And the lynch-mobs, death squads, babies being born without brains Circling his head How they rolled him in linoleum A fag in a whalebone corset And with her kisses bubbling on my lips Oh woah ,woah (woah, woah) And a many fall by the side You Wreck Me 09. I know the man has an enormous cult who think he’s this big literary genius (wrote a novel and everything! Of "Papa Won't Leave You, Henry," Cave said in 2005, "I like that song a lot. Chords and tabs aggregator - Tabstabs.com Yeah well, Papa won't leave you, Henry (He went on down the road) (He went on down the road) Though she's passed through me From the night I spent amongst her bones [Verse 1] (Are You) The One That I’ve Been Waiting For. Where that mad old buzzard, the reverend And I went on down the road Falling open with the laughter (Under his heavy load) And is gone And I entered through and the curtain hissed Dead Moon Strange Pray Tell (1992) Key Track: “Fire in the Western World” Key Track: “Fire in the Western World” 31: 31. Papa won't leave you, Boy Lyrics to Papa Won't Leave You, Henry by Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds from the custom_album_3923026 album - including song video, artist biography, translations and more! Above the sizzling wires of the city Toggle navigation. We'll have things fixed soon. And shot him in the neck Crawled the ceilings and the walls Yeah, woah, woah (woah, woah, woah, woah) Henry's dream Papa won't leave you, Henry Перевод песни Papa won't leave you, Henry — Рейтинг: 5 / 5 7 мнений And the ghost of her still lingers on Southern Accents 13. 1. Stolen Moments Southern Soul: From Memphis to Muscle Shoals & More 01. ), but what I hear when I listen to 1992’s Henry’s Dream (The Bad Seeds’ seventh) is bad Walker Brothers-school shlock with more pretentious lyrics.. Well, the night is dark And I came upon a little house You may check reviews for "Idiot Prayer (Nick Cave Alone at Alexandra Palace)" in the review section below or view more songs and albums from Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds by clicking the name. Room at the Top 10. Oh woah ,woah (woah, woah) And they filled me full of drink Ode to Billie Joe 04. Well the slum dogs, they are barking Papa won't leave you, Boy And her bleached and hungry eyes Favelas exploding on inflammable spillways I went out walking the other day Papa won't leave you, Boy The content of the music is known to be explicit and it contains a total of 22 song(s). Yeah, woah ,woah (woah, woah) And its into a guilt [Chorus] And I went on down the road He went on down the road And I went on down the road He went on down the road (He went on down the road) "Brother My Cup Is Empty" is almost a creepy, bluesy country song (written by Kurt Weil and Bertold Brecht, if you can imagine that). Guitar chords transcribed by Andy Field Table of Contents: Papa Won't Leave You, Henry; I Had A Dream, Joe; Straight To You; Brother, My Cup Is Empty; Christina The Astonishing; When I First Came To Town; John Finns' Wife; The Loom Of The Land; Jack The Ripper Top 3: Straight To You, John Finn’s Wife, Papa Won’t Leave You Henry 9/10: THE MAN CAN DO NO WRONG Top 3: Straight To You, John Finn’s Wife, Papa Won’t Leave You Henry 9/10: ADVERTISEMENT. Oh yeah, I went on down the road It's the rainy season where I'm living That I could hardly speak And then I went on down the road And I went on down the road He went on down the road Oh, yeah, I went on down the road He went on down the road. And I went on down the road And I went on down the road Well Papa won't leave you, Henry Oh yeah,I went on down the road I swiped the rain and nearly missed [Post-Chorus] [Outro] Then the CD segues into an eerie Christina the Astonishing that reminds me in its sepulchral quasi-religious tone of Geronimo Trevino's Maria Consuelo. [Chorus] Papa Won’t Leave You, Henry I Had A Dream, Joe Straight To You Brother, My Cup Is Empty Christina The Astonishing When I First Came To Town John Finn’s Wife Loom Of The Land Jack The Ripper . Into the house with its blood-red bowels Like something you should pity The songs are almost all run into one another, given very little breathing space, but their unique strength saves the concert from feeling homogenous. Spent an age spotted And I went on down the road Until everything went black [Chorus] That was another one written in Brazil. Entire towns being washed away Well Papa won't leave you, Henry So there ain't no need to cry. By the tears we weep today, we'll weep again tomorrow Papa won't leave you, Henry VIDEO: Idiot Prayer film trailer Tastes will vary, but several tracks particularly stuck out to these ears, benefiting from the less-is-more aesthetic compared to their studio forbearers. [Verse 2] I awoke so drunk and full of rage And its into the fucking fray Papa Won't Leave You, Henry by Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds song meaning, lyric interpretation, video and chart position. Here are the most popular versions Chords. It’s the rainy season where I’m living Death comes leaping out of every doorway Wasting you for your money, for your clothes The non-Henry's Dream tracks are almost as good, a mandatory take on 'The Mercy Seat' opens things superbly and an equally obligatory 'Ship Song' is beautiful. Death comes leaping out of every doorway Draping his dick across my cheek Papa won't leave you, Boy Yeah, bent Beneath my heavy load Oh yeah, I went on down the road Papa won't leave you, Henry My head it rung with screams and groans Saying: And I came down spinning (He