Tom Waits
Tom Waits
Tom Waits
Tom Waits
Tom Waits
Tom Waits
Tom Waits
Tom Waits
Tom Waits
Tom Waits
Tom Waits
Tom Waits
Tom Waits
Tom Waits
Tom Waits
Tom Waits & Keith Richards
This song tells the story of a real-life murder in Suffolk, England in the 1827. William Corder told his lover Maria Marten to meet him at the Red Barn at dawn so they could run away together, but instead he shot and killed her and went on the run. He was later arrested and hanged for her murder in...
There was a murder in the red barn
A murder in the red barn
The trees are bending over
And the cows are lying down
The autumn's taking over
You can hear the buckshot hounds
The watchman said to Reba the Loon
"Was that pale at Manzanita?
Or was it Blind Bob the coon?"
Pin it on a drifter
They sleep beneath the bridge
One plays the violin
And sleeps inside a fridge
It was a murder in the red barn
Murder in the red barn
Someone's crying in the woods
Someone's burying all his clothes
Now Slam the Crank from Wheezer
Slept outside last night and froze
Roadkill has its seasons, just like anything
There's possums in the autumn
And there's farm cats in the spring
There was a murder in the red barn
A murder in the red barn
Now thou shalt not covet thy neighbor's house
Or covet thy neighbor's wife
But for some, murder is the only door
Through which they enter life
Now they surrounded the house
They smoked him out, took him off in chains
The sky turned black and bruised
And we had months of heavy rains
Now the ravens nest in the rotted roof
Of Chenoweth's old place
And no one's asking Cal
About that scar upon his face
'Cause there's nothin' strange
About an axe with bloodstains in the barn
There's always some killin'
You got to do around the farm
A murder in the red barn
A murder in the red barn
The woods will never tell
What sleeps beneath the trees
Or what's buried 'neath a rock
Or hiding in the leaves
'Cause roadkill has its seasons
Just like anything
It's possums in the autumn
And it's farm cats in the spring
A murder in the red barn
Murder in the red barn
Now a lady can't do nothin'
Without folks' tongues waggin'
Is that blood on the tree?
Or is it autumn's red blaze?
When the ground is soft for diggin'
And the rain will bring all this gloom
And there's nothing wrong with a lady
Drinking alone in a room
But there was a murder in the red barn
A murder in the red barn
There was a murder in the red barn
A murder in the red barn
There was a murder in the red barn
A murder in the red barn
Murder in the Red Barn was written by Kathleen Brennan & Tom Waits.
Murder in the Red Barn was produced by Tom Waits.
Tom Waits released Murder in the Red Barn on Tue Sep 08 1992.