Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cruel White Water, artist - Robert Hunter. Date of issue: 02.12.2015
Song language: English
Cruel White Water |
| Up near the border where the cruel white water |
| Drowns the vagabond who sleeps too low |
| Me and my companion, the famous Jack Of Lanterns |
| Tracked the misty mountains through the snow |
| I ran across the hidden chord but I could not learn the changes |
| The blue Pacific called and I had to go |
| There was holy on the ivy in the apparition mountains |
| But the warmest bed I found was ten below |
| Courted lady Greensleeves, she pushed me out the window |
| I landed like a feather in the trees |
| Took off across New Mexico and landed in the bayou |
| But the catfish were too lean, and I had to blow |
| Don’t lie for gold--no no no no! |
| Don’t lie for love--that turns out cold |
| If life depends, just get out whole… |
| But don’t lie for less, no no no no! |
| Marie Marie, Marie Helena |
| You’re my amour, you’re my own heart |
| Marie Marie, Marie Helena |
| Marie Marie, Marie Helena! |
| Left a life of ease and caught that black iron steamer |
| Across the barren waste to your arcade |
| Singing 'take me to your leader' in my strangest country tenor |
| But the bad I set to lay was half way made |
| Leftover pieces weren’t exactly what I needed |
| They didn’t have much meaning on their own |
| There was some talk of deviation, but from what was never mentioned |
| So I set out to find my wrong way home |
| Home inside the hour, I was tuning my guitar |
| Where I got that sudden urge I know too well |
| I finished my rendition of 'Don't Pity My Condition' |
| And then looked around to find what I could sell |
| You can’t sell your soul! |
| Leave that alone! |
| You can’t change your role Big Daddy Lowe |
| Don’t break your back for less than love! |
| And don’t trade your love for stars above! |
| Marie Marie, Marie Helena |
| You’re my amour, you’re my own heart |
| Marie Marie, Marie Helena |
| Marie Marie, Marie Helena! |
| Caught up with Jack Of Lanterns in a town called Make It Hurt |
| Preaching three card monte in the Live And Let It church |
| The choir was down and dirty, drawing bad and betting worse |
| We left at ten past six in a padded hearse |
| I might find companions in after hours taverns |
| To tell a tale or two I’ve never heard |
| But the strangest song I know |
| Is what the thunder said to lightening |
| And I never could recall a single word |
| Except… |
| Up near the border where the cruel white water |
| Drowns the vagabond who sleeps too low |
| Me and my companion, the famous Jack Of Lanterns |
| Tracked the misty mountains through the snow |
| Don’t lie for gold--no no no no! |
| Don’t lie for love--that turns out cold |
| If life depends, just get out whole… |
| But don’t lie for less--no no no no! |
| Marie Marie, Marie Helena |
| By firelight you steal my heart |
| Marie Marie, Marie Helena |
| Marie Marie, Marie Helena! |