If there's a more depressing song,

[wiegie]

Artist/Band: Cash Johnny

Lyrics for Song: Sunday Morning Coming Down

Lyrics for Album: The Essential Johnny Cash

 

Well, I woke up Sunday morning

With no way to hold my head that didn't hurt.

And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad,

So I had one more for dessert.

Then I fumbled in my closet through my clothes

And found my cleanest dirty shirt.

Then I washed my face and combed my hair

And stumbled down the stairs to meet the day.

 

I'd smoked my mind the night before

With cigarettes and songs I'd been picking.

But I lit my first and watched a small kid

Playing with a can that he was kicking.

Then I walked across the street

And caught the Sunday smell of someone frying chicken.

And Lord, it took me back to something that I'd lost

Somewhere, somehow along the way.

 

On a Sunday morning sidewalk,

I'm wishing, Lord, that I was stoned.

'Cause there's something in a Sunday

That makes a body feel alone.

And there's nothing short a' dying

That's half as lonesome as the sound

Of the sleeping city sidewalk

And Sunday morning coming down.

 

In the park I saw a daddy

With a laughing little girl that he was swinging.

And I stopped beside a Sunday school

And listened to the songs they were singing.

Then I headed down the street,

And somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringing,

And it echoed through the canyon

Like the disappearing dreams of yesterday.

 

On a Sunday morning sidewalk,

I'm wishing, Lord, that I was stoned.

'Cause there's something in a Sunday

That makes a body feel alone.

And there's nothing short a' dying

That's half as lonesome as the sound

Of the sleeping city sidewalk

And Sunday morning coming down.

[SteelBunz]

How about 'Whiskey Lullaby"....first time I heard this song, I had to turn it off......LOL.

 

She put him out like the burnin' end of a midnight cigarette

She broke his heart he spent his whole life tryin' to forget

We watched him drink his pain away a little at a time

But he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind

Until the night

 

He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger

And finally drank away her memory

Life is short but this time it was bigger

Than the strength he had to get up off his knees

We found him with his face down in the pillow

With a note that said I'll love her till I die

And when we buried him beneath the willow

The angels sang a whiskey lullaby

 

The rumors flew but nobody knew how much she blamed herself

For years and years she tried to hide the whiskey on her breath

She finally drank her pain away a little at a time

But she never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind

Until the night

 

She put that bottle to her head and pulled the trigger

And finally drank away his memory

Life is short but this time it was bigger

Than the strength she had to get up off her knees

We found her with her face down in the pillow

Clinging to his picture for dear life

We laid her next to him beneath the willow

While the angels sang a whiskey lullaby

 

Haunting melody too.

[skylive5]

Only one Leonard Cohen song?

 

 

 

ANY Cohen song will do it. As much as I like the guy... he has to be the most depressing singer/writer of all time. Guy can bring you down from the first note. Ought to hear his Christmas album.....

 

 

Personally... the most depressing/saddest song of all time, and probably one of the best songs of all time is:

 

Born to Lose.

 

That rates right above Ain't No Sunshine on my list.

[godtomsatan]

The memories of a man in his old age

Are the deeds of a man in his prime.

You suffer in gloom in the sickroom

And talk to yourself till you die.

 

Life is a short, warm moment

And death is a long cold rest.

You get your chance to try

In the twinkling of an eye:

Eighty years, with luck, or even less.

 

So all aboard for the American tour,

And maybe you'll make it to the top.

And mind how you go.

I can tell you, because I know.

You may find it hard to get off.

 

You are the angel of death

And I am the dead mans son.

And he died like a mole in a fox hole.

And everyone is still in the run.

 

And who is the master of fox hounds?

And who says the hunt has begun?

And who calls the tune in the courtroom?

And who beats the funeral drum?

 

The memories of a man in his old age

Are the deeds of a man in his prime.

You suffer in gloom in the sickroom

And talk to yourself till you die.

