Well, Grace she's gone, she's a half-written poem She went out for cigarettes and never came home And I swallowed the sun and screamed and wailed Straight down to the dirt so I could find her trail Spread out across the Great Divide Well, I just came to talk, Saint Valentine I never pictured you living here with the rats and the vines Ain't that my old heart hanging out on your lines You're all fucked up, Saint Valentine Now I circle the bars on the promenade While the girls in the glass, they're just throwing me shade And I'm saving my coins up for Jingling Jane She's out plucking strings in the pouring rain See I'm all crooked feet, Saint Valentine I've circled this map till it caught on fire Now Grace she's left you just skin and bone Well, you hang up your hat, but you can't call it home You've tried and you've tried, but you can't call it home You're the loneliest one, Saint Valentine You're the loneliest one, Saint Valentine You're all fucked up, Saint Valentine
When my Dad was in his heyday the contemporary music was Francis Sinatra. Frank and Lou are both left us but, I wonder if he knows what I'm listening to nowadays. I think Dad would approve of it. It's full of instrumentation and nice lyrics.
Thanks for posting this video! Absolutely in love with this song, great live version and terrific production quality. You've got a new subscriber and hope you have much success!
"You're all fucked up Saint Valentine " 😂 says petty GAI. Can someone please explain the story of this song to me? I love how the song is soothing and telling a sad yet humorous story.
Nice! I thought it was a Cascade Knucklehead at first and wondered how a short ribbon worked so well for this context. Thanks for the info, I haven't seen these!
Well, Grace she's gone, she's a half-written poem She went out for cigarettes and never came home And I swallowed the sun and screamed and wailed Straight down to the dirt so I could find her trail Spread out across the Great Divide Well, I just came to talk, Saint Valentine I never pictured you living here with the rats and the vines Ain't that my old heart hanging out on your lines You're all fucked up, Saint Valentine Now I circle the bars on the promenade While the girls in the glass, they're just throwing me shade And I'm saving my coins up for Jingling Jane She's out plucking strings in the pouring rain See I'm all crooked feet, Saint Valentine I've circled this map till it caught on fire Now Grace she's left you just skin and bone Well, you hang up your hat, but you can't call it home You've tried and you've tried, but you can't call it home You're the loneliest one, Saint Valentine You're the loneliest one, Saint Valentine You're all fucked up, Saint Valentine
Well, Grace she's gone, she's a half-written poem She went out for cigarettes and never came home And I swallowed the sun and screamed and wailed Straight down to the dirt so I could find her trail Spread out across the Great Divide Well, I just came to talk, Saint Valentine I never pictured you living here with the rats and the vines Ain't that my old heart hanging out on your lines You're all fucked up, Saint Valentine Now I circle the bars on the promenade While the girls in the glass, they're just throwing me shade And I'm saving my coins up for Jingling Jane She's out plucking strings in the pouring rain See I'm all crooked feet, Saint Valentine I've circled this map till it caught on fire Now Grace she's left you just skin and bone Well, you hang up your hat, but you can't call it home You've tried and you've tried, but you can't call it home You're the loneliest one, Saint Valentine You're the loneliest one, Saint Valentine You're all fucked up, Saint Valentine
Well, Grace she's gone, she's a half-written poem She went out for cigarettes and never came home And I swallowed the sun and screamed and wailed Straight down to the dirt so I could find her trail Spread out across the Great Divide Well, I just came to talk, Saint Valentine I never pictured you living here with the rats and the vines Ain't that my old heart hanging out on your lines You're all fucked up, Saint Valentine Now I circle the bars on the promenade While the girls in the glass, they're just throwing me shade And I'm saving my coins up for Jingling Jane She's out plucking strings in the pouring rain See I'm all crooked feet, Saint Valentine I've circled this map till it caught on fire Now Grace she's left you just skin and bone Well, you hang up your hat, but you can't call it home You've tried and you've tried, but you can't call it home You're the loneliest one, Saint Valentine You're the loneliest one, Saint Valentine You're all fucked up, Saint Valentine
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i have watched this an unreasonable number of times now
Me myself too...pure magic!!!
me too…sooo good!
Same here
I cover this its fun
Nothing unreasonable about it my good Sir.
Am I the only one who actually prefers his live versions on UA-cam??
Live is allmost always superior
Same! Luckily their live version of the song is more like this and not the album recording
This is just pure magic. Nothing, literally nothing, compares to his music...
we agree!
