April The 14th Part I (Live) (Album)

April The 14th Part I - Gillian Welch

Written by：Gillian Welch

When the iceberg hit

Oh they must of known

God moves on the water

Like Casey Jones

So I walked downtown

On my telephone

And took a lazy turn

Through the red eye zone

It was a five band bill

A two dollar show

I saw the van out front

From Idaho

And a girl passed out

In the backseat trash

There was no way they'd make

Even a half a tank of gas

They looked sick and stoned

And strangely dressed

No one showed

From the local press

But I watched them walk

Through the bottom land

And I wished I played

In a rock and roll band

Hey hey

It was the 14th day of April

Well they closed it down

With the sail in rags

And I swept up the fags

And the local mags

I threw the plastic cups

In plastic bags

And the cooks cleaned the kitchen

With the staggers and the jags

Ruination day

And the sky was red

I went back to work

And back to bed

And the iceberg broke

And the okies fled

And the great emancipator

Took a bullet in the back of the head head

It was the 14th day