121 :: It's Nobody's Fault :: A Slow Drag with "Blame It on Cain"
Description
Today’s slow drag is with “Blame It on Cain,” from “My Aim is True,” released in 1977. The songwriting is credited to Elvis Costello.
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Show Notes:
Appreciation written, produced, and narrated by Remedy Robinson, MA/MFA
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References:
Elvis Costello Wiki Resource, “Blame It on Cain” https://www.elviscostello.info/wiki/index.php?title=Blame_It_On_Cain
“Blame It on Cain” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HfHaI7rVp9g
“The Ticker’s Rise and Fall” https://www.thinkadvisor.com/2008/02/01/the-tickers-rise-and-fall/
“Shallow Grave” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RN5qkhNHEKg
“Good Luck Grin” https://stirredblog.com/2017/03/13/baldwin-bar/
Purchase “The Most Terrible Time in My Life…Ends Thursday”
Listen to the audiobook for free at: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kq7n1pN8D1Y
"Blame It on Cain" Lyrics
Once upon a time, I had a little money
Government burglars took it long
before I could mail it to you
Still, you are the only one
Now I can't let it slip away
So, if the man with the ticker tape,
tries to take it, this is what I'm gonna say
Blame it on Cain
Don't blame it on me
Oh, oh, it's nobody's fault
but we need somebody to burn
Well, if I was a saint with a silver cup
and the money got low
we could always heat it up or trade it in
then the radