It’ s awesome how these guys and gals can take these old tired, overused words and turn them into poetry full of imagery and beauty...Prine, Clark, Van Zandt, et al.
Reg bowes Well put. There are only so many words, and they need to rhyme for the most part. And the cats you named did it for years, and these songs will last forever.
Yes, and I admire new ways of saying old things. Instead of just “I love you” he says that he doesn’t want to know her mornings would never be his. That is poetry to me and magic and expresses a common feeling uniquely. What a beautiful song. It floods with feeling. I once read a poem about Confederate women and two lines have never left me: “You fair and tender ladies all alone, The sheets so cold, the nights so long.” There, that evokes deep feelings, like this song.
Gone but not forgotten here in Dublin Ireland GUY and Shawn Camp wrote this incredible song.... If I can't catch your scent on the magnolia wind..... Shades of Gram parson's in here
What a great song, one of the best I’ve ever heard. I just discovered it. I’m 46 and have been listening to old country and bluegrass most of my life, I don’t know how I ever missed this song.
I have the same reaction. My darling wife died recently, and I paid attention to this song for the first time. What an amazing piece of art! It captures how I feel!
And then there's "My Favorite Picture of You". The night he died, I read the story behind the song, listened to it, and couldn't stop crying for waaaaay longer than I wanted. Thinking of my little brother & me listening to "Old No. 1" when it came out in '75, all the beauty in that LP, all the miles under his wheels, and mine, since then. Let him roll.......
@@schliesthefirst197 As soon as I started reading the comments I too thought of " My favorite picture of you " I refer to a picture taken of my wife of 50 plus years taken in 1970 when I was drafted ,sitting on our front porch of our Brown Stucco house as in the song I wrote " Brown Stucco house" on my youtube site Burlington Bill.
I'd rather sleep in a box Like a bum on the street Than a fine feather bed Without your little ol' cold feet And I'd rather be deaf Dumb, and stone blind Than to know that your mornings Will never be mine And I'd rather die young Than to live without you I'd rather go hungry Than to eat lonesome stew You know its once in a lifetime And it won't come again Its here and its gone On a Magnolia wind I'd rather not walk Through the garden again If I can't catch your scent on a Magnolia wind If it ever comes to time That it comes time to go Pack your fiddle Sis' pack up your bow If I can't dance with you Then I won't dance at all I'll just sit this this one out With my back to the wall And I'd rather not hear Pretty music again If I can't get your hopes On a magnolia wind If I can't catch your scent On a magnolia wind
I first heard this song on Shawn's live at the Station Inn album and I always assumed it was about Sis Draper. What are the others and do you know where can I find them? Thanks!!
Hah, my little brother turned me onto John Prine & I turned him onto Guy. I listened to "My Favorite Picture of You" when I heard he'd died, and cried like a baby.....
What a precious gift, what a lyricist, what lasting melodies, what a life, what a love, two people one soul, and the great ones that passed through their door, and filtered their art through their experiences together. To many to mention. The magic of their scent will forever be floating on the Magnolia Wind. Guy and Suzanna, together forever....Stuff That Works.
Guy and Suzanne AND Townes. She said that Guy was her loving husband and Townes was her soulmate. There is a great documentary that JUST came out about the relationship between Guy, Suzanne and Townes.
I'd rather sleep in a box Like a bum on the street Than a fine feather bed Without your little ol' cold feet And I'd rather be deaf, Dumb, and stone blind Than to know that your mornings Will never be mine And I'd rather die young Than to live without you I'd rather go hungry Than to eat lonesome stew You know its once in a lifetime And it won't come again Its here and its gone On a Magnolia wind I'd rather not walk Through the garden again If I can't catch your scent If it ever comes to time That it comes time to go Pack your fiddle Sis' pack up your bow If I can't dance with you Then I won't dance at all I'll just sit this this one out With my back to the wall And I'd rather not hear Pretty music again If I can't get your hopes On a magnolia wind... If I can't catch your scent On a magnolia wind Songwriters: Shawn Camp / Guy Clark
Marvin Green I am so sorry for your loss. I lost my husband of 38 years October 10, 2017. Every relationship is to personal to say I know how you feel cause I did not live your life, mine was wonderful, I had. A wonderful man that loves me and I am so very lucky to have had him at all. I miss him every day, but I learn to cope. I know he is in Heaven and I will see him again. I wish you peace.