went on down the road) I went out walking the other day The wind hung wet around my neck My head it rung with screams and groans From the night I spent amongst her bones I past beside the mission house Where that mad old buzzard, the reverend, Shrieked and flapped about life after you’re dead Well, I thought about my friend, Michel How they rolled him in linoleum And shot him in the neck A bloody halo, like a think-bubble Circling his head And I bellowed at the firmament Looks like the rains are here to stay And the rain pissed down upon me And washed me all away Saying, Papa won’t leave you, Henry Papa won’t leave you, Boy Papa won’t leave you, Henry Papa won’t leave you, Boy Well, the road is long And the road is hard And many fall by the side But Papa won’t leave you, Henry So there ain’t no need to cry, And I went on down the road He went on down the road And I went on down the road He went on down the road, Well, the moon it looked exhausted Like something you should pity Spent an age-spotted Above the sizzling wires of the city Well, it reminded me of her face Her bleached and hungry eyes Her hair was like a curtain Falling open with the laughter And closing with the lies But the ghost of her still lingers on Though she’s passed through me And is gone The slum dogs, they are barking And the rain children on the streets And the tears that we will weep today Will all be washed away By the tears that we will weep again tomorrow, Papa won’t leave you, Henry Papa won’t leave you, Boy Papa won’t leave you, Henry Papa won’t leave you, Boy For the road is long And the road is hard And many fall by the side But Papa won’t leave you, Henry So there ain’t no need to cry, And I came upon a little house A little house upon a hill And I entered through, the curtain hissed Into the house with its blood-red bowels Where wet-lipped women with greasy fists Crawled the ceilings and the walls They filled me full of drink And led me round the rooms Naked and cold and grinning Until everything went black And I came down spinning I awoke so drunk and full of rage That I could hardly speak A fag in a whale-bone corset Draping his dick across my cheek And its into the shame And its into the guilt And its into the fucking fray And the walls ran red around me A warm arterial spray Saying, Papa won’t leave you, Henry Papa won’t leave you, Boy Papa won’t leave you, Henry Papa won’t leave you, Boy Well, the night is dark And the night is deep And its jaws are open wide But Papa won’t leave you, Henry So there ain’t no need to cry, It’s the rainy season where I’m living Death comes leaping out of every doorway Wasting you for your money, for your clothes And for your nothing Entire towns being washed away Favelas exploding on inflammable spillways Lynch-mobs, death squads, babies being born without brains The mad heat and the relentless rains And if you stick your arm into that hole It comes out sheared off to the bone And with her kisses bubbling on my lips I swiped the rain and nearly missed And I went on down the road He went on down the road Singing, Bent beneath my heavy load Under his heavy load Yeah, I went on down the road Yeah, he went on down the road, Woah, woah Woah, woah Woah, woah Woah, woah And I went on down that road. Worm Tamer (A Place To Bury Strangers Remix), When My Baby Comes (Cat’s Eyes With Luke Tristram), Palaces Of Montezuma (Barry Adamson Remix), Evil (Silver Alert Remix Featuring Matt Berninger). A Face in the Crowd 07. Papa Won't Leave You Henry Lyrics. "Papa Won't Leave You Henry" is structured like a sea shanty, but the lyrics are about a dark journey of brothels and murder. We were playing that [in 2000] as a very slow ballad on a different chordal structure altogether, which then became 'Darker … If what you get equals what you give away, you might as well give it all away. (He went on down the road) Naked and cold and grinning And the road is hard And I bellowed at the firmament And its jaws are open wide Papa won't leave you, Henry Papa won't leave you, Boy Papa won't leave you, Henry Papa won't leave you, Boy Well, the road is long And the road is hard And many fall by the side But Papa won't leave you, Henry So there ain't no need to cry. A little house upon a hill And closing with the lies Shrieked and flapped about life after your dead Saying: And a many fall by the side And I went on down the road He went on down the road And I went on down the road He went on down the road And the road is hard Papa Won’t Leave You, Henry, is an overwhelming gospel pervaded by anguish and tension, with Cave shouting his lyrics like a mad priest, and with the crescendo of strings, piano and guitars, every instrument setting the pace. And I went on down that road. And the walls ran red around me I Won’t Back Down 06. (He went on down the road) 05. And the rain children on the streets Well then, Papa won't leave you, Henry Papa won't leave you, Henry Well the road is long And they led me round the rooms And the night is deep And I went on down the road He went on down the road And I went on down the road He went on down the road Looks like the rains are here to stay Papa won't leave you, Henry Papa won't leave you, Boy Papa won't leave you, Henry Papa won't leave you, Boy Well, the night is dark And the night is deep And its jaws are open wide But Papa won't leave you, Henry So there ain't no need to cry. Review: As one or two critics pointed out when the Angelheaded Hipster covers album arrived, Mark Bolan is something of a disputed musical genius who