Croudas c
kourosh yaghmay
Croudas teddy thomsomson
@as was, what is that rubbish..
The future.
Gregory really deserved a Grammy this year
Feels like running across the Meadow on a sweet summer afternoon, our worries still a lifetime away.
"Happy Valentine's day !!! "
-Rajarshi Paul year 2021
It's crazy how underrated they are.
Happy Valentines Day!
Steve Varney....Wow. His backup vocals are chill inducing. Perfect. He's to GAI as Mike Mills was to Michael Stipe. I love this band of brothers!
It’s Beautiful
The quality of this video is sooooo good. I love Gregory and his dudes so much. Their talent is perfection. Amazing song... I can't get over it.
Gregory once again, saving my soul. Much love from the broken hearts club on this Valentine’s Day 2021🙏💔
I love everything about this artist and band.
Big fan from Belgium! Isakov + musicians = magic.
Grand assemblage lov listening to Alan it's clarity.❤
Superb version, always good to hear this guy live
Well, Grace she's gone, she's a half-written poem
She went out for cigarettes and never came home
And I swallowed the sun and screamed and wailed
Straight down to the dirt so I could find her trail
Spread out across the Great Divide
Well, I just came to talk, Saint Valentine
I never pictured you living here with the rats and the vines
Ain't that my old heart hanging out on your lines
You're all fucked up, Saint Valentine
Now I circle the bars on the promenade
While the girls in the glass, they're just throwing me shade
And I'm saving my coins up for Jingling Jane
She's out plucking strings in the pouring rain
See I'm all crooked feet, Saint Valentine
I've circled this map till it caught on fire
Now Grace she's left you just skin and bone
Well, you hang up your hat, but you can't call it home
You've tried and you've tried, but you can't call it home
You're the loneliest one, Saint Valentine
You're the loneliest one, Saint Valentine
You're all fucked up, Saint Valentine
Absolutely love this rendition! Also, whoever did the wardrobe totally killed it!
THIS is pure MAGIC😭♥️
This live version is fantastic and magical! I can see Lauren Jacobson of the Lumineers playing violin.
Omg could you imagine him doing a lumineers collab
How beautiful
Words cannot express what I am feeling when I listened to this song.😍😍😍😍
that banjo guy has a UNIQUE voice! FUCk! I love it.
Steve 's a tremendous player every song of Gregory's he's featured on is amazing.
So good. Nice production as well.
thanks for watching!
Just delightful.
A song for the ages, and especially today
Awesome and brilliant music artist 😊❤️🎶😊🎶❤️
This makes me soooo happy💓
Real music 👏👏👌
love this soooooo much!
Such beauty! I love Gregory's music more than I can say and this song brings me nostalgia. I love it so much
damn i forgot about this song!!! for many years!! excellent this is a good video
S a N...Smooth & Nice...Light & Love...
When my Dad was in his heyday the contemporary music was Francis Sinatra. Frank and Lou are both left us but, I wonder if he knows what I'm listening to nowadays. I think Dad would approve of it. It's full of instrumentation and nice lyrics.
Michael Richey you dad taught you well...pass it on
Seen them live and they were amazing
desde Argentina. i love you isack!
great song, and great video!!!
Listening to beautiful songs like this always do something ugly to my face(it makes me cry) I love you guys
Bravo!
Such an inspiration, Gregory!
Fantastic!
Luv it!
Wow! Music and poetry at its finest.
This is musical brilliance
Big fan of your music!
Greetings from the netherlands
In love with this
Divine.
The best there is!
So good
this guys is somehow better live than in studio
Très bon musicien ❤❤❤
Bravi Isakov e co. Emozionante!
Pure and utter magic!
einfach wunderbar !!!!!
Beautifull voices and great music :-)
Tellement impatient de l'entendre à Paris !
Absolutely beautiful
Sounds friggin great!
Beyond good.
Isakov and Varney = Magic
Lovely ❤️
so cool!
Great tune, big sound, wonderful vibe! Fantastic recording!
Ive been really looking a way for me to get a job as Gregory Alan's road crew so I could be on his every concert tour.
I tried to get snuck on with thier luggage lol. Me and gregory decided when they have enough money they will hire me as a triangle player
2:58 AME esa parte dios miooooo😭😭😭💖💖
Whowever picked this color scheme is a design genius.
