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Murder Murder - Bridge County ´41

Murder Murder is a group of friends from Sudbury, Ontario who describe their music as “bloodgrass,” a word play on the term “bluegrass.” Murder Murder performs Bridge County ´41 from their latest album From the Stillhouse, released on June 16, 2015.

Réalisateur: Gaëlle Legrand
Production year: 2014

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Le groupe Murder Murder est un groupe de style folk et bluegrass composé d'un guitariste, un mandoliniste, un contrebassiste, un banjoïste, un violoniste et un percussionniste. Ils interprètent en studio leur chanson « Bridge County '41», une chanson en anglais. L'image est en noir et blanc.


Bridge county '41 ♪

♪ Ain't much use

for a dead man's son ♪

♪ My daddy ran

'till he skipped his bail ♪

♪ So they shot him twice

threw his ass in jail ♪

♪ Poor boy ♪

♪ I found me a crook of land ♪

♪ Where the pines grow tall

and the river bends ♪

♪ Work that shovel

like a poor ol' mule ♪

♪ While the still blows smoke

like a rich perfume ♪

♪ It's sweet like candy

cut like glass ♪

♪ Half that cup

will knock you on your ass ♪

♪ Never had trouble squattin'

by these pines 'til I spot

that Mr. Sheriff walkin'

down the line ♪

♪ Oh boy ♪

♪ He said boy you know you're

still sittin' on my land ♪

♪ I said hold on now you

ain't give it a chance ♪

♪ Toss him a swig and

when he tilts his head ♪

♪ I pulled out my daddy's colt

I filled him full of lead ♪

♪ He coughed up red

and with his last breath ♪

♪ He said it's not half bad

but it ain't the best ♪

♪ Well I know you is a liar

but you ain't no good ♪

♪ Cause that shit's

the best thing from here

to Collingwood ♪

♪ Poor boy ♪

♪ Bootleg Barney

and the whiskey's fine ♪

♪ I made a pretty little number

sellin' all that shine ♪

♪ 'Til the market got slow

and word got round ♪

♪ Said there's another poor boy

sellin' shine in town ♪

♪ I found him standin'

by the old ash woods ♪

♪ I cut that fucker down

right where he stood ♪

♪ Never heard me comin'

'til the bowie came down ♪

♪ Now he's 28 years

bleedin' on the ground ♪

♪ Poor boy ♪


Copper coil

and copper twine ♪

♪ Copper veins

in my bloodline ♪


♪ I feel it run

all through the night ♪


♪ I'll be shinin'

on this land ♪

♪ 'Til my bones

turn into sand ♪


Left in the dark

I'll come to light ♪


♪ And if that sun

don't wanna shine ♪


♪ Honey I might never die ♪

♪ The law found me

in the middle of the night ♪

♪ When I's lyin' on my back

in the pale moonlight ♪

♪ Wouldn't show

if I was dead or alive ♪

♪ Until they caught that little

hint of blood in my eye ♪

♪ I grabbed the one

on the right

with my blade on the left ♪

♪ And with the wrath of a god

and not an ounce of regret ♪

♪ I stuck him so damn deep

when I looked at the other ♪

♪ He grabbed his pistol

for a shot ♪

♪ I used the body for cover ♪

♪ And then daddy's little colt

found him 'tween the eyes ♪

♪ It's the only thing he left

me but it sure is fine ♪

♪ Then they all start firing

catch me in the head ♪

♪ Bridge county's own son

might wake up dead ♪

♪ Poor boy ♪


♪ Oh poor boy ♪

♪ Oooh poor boy ♪

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