Pinwheel of Death

Ralph Stanley


SONGS

Writers Ralph Stanley

Genres Country, Ballad, Movie Song, Classic Country, Bluegrass

Recorded 1958

Lyrics verse 1:
MY LATEST SUN
IS SINKING FAST,
MY RACE
IS NEARLY RUN.
MY STRONGEST TRIALS
NOW ARE PAST,
MY TRIUMPH
HAS BEGUN.

Chorus:
OH COME, ANGEL BAND,
COME AND AROUND ME STAND.
OH BEAR ME AWAY
ON YOUR SNOW WHITE WINGS
TO MY IMMORTAL HOME,
OH BEAR ME AWAY
ON YOUR SNOW WHITE WINGS
TO MY IMMORTAL HOME.

verse 2:
OH BEAR MY LONGING HEART
TO HIM
WHO BLED
AND DIED FOR ME,
WHOSE BLOOD
NOW CLEANSES FROM ALL SIN
AND GIVES ME VICTORY.

Chorus:
OH COME, ANGEL BAND,
COME AND AROUND ME STAND.
OH BEAR ME AWAY
ON YOUR SNOW WHITE WINGS
TO MY IMMORTAL HOME,
OH BEAR ME AWAY
ON YOUR SNOW WHITE WINGS
TO MY IMMORTAL HOME.
Writers Ralph Stanley

Genres Country, Ballad, Bluegrass

Recorded 2007

Lyrics THE SUN
IS SLOWLY SINKING,
THE DAY
IS ALMOST GONE,
THEN DARKNESS
FALLS AROUND US,
STILL
WE MUST JOURNEY ON.

THE DARKEST HOUR IS JUST BEFORE DAWN
THE NARROW WAY
LEADS HOME.
LAY DOWN YOUR SOUL
AT JESUS' FEET,
THE DARKEST HOUR IS JUST BEFORE DAWN.

LIKE A SHEPHERD
OUT ON A MOUNTAIN
WATCHING THE SHEEP
DOWN BELOW,
HE'S COMING BACK
TO CLAIM US
WILL YOU BE READY
TO GO?

THE DARKEST HOUR IS JUST BEFORE DAWN
THE NARROW WAY
LEADS HOME.
LAY DOWN YOUR SOUL
AT JESUS' FEET,
THE DARKEST HOUR IS JUST BEFORE DAWN.
Writers Wendy Smith, Ralph Stanley

Genres Country, Ballad, Americana, Classic Country, Bluegrass, Spoken Word

Recorded 2014

Lyrics LET ME REST
ON A PEACEFUL MOUNTAIN,
IN THE HILLS
NEAR MY HOME
SWEET HOME.

Recitation:
CARTER, THIS IS YOUR SONG,
THAT WAS YOUR REQUEST.
YOU'RE AT REST NOW
IN THE HILLS
YOU SO OFTEN WROTE ABOUT
AND LOVED SO WELL.
I NEVER DREAMED,
I NEVER THOUGHT,
SO YOUNG,
YOU'D BE CALLED TO REST.
BUT THE MAN
WHO CALLS OUR NUMBER,
SOMEHOW,
YOU FIT INTO HIS PLANS.
I NEVER QUESTIONED HIS DECISION,
FOR I'M ONLY HUMAN,
JUST ANOTHER MAN.
IT WAS HARD
TO GO ON
WITHOUT YOU.
I THOUGHT
I COULD NEVER SING
AND PLAY.
SOMEHOW
I FOUND THE STRENGTH
TO CONTINUE,
I THOUGHT
YOU'D WANT IT
THAT WAY.

NOW WE PLAY
THE SAME OLD PLACES
THAT WE PLAYED TOGETHER,
TRAVEL THE SAME ROADS
MILE AFTER MILE
AFTER MILE.
ALTHOUGH
YOU'RE NO LONGER
WITH US IN PERSON,
YOUR MEMORIES
ARE WITH US
ALL THE WHILE.

I'VE RELIVED OUR LIVES
FROM THE BEGINNING
TO THE END,
SOMETIMES TEN AND TWENTY TIMES
A DAY.
HOW TWO LITTLE BOYS
IN THE HILLS OF HOME
WOULD RUN,
ROMP AND PLAY.

I RECALL
OUR FIRST RADIO SHOW,
OUR FIRST RECORD,
ALWAYS SIDE BY SIDE,
ME AND YOU.
HOW WE WERE ACCEPTED
THROUGHOUT AMERICA
AND MANY FOREIGN LANDS
TOO.

SO CARTER,
IF YOU CAN HEAR ME,
REST IN PEACE
FOR ONE DAY
THIS EARTH
I'LL NO LONGER ROAM,
AND ONCE AGAIN
WE'LL BE TOGETHER,
SIDE BY SIDE,
IN THE HILLS OF HOME.
Writers Carter Stanley, Ralph Stanley

Genres Country, Americana, Classic Country, Bluegrass

Recorded 1999

Lyrics I GOT A PIG AT HOME IN A PEN
CORN TO FEED 'EM ON,
ALL I NEED IS A PRETTY LITTLE GIRL
TO FEED 'EM WHEN I'M GONE.

GOING ON THE MOUNTAIN
TO SOW A LITTLE CANE,
RAISE A BARREL OF SORGHUM,
TO SWEETEN OLD LIZA JANE.