[Big John]

Artist/Band: Gentry Bobbie

Lyrics for Song: Ode to Billie Joe

Lyrics for Album: Chickasaw County Child

 

It was the third of June, another sleepy, dusty Delta day

I was out choppin' cotton and my brother was balin' hay

And at dinner time we stopped and walked back to the house to eat

And Mama hollered out the back door "y'all remember to wipe your feet"

And then she said "I got some news this mornin' from Choctaw Ridge"

"Today Billy Joe MacAllister jumped off the Tallahatchie Bridge"

 

And Papa said to Mama as he passed around the blackeyed peas

"Well, Billy Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits, please"

"There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow"

And Mama said it was shame about Billy Joe, anyhow

Seems like nothin' ever comes to no good up on Choctaw Ridge

And now Billy Joe MacAllister's jumped off the Tallahatchie Bridge

 

And Brother said he recollected when he and Tom and Billie Joe

Put a frog down my back at the Carroll County picture show

And wasn't I talkin' to him after church last Sunday night?

"I'll have another piece of apple pie, you know it don't seem right"

"I saw him at the sawmill yesterday on Choctaw Ridge"

"And now you tell me Billie Joe's jumped off the Tallahatchie Bridge"

 

And Mama said to me "Child, what's happened to your appetite?"

"I've been cookin' all morning and you haven't touched a single bite"

"That nice young preacher, Brother Taylor, dropped by today"

"Said he'd be pleased to have dinner on Sunday, oh, by the way"

"He said he saw a girl that looked a lot like you up on Choctaw Ridge"

"And she and Billy Joe was throwing somethin' off the Tallahatchie Bridge"

 

A year has come 'n' gone since we heard the news 'bout Billy Joe

And Brother married Becky Thompson, they bought a store in Tupelo

There was a virus going 'round, Papa caught it and he died last Spring

And now Mama doesn't seem to wanna do much of anything

And me, I spend a lot of time pickin' flowers up on Choctaw Ridge

 

And drop them into the muddy water off the Tallahatchie Bridge

 

#1 on the Billboard charts when I was born.

[Big F'n Dave]

How many of you remember Red Sovine?

 

Teddy Bear

 

I was on the outskirts of a little southern town

Tryin' to reach my destination

Before the sun went down

The old CB was blarin' away on channel 1-9

When there came

A little boy's voice on the radio line

And he said

Breaker 1-9

Is anyone there

Come on back truckers

And talk to Teddy Bear

Well I keyed the mike and said

You got it

Teddy Bear

And a little boy's voice came back on the air

Preciate the break

Who we got on that end

I told him my handle

And then he began

Now I'm not supposed to bother you fellows out there

Mom says you're busy

And for me to stay off the air

But you see

I get lonely and it helps to talk

'Cause that's about all I can do

I'm crippled

And I can't walk

I came back and told him to fire up that mike

And I'd talk to him

As long as he liked

This was my dad's radio

The little boy said

But I guess it's mine and mom's now

'Cause my daddy's dead

Dad had a wreck about a month ago

He was trying to get home in a blindin' snow

Mom has to work now

To make ends meet

And I'm not much help

With my two crippled feet

She says not to worry

That we'll make it alright

But I hear her crying

Sometimes late at night

You know there's one thing

I want more than anything else to see

Aw, I know you guys are too busy to bother with me

But you see

My dad used to take me for rides

When he was home

But.... I guess that's all over now

Since my daddy's gone

Not one breaker came on the old CB

As that little crippled boy

Talked with me

I tried hard to swallow

A lump

That just wouldn't stay down

As I thought about my boy

Back in Greenville Town

Dad was going to take mom and me with him

Later on this year

Why l remember him saying

Someday this old truck will be yours Teddy Bear

But I know I'll never get to ride an 18-wheeler again

But this old base will keep me in touch

With all my trucker friends

Teddy Bear's gonna back on out now

And leave you alone

'Cause it's about time for

Mom to come home

But you give me a shout when you're passin' through

And I'll sure be happy to come back to you

Well I came back and I said

Uh...Before you go 10-10

What's your home 20

Little CB friend

Well he gave me his address

And I didn't once hesitate

'Cause this hot load of freight

Was just gonna have to wait

I turned that truck around on a dime

And headed straight for Jackson Street, 229

And as I rounded the corner

Oh I got one heck of a shock

l8 wheelers were lined up for three city blocks

Why I guess every driver for miles around

Had caught Teddy Bear's call

And that little crippled boy was having a ball

For as fast as one driver would carry him in

Another would carry him to his truck

And take off again

Well you better believe

I took my turn at riding Teddy Bear

And then I carried him back in

And put him down in his chair

And buddy if I never live to see happiness again

I want you to know

I saw it that day

In the face of that little man

We took up a collection for him

Before his mama got home

And each driver said goodbye

And then they all were gone

He shook my hand with a mile-long grin

And said

So long trucker

I'll catch ya again

Well I hit the Interstate

With tears in my eyes

I turned on the radio

And I got another surprise

Breaker 1-9

Came a voice on the air

Just one word of thanks

From Mama Teddy Bear

We wish each and every one

A special prayer for you

Cause, You just made my little boy's

Dream come true

I'll sign off now

Before I start to cry

May God ride with ya

10-4

And goodbye

[Ursa Majoris]

ANY Cohen song will do it. As much as I like the guy... he has to be the most depressing singer/writer of all time. Guy can bring you down from the first note. Ought to hear his Christmas album.....

