But she s still gone away, gonna build a fire and watch us go up in flames
And that s that, there s a weeping willow on the outskirts of town
i can scream
I can cry my eyes out but she s not coming back, there s a weeping willow on the outskirts of town
I can scream, ooh don t you hate to see the season end
But she s still gone away, ooh there s a lonesome whisper in the wind
There s a quarter moon that s laying up on the ridge, there s a lot of water flowing under this bridge Johnson, and that s that
and he s making up his mind to rise or to set
and he s making up his mind to rise or to set
Ooh don t you hate to see the season end, there s a quarter moon that s laying up on the ridge, i can cry my eyes out but she s not coming back
But she s still gone away, and that s that
Gonna build a fire and watch us go up in flames, i can scream, there s a weeping willow on the outskirts of town
and she s not coming back and that s that
There s a voice inside me saying get your feet wet, ooh there s a lonesome whisper in the wind
There s a quarter moon that s laying up on the ridge, cause that s that
Gonna build a fire and watch us go up in flames, cause that s that
where i took a pocket knife and carved out our names
there s a quarter moon that s laying up on the ridge
i can cry my eyes out but she s not coming back
There s a weeping willow on the outskirts of town, and he s making up his mind to rise or to set
but she s still gone away
But she s still gone away, cause that s that Johnson, i can cry my eyes out but she s not coming back
But she s still gone away, gonna build a fire and watch us go up in flames That's, i can tear my hair out but she s not coming back
cause that s that
ooh there s a lonesome whisper in the wind
There s a weeping willow on the outskirts of town, there s a voice inside me saying get your feet wet
When I went to look for this version on Spotify a couple of years ago, I couldn't find it. I grew up listening to this kind of music as a kid. Thanks for posting this!
A lifetime favorite, ever since seeing MJ perform it on a live TV show (Austin City Limits?) in 1990 or so. He introduced it "This next song is the answer to the musical question, 'What's what?' "
A "country" tune in 3/4... I heard this on the radio 25 years ago, was impressed by its emotional honesty then...
...and my reaction to it now is even more profound.
This is Human Genius.
Addendum:
To the commentors below who remarked on the rhythmic complexity of this marvelous tune, let me suggest that you Google the musical terms "complex triple meter" and "hemiola;" some composers study for years before they can use those devices as effectively as is being done here.