I love this song ;D
Happy Valentine's Day
Thanks for posting this video! Absolutely in love with this song, great live version and terrific production quality. You've got a new subscriber and hope you have much success!
Замечательно!
varneys back up vocals 👌
are there any more videos from the session?
❤️
The Waterman is the best album in my opinion.
Steve❤
What are those things their playing on ? Are they called musical instruments? And what do they do ? They make beautiful sounds called, music .
Love this song, though it’s too bad about the f-bombs. Saw him and the band in concert recently and they were incredible, completely blew me away.
And he’s talking for valentine. It’s true all of it
What mic is that? It's beautiful.
It kills me that these versions are 10 times better than the originals available on Apple Music..
You're the loneliest one, St. Valentine...
This video is lovely. Does Richard Downie have a website?
he does! find him here: www.fanciful-fox.com/richard-downie
Where can we see more videos from this session?
BOENO NO. LO SEGUIENTE BUENISIMO, QUE MUSICA DE PUTA MADRE
"You're all fucked up Saint Valentine " 😂 says petty GAI.
Can someone please explain the story of this song to me? I love how the song is soothing and telling a sad yet humorous story.
Noone can explain it if you haven't been through it. If you've been through it it needs no explanation.
@complexlittlepirate3589 What was the point of your response which doesn't answer my question?
too good. it's not fair to all other artists
What is the middle mic?
Ear Trumpet!
Nice! I thought it was a Cascade Knucklehead at first and wondered how a short ribbon worked so well for this context. Thanks for the info, I haven't seen these!
Is he saying fucked up?
Connor Pollock yes
0:10
Gushing
Whose watching this on valentines day..?
That guitar sounds like a freight train!
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Well, Grace she's gone, she's a half-written poem
She went out for cigarettes and never came home
And I swallowed the sun and screamed and wailed
Straight down to the dirt so I could find her trail
Spread out across the Great Divide
Well, I just came to talk, Saint Valentine
I never pictured you living here with the rats and the vines
Ain't that my old heart hanging out on your lines
You're all fucked up, Saint Valentine
Now I circle the bars on the promenade
While the girls in the glass, they're just throwing me shade
And I'm saving my coins up for Jingling Jane
She's out plucking strings in the pouring rain
See I'm all crooked feet, Saint Valentine
I've circled this map till it caught on fire
Now Grace she's left you just skin and bone
Well, you hang up your hat, but you can't call it home
You've tried and you've tried, but you can't call it home
You're the loneliest one, Saint Valentine
You're the loneliest one, Saint Valentine
You're all fucked up, Saint Valentine
Well, Grace she's gone, she's a half-written poem
She went out for cigarettes and never came home
And I swallowed the sun and screamed and wailed
Straight down to the dirt so I could find her trail
Spread out across the Great Divide
Well, I just came to talk, Saint Valentine
I never pictured you living here with the rats and the vines
Ain't that my old heart hanging out on your lines
You're all fucked up, Saint Valentine
Now I circle the bars on the promenade
While the girls in the glass, they're just throwing me shade
And I'm saving my coins up for Jingling Jane
She's out plucking strings in the pouring rain
See I'm all crooked feet, Saint Valentine
I've circled this map till it caught on fire
Now Grace she's left you just skin and bone
Well, you hang up your hat, but you can't call it home
You've tried and you've tried, but you can't call it home
You're the loneliest one, Saint Valentine
You're the loneliest one, Saint Valentine
You're all fucked up, Saint Valentine
Well, Grace she's gone, she's a half-written poem
She went out for cigarettes and never came home
And I swallowed the sun and screamed and wailed
Straight down to the dirt so I could find her trail
Spread out across the Great Divide
Well, I just came to talk, Saint Valentine
I never pictured you living here with the rats and the vines
Ain't that my old heart hanging out on your lines
You're all fucked up, Saint Valentine
Now I circle the bars on the promenade
While the girls in the glass, they're just throwing me shade
And I'm saving my coins up for Jingling Jane
She's out plucking strings in the pouring rain
See I'm all crooked feet, Saint Valentine
I've circled this map till it caught on fire
Now Grace she's left you just skin and bone
Well, you hang up your hat, but you can't call it home
You've tried and you've tried, but you can't call it home
You're the loneliest one, Saint Valentine
You're the loneliest one, Saint Valentine
You're all fucked up, Saint Valentine