I like the sound but I found myself walking away, not because I didn't like what he was saying but because I'm THAT ADD and it just didn't hold my attention.
He's a cutie too. I'll try again tonight, maybe I'll be a little more focused.
I never thought of that song as being about Jesus. And I just asked my husband if he thinks it's about Jesus he said "Every song is about Jesus, you hippie!" and when I asked him to explain, he said that's what's so wonderful about the Jesus story - that there's something for everyone in it and that you can see him in any song if you want to. Then he said something about the Barnum Effect and now I have to go Google that. Damn psychology majors.
But I'm delighted you like the mixes I sent, and that this song spoke to you.
Now I'm sitting here thinking about all the songs that DEFINITELY aren't about Jesus that prove Dave's theory wrong. Example: My Humps. Definitely NOT about Jesus.
Yea I’ve come to know the wish list of my father I’ve come to know the shipwrecks where he wished I’ve come to wish aloud among the over dressed crowd Come to witness now the sinking of the ship Throwing pennies from the sea top next to it
And I’ve come to roam the forest past the village With a dozen lazy horses in my cart I’ve come here to get high, To do more than just get by. I’ve come to test the timber of my heart Oh, I’ve come to test the timber of my heart
And I’ve come to be untroubled in my seeking And I’ve come to see that nothing is for naught I’ve come to reach out blind to reach forward and behind For the more I seek the more I’m sought Yea, the more I seek the more I’m sought.
And I’ve come to meet the sheriff and his posse To offer him the broadside of my jaw I’ve come here to get broke Then maybe bum a smoke We’ll go drinking two towns over after all Oh, we’ll go drinking two towns over after all.
And I’ve come to meet the legendary takers I’ve only come to ask them for a lot Oh they say I come with less than I should rightfully posses I say the more I buy the more I’m bought And the more I’m bought the less I cost
And I’ve come to take their servants and their surplus And I’ve come to take their raincoats and their speed I’ve come to get my fill To ransack and spill I’ve come to take the harvest for the seed I’ve come to take the harvest for the seed
And I’ve come to know the manger that you sleep in I’ve come to be the stranger that you keep I’ve come from down the road And my footsteps never slowed Before we met, I knew we’d meet Before we met, I knew we’d meet
And I’ve come here to ignore your cries and heartaches I’ve come to closely listen to you sing I’ve come here to insist That I leave here with a kiss I‘ve come to say exactly what I mean and I mean so many things.
And you’ve come to know me stubborn as a butcher and you’ve come to know me thankless as a guest will you recognize my face when gods awful grace strips me of my jacket and my vest and reveals all the treasure in my chest
Left brainer here...and I never would have thought it was about Jesus until I read your post. Seriously. NEVER. I listened to the words while I watched the video & thought it was about all the reasons people go into bars to get drunk (ie, everyone has their different story).
thanks for posting the lyrics. listening made me feel weepy...just re-affirming the fact that music speaks to my soul even when my brain isn't engaged love it
g - you must see this man live (preferably in a small room). my roomie steph told me that he was her boyfriend. so, we went to see him. we've been several times now and i'm starting to wonder if that's true. either way, he's the bee's knees. i got your ticket next time. xoxo, bums
When I close my eyes I see Joe Pug performing this song, by a campfire of course, to a group of adoring Monkees.....who's with me?! : ) Musicians and songwriters of this caliber are absolute masters of their craft. So jealous. Love this, G.
Love it! Thank you for posting it Glennon. He is in Chapel Hill this weekend and doggone it - I will be at a wedding in Greensboro. Bummer. I love his voice and will be watching out for him to circle back through.
I like the sound but I found myself walking away, not because I didn't like what he was saying but because I'm THAT ADD and it just didn't hold my attention.
ReplyDeleteHe's a cutie too. I'll try again tonight, maybe I'll be a little more focused.
Left brainer here. Not sure though what I think (or feel). I do love his voice and I like the sound.
ReplyDeleteThese lyrics stuck out at me though:
For the more I seek
the more I'm sought
The more I buy
the more I'm bought
And the more I'm bought
the less I cost.
Okay girlies.
ReplyDeleteListen to it again and imagine Jesus singing it.
It's about him.
I never thought of that song as being about Jesus. And I just asked my husband if he thinks it's about Jesus he said "Every song is about Jesus, you hippie!" and when I asked him to explain, he said that's what's so wonderful about the Jesus story - that there's something for everyone in it and that you can see him in any song if you want to. Then he said something about the Barnum Effect and now I have to go Google that. Damn psychology majors.
ReplyDeleteBut I'm delighted you like the mixes I sent, and that this song spoke to you.
XO
Brooks
Now I'm sitting here thinking about all the songs that DEFINITELY aren't about Jesus that prove Dave's theory wrong. Example: My Humps. Definitely NOT about Jesus.
ReplyDeleteBrooksie - I'm familiar with the Barnum effect...but I think this one really is about Jesus.
