Whisperin' Jones

Lyrics: Robert Hunter
Music: Vince Welnick

Vince Welnick has performed this and made mp3's available for download.

Seed that's planted and the seed unsown
Neither bear fruit in the cyclone
Truth of the matter may never be known
That don't matter to Whisperin' Jones

There's talk of blood on the battle stones
Talk of evil and tumbling thrones
Tidings of shame in guarded tones
Chalk up another to Whisperin' Jones

Whisperin' Whisperin' Whisperin' Jones
Out of my life, leave my name alone
Got no use for your sticks and stones
Devil's own double, old Whisperin' Jones


Cause me to grieve, cause me to groan
Cause me to hang my head and moan
Down in the gutter with no telephone
No one to thank but Whisperin' Jones

Little white fibs to lies full blown
Strung together like it's all well-known
Don't wreck my life, go wreck your own
And take your mama too, Whisperin' Jones

Whisperin' Whisperin' Whisperin' Jones
Out of my life, leave my name alone
Got no use for your sticks and stones
Devil's own double, old Whisperin' Jones


talk about you, talk about me
talk about life under scrutiny
big loose lips flappin' all day long
don't much matter if it's right or wrong

You told another, they came and told me (note 1)
What can the source of this scandal be?
Someone talking like they know their stuff
Not enough facts to call anyone's bluff

People believe what they want to hear
Got nothign better to do this year
Than dish the dirt and knaw the bones
Heaped on the table by Whisperin' Jones
Notes
(1) Vince Welnick doesn't sing the last two verses.



 


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