Daniel Johnston
Daniel Johnston
Daniel Johnston
Daniel Johnston
Daniel Johnston
Daniel Johnston
Daniel Johnston
Daniel Johnston
Daniel Johnston
Daniel Johnston
Daniel Johnston
Daniel Johnston
Daniel Johnston
Daniel Johnston
Daniel Johnston
Daniel Johnston
Laurie, Daniel’s lifelong muse, married a mortician and worked with him at their funeral home; hence she quite literally “cared about the dead”.
My baby cares for the dead, I said:
Come join the living baby, the bright sunshine
And it's so great to be alive and have a good time
But my baby hung around the dead
Making money acting friendly with the funeral family
And she was wed
My baby married a rich man mama, what can I do?
She cares for the dead now mama, she'll care for you
And my baby had a baby, not by me, but by him
Her lover who cares for the dead
And that birth meant the death of our love
I know someday my baby will care for me
She'll bleed and dress me mama, real fancy
And she'll lay me in a coffin
Comb my hair, put marbles in my eyes, ey-eye
I know someday my baby will care for me (x6)
My baby cares for the dead