stinging brows Dribbled sweat on the yield All spoke in tongues And the veiled was revealed That was far ago now And those secrets are sealed Those long drunk on wisdom Can poison their brains And this was all commonplace In the time of the rains III On the road to St. Medard Her Grandpa grew ill They burned all his clothes At the foot of the hill Then they slipped him the cure In the form of a pill And made camp by the road Right outside Louisville I knew her not then I was gone when she came I hardly stayed in one place In the time of the rains IV In the time of the rains Of the web and the husk When the great beasts were hunted For their teeth and their tusks The cool of the morning Would linger till dusk Well water was sweeter And the air smelled of musk But the winters were harsh Many died from the strain No children were born In the time of the rains V I was briefly imprisoned Though I can not recall What crimes I’d committed If any at all Twas tail end of Summer Or early in Fall But I was set free come Spring Just in time for the thaw As I slept on a Greyhound She rode by on the train Our paths often crossed In the time of the rains VI In the time of the rains Superstition held sway The hours were fewer What established a day The search for what caused it Soon faded away Well, it was what it was And what it was Who can say? Speculation is useless No one can explain The events that occurred In the time of the rains VII Now I wake with the sunrise To the birds and the dew To a spread on the table In the world born anew Those times long forgotten Save for a scant few And of those who remember Most claim it ain’t true Good riddance I say Though others maintain It was better back then In the time of the rains
2.
You better run my Dear My Love, my Darling One You better run Away from me I Striking stone Freezing rain, night falling Lock them chains Swallow down the key Spare not one When the moon comes calling You better run Away from me You better run my Dear My Love, my Darling One You better run Away from me II Cover well these bones In cold black water From the deepest trench Of the darkest sea And spare not one Son nor daughter You better run Away from me You better run my Dear My Love, my Darling One You better run Away from me III Run on Be gone From here You better run my Dear My Love, my Darling One You better run Away from me
3.
I Out behind the old Linville motel Back beyond them Tall cedar trees By the river Up near the wheat field I first spied her My darling, sweet Marie Had I known then What I know now I might have turned and Walked away But I wonder If it would have mattered Seems the Devil's always Gotta have his say II We spread out there On a blanket Watching stars dance Up in the sky And our hands were Barely touching I caught her smiling from Out the corner of my eye Could I have seen then Just what was a comin' I might have looked The other way But I wonder If it would have mattered Seems the Devil's always Gonna have his day Bridge That first summer We were lovers Just two young fools And nothing more Then come winter She kept the car warm As I laid three more bodies on the floor III I’m parked here watching As she goes in there A distant church bell Begins to chime I rev the engine Just to keep it running I guess we’ll run Till we run out of time I tell myself that I was a good kid Just one who's easily Led astray Though I wonder If that’s the truth now Or was I the Devil All along the way? Was I the Devil All along the way? Was I the Devil All along the way?
4.
I Last night I dreamt a vision Too terrible to say What I saw I will not say I awoke to sullen darkness Where I wept ’til break of day Lo, I cried ’Til light of day These troubles they’re surrounding me It’s more than I can take Are these miseries a-hounding me Or do I leave ‘em my wake? II Up through my morning window Rising pure and sweet Come sailing in So pure and sweet A smooth and steady psalm With which no heartache could compete No my heartache Could compete Lo, my tears Could not compete These troubles they’re surrounding me It’s more than I can take Are these miseries a-hounding me Or do I leave ‘em my wake? III O’ bird slip in my window Alight on my right knee Share a song With lonesome me And when you fly away Take my sorrows ‘long with thee Cast them off Into the sea When you fly away Take my sorrows ‘long with thee Cast them off Into that cold and bitter sea
5.
