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letra de randall knife - guy clark

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my father had a randall knife
my mother gave it to him
when he went off to wwii
to save us all from ruin
if you’ve ever held a randall knife
then you know my father well
if a better blade was ever made
it was probably forged in h-ll

my father was a good man
a lawyer by his trade
and only once did i ever see
him misuse the blade
it almost cut his thumb off
when he took it for a tool
the knife was made for darker things
and you could not bend the rules

he let me take it camping once
on a boy scout jamboree
and i broke a half an inch off
trying to stick it in a tree
i hid it from him for a while
but the knife and he were one
he put it in his bottom drawer
without a hard word one

there it slept and there it stayed
for twenty some odd years
sort of like excalibur
except waiting for a tear

my father died when i was forty
and i couldn’t find a way to cry
not because i didn’t love him
not because he didn’t try
i’d cried for every lesser thing
whiskey, pain and beauty
but he deserved a better tear
and i was not quite ready

so we took his ashed out to sea
and poured `em off the stern
and threw the roses in the wake
of everything we’d learned
when we got back to the house
they asked me what i wanted
not the lawbooks not the watch
i need the things he’s haunted

my hand burned for the randall knife
there in the bottom drawer
and i found a tear for my father’s life
and all that it stood for

- guy clark

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