Hello Marvin, so very sorry for the loss of your wife! Not been through that, and can only hope I go first! Diane and I have discussed the eventuality of losing each other. After 35 years together you tend to think alike. We both spoke to the fact that life is for living, and the one left behind should go on and live the fullest life they can, cause no one gets out alive. Live and remember all the good times!! Hope your doing well!! Edward
I'd rather sleep in a box like a bum on the street Than a fine feather bed without your little ol' cold feet And I'd rather be deaf, dumb, and stone blind Than to know that your mornings will never be mine And I'd rather die young than to live without you And I'd rather go hungry than eat lonesome stew You know it's once in a lifetime and it won't come again It's here and it's gone on a magnolia wind I'd rather not walk through the garden again If I can't catch your scent on a magnolia wind So if it ever comes time that it comes time to go Sis pack up your fiddle Sis pack up your bow And if I can't dance with you then I won't dance at all I'll just sit this one out with my back to the wall I'd rather not hear pretty music again If I can't catch your fiddle on a magnolia wind If I can't catch your scent on a magnolia wind
I got to play fiddle in The Quaalude County Country Band out of Bellingham Washington. We played this song, I got introduced to Guy's music, my heart sings with him ebber since. Oh, the motto of the band was "slow down the hoedown". One of the great times in my life. Shout out to Ben, Spencer, Farah and Kevin.
It's now 2022, and there's not much to beat 'Guy Clark' and his meaningful songs. People forget what a marvelous Instrument maker he was too.... Sadly missed!!!
There are Guy Clark's around but they aren't famous. He was a serious luthier but his instruments were not considered penultimate. If you had one I bet you loved it - I mean he signed it in blood so that is good enough for me
@@elizabethheyenga9277 Thanks for your comment. I didn't know about the "Signed in Blood" thing though!!!... A point of interest though Elizabeth, 'Penultimate' means 'Second-to-Last' so you threw me there!! xox
I'd rather sleep in a box like a bum on the street Than a fine feather bed without your little ol' cold feet I'd rather be deaf, dumb, and stone blind Than to know that your mornings will never be mine I'd rather die young than to live without you I'd rather go hungry than eat lonesome stew It's once in a lifetime and it won't come again It's here and it's gone on a magnolia wind I'd rather not walk through the garden again If I can't catch your scent on a magnolia wind If it ever comes time that it comes time to go Sis just pack up your fiddle Sis pack up your bow If I can't dance with you then I won't dance at all I'll just sit this one out with my back to the wall I'd rather not hear pretty music again If I can't hear your fiddle on a magnolia wind If I can't catch your scent on a magnolia wind Source: LyricFind Songwriters: Guy Clark / Shawn Camp
Yea, wife walked out 2 yrs ago. After 29 yrs. I'm not terribly in no hurry to meet my next hearrbreak. And, songs like this help me remember. The last heartbreak was worth it.
He probably was thinking about Susanna with this song, but it is one of four songs he a d Shawn Camp wrote about the Sis Draper character-the fiddler. Thus the "Sis pack up your fiddle and bow" lyrics fit. Revardless, it is just a beautiful love song.
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Undeniably one of the most beautiful love songs ever written....
I concur
I would say divinely inspired
Beautiful song. Thank you.
Roy in Knoxville
I played this for my ex when I was trying to beg her to come back...she didn't care😢. Still makes me almost cry when I hear it
It’ s awesome how these guys and gals can take these old tired, overused words and turn them into poetry full of imagery and beauty...Prine, Clark, Van Zandt, et al.
Reg bowes Well put. There are only so many words, and they need to rhyme for the most part. And the cats you named did it for years, and these songs will last forever.