 

Funny, I find Cohen mostly ironically amusing rather than depressing. He has a downbeat humor at times and some of his songs are kinda uplifting too - Democracy, for example.

[tonorator]

Came a voice on the air

Just one word of thanks

From Mama Teddy Bear

We wish each and every one

A special prayer for you

Cause, You just made my little boy's

Dream come true

I'll sign off now

Before I start to cry

May God ride with ya

10-4

And goodbye

 

 

 

good god you got me with that one.

[The Misfit]

Funny, I find Cohen mostly ironically amusing rather than depressing. He has a downbeat humor at times and some of his songs are kinda uplifting too - Democracy, for example.

 

 

I think he's more depressing with his songs about love and wimmin. I didn't even know until a couple weeks ago that Chelsea Hotel was written about an affair (or a one-nighter) with Janis Joplin. I guess that was more ironic than depressing, but a little of both.

 

Wiegie -- Sunday Morning Coming Down was written by Kris Kristofferson, no?

[skylive5]

Funny, I find Cohen mostly ironically amusing rather than depressing. He has a downbeat humor at times and some of his songs are kinda uplifting too - Democracy, for example.

 

 

Don't get me wrong... I love the guy. Been listening to him for a long time..... But heck.. even Judy Collins sounds depressed when she sings his stuff.

 

As one site about him puts it:

 

"Cohen's songs are often emotionally heavy and lyrically complex, owing more to the metaphoric word play of poetry than to the conventions of song craft. His work often explores the themes of religion, isolation, sex, and complex interpersonal relationships."

 

"Emotionally heavy" .... without a doubt.

[alexgaddis]

Ice Ice Baby is fairly depressing...

[Joessfl]

This song always being a tear to my eye (Stern-fan may understand):

He’s Beetle

He’s as bad as can

And he knows

He’s the best

 

This is Beetle

Is as bad as can

He knows

He’s the best

 

He’s big and he’s strong

And he knows he is badder

And he knows what he gets

He knows what he knows

He knows what we have

He knows what he gets

He gets better

 

After I have that played at my funeral, I want Reilly Martin to eulogize.

[untateve]

The memories of a man in his old age

Are the deeds of a man in his prime.

You suffer in gloom in the sickroom

And talk to yourself till you die.

 

Life is a short, warm moment

And death is a long cold rest.

You get your chance to try

In the twinkling of an eye:

Eighty years, with luck, or even less.

 

So all aboard for the American tour,

And maybe you'll make it to the top.

And mind how you go.

I can tell you, because I know.

You may find it hard to get off.

 

You are the angel of death

And I am the dead mans son.

And he died like a mole in a fox hole.

And everyone is still in the run.

 

And who is the master of fox hounds?

And who says the hunt has begun?

And who calls the tune in the courtroom?

And who beats the funeral drum?

 

The memories of a man in his old age

Are the deeds of a man in his prime.

You suffer in gloom in the sickroom

And talk to yourself till you die.

 

 

Pink Floyd.

I just wanted to sound hip. The lines I noted in my original post are from Pink Floyd as well. That makes me doubly hip.

Edited July 19, 2006 by untateve

[DKF]

Artist: Billy Joel

Song: Goodnight Siagon

Album: Greatest Hits Volume II

 

We met as soul mates

On Parris Island

We left as inmates

From an asylum

And we were sharp

As sharp as knives

And we were so gung ho

To lay down our lives

 

We came in spastic

Like tameless horses

We left in plastic

As numbered corpses

And we learned fast

To travel light

Our arms were heavy

But our bellies were tight

 

We had no home front

We had no soft soap

They sent us Playboy

They gave us Bob Hope

We dug in deep

And shot on sight

And prayed to Jesus Christ

With all of our might

 

We had no cameras

To shoot the landscape

We passed the hash pipe

And played our Doors tapes

And it was dark

So dark at night

And we held on to each other

Like brother to brother

We promised our mothers we'd write

And we would all go down together

We said we'd all go down together

Yes we would all go down together

 

Remember Charlie

Remember Baker

They left their childhood

On every acre

And who was wrong?