I Down by the docks Where the ballad mongers sleep With their whiskey boy eyes Pale, red and deep It’s a dollar for a song And 50 cents for a gun Bring your troubles in a bottle And drink ‘em up with sun It’s a honey of a bargain So I bought ‘em both They came guaranteed With a sworn, solemn oath To get the one you desire By the time you are through So, I’ma fall down on my knees Sing it just for you: “Ain’t nobody like My baby No body like my Girl Ain’t nobody like My baby In this whole world” II I stuck the gun in my pocket Pinned the song to my coat Crossed the pier like a shadow And snuck on a boat I’d span any ocean Sail any sea When the Lord made that woman He made her for me I’m drifting the tides And heading your way Studying on just what I should say I know I’ve been bad I know I did wrong And I know you’ll forgive me When you hear this song: “Ain’t nobody like My baby Nobody like my Girl Ain’t nobody like My baby In this whole world” III Down by the docks Where the ballad mongers sleep With their whiskey boy eyes Pale, red and deep It’s a dollar for a song And 50 cents for a gun Bring your troubles in a bottle And drink ‘em up with sun It’s a honey of a bargain You may as well buy ‘em both They come guaranteed With a sworn, solemn oath If the song, just can’t do it The solution, I’ve found Ya just pull out that gun And put that woman down “Ain’t nobody like My baby Nobody like my Girl Ain’t nobody like My baby In this whole world”
6.
Barn Rasing 03:42
I We have gathered here together The celebration has begun We have laboured ruthless weather But now our laborin' is done We've sown no seed in stoney places We've cast not one amongst the thorns Where the plow had left its traces The good ground bares fruit free from scorn Do as the Lord said Paint the barn red Soon the harvest comes II And the preacher man is prying They layin' hands and chantin' hymns All the ladies get to swayin' A writhing knot of twisting limbs And there's takin' up of serpents A fiddle bow shrieks 'cross the strings We'll store the crops to sell to merchants And house the livestock here til Spring Do as the Lord said Paint the barn red Soon the harvest comes III The Caller keeps 'em guessing Convulsing dancers shout in tongues Let each beam receive His blessing Every rafter, every rung And our clothes, we get to sheading In the dizzy evening heat Then entwined we make our bedding When we rise, we'll and kill and eat Do as the Lord said Paint the barn red Soon the harvest comes Do as the Lord said Paint the barn red Soon the harvest comes
7.
Dirty Money 03:34
I Piles of dirty money Stacked fat and deep and high Deliver up the needle We'll run ‘em through the eye Some folks got all that money Don't do 'em no good at all They still sleeping in the kitchen With their feet out in the hall I cloudy up my thoughts On Heaven’s penny rain That money might be dirty But I’ll take some just the same II Piles of dirty money From the ceiling to the floor Brambles, roots, and branches Spilling upwards evermore Some folks got all that money And I just can’t imagine why Some folks fear to smile And other folks long to die Save me for the rainy day When Heaven’s pennies fall That money might be dirty But it sure beats none at all III Piles of dirty money Spilling out into the streets The mattress gets so lumpy You can’t even fit the sheets Some folks got all that money It still can’t whet their appetite And I got stones all in my passway And my road seems dark as night How I await that day When Heaven’s pennies shine That money might be dirty But, I’d be glad to call it mine
8.
I Take the breath from me now I'm drowning in the wind I feel it rushing over me Like a knife across the skin There's a light in the window But no one is home I swear we have nothing to fear We're only in for a moment And then we are gone We have no secrets here So close your eyes Ch We are the darkness We are the rain We are the promise The remedy for pain II Powder burns and gasoline Hanging over head Take only what we need, my Dear And remember all we said Empty rooms echo deep I am lost in a fog As we blindly forward churn We're only in for a moment And then we are gone There are things still left to learn So close your eyes Ch We are the darkness We are the rain We are the promise The remedy for pain III In a swarm of burning trees I hear you calling 13 steps of rotten wood And I'm sifting through sand IV I still smell the gasoline And soon I am falling Let us go from here now Let us go from here now Let us go from here now, my Dear We've done all we can
9.
