Live at the Tube Temple (2008)

In October of 2007, Spencer Bohren christened the Tube Temple Concert Series in Solingen, Germany’s recording studio of the same name. A few nights later, another show of his fall tour of Germany was recorded at the Music Star in Norderstedt, on the outskirts of Hamburg. Both recordings accurately capture the intimacy and atmosphere of a Spencer Bohren concert, and the highlights have been blended together to create “Spencer Bohren: Live at the Tube Temple”. But enough talk. Listen for yourself!

Ladies and gentlemen, a warm round of applause, please. All the way from New Orleans, Louisiana …

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Night is Fallin’

Spencer Bohren, BMI 1986

Night is Fallin’, watch the shadows play
Night is Fallin’, watch the shadows play
Say goodbye
To another long, long, lonely day

When the Sun goes down it steals away the light
When the Sun goes down, it steals away the light
Then I’m alone
Another long, long, lonely night

Night is Fallin’, the devil’s on his way
Spirits callin’, they’ll be takin’ me away
Say goodbye
To another long, long, lonely day

    - bridge -

    Every night is longer than the one before
    Time goes by, every hour passes slower
    Days are long, but the nights don’t ever end
    If only I could see you once again

Night is Fallin’
Night is Fallin’

Wings of an Angel

Spencer Bohren, BMI 1998

We all have wings
Like the Wings of an Angel
We all have wings
But we can’t all fly
So many chains
Holdin’ us down
Unfold your wings
And reach for the sky

    - Chorus -

    Open your heart
    The World’s all around you
    Open your eyes
    There’s so much to see
    Unlock the gate
    That holds in your secrets
    Throw down your chains
    And set yourself free

We all take roads
That lead us astray
So many roads
That we lose our way
There is a path
That leads to the light
Follow that path
And find a new day

Darkness

Spencer Bohren, BMI 1986

Don’t let darkness catch you
At the edge of town.
‘Cause the men around here,
They ain’t playing around.
Men around here,
They ain’t playing around.
You better get on home now
Before the sun goes down.

‘Round here they shoot them easy
And they hang them high.
Stand around, watch them die.
Shoot them easy,
Lord, they hang them high.
Ain’t no tomorrow and no good-bye.

    Mississippi River dark and wide.
    Trying to get across
    To the Arkansas side.
    Mississippi River dark and wide.
    I’m just trying to make it back,
    Back to the Arkansas side.

When the sun comes up
I’ll be on that train.
I’m going back
Where they know my name.
Sun come up,
I’ll be on that blue, blue train.
I ain’t never going back
Across the river again.

    Mississippi River dark and wide.
    Trying to get across
    To the Arkansas side.
    Mississippi River dark and wide.
    I’m just trying to make it back,
    Back to the Arkansas side.

Long Black Line

Spencer Bohren

everywhere you look
everywhere you go
you read it like a book
it’s the only way to know
how high the water got
august twenty-nine
that hurricane last summer
left a long black line

sometimes it’s to your ankles
sometimes to your knees
sometimes it’s to your chest or head
or up above the eaves
water filled with chemicals
water filled with gas
water spillin’ everywhere
a city under glass
water laced with poison
god knows, of every kind
you don’t want to know
what’s in the long black line

you can go to church
confessin’ all your sins
you can tell your brothers
’bout the shape this world is in
you could tell your sisters
judgement day is come
he’s dealin’ with the devil
he’s thinnin’ out the scum
this one it was water
fire comes next time
all of this is written
in the long black line

i will never leave this place
you hear some people say
then there’s the ones
who just can’t hardly wait to get away
lots of others have no choice
they’re livin’ in a void
their house is wrecked, their job is gone
their lives have been destroyed
the people comin’ back
no tellin’ what they’ll find
one thing will be waitin’ there
the long black line

drivin’ on the highway
you go too fast to tell
but get down in the lower nine
it’s like a walk through hell
out along the curb
it’s everything we own
we sacrificed our every lives
to this mighty storm
beautiful new orleans
oh, she was so fine
now everywhere you go
there’s just the long black line

     the long black line
     the long black line
     the long black line
     the long black line

some people say the sinners
brought it on themselves
others say the climate change
will send us all to hell
some people blame the government
they speak of genocide
there’s some that don’t say anything
they just want to hide
even strong men fall apart
they break down and cry
mother mary pray for us
the long black line

every single minute
every single day
you wonder are you doin’ right
you wonder should i stay
‘cuz everything is broken
all the lines are down
confusion walks down every street
there’s rumors all around
the media is black and white
politicians whine
everything is broken
except the long black line

     the long black line
     the long black line
     the long black line
     the long black line

     god help the lower nine
     the long black line