And who was right?

It didn't matter in the thick of the fight

 

We held the day

In the palm

Of our hand

They ruled the night

And the night

Seemed to last as long as six weeks

On Parris Island

 

We held the coastline

They held the highlands

And they were sharp

As sharp as knives

They heard the hum of our motors

They counted the rotors

And waited for us to arrive

And we would all go down together

We said we'd all go down together

Yes we would all go down together

[Ursa Majoris]

Pink Floyd.

I just wanted to sound hip. The lines I noted in my original post are from Pink Floyd as well. That makes me doubly hip.

Roger Waters, the World's Greatest Misanthrope.

[CaP'N GRuNGe]

None much sadder...

 

Last Kiss - J. Frank Wilson

as done by Pearl Jam

 

Oh, where oh where can my baby be?

The Lord took her away from me

She's gone to heaven, so I got to be good

So I can see my baby when I leave this world.

 

We were out on a date in my daddy's car

We hadn't driven very far

There in the road, up straight ahead

A car was stalled, the engine was dead

I couldn't stop, so I swerved to the right

I'll never forget the sound that night

The screamin' tires, the bustin' glass

The painful scream that I heard last.

 

Oh, where oh where can my baby be?

The Lord took her away from me

She's gone to heaven, so I got to be good

So I can see my baby when I leave this world.

 

When I woke up, the rain was pourin' down

There were people standing all around

Something warm rollin' through my eyes

But somehow I found my baby that night

I lifted her head, she looked at me and said

"Hold me darling just a little while."

I held her close, I kissed her our last kiss

I found the love that I knew I would miss

But now she's gone, even though I hold her tight

I lost my love, my life that night.

 

Oh, where oh where can my baby be?

The Lord took her away from me

She's gone to heaven, so I got to be good

So I can see my baby when I leave this world.

Oooh~ ooooh~

Edited July 20, 2006 by CaP'N GRuNGe

[Bengal Mania]

Take one last look, before you leave

'Cuz oh, somehow, it means so much to me

And if you ever need me you know just where I'll be

So please call home if you change your mind

 

I guess I saw it coming, day by day

But, oh, I could not stand the failure

So before you leave, there's just one thing I must say

Please call home if you change your mind

 

I know you're used to runnin'

Your lost, baby, and I ain't funnin'

Oh when you call to me, I'll come runnin'

Straight to your side, again I'll confide in you.

 

So go on, I won't say no more

My heart ain't in it, but I'll hold the door

Just remember what I said before

Please call home if you change your mind

 

xGregg Allman

Edited July 20, 2006 by Bengal Mania

[Bengal Mania]

don't remember all the words, but.....

 

Oh, Micky, what a pity you don't understand

You take me by the heart when you take me by the hand

 

I'm cryin' to much by that point to understand any more...

[Bengal Mania]

Old-time country music has tons of examples. That's all it used to be about.....lost love....lost dogs.....lost trucks.....good stuff!

 

the best of all time:

 

He stopped loving her today

They laid a wreath upon his door

All dressed up to go away

He stopped loving her today

 

....

 

She came to see him one last time

We all wondered if she would

And this time, I couldn't help but think

This time, he's over her for good

 

He stopped loving her today.......etc

['canes2004]

Haven't gone through the whole thread but that Blink 182 song about suicide is pretty depressing. Not a fan by any means but my son is and he pointed it out to me to listen to the lyrics. 3 cords never sounded so sad.

 

Here it is:

 

Blink 182

 

12. Adam's Song - (4:09)

I never thought I'd die alone

I laughed the loudest who'd have known?

