tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4497209460362406306.post8264949782261396128..comments2024-03-23T18:29:54.952-07:00Comments on ON THE FLIP-SIDE: Busker Days: Jesse Morris "True Red Blood"On The Flip-Sidehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07319364292191851993noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4497209460362406306.post-13414901561581488042011-11-20T16:27:57.116-08:002011-11-20T16:27:57.116-08:00Thanks for transcribing and posting those lyrics, ...Thanks for transcribing and posting those lyrics, Jack. Nice touch.On The Flip-Sidehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07319364292191851993noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4497209460362406306.post-46906156058790290442011-11-18T16:14:38.155-08:002011-11-18T16:14:38.155-08:00RIP buddyRIP buddyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4497209460362406306.post-90421986197661627052011-11-18T08:06:03.274-08:002011-11-18T08:06:03.274-08:00I only knew him as my very funny doorman. This is ...I only knew him as my very funny doorman. This is sad.Davenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4497209460362406306.post-38424290590150128672011-11-17T22:06:14.174-08:002011-11-17T22:06:14.174-08:00When I leave this town burning, I'll look back...When I leave this town burning, I'll look back as it suffocates<br />And ashes to dust you’ve had your fun and still feel out of place<br /><br />When I leave this town burning, for me I hope you’ll yearn<br />And you all can die before your time but for me I’ll wait my turn<br /><br />When I look out my window, I'll meet towns that can hardly live<br />I’ll meet real people with true red blood that got something left to give<br /><br />Got something left to give<br />Ain’t like you<br /><br />No woman by my side, no family back at home<br />No home to ever come home to, no blues to keep me blue<br />I’ll just stay in the black as I speed on down that track<br />But a town lay there in ashes I’ll pass through but I won’t go back<br /><br />When I left my town burning, just to watch it suffocate<br />And ashes were dust, and I had my fun but I left behind my hate<br /><br />When I look out my window, I met towns that can hardly live<br />I met real people with true red blood that got something left to give<br /><br />Got something left to give<br />Ain’t like you<br /><br />No woman by my side, no family back at home<br />No home to ever come home to, no blues to keep me blue<br />I’ll just stay in the black as I rot right off my track<br />But a town lay there in ashes I’ll pass through but I won’t go back<br /> <br />No woman by my side, no family back at home<br />Got no home to ever come home to, no blues to keep me blue<br />I’ll just stay in the black as I crash right off my track<br />And my town lay there in ashes I’ll pass through but won’t go back<br /><br />I won’t go back, no I won’t back my dear<br />To find you<br /><br />No woman by my side, no family back at home<br />Got no home to dare come home to, those blues don’t keep me blue<br />I’ll just stay in the black as I bleed right off my track<br />But a town lay there in ashes I’ll pass through but I won’t go back<br /><br />My town lay there in ashes, might pass through but I won’t go back<br /><br />And I might lay in ashes, I’ll pass through but I won’t come back.Flipsiderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07983978215194067317noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4497209460362406306.post-11849611741837451362011-11-17T16:28:19.853-08:002011-11-17T16:28:19.853-08:00Thanks for sharing, Jack. I was bummed to see this...Thanks for sharing, Jack. I was bummed to see this AM about Jesse. SInce he was one of your first posts, and was so talented and open to your idea to record buskers and publish them here, I have always held a soft spot for Jesse. Never met the man. Can't say I could walk in his shoes. But I am certainly sad that it ended as it did. I wish for all -- most pointedly his friends and family -- that it had a different outcome. This original song of his now has a certain poetic conclusion to it.On The Flip-Sidehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07319364292191851993noreply@blogger.com