A Last Minute Song

I’ve come from down the road

And my footsteps never slowed

Before we met, I knew we’d meet

Before we met, I knew we’d meet

-my favorite part of "Hymn 101"

I am very late to the link-up with Goodnight Moon today. I don't have a particularly personal song to share with you this time. But when Joe Pug came to Chambana a few years back, I happened to go, and I was blown away by him. He's very similar to Bob Dylan in a lot of ways (who I also love love love). He also gets bonus points for mentioning that show during his Billboard interview, where he talks about his plans to become a playwright falling through into singing instead. He's a pretty laid back guy who gave away copies of his first album for free, packing them at his house and handwriting every address.

If you like this song, I'd also recommend "How Good You Are" for a sweet tune that always gets stuck in my head, or "Nation of Heat" which reminds me of Carl Sandburg's poem "Chicago".

Anyhow...nothing deep or overly inspirational today. Just a song that I like, and maybe, you'll like it too.

 Hymn #101 by Joe Pug
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Yeah I’ve come to know the wish list of my father
I’ve come to know the shipwrecks where he wished
I’ve come to wish aloud among the over dressed crowd
Come to witness now the sinking of the ship
Throwing pennies from the sea top next to it

And I’ve come to roam the forest past the village
With a dozen lazy horses in my cart
I’ve come here to get high,
To do more than just get by.
I’ve come to test the timber of my heart
Oh, I’ve come to test the timber of my heart

And I’ve come to be untroubled in my seeking
And I’ve come to see that nothing is for naught
I’ve come to reach out blind
to reach forward and behind
For the more I seek the more I’m sought
Yea, the more I seek the more I’m sought.

And I’ve come to meet the sheriff and his posse
To offer him the broadside of my jaw
I’ve come here to get broke
Then maybe bum a smoke
We’ll go drinking two towns over after all
Oh, we’ll go drinking two towns over after all.

And I’ve come to meet the legendary takers
I’ve only come to ask them for a lot
Oh they say I come with less
than I should rightfully posses
I say the more I buy the more I’m bought
And the more I’m bought the less I cost

And I’ve come to take their servants and their surplus
And I’ve come to take their raincoats and their speed
I’ve come to get my fill
To ransack and spill
I’ve come to take the harvest for the seed
I’ve come to take the harvest for the seed

And I’ve come to know the manger that you sleep in
I’ve come to be the stranger that you keep
I’ve come from down the road
And my footsteps never slowed
Before we met, I knew we’d meet
Before we met, I knew we’d meet

And I’ve come here to ignore your cries and heartaches
I’ve come to closely listen to you sing
I’ve come here to insist
That I leave here with a kiss
I‘ve come to say exactly what I mean
and I mean so many things.

And you’ve come to know me stubborn as a butcher
and you’ve come to know me thankless as a guest
will you recognize my face when gods awful grace
strips me of my jacket and my vest
and reveals all the treasure in my chest