I Oh no! Don’t make a sound Pretend that we ain’t never met Pretty soon we will forget again Get low! Don’t bring me down Mistake a secret for a lie Carve out the heart to spite the eye my friend Ch: You’d think that I’d know better Carousel, you let her go somehow With my clothes so warm with danger It not hard to play the stranger now II Scarecrow! You dangle dance in place Call all the soldiers the shore Before she draws me in once more, too late Below! The cursed lines of this lace Evil woman, bitter fool An awful laugh to bend this cruel, cold fate Ch: You’d think that I’d know better Carousel, you let her go somehow With my clothes so warm with danger It not hard to play the stranger now III Heave-ho! Sick sun raise the day Electric finger, sparrow's beak Chills - a spark to thrill and weak the knee Hello! Words get in the way Sometime I can’t compose my thoughts My twisted tongue grows stiff and taught on me Ch: You’d think that I’d know better Carousel, you let her go somehow With my clothes so warm with danger It not hard to play the stranger now
10.
I I was defeated, broke and beaten Left abandon on the trail Certain that I’d never live To share the fateful tale II Black clouds collapsed in on me I’s swallowed up and drown Lost there in the swirling sea Never to be found I glimpsed then through a sliver, Just the makings of a spark The crack split wide, delivering A wondrous glowing arc Love come down Love come down Love come down Through the dark II I ain’t some starry-eyed, smiling dimwit Come to tell ya, "Everything alright!" That kinda talk, well, it’s just bullshit I’m only saying there’s a light Love come down Love come down Love come down Through the dark III I know you’ve seen your share of trouble You’re not alone my friend And it's in these times of struggle It guides you home again Love come down Love come down Love come down Through the dark
11.
Willowy Tree 02:49
I Her eyes alight The fires of Hell They burn no more for me I loved her true I loved her well But ours was not to be In dreams ever plaguing I see here slight frame Leaned 'gainst the Willowy tree She’s fresh as the morning And calling my name But ours was not to be II Her hair a wrath Of golden chains Locks which hold no key I loved her true That love remains But ours was not to be In dreams ever plaguing I see her slight frame Hunched by the Willowy tree She cools with the evening And babbles my name For ours was not to be III Oh roll me in your arms My dear Hold me close to thee On her, I’ll dwell no more And here We’ll lie ‘neath the Willowy tree In the shade of the Willowy tree
12.
Knife Fight! I Let's have a knife fight in the middle of Sunday school Let's have a knife, your facial scars looks cool I'm bored of malls and video games This is all that's left to ease the pain CH: It's a nice night, for a knife fight A nice night, yes indeed! It's a nice night for a knife fight A fine night to watch you bleed! Knife Fight! II Let's have a knife fight in a Wal-Mart parking lot Let's Have a knife fight, your girlfriend thinks it's hot Don't need no gun to get the killin' done So sharpen up and let's have some fun CH: It's a nice night, for a knife fight A nice night, yes indeed! It's a nice night for a knife fight A fine night to watch you bleed! Knife Fight! III Let's have a knife fight, on the White House lawn Let's have a knife fight, from Egypt to Iran Grab the handle, make a fist We'll use the flag to bind our wrist CH: It's a nice night, for a knife fight A nice night, yes indeed! It's a nice night for a knife fight A fine night to watch you bleed! Knife Fight!

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This is a collection of demos. Some of these songs may be re-recorded at some point for future release and undergo vast changes between now and then. Some of 'em will never make it any further than this collection.
These songs are what they are: rough drafts and works in progress. This is in no way a Hi-Fi experience nor is it intended to be. It's rough, it's sloppy, it's often terribly mixed and occasionally recorded in keys that I didn't realize I couldn't sing that well in until it was too late to do much of anything about that. But if you like what I do, you'll probably really dig 'em.

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released November 15, 2018

All words, music, instruments, vocal, and so on:
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Mitchell Snow Toronto, Ontario

Singer/ songwriter from Mocksville (and Winston-Salem) North Carolina, currently living in Toronto Canada

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