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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rowland S. Howard
Rowland S. Howard
Guitar
Mick Harvey
Mick Harvey
Drums
John Shilo
John Shilo
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Townes Van Zandt
Townes Van Zandt
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lindsay Gravina
Lindsay Gravina
Producer
Rob Long
Rob Long
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Baby, when you leave, don't leave a thing behind
I don't want nothing, I can't use nothing
Take care into the hall and if you see my friends
Tell them I'm fine, and using nothing
Almost burned out my eyes, threw my ears down to the floor
I didn't see nothing, I didn't hear nothing
I stood there like a block of stone knowing all I had to know
And nothing more, man, that's nothing
As brothers our troubles are, locked in each others arms
And you better pray that they never find you
Your back ain't strong enough for burdens double-fold
They'd crush you down, down into nothing
Being born is going blind and bowing down a thousand times
To echoes strung on pure temptation
Sorrow and solitude, these are the precious things
And the only words that are worth remembering
Written by: Townes Van Zandt
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