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Hard Luck

by WIld Fitz

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The desert sky cried out your name with drops that felt like whiskey into the throat of a young man's hope he's picking away at his dignity and the scars and guitars in those dark smokey bars were all the friends you'd need you're the king of of hearts throwing down them cards with nothing to lose save misery Flesh and wine and old folk songs you bled them till they died like three crosses along the lost highway your three true friends lay sometimes its hard to rise in the morn when you don't have much to live for save an old dusty tune that sticks to you like an old woman's scorn Dead folk singer I'm a lot like you and I've even shared in your pain and solitude of the 12 bar blues the six stringed sealed fate And they don't understand but they like to listen to the song when the devil walks alone you wouldn't stand a chance
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Well I don't want your pity and I don't want your rain drops upon my window pane If you'd ask for a nickle babe I would give you a dime but I've spent my last dollar I've been drinking wine That's why my head is spinning lord and I am on the ground just wishing you would strike me down Cause I don't belong in this world I'm so far gone I have sinned since the day I was brought into this world I've never known reason I am no man of god and I've never met mercy I'm no friends with the law If you have some cocaine friend I'll sing you a song about the good old days and the women I have lost as I sit on my door step with my eyes to the sky just wishing I had the courage to fly And it's time for me to leave got no cards left up my sleeve Lay my body under the leaves for the earth to reclaim
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She don't want peace she don't have mercy for gambling drifters like me and I never learned but I have seen the sorrow drain from her eye And it isn't fair the way I left her there begging for my ghost and where I'll go only the devil knows it's just hard luck I suppose She sees the stars for what they really are there's no illusion in her sky the things she needs how could I ever bring or mend with these broken hands And it isn't right the things we do at night haunt us all our days and where she'll go only the devil knows it's just hard luck I suppose She said she knew what she done wrong and that I could not name my sins was the dope to blame or was it just the the pain I doubt we'll ever an answer And it isn't true those things I done to you were never in my favor how this all turns out I guess it's up to the devil now it's just hard luck I suppose
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Broke dreams are killing me that's why I'm begging for a bottle of booze I'm going to see that sweet lady of mine to tell her the bad news The sun it burns the clouds they rain and the street is unforgiven stone their weathered scars document a fate that braver men couldn't face alone I used to be a hard working man but now I can't pay my dues I've been strumming this god damn guitar now for too long I got nothing to sing but the blues And if I had another chance I would do it just the same I've got pit vipers in my blood and their poison is worth the pain their poison is worth the pain well their poison is worth the pain Don't swear my luck it will turn around no more old dreams for this old clown and I got me a cross down in New Orleans I'm just waiting on the train
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Well I swear that I'm no good that's what I've always said so cut me from your womb and place these chains around my neck cause I will only weigh you down I got mud on my jeans holes in my boots and I don't have nothing lord I can't even sing the blues so I guess you'll never know my name If you could only see my face I've got demons chasing me so I drink myself to sleep you don't want my loving babe it's not the kind you need so please just leave me on my own and I burned through all dough on worthless things I'm not coming home mama till you'll be proud of me so I guess I'll be a stranger in this town If you could only see me now I'm missing the card the queen of hearts runs wild don't place your bets on fools regrets will run you wild And it's been said that I'm the devil's child I am my father's child
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When my time comes take me to the mountain when my time comes take me away from the city off to the mountain so i can spend my last days in peace After my time comes take me to the water after my time comes to me away from the city off to the water burn my body over the waves When my time comes take me to the canyon when my time comes take me away from the city off to the canyon spread my ashes over the stone Spread my ashes spread my ashes
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Originally released under the band name Vanishing Race.

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released September 5, 2014

Produced and Performed by: Wild Fitz and Hunter Cahalan

With help from: Josh Terry, James Ashworth, Lucas Lopez-Videla, Dora Burge and Carey McGraw

Written by: Wild Fitz*

Engineered by: Hunter Cahalan

Album art by: Kelly Probst

*Resurrection Rag written by Josh Blevins

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Wild Fitz Austin, Texas

Modern folk music for modern folks.

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