Ray Wylie Hubbard - All Loose Things lyrics

Right before the harvest a blackbird sings
Look at them fools down
They ain’t got no wings
Storm is a-coming, rain’s about to fall
Ain’t no shelter 'round here for
These children at all

Scarecrow singing a song by Kevin Welch
Thunder is rumbling as if the
Devil himself did belch
Now the dirt is splattering, turning into mud
Erasing all traces of broken bones and blood

All loose things end up bein' washed away
All loose things end up bein' washed away
All loose things end up bein' washed away

Rooster's in the cornstalks pecking at grains
A peddler walks by, he says
"Why am I cursed like Cain?
I’m all lust and furies
Doomed to sell my wares
I think I’d been better
Off not sayin' prayers

Old harlequins and pilgrims
Always will believe
Was their savior on a cross
That died between two thieves
Ask them and they’ll tell you
The son was sacrificed
To undo the sin of Eve that cost us paradise

All loose things end up bein' washed away
All loose things end up bein' washed away
All loose things end up bein' washed away

A dying crap shooter with
Whiskey on his breath
Is bettin' inside numbers
Shootin’ dice with death
He says, "All I ever roll is deuces, treys
And twelves" blackbird says
"The gods can’t save us from ourselves"

All loose things end up bein' washed away
All loose things end up bein' washed away
All loose things end up bein' washed away