I GOT A PIG AT HOME IN A PEN
CORN TO FEED 'EM ON,
ALL I NEED IS A PRETTY LITTLE GIRL
TO FEED 'EM WHEN I'M GONE.

YONDER COMES THAT GAL OF MINE,
HOW DO YOU THINK I KNOW?
I KNOW BY THAT GINGHAM GOWN
HANGING DOWN SO LOW.

I GOT A PIG AT HOME IN A PEN
CORN TO FEED 'EM ON,
ALL I NEED IS A PRETTY LITTLE GIRL
TO FEED 'EM WHEN I'M GONE.

DARK CLOUDS ARE RISING,
SURELY A SIGN OF RAIN,
GET YOUR GRAY BONNET ON,
LITTLE LIZA JANE.

I GOT A PIG AT HOME IN A PEN
CORN TO FEED 'EM ON,
ALL I NEED IS A PRETTY LITTLE GIRL
TO FEED 'EM WHEN I'M GONE.

BAKE THEM BISCUITS, LADY,
BAKE 'EM GOOD AND BROWN.
WHEN YOU GET
THEM BISCUITS BAKED
WE'RE ALABAMY BOUND.

I GOT A PIG AT HOME IN A PEN
CORN TO FEED 'EM ON,
ALL I NEED IS A PRETTY LITTLE GIRL
TO FEED 'EM WHEN I'M GONE.

WHEN SHE SEES ME COMING,
SHE WRINGS HER HANDS AND CRIES,
YONDER COMES THE SWEETEST BOY
THAT EVER LIVED OR DIED.

I GOT A PIG AT HOME IN A PEN
CORN TO FEED 'EM ON,
ALL I NEED IS A PRETTY LITTLE GIRL
TO FEED 'EM WHEN I'M GONE.

NOW, WHEN SHE SEES ME LEAVING,
SHE WRINGS HER HANDS AND CRIES,
YONDER GOES THE MEANEST BOY
THAT EVER LIVED OR DIED.

I GOT A PIG AT HOME IN A PEN
CORN TO FEED 'EM ON,
ALL I NEED IS A PRETTY LITTLE GIRL
TO FEED 'EM WHEN I'M GONE.
Writers Ray Cline, Ralph Stanley

Genres Country, Classic Country, Bluegrass

Recorded 1967

Lyrics COME AND GATHER AROUND ME
GOOD PEOPLE,
MY LIFE
I MUST REVEAL.
TOMORROW NIGHT
MIGHT HAVE BEEN DIFFERENT
AND I KNOW HOW MY DARLING
OUGHT TO FEEL.

WHEN I HAD PLENTY
OF MONEY,
MY FRIENDS
WERE ALL STANDING AROUND,
BUT WHEN
MY POCKETBOOK WAS EMPTY,
NOT A FRIEND
ON EARTH
COULD BE FOUND.

THAT LAST TIME
I SAW MY LITTLE WOMAN,
SHE HAD A WINE GLASS
IN HER HAND.
SHE WAS DRINKING DOWN
HER TROUBLES
WITH A LOW DOWN
SORRY MAN.

MY DADDY TAUGHT ME PLENTY
AND MY MOMMA
SHE TAUGHT ME MORE.
SHE SAID
IF I DON'T QUIT
MY ROWDY WAYS
I'D HAVE TROUBLE
KNOCKING AT MY DOOR.

I WROTE MY WOMAN A LETTER
AND TOLD HER
I WAS IN JAIL.
SHE WROTE ME BACK
IN A HURRY,
SAYING, HONEY,
I'M GOING TO COME
AND THROW YOUR BAIL.

I'M A-LAYING AROUND
THIS OLD JAILHOUSE,
FORTY DOLLARS
WILL PAY MY FINE.
POOR WHISKEY
DONE AND GOT MY BODY,
PRETTY WOMEN
ARE TROUBLING MY MIND.

GIVE ME CORNBREAD
WHEN I'M HUNGRY,
CORN WHISKEY
WHEN I'M DRY,
PRETTY WOMEN
SWARMING
ALL AROUND ME,
SWEET HEAVEN
WHEN I DIE.

DIG A HOLE
IN THE MEADOW,
DIG ME
A HOLE
IN THE GROUND.
GATHER AROUND ME
GOOD PEOPLE
AND WATCH
THIS POOR RAMBLER
GO DOWN.
Writers Carter Stanley, Ralph Stanley

Genres Country, Classic Country, Bluegrass

Recorded 2003

Lyrics OFT I SING
FOR MY FRIENDS
AS DEATH'S COLD HAND
I SEE
WHEN I REACH
MY JOURNEY'S END,
WHO WILL SING ONE SONG
FOR ME?

I WONDER
WHO WILL SING FOR ME
WHEN I CROSS
THAT SILENT SEA,
WHO WILL SING FOR ME?

WHEN FRIENDS
SHALL GATHER AROUND
AND LOOK DOWN
ON ME
WILL THEY TURN
AND WALK AWAY
OR WILL THEY SING
ONE SONG FOR ME?

I WONDER
WHO WILL SING FOR ME
WHEN I'M CALLED
TO THAT SILENT SEA,
WHO WILL SING FOR ME?

SO I'LL SING
UNTIL THE END,
CONTENTED
I WILL BE
ASSURED
THAT SOME FRIENDS
WILL SING ONE SONG
FOR ME.

I WONDER
WHO WILL SING FOR ME
WHEN I COME
TO CROSS
THAT SILENT SEA,
WHO WILL SING FOR ME?