The Bargain
Mystic Chronicler
Blues 2025 Album track
Hellhound Blues en
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Μια Southern Gothic blues ιστορία για την απληστία, τον πειρασμό και εκείνο το είδος συμφωνίας που μοιάζει γενναιόδωρη — μέχρι να έρθει η ώρα του λογαριασμού.
Ένας άγνωστος δίπλα στο ποτάμι προσφέρει σε έναν άντρα όλα όσα νομίζει πως θέλει: πλούτο, απολαύσεις και μια ζωή χωρίς συνέπειες. Όμως οι καλές εποχές κάποτε τελειώνουν, και ορισμένα χρέη δεν πληρώνονται μόνο με χρήματα.
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[Verse 1]
Met him there where the river bends,
Ain’t no preacher, ain’t no friends.
Tipped his hat, grin cut deep,
Said, “Boy, you got a soul to keep?”
Had a heart full of hunger, a mind full of sin,
A pocket too light, a past full of wind.
Said, “I ain’t scared, I know the game,
Ain’t no man dies who don’t lose his name.”
[Chorus]
Took his hand, took my time,
A man ain’t nothin’ but his word and his crime.
He filled my cup, fed my desires,
Now the nights burn long and my bones feel tired.
[Verse 2]
Gave me a house with floors so wide,
Filled my bed, filled my pride.
Said, “Boy, don’t worry, live real fast,
Hell don’t call ’til the good times pass.”
So I sinned, so I swayed,
Chased my highs, let my soul be swayed.
Woke one night, sweat ran cold,
Felt the dark crawl up my soul.
[Chorus]
Took his hand, took my time,
A man ain’t nothin’ but his word and his crime.
He filled my cup, fed my desires,
Now the nights burn long and my bones feel tired.
[Outro]
Ain’t no running, legs too weak,
Ain’t no road, just dust and heat.
Ain’t no mercy, nowhere to hide,
Just a long way down to the Devil’s side.