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Too Much Blood

from Lonesome and Midnight by Rand Reynolds

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And when I heard the news
I run right after you
She lay in the ground
No head there to be found
A lifeless corpse there laid
2 bodies in one grave
A mother and her child
Dumped on the mountainside.

The sheriff turned beat red
At such a senseless death
Too much blood this crime
Oh, she was still alive.
When they sawed her neck
And took away her head
Oh where, oh where it went
Is anybody’s guess.

In those woods
Where she was slain
No face and no name
On the grave
A cross of sticks
A gruesome deed
That they had did


(They traced her shoes,
all right
And put a name
to the face
Of Pearl Bryan.)


A Hoosier girl in love
Quite lovely just too young
For a man of means
Who took up doctoring.
She told him of her plight
He left that town that night
She followed bag in hand
She found out where he ran.

She pleaded time and time
Marry me or kill this child
That you placed in my womb
Last night in my bedroom.
I will not go back home
I’ll not be left alone
To raise this child real poor
Or be branded a temptress whore.

And in the face of justice
He found an accomplice.
To cut the child from her
But that’s not what occurred.
They mixed the drug with wine
She passed out in no time.
The doctor’s shaky hands
Such incompetence.

The cocaine numbed her up
But it was just too much.
But she was still alive
Heading for the state line.
They had her baggage there
A little clothing wear
They watched the miles roll by
Got off, at the Kentucky line.

They dragged her to the end
Death, sometimes, does pretend
They thought that she had died
Or maybe they just lied.
Now why they had a saw
I do not know at all.
The cut was swift and clean
They promptly left, that bloody scene.

They stopped in town for beer
Gave the barkeep there
A bag to hold for them
Till they come back again.
Before the sun come up
That bag was soaked in blood
One man, death for hire
Burned her head, in a furnace fire.

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from Lonesome and Midnight, released March 1, 2009
Rand Reynolds, ASCAP@2009

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Rand Reynolds Nashville, Tennessee

Rand Reynolds writes authentic Hillbilly Noir, a new music genre he created in 2005 to describe his haunting Edgar Allen Poe- like lyrics accompanied by a stark, rustic Martin guitar sound. The songs reek of the human abyss, danger and disappointment because, in Reynolds' Noir world, hope and desperation go hand in hand -- for his dreams of easy deliverance are empty, two sided and vague. ... more

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