I trace the cord back to the wall

no wonder it was never plugged in at all

I took my time, I hurried up

the choice was mine I didn't think enough

I'm too depressed to go on

but you'll be sorry when I'm gone

 

I never conquered, rarely came

but 16 just held such better days

days when I still felt alive

we couldn't wait to get outside

the world was wide, too late to try

the tour was over, we'd survived

I couldn't wait till I got home

to pass the time in my room alone

 

I never thought I'd die alone

another six months I'll be unknown

give all my things to all my friends

you'll never step foot in my room again

you'll close it off, you'll board it up

remember the time that I spilled the cup

of apple juice in the hall

and please tell mom this is not her fault

 

I never conquered, rarely came

but 16 just held such better days

days when I still felt alive

we couldn't wait to get outside

the world was wide, too late to try

the tour was over, we'd survived

I couldn't wait till I got home

to pass the time in my room alone

 

I never conquered, rarely came

but tomorrow holds such better days

days when I can still feel alive

and I can't wait to get outside

the world is wide, the time goes by

the tour is over, I've survived

I can't wait till I get home

to pass the time in my room alone

Edited July 20, 2006 by 'canes2004

[wiegie]

Here's another depressing song

[Clubfoothead]

-------------------------------------------

Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head

and as I climb into an empty bed

Oh well, enough said

 

I know it's over - still I cling

I don't know where else I can go

[over...]

 

Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head

See, the sea wants to take me

the knife wants to slit me

Do you think you can help me?

 

Sad veiled bride, please be happy

Handsome groom, give her room

Loud, loutish lover, treat her kindly

(though she needs you more than she loves you)

And I know it's over - still I cling

I don't know where else I can go

[Over, over, over...]

 

I know it's over

and it never really began

but in my heart it was so real

and you even spoke to me and said:

 

If you are so funny

then why are you on your own tonight?

And if you are so clever

then why are you on your own tonight?

If you are so very entertaining

why are you on your own tonight?

If you are so very good-looking

why do you sleep alone tonight?

[i know...]

Because tonight is just like any other night

that's why you are on your own tonight

with your triumphs and your charms

while they are in each other's arms...

 

It's so easy to laugh

it's so easy to hate

it takes strength to be gentle and kind

[Over, over, over, over...]

It's so easy to laugh

it's so easy to hate

it takes guts to be gentle and kind

[Over... over...]

Love is Natural and Real

but not for you, my love

not tonight, my love

Love is Natural and Real

but not for such as you and I, my love

 

Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head

Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head

Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head

Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head

Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head...

--------------------------------

This was easy.

[Jumpin Johnies]

K's Choice

Not An Addict

 

Breathe it in and breathe it out

And pass it on, it's almost out

We're so creative, so much more

We're high above but on the floor

 

It's not a habit, it's cool, I feel alive

If you don't have it you're on the other side

 

The deeper you stick it in your vein

The deeper the thoughts, there's no more pain

I'm in heaven, I'm a god

I'm everywhere, I feel so hot

 

It's not a habit, it's cool, I feel alive

If you don't have it you're on the other side

I'm not an addict (maybe that's a lie)

 

It's over now, I'm cold, alone

I'm just a person on my own

Nothing means a thing to me

(Nothing means a thing to me)

 

It's not a habit, it's cool, I feel alive

If you don't have it you're on the other side

I'm not an addict (maybe that's a lie)

 

Free me, leave me

Watch me as I'm going down

Free me, see me

Look at me, I'm falling and I'm falling.

 

It is not a habit, it is cool I feel alive I feel...

It is not a habit, it is cool I feel alive

 

It's not a habit, it's cool, I feel alive

If you don't have it you're on the other side

I'm not an addict (maybe that's a lie)

I'm not an addict...

[loaf]

great song JJ

[Front Row]

Here I sit and watch my world come crumbling down

I cry for help but no one's around

Silently screaming I bang my head against the wall

It seems like no one cares at all

Always an emotion, but how can I explain

How can I explain

Kind of like the scent of a rose

With words I can't explain

The same with my pain

Caught up in emotion-Goes over my head

Goes over my head

Sometimes I got to think to myself is this life or death

Am I living or am I dead

The clock keeps ticking but nothing else seems to change

Problems never solved, just rearranged

And when I think about all the times that I've had

So few good-So many bad

I search for personality and I look for things I can not see

 

Love and peace flash through my mind

Pain and hate are all I find

Find no hope in nothing new

Never had a dream come true

Lies and hate and agony

Thru my eyes that's all I see

If I'm gonna cry

Will you wipe away my tears?

If I'm gonna die

Lord please take away my fear

Before I drown in sorrow

Last thing that I'll say

How will I laugh tommorow

If I can't even smile today

Today today--when I can't even smile today

Today today--when I can't even smile today

How will I laugh tommorow--when I can't even smile today

How will I laugh tommorow--when I can't even smile today

 

ST...ST...ST.. I havn't heard that one in a long while.