ReplyDeletea dozen lazy horses....disciples
leave here with a kiss...judas
came here to get broke....cross
and on and on and on....
Lyrics to Hymn #101 :
ReplyDeleteYea I’ve come to know the wish list of my father
I’ve come to know the shipwrecks where he wished
I’ve come to wish aloud among the over dressed crowd
Come to witness now the sinking of the ship
Throwing pennies from the sea top next to it
And I’ve come to roam the forest past the village
With a dozen lazy horses in my cart
I’ve come here to get high,
To do more than just get by.
I’ve come to test the timber of my heart
Oh, I’ve come to test the timber of my heart
And I’ve come to be untroubled in my seeking
And I’ve come to see that nothing is for naught
I’ve come to reach out blind
to reach forward and behind
For the more I seek the more I’m sought
Yea, the more I seek the more I’m sought.
And I’ve come to meet the sheriff and his posse
To offer him the broadside of my jaw
I’ve come here to get broke
Then maybe bum a smoke
We’ll go drinking two towns over after all
Oh, we’ll go drinking two towns over after all.
And I’ve come to meet the legendary takers
I’ve only come to ask them for a lot
Oh they say I come with less
than I should rightfully posses
I say the more I buy the more I’m bought
And the more I’m bought the less I cost
And I’ve come to take their servants and their surplus
And I’ve come to take their raincoats and their speed
I’ve come to get my fill
To ransack and spill
I’ve come to take the harvest for the seed
I’ve come to take the harvest for the seed
And I’ve come to know the manger that you sleep in
I’ve come to be the stranger that you keep
I’ve come from down the road
And my footsteps never slowed
Before we met, I knew we’d meet
Before we met, I knew we’d meet
And I’ve come here to ignore your cries and heartaches
I’ve come to closely listen to you sing
I’ve come here to insist
That I leave here with a kiss
I‘ve come to say exactly what I mean
and I mean so many things.
And you’ve come to know me stubborn as a butcher
and you’ve come to know me thankless as a guest
will you recognize my face when gods awful grace
strips me of my jacket and my vest
and reveals all the treasure in my chest
And I’ve come to meet the sheriff and his posse
ReplyDeleteTo offer him the broadside of my jaw...ceaser, pontius pilate
And I’ve come to meet the legendary takers
I’ve only come to ask them for a lot...rich young ruler, matthew the tax collector
And I’ve come to know the manger that you sleep in
I’ve come to be the stranger that you keep...
Left brainer here...and I never would have thought it was about Jesus until I read your post. Seriously. NEVER. I listened to the words while I watched the video & thought it was about all the reasons people go into bars to get drunk (ie, everyone has their different story).
ReplyDeletethanks for posting the lyrics.
ReplyDeletelistening made me feel weepy...just re-affirming the fact that music speaks to my soul even when my brain isn't engaged
love it
chills. chills.
ReplyDeleteIt is about Him.
I think it is my new favorite,too. When I have time, going to forward to everyone and listen to is several times in a row..
I LOVE when I get to hear new beautiful music. Thank you, friend. Thank you, Brooks!
Molly
offer him the broad side of my jaw...turn the other cheek...
ReplyDeletethanks brooks.
g - you must see this man live (preferably in a small room). my roomie steph told me that he was her boyfriend. so, we went to see him. we've been several times now and i'm starting to wonder if that's true. either way, he's the bee's knees. i got your ticket next time. xoxo, bums
ReplyDeletebums yes yes yes please!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteOne of many reasons why Joe Pug is so cool:
ReplyDeletehttp://www.joepugmusic.com/2010/08/free-joe-pug-cds/
Get yourself some free CDs...from the man himself.
i've come to reach out blind, reach forward and behind...
ReplyDeleteaaah.
hmmm...maybe "timbre of my heart" instead of "timber of my heart"
ReplyDeletetimbre - (music) the distinctive property of a complex sound (a voice or noise or musical sound); "the timbre of her soprano was rich and lovely
rachel = genius.
I like.
ReplyDeleteWhen I close my eyes I see Joe Pug performing this song, by a campfire of course, to a group of adoring Monkees.....who's with me?! : ) Musicians and songwriters of this caliber are absolute masters of their craft. So jealous. Love this, G.
ReplyDelete:)
ReplyDeleteGuess those music lessons paid off...
I love this song. Love it. It's a Jesus song. Absolutely.
ReplyDeleteHe's in Charlottesville soon. poetry.
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ReplyDeleteLove it! Thank you for posting it Glennon. He is in Chapel Hill this weekend and doggone it - I will be at a wedding in Greensboro. Bummer. I love his voice and will be watching out for him to circle back through.
ReplyDeleteTricia
oh my goodness! joe's in cville soon.
ReplyDeletedo we have any single monkees? single monkees where are you?
one of us must marry joe pug.
Joe's my friend on FB. I am laughing at myself. :-)
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