Lyrics: Robert Hunter
Music: Jim Lauderdale
[Any help with the lyrics gratefully received]
I crawl up to the mountain, please don't ask me why
I take my bucket with me to get closer to the sky
With the clouds below me, the words rang out around
Tears of glory on my face, I throw my bucket down
Throw down, throw down, I throw my bucket down
Throw down, throw down, I throw my bucket down
I've been all around the world and thrown my bucket down
Pass through Texarkan, Alabama bound
Looking for a better place than I have ever found
Keeping pace with midnight, till morning hit the ground
Standing and face the human race and throw my bucket down
Throw down, throw down, I throw my bucket down
Throw down, throw down, I throw my bucket down
I've been all around the world and thrown my bucket down
Arizona overcoat, two dollars and a map
I find myself behind myself and closing on me fast
Extending [sums to chatter, from meaning] on the town
[Reporting] out another place to throw my bucket down
Throw down, throw down, I throw my bucket down
Throw down, throw down, I throw my bucket down
I've been all around the world and thrown my bucket down
Throw down, throw down, I throw my bucket down
I've been all around the world and thrown my bucket down
I've been all around the world and thrown my bucket down
Recordings | |||||
Date | Album | Recorded By | |||
2013 | Black Roses | Jim Laudersale |