The Blackest Crow

by Lulu's Fate

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The debut EP from Washington DC - area Old-Time/Americana trio Lulu's Fate. Voted Best Debut Recording of 2014 by the Washington Area Music Association.

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released September 7, 2014

Tom Espinola - guitar, mandolin, vocals
Kristen Jones - cello, electric cello, vocals
Kara Falck - vocals

Recorded "live" & mixed by Tom Espinola at Nola Workshop
Mastered by Charlie Pilzer at Airshow Mastering
All arrangements by Lulu's Fate

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Lulu's Fate Washington, D.C.

Lulu’s Fate is a trio based in the Washington DC area, performing a variety of traditional American music as well as original songs and tunes. The group combines virtuosic instrumentals with tight 3-part harmonies to create new interpretations of traditional Appalachian music. They also mix in a variety of country blues, Dixieland, sea chanteys, southern string band tunes, and more. ... more

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Track Name: That's What I Like About the South
Well let's go back to Alabama
Let's go see my dear old mama
Cookin' eggs and fryin' ham
That's what I like about the South

You won't make no mistake
And your nerves are never shaken
Rather taste that layer cake
That's what I like about the South

She's got baked ribs and candied yams
Sugar-cured Virginia hams
Basement full of those berry jams
And that's what I like about the South

Ham hocks and turnip greens
Cornbread and butter beans
Mardi Gras down in New Orleans
That's what I like 'bout the South

Well here comes a man with all the news
Box back coat and button shoes
Paid up with his union dues
That's what I like 'bout the South

There's a place down there called Doo-wah-diddy
It ain't no town and it ain't no city
Me oh my but it sure is pretty
That Doo-wah-diddy

Oh doo-wah, doo-wah diddy,
Doo-way, doo-wah diddy,
Doo-wadda doo wadda doo wadda doo wadda
That's what I like about the south
Track Name: The Blackest Crow
As time draws near my dearest dear when you and I must part
How little you know of the grief and woe in my poor aching heart
'Tis but I suffer for your sake, believe me dear it's true
I wish that you were staying here, or I was going with you

I wish my breast were made of glass wherein you might behold
Upon my heart your name lies wrote in letters made of gold
In letters made of gold my love, believe me when I say
You are the one that I will adore until my dying day

The blackest crow that ever flew would surely turn to white
If ever I prove false to you bright day will turn to night
Bright day will turn to night my love, the elements will mourn
If ever I prove false to you the seas will rage and burn
Track Name: Say Darlin' Say
Say little darlin won't you marry me
Live in a holler neath the old oak tree
Say darlin say
'Neath the old oak tree we'll make our home
Never more in this world to roam
Say darlin say

Say little darlin if you were mine
You wouldn't do nothing but starch and iron
Say darlin say
Starch and iron would be your trade
I'd get drunk and lay in the shade
Say darlin say

Say little darlin won't you marry me
Live in a holler neath the old oak tree
Say darlin say
Live in the holler neath the old oak tree
Children bouncin' on daddy's knee
Say darlin say

Hush little darling don't you say a word
Poppa's gonna buy you a mocking bird
Say darlin say
If that mocking bird don't sing
Poppa's gonna buy you a diamond ring
Say darlin say

If that diamond ring is brass
Poppa's gonna buy you a looking glass
Say darlin say
If that looking glass gets broke
Poppa's gonna buy you a billy goat
Say darlin say

If that billy goat won't pull
Poppa's gonna buy you a cart and bull
Say darlin say
If that cart and bull fall down
You're still the sweetest baby in town
Say darlin say
Track Name: Bury Me Beneath the Willows
My heart is sad and I'm in sorrow
Weeping for the one I love
When shall I see him, oh no never
Til we meet in heaven above

Chorus:
Bury me beneath the willows
Under the weeping willow tree
When he hears that I am sleeping
Maybe then he'll think of me

Tomorrow was our wedding day
But lord oh lord where can he be?
He's gone he's gone to find another
He no longer cares for me

(Chorus)

He told me that he did not love me
I couldn't believe that it was true
Until an angel softly whispered
He no longer cares for you

(Chorus)

Place on my grave a snow white lily
To prove my love for him was true
To show the world I died of grieving
For his love I could not win

(Chorus)
Track Name: Crow Black Chicken
Well, I went up on the mountain
And I gave my horn a blow
Well I thought I heard a pretty girl singin'
"Yonder comes my beau"

Crow black chicken for midnight
Crow black chicken for days
Along come a big old hoot owl honey
And took my chicken away
Crow black chicken, crow for days
Crow black chicken, fly away
Crow black chicken, crow for days
'Cause I like chicken pie

Well, the hardest work that ever I done
Was to plow a field of rye
The easiest work that ever I done honey
Was to eat a little chicken pie

Crow black chicken for midnight
Crow black chicken for days
Along come a big old hoot owl honey
And took my chicken away
Crow black chicken, crow for days
Crow black chicken, fly away
Crow black chicken, crow for days
'Cause I like chicken pie

Once I had a big frame house
Fourteen stories high
And in every one of them stories good people
Would eat a little chicken pie

Crow black chicken for midnight
Crow black chicken for days
Along come a big old hoot owl honey
And took my chicken away
Crow black chicken, crow for days
Crow black chicken, fly away
Crow black chicken, crow for days
'Cause I like chicken pie
Track Name: Down In the Willow Garden
Down in the willow garden
Where me and my true love did meet
There we sat a-courtin'
My love fell off to sleep

I had a bottle of burgundy wine
Which my true love did not know
And there I poisoned that dear little girl
Down on the banks below

I drew my saber through her
It was a bloody night
I threw her in the river
It was an awful sight

My father often told me
That money would set me free
If I would murder that dear little girl
Whose name was Rose Connolly

Now he sits in his cabin door
Wiping his tear-dimmed eyes
Mourning for his only son
Out on the scaffold high

My race is run beneath the sun
The devil is waiting for me
For I did murder that dear little girl
Whose name was Rose Connolly
Track Name: Why Don't You Love Me
Why don't you love me like you used to do
Why do you treat me like a worn out shoe
My hair's still curly and my eyes are still blue
So why don't you love me like you used to do

Ain't had no lovin' like a huggin' and a kissin'
in a long, long while
We don't get nearer or further or closer
than a country mile

Why don't you spark me like you used to do
And say sweet nothin's like you used to coo
I'm the same old trouble that you've always been through
So why don't you love me like you used to do

Why don't you be just like you used to be
How come you find so many faults with me
Somebody's changed so let me give you a clue
Why don't you love me like you used to do

Ain't had no lovin' like a huggin' and a kissin'
in a long, long while
We don't get nearer or further
than a country mile

Why don't you say the things you used to say
What makes you treat me like a piece of clay
My hair's still curly and my eyes are still blue
Why don't you love me like you used to do
Track Name: Skillet Good and Greasy
Well them cornbread and beans
And them good old collard greens
Keep your skillet good and greasy all the time time time
Skillet good and greasy all the time

Well if you say so
Never gonna moonshine no more
Chop down that still and go home lord lord
Chop down that still and go home

Well if you don't think I'm right
Come on home with me tonight
We'll lay around my shanty all the time time time
Lay around my shanty all the time

Well I'm going downtown
Gonna get a jug of brandy
Gonna give it all to Sandy
Keep her good drunk and boozy all the time time time
Good drunk and boozy all the time

Well them cornbread and beans
And them good old collard greens
Keep your skillet good and greasy all the time time time
Skillet good and greasy all the time