Giver Man

Gillian Welch lyrics Elvis Presley Blues            
Was thinking that night about Elvis            
Day that he died, day that he died            
I was thinking that night about Elvis            
Day that he died, day that he died            
             
Just a country boy that combed his hair            
And put on a shirt his mother made and went on the air            
And he shook it like a chorus girl            
And he shook it like a Harlem Queen            
He shook it like a midnight rambler, baby            
Like you never seen, like you never seen, never seen        
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I go to the well..its empty..its empty..    
Im so thirsty..          
So thirsty            
I could just cry.            
             
Dirt roads they jes seem endless baby..endless..  
Suffer me            
Ain another house for a mile.            
Baby so lonesome i could die..            
             
Skies above are open wide..wide      
Like Dangerous thought      
Consuming,    
Looming            
And use you to poor Whip or Wills haunted calls of time.            
             
But sweet summer time brings lightnin bugs..fire flies time flies            
Through lil gals rare giggles of freedom            
And the river, he waves Hello..         
             
You thought he was friendly then the rains came, rain poured            
He roared and sucked you under his bridge            
Right under that ridge where your house sat..            
Home            
             
The roar became your music, sweet music..            
A woman in your skinny dip, he licked              
And he knew            
He pulled you back under, under            
Whispers..i am so sorry Jennifer..            
My love how you've grown...            
             
When the water understands your secret, he keeps it            
Never another dry well..            
No thirsty            
No alone.            
             
Miles away, pass days by daze            
You forget              
That ol man, my ol man..            
He groans..            
As you fly high in a new world...            
You shake what he owned.            
             
Lover river..my sweet giver man...            
Please forgive me..            
You delivered me..            
From my wretched dry home.