remains misunderstood by both naysayers and allies alike.The latter arguably downplaying the chart-topping pop-glam status he enjoyed during his 1970s T-Rex heyday, shortly before commercial and artistic decline led to mediocrity. [Post-Chorus] And the rain pissed down upon me Well its into the shame Papa won't leave you, Henry Wasting you for money, for your clothes ... Henry’s Dream Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds. Straight to you For I am captured Straight to you For I am captured One more time The light in our window is fading The candle gutters on the ledge Well now sorrow, it comes a-stealing And I'll cry, girl, but I'll come a-running Straight to you For I am captured Straight to you For I am captured Once again Gone are the days of rainbows Papa won't leave you, Henry Wildflowers 08. So there ain't no need to cry Where wet-lipped women with greasy fists So there ain't no need to cry Papa won't leave you, Henry It's this sprawling, lyrical thing. [Verse 4] Well, the road is long A warm arterial spray The cuts Papa Won't Leave You Henry, I Had A Dream Joe, and Brother My Cup Is Empty really get the adrenaline pumping. Papa won't leave you, Henry Papa won't leave you, Boy Papa won't leave you, Henry Papa won't leave you, Boy Well, the night is dark And the night is deep And its jaws are open wide But Papa won't leave you, Henry So there ain't no need to cry. Well if you stick your arm into that hole And washed me all away Be the first to hear about exclusive news, music and events from Nick Cave. Is it just me, or is Nick Cave a bad poet and a parody of a Vegas lounge crooner?. Well, the road is long Games People Play 02. Papa won't leave you, Boy But Papa won't leave you, Henry So there ain't no need to cry And I went on down the road He went on down the road And I went on down the road He went on down the road It's the rainy season where I'm living Death comes leaping out of every doorway Wasting you for money, for your clothes Papa Won't Leave You, Henry by Nick Cave. And for your nothing Papa won't leave you, henry Papa won't leave you, boy Papa won't leave you, henry Papa won't leave you, boy Well, the night is dark And the night is deep And it's jaws are open wide But papa won't leave you, henry So there ain't no need to cry And I went on down the road He went on down the road And I went on down the road He went on down the road [Verse 3] Well, the moon it looked exhausted Yeah, I went on down the road Will all be washed away Faith No More Angel Dust (1992) Key Track: “A Small Victory” Key … And the road is hard A bloody halo, like a think-bubble [Post-Chorus] It comes out sheared off to the bone The heat hung wet around my neck But Papa won't leave you, Henry So there ain't no need to cry And I went on down the road He went on down the road And I went on down the road He went on down the road Well, the moon it looked exhausted Like something you should pity Spent an age-spotted Above the sizzling wires of the city Down South 12. (He went on down the road) And many fall by the side And I went on down the road He went on down the road And I went on down the road He went on down the road. Well, I thought about my friend, Michel You’ll Lose a Good Thing 03. You Don’t Know How It Feels 11. Papa won't leave you, Henry And I passed beside the mission house [Chorus] But Papa won't leave you, Henry Her hair was like a curtain Papa won't leave you, Boy [Post-Chorus] And the tears that we will weep today The mad heats and the relentless rains So there ain't no need to cry Papa Won't Leave You Henry Lyrics: I went out walking the other day / The heat hung wet around my neck / My head it rung with screams and groans / From the … By helping UG you make the world better... and earn IQ Suggest correction Please rate this tab 2 more votes to show rating Papa Wont Leave You Henry – Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds Papa won't leave you, Boy Check @genius for updates. That's the concept behind "Give It Away" by Red Hot Chili Peppers. Henry’s Dream Tracklist. But Papa won’t leave you, Henry So there ain’t no need to cry. A great touch was "Papa Won’t Leave You, Henry", towards the end of the set, harking back to 1992 and a youthful Cormac McCarthy-like macabre. Released April 27, 1992. Oh yeah, I went on down the road The Lyrics for Papa Won't Leave You Henry by Nick Cave have been translated into 1 languages I went out walking the other day The wind hung wet around my neck My head it rung with screams and groans Key Track: “Papa Won’t Leave You, Henry” Key Track: “Papa Won’t Leave You, Henry” 32: 32. (He went on down the road) Best of all, depsite some unwelcome lyrical tweaks, is a truly frightening 'Papa Won't Leave You, Henry.' General Commentfavourite song of the album if not one my fav cave songs ever.... the live verison on Live Seeds is incredible aswell (if not better) and to answer ya question i was told the whole line of "papa wont leave you henry" was a nusery rhyme that he use to sing 2 his son (who isnt named) henry, but ye he use to sing this to him or so i heard Papa won't leave you, Henry 176: ... to a comedic satire about small town Christianity and yet Nick Cave finds a way to make it all fit because he’s a genius The Good Son Foi Na Cuz The Good Son Sorrow’s Child The Weeping Song The … The same goes for “Papa Won’t Leave You, Henry” which is now slower and significantly grimier like a Tom Waits outtake circa Frank’s Wild Years. Henry's Dream Chords. 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