When she had twenty years, she turned to her mother, Saying Mother, I know that you’ll grieve, But I’ve given my soul to St John the gambler, Tomorrow comes time to leave.
Good Music: “St. John the Gambler” by: Townes Van Zandt
This song groans forward, and leaves you sitting at a dark pub, counting every mistake and regret in the cracks of the wooden stools and bar tables. A haunting waltz that takes from you and gives nothing back. Enjoy!
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