William Elliott Whitmore : The Day the End Finally Came

Folk Rock / USA
(2004 - Southern Records)
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1. THE DAY THE END FINALLY CAME

My hands they trembled, my knees they shook
And nothing ever was the same
I could not bear to look
The day the end finally came

The lightnin' struck the river
And the water burst up in flames
All the preachers forgot their purpose
The day the end finally came

All the children they were doomed
They were born with no names
They were cursed inside the womb
The day the end finally came

All the birds escaped their cages
And all the dogs broke their chains
And that is how it all went down
The day the end finally came



2. DOES ME NO GOOD

Can I forgive my past transgressions
Can I forgive my own past sins
That's not likely
No I will never feel the same again

Well, it does me no good to say I'm sorry
Although I am, for what it's worth
But you can't hear me for you're resting
Six feet under the cold black dirt

Oh, them daisies they sure look pretty
Blooming down by your stone
They remind me that life continues
And I'll never be alone

I'd give my body, I'd give my soul
For one more chance to make amends
But that's not possible for my means
Could not justify my end
It does me no good to sit and think of
All the things that I done wrong
It took me forever to remember
What I should have known all along

Well if you can hear my last confession
If you can hear my final plea
Oh, although I never showed it
Oh, you meant the world to me
It does me no good to recollect on
All that whiskey has done been spilt
And my bow ain't gonna flow
All the way down by them bricks of guilt



3. THE BUZZARDS WON'T CRY

You'll pray for a candle when the darkness falls
When the night time closes in
When life's fateful curtain finally draws
And you won't see the morning again

Those buzzards will circle all overhead
Just waiting for you to die
In their hearts they know you'll soon be dead
And not one of them will cry

You'll hope against hope for one last breath
When you find that yours is gone
In this world there won't be nothin' left
Just a pile of bleached white bones




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