The Mourner

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9. THE MOURNER

The “Mourner” was an outlaw, a low-life drunken thief
He was alone and forsaken in a world of sin
In somekinda shelter at the break of dawn
The whips they came-a-crackin’ grinding up the dust

But now I think I see no evil, I feel no low down thrills
There ain’t no hellhound jugglers, no man can foot the bill

The “Mourner” was a rhymer on black snake mountain line
He ended up like Judas but the treachery was mine

Let’s share a smoke my brother
While laying on Graveline Bay
At the “dirty plate trail” down highway Ninety-Nine

But now I think I see no evil…

Well I can’t tell the ghost by the darkest saint
Cos time it fades aways man and hope’s dyin’ in vain

You know, I was an outlaw, a low-life drunken thief
Alone and forsaken in this world of sin

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from Goin' Down, released October 1, 2009
(Words & Music by Nick Fysakis)

Jeremy Gluck – Lead Vocals / DD Dynamite – Lead Vocals, Rhythm Guitars / Telecaster Nick – Lead & Rhythm Guitars / John Hardy – Pedal Steel Guitar / Lydia – Bass Guitar / The Shoeshine Boy – Drums

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Dustbowl Athens, Greece

“Mother Earth Rock Music” pioneers.
Since 2006 / Athens Greece
www.dustbowl.gr

BUCKETFULL OF BRAINS / JEREMY GLUCK (THE BARRACUDAS):
" It is an esoteric elegy of sentiments that draws us "down" with them, and signifies that the only catharsis, the one way road for Dustbowl comes from the earth…”

ALT. COUNTRY FORUM NL:
"Their music has something charming, magical"
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