Could not have been said better, thanks for your imagery with words.
Absolutely, the most beautiful thing in writing to me is exactly this. Making old words new; or rediscovering their meaning.
Yes, and I admire new ways of saying old things. Instead of just “I love you” he says that he doesn’t want to know her mornings would never be his. That is poetry to me and magic and expresses a common feeling uniquely. What a beautiful song. It floods with feeling.
I once read a poem about Confederate women and two lines have never left me:
“You fair and tender ladies all alone,
The sheets so cold, the nights so long.” There, that evokes deep feelings, like this song.
Gone but not forgotten here in Dublin Ireland
GUY and Shawn Camp wrote this incredible song....
If I can't catch your scent on the magnolia wind.....
Shades of Gram parson's in here
Yeh, I also thot of Hickory Wind.
Yes, exactly what I was thinking. Lots of Gram in this one.
What a great song, one of the best I’ve ever heard. I just discovered it. I’m 46 and have been listening to old country and bluegrass most of my life, I don’t know how I ever missed this song.
I have the same reaction. My darling wife died recently, and I paid attention to this song for the first time. What an amazing piece of art! It captures how I feel!
And then there's "My Favorite Picture of You". The night he died, I read the story behind the song, listened to it, and couldn't stop crying for waaaaay longer than I wanted. Thinking of my little brother & me listening to "Old No. 1" when it came out in '75, all the beauty in that LP, all the miles under his wheels, and mine, since then. Let him roll.......
@@schliesthefirst197 Indeed, Let him roll.
@@schliesthefirst197 As soon as I started reading the comments I too thought of " My favorite picture of you " I refer to a picture taken of my wife of 50 plus years taken in 1970 when I was drafted ,sitting on our front porch of our Brown Stucco house as in the song I wrote " Brown Stucco house" on my youtube site Burlington Bill.
Absolutely love this song. Danced with an amazing man to this. Sure do miss him. ♥
Only heard the song a few weeks ago. Great !!
I'd rather sleep in a box
Like a bum on the street
Than a fine feather bed
Without your little ol' cold feet
And I'd rather be deaf
Dumb, and stone blind
Than to know that your mornings
Will never be mine
And I'd rather die young
Than to live without you
I'd rather go hungry
Than to eat lonesome stew
You know its once in a lifetime
And it won't come again
Its here and its gone
On a Magnolia wind
I'd rather not walk
Through the garden again
If I can't catch your scent on a Magnolia wind
If it ever comes to time
That it comes time to go
Pack your fiddle
Sis' pack up your bow
If I can't dance with you
Then I won't dance at all
I'll just sit this this one out
With my back to the wall
And I'd rather not hear
Pretty music again
If I can't get your hopes
On a magnolia wind
If I can't catch your scent
On a magnolia wind
Thanks, I was hoping that someone would put the lyrics in the comment section. ❤❤❤
I hope Shawn Camp makes an album of all the 'Sis Draper' songs, such as this one, that he wrote with Guy Clark. 🤞
I first heard this song on Shawn's live at the Station Inn album and I always assumed it was about Sis Draper. What are the others and do you know where can I find them? Thanks!!
ABSOLUTELY BEAUTIFUL~~R.I.P. MR. CLARK
A bit of my soul died when he did, its not the same world.
As they say south of the border, Andale'
I call Guy Clark the Texas John Prine. Thank you Jim Rea for turning me onto Guy.
Hah, my little brother turned me onto John Prine & I turned him onto Guy. I listened to "My Favorite Picture of You" when I heard he'd died, and cried like a baby.....
What a precious gift, what a lyricist, what lasting melodies, what a life, what a love, two people one soul, and the great ones that passed through their door, and filtered their art through their experiences together. To many to mention. The magic of their scent will forever be floating on the Magnolia Wind. Guy and Suzanna, together forever....Stuff That Works.
JOHN ROWAN, A BEAUTIFUL EULOGY FOR ONE OF MY FAVORITE AND EXTREMELY TALENTED SONG WRITER AND GUITAR MAKERS!
