Friday's Grief Song, 02.02.24

"All my life I've been forced to roam/never had a place to call my own"

This week’s song is brand new to me though it was first released in 1978.

Here’s what I texted my friend who shared it for me, (a fellow music lover with quite the record collection):

"stunning song/Thank you/and like how have I not come across this before?!??! Fuck I’m totally smitten/undone/in a puddle and listened to it 5x in a row.”

This week’s song of grief is from Robbie Basho off his album, Visions of the Country.

It’s Orphan’s Lament.

A song filled with longing gorgeous and sad, made sadder still knowing some of the biography of Robbie Basho- from his own orphan hood to an untimely death.

Listen here

Enjoy!

Orphan’s Lament
by Robbie Basho
Visions of the Country
1978

Born for love and nothing more
Given away 'cause we was poor
Will you wait
Will you wait for me?

My hair was black and my eyes was bright
Never gave pleasure to my parent's sight
Will you wait
Will you wait for me?

I'll be waiting there by the river, my love
I'll be waiting there by the trees
Will you wait?

My face was brown and my hair was long
Cut my hair and hushed my song
Will you wait
Will you wait for me?

All my life I've been forced to roam
Never had a place to call my own
Will you wait, will you wait for me?

I'll be waiting there by the river, my love
I'll be waiting there by the trees
Will you wait?
Will you wait?

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