At 01:52 PM 8/26/2004 -0500, Jon-O wrote:

>What's the deal with all of the bucket songs? Of course there is Buckets of
>Rain. We all know that one, but what about the 3 versions of "Bucket"
>played 8.16.02 9.22.02 , and 5.14.04? Is this also Buckets of Rain, or does
>Greg really have a song called bucket. Also, there is an instance of "My
>Bucket's Got A Hole in It". Is this the song that is sometimes listed as
>Bucket?
>
>Thanks for any advice,
>
>Jon o


Answers: Big deal. Uh huh. Nope, yup. Uh huh, nope. So then, to
elaborate further...
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Bucket (big bad thing)
by Greg Brown, June, 2002
(as originally transcribed by Richard Bright)

put it in the bucket if the bucket's there
throw it in the alley honey i don't care
stay beneath the covers in your underwear
and flow down

put it in the mail, sail it on the sea
dress it up and send it to the jubilee
i got a home in miz-ah-ry
i'm gonna go down

take it to forest, give it a toss
down in the gully, over in the moss
without you honey i'm a total loss
i'm a loser

send me an e, call me on the phone
please don't leave me here all alone
morning comes like the twilight zone
i can't use it

ain't it a big one
ain't it tall
look about as high as a garden wall
up we climb or down we fall
together
over and over and into the blue
we say we are but we're never through
i got a big bad thing for you
forever

call it impossible, call it a crime
not kissing you is a waste of time
it doesn't scan and it doesn't rhyme
without you

call it a picnic, take it to the park
meet me at the willow along about dark
the only song i sing like a meadowlark is
about you

oh, ain't it a big one
ain't it wide
out to the world from deep inside
with me love oh please abide
awhile
once again i'm on my knees
speakin' to you in portugese
it feels like the sky and the wind and the trees
are on trial

put it in your laughter, put it in your drink
put all the pretty lies under the sink
you always hit me, didn't you think
i was trying?

write it in your notebook, prop it in a nook
it oughta be illegal when you give me that look
write another chapter at the close of the book
i'm dying

mix it with the ashes, throw it on the rocks
hide it in your bra, shove it in your socks
only you and i can take those walks
oh my dear

wash it all out, put it in the dryer
put in on the back burner with a low fire
write it in a song for the lonely choir
just get it outta here.

aw, ain't it a big one
ain't it tall
it look about as high as a garden wall
up we climb or down we fall
together
over and over and into the blue
we say we are but we're never through
i got a big bad thing for you
forever

put it in the bucket if the bucket's there
throw it in the alley honey i don't care
send me an e, call me on the phone
please don't leave me here all alone
wash it all out and put it in the dryer
put in on the back burner with a low fire

oh, ain't it a big one
ain't it tall
it look about as high as a prison wall
up we climb and down we fall
together
you say a gal's gotta do what a gal's gotta do
well just you remember how i love you
and that i got a big bad thing for you
forever
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MY BUCKET'S GOT A HOLE IN IT

Recorded by Hank Williams, Sr.
Words and music by Clarence Williams

FIRST CHORUS
INTRO:
Yea! My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
Yea! My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
Yea! My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
I can't buy no beer.

Well I'm standin' on a corner - With a bucket in my hand
I'm waitin' for a woman - That ain't got no man.

2ND CHORUS
'Cause My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
Yea! My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
Yea! My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
I can't buy no beer.

Well, I went upon the mountain - I looked down in the sea
I seen the crabs and the fishes - Doin' the be-bop-bee.

2ND CHORUS

Well, there ain't no use - of me workin' so hard
When I got a woman - in the boss man's yard.

2ND CHORUS

Extra verse.

Well, me and my baby - we just bought a Ford
And now we sit together - on the running board.

1ST CHORUS
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Buckets of Rain
by Bob Dylan

Buckets of rain
Buckets of tears
Got all them buckets comin' out of my ears.
Buckets of moonbeams in my hand,
I got all the love, honey baby,
You can stand.

I been meek
And hard like an oak
I seen pretty people disappear like smoke.
Friends will arrive, friends will disappear,
If you want me, honey baby,
I'll be here.

Like your smile
And your fingertips
Like the way that you move your lips.
I like the cool way you look at me,
Everything about you is bringing me
Misery.

Little red wagon
Little red bike
I ain't no monkey but I know what I like.
I like the way you love me strong and slow,
I'm takin' you with me, honey baby,
When I go.

Life is sad
Life is a bust
All ya can do is do what you must.
You do what you must do and ya do it well,
I'll do it for you, honey baby,
Can't you tell?
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Copyright © 1974 Ram's Horn Music
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