In a word.....beautiful!
very well said john.... made me well up a little
Guy and Suzanne AND Townes. She said that Guy was her loving husband and Townes was her soulmate. There is a great documentary that JUST came out about the relationship between Guy, Suzanne and Townes.
This song is so beautiful. I get a lump in my throat listening to it. Awesome!
I'd rather sleep in a box
Like a bum on the street
Than a fine feather bed
Without your little ol' cold feet
And I'd rather be deaf,
Dumb, and stone blind
Than to know that your mornings
Will never be mine
And I'd rather die young
Than to live without you
I'd rather go hungry
Than to eat lonesome stew
You know its once in a lifetime
And it won't come again
Its here and its gone
On a Magnolia wind
I'd rather not walk
Through the garden again
If I can't catch your scent
If it ever comes to time
That it comes time to go
Pack your fiddle
Sis' pack up your bow
If I can't dance with you
Then I won't dance at all
I'll just sit this this one out
With my back to the wall
And I'd rather not hear
Pretty music again
If I can't get your hopes
On a magnolia wind...
If I can't catch your scent
On a magnolia wind
Songwriters: Shawn Camp / Guy Clark
Great song by one of the best country songwriters of his generation. Could a song like this come out of Nashville today? Answer: No.
It's once in a lifetime, and it won't come again...16 months ago I lost my beautiful wife of 42 years to leaukemia. Pretty much sums up how I feel...
Man, that's some deep blues, sorry pal.
So sorry for your loss brother, glad you find some solace in these beautiful songs
Marvin Green I am so sorry for your loss. I lost my husband of 38 years October 10, 2017. Every relationship is to personal to say I know how you feel cause I did not live your life, mine was wonderful, I had. A wonderful man that loves me and I am so very lucky to have had him at all. I miss him every day, but I learn to cope. I know he is in Heaven and I will see him again. I wish you peace.
Hello Marvin, so very sorry for the loss of your wife! Not been through that, and can only hope I go first! Diane and I have discussed the eventuality of losing each other. After 35 years together you tend to think alike. We both spoke to the fact that life is for living, and the one left behind should go on and live the fullest life they can, cause no one gets out alive. Live and remember all the good times!! Hope your doing well!!
Edward
@@edwardmuzzy9876 Thank you for the kind words, I wish only the best to you. And Guy has provided much solace in his songs.
The Irish ballad traveling to America and being reinvented into this beauty. Absolute gold.
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I'd rather sleep in a box like a bum on the street
Than a fine feather bed without your little ol' cold feet
And I'd rather be deaf, dumb, and stone blind
Than to know that your mornings will never be mine
And I'd rather die young than to live without you
And I'd rather go hungry than eat lonesome stew
You know it's once in a lifetime and it won't come again
It's here and it's gone on a magnolia wind
I'd rather not walk through the garden again
If I can't catch your scent on a magnolia wind
So if it ever comes time that it comes time to go
Sis pack up your fiddle Sis pack up your bow
And if I can't dance with you then I won't dance at all
I'll just sit this one out with my back to the wall
I'd rather not hear pretty music again
If I can't catch your fiddle on a magnolia wind
If I can't catch your scent on a magnolia wind
God, we lost an incomparable talent when the angel band took him away.
Best love song ever written.
It’s either this or Townes‘ „Quicksilver daydreams of Maria“.
glorious poetry put to beautiful music...
Needed this one today, thank you for posting!
I don't know what it is about Texas, but the State has more great writers than any other. The list gets stupid long once you start counting.
This is about as fine, as music can be played, sang and written?
great touching song !! thank you guy 1
Why so many legendary singer/songwriters from Texas? I love all.
I've tried to study Texas songwriters for 20 yrs now. I realized a long time ago. That I'll die just scratching the surface. It's amazing.
texas is a helluva mom
This is timeless art...
Miss you, man.
One of my favorite songs ever, and that's saying a lot. Thank you Guy. ❤
One of the all time great songs.
