REVISIONIST HISTORY BLUES

words by Kasey Anderson, music by Kasey Anderson and Andrew McKeag

sun didn’t rise this morning, i didn’t hear no little bluebird signing
sun didn’t rise this morning, i didn’t hear no little bluebird singing
must be a big storm coming, gonna cast its shadow over everything

there’s something howling at my window, i’m trying to make out what it’s saying
there’s something howling at my window, i’m trying to make out what it’s saying
is it the souls of the departed or just some lonesome fool a million miles away?

the walls are shaking, things are falling off the shelves
the walls are shaking, things are falling off the shelves
you go on, seek shelter, sweetheart, i’ll take care of myself

the streets are flooded, water rising everywhere
the streets are flooded, water rising everywhere
i’m gonna stand here and let it wash over me while the cowards come up for air

i won’t go looking for you, i know exactly where you are
i won’t go looking for you, i know exactly where you are
maybe i’ll see you on the other side if i make it that far

you said the world was gentle, sugar baby, you were wrong
you said the world was gentle, sugar baby, you were wrong
your best friends gonna ride you to ruin then they’ll drink to you when you’re gone

they’ll be crying on the corners, throwing flowers on your grave
they’ll be crying on the corners, throwing flowers on your grave
gonna be a long, black line snaking through town, lord i love a parade