Oh the devil, he's in the details,
Cause it all comes out in the wash.
I've seen a poor boy cry with joy, I've seen a rich man kneel and beg,
Oh, I've seen it all.
So I drove out just north of town,
To the creek where Jimmy drowned.
Oh it ebbs and it flows, and it goes to show,
Oh, we survive.
Highway 2, it goes on forever,
It stretches out across the river,
Till it floods and does away with the victims of the day,
Oh, it survives.
Like the rain on a summer street, it soaks the ground and calms the heat,
Oh, I've seen it all.
credits
from Deep Creek,
released June 17, 2011
upright and electric bass, electric guitar--George Brinkley
harmonica, keyboard--David Carmichael
banjo--Austin Quinn
acoustic guitar, lead vocal--Gabe Rutledge
drums--Jedediah Stolle
featuring:
additional percussion--Chris Harry
additional vocals--Daniel Sartin
written by Gabe Rutledge and California Baseball Band
A vibrant vision of "Central Americana" from the Costa Rica-based artist, blending heartland devotionals with playful Tropicália grooves. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 27, 2022