This song sounds so much like The Irish song, Christmas in New York....Just go and listen. I wonder which song came first.
This was sung by our dear friend on our wedding. I’d have it played at my memorial ❤️
Love love love that mandolin great song, well done, love Shawn singing it as well.
Guy always had the most beautiful string arrangements on his songs.
great pic of guy and susanna at :54 ... lovers reunited again... RIP
I can't stop crying
Real country
Thanks, man...
incredible song
Wonderful
🎸🎼🎶
I got to play fiddle in The Quaalude County Country Band out of Bellingham Washington. We played this song, I got introduced to Guy's music, my heart sings with him ebber since. Oh, the motto of the band was "slow down the hoedown". One of the great times in my life. Shout out to Ben, Spencer, Farah and Kevin.
Best band name of the day!
Roer 714
B-ham!
I'd rather go hungry than to eat lonesome stew. Wow, lonesome stew.
Love this song.
just a masterpiece.
A beautiful song and a beautiful tune .
Just saw a show with Shawn and Verlon in Rockport. Beautiful
the thursday or friday show?
Wonderful.
Wonderful writing by one of Texas's best.
Love Guy Clark songs!
Aaron & Millar Todd eddy armold
Guy speaks what I cannot find but hold true.
It's now 2022, and there's not much to beat 'Guy Clark' and his meaningful songs. People forget what a marvelous Instrument
maker he was too.... Sadly missed!!!
There are Guy Clark's around but they aren't famous. He was a serious luthier but his instruments were not considered penultimate. If you had one I bet you loved it - I mean he signed it in blood so that is good enough for me
@@elizabethheyenga9277 Thanks for your comment. I didn't know about the "Signed in Blood" thing though!!!...
A point of interest though Elizabeth, 'Penultimate' means 'Second-to-Last' so you threw me there!! xox
I'd rather sleep in a box like a bum on the street
Than a fine feather bed without your little ol' cold feet
I'd rather be deaf, dumb, and stone blind
Than to know that your mornings will never be mine
I'd rather die young than to live without you
I'd rather go hungry than eat lonesome stew
It's once in a lifetime and it won't come again
It's here and it's gone on a magnolia wind
I'd rather not walk through the garden again
If I can't catch your scent on a magnolia wind
If it ever comes time that it comes time to go
Sis just pack up your fiddle Sis pack up your bow
If I can't dance with you then I won't dance at all
I'll just sit this one out with my back to the wall
I'd rather not hear pretty music again
If I can't hear your fiddle on a magnolia wind
If I can't catch your scent on a magnolia wind
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Guy Clark / Shawn Camp
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J'adore !!!!!!!!
Amazing, Vlad!
Yea, wife walked out 2 yrs ago. After 29 yrs. I'm not terribly in no hurry to meet my next hearrbreak. And, songs like this help me remember. The last heartbreak was worth it.
I hope time has healed your wounds
@@justinlehr8183 me brother to
Now that's a love song.
I never tire of listening to this beautiful song. Thankyou Guy.
Great Writer and musician! Don't make them like this anymore!
Isn't that Rodney Crowell at about 2:45 with Guy?
Now, that there's a love song ❤️
A man brother
Pretty.
Did he write this about his wife after she died/while she was dying or is it an older song?
They have the actual band but there not
No lyrics?
What album is this version on and who played on it
the album is "the dark".... don't have my copy near or i could tell you who is on it
Wow first time ever hearing this. I can't believe I ever lived without it. Rip Mr. Clark.
Listen to John Prine plus Emmylou Harris cover it together.
Stunning God bless Boyo
This may be a stupid question..but is it Guy and Sussanna on the cover of the tribute album ?Thanks.
InverseAgonist yes it is--and he apparently drove that VW bus for a long lo g time.
Yes it is.
He probably was thinking about Susanna with this song, but it is one of four songs he a d Shawn Camp wrote about the Sis Draper character-the fiddler. Thus the "Sis pack up your fiddle and bow" lyrics fit. Revardless, it is just a beautiful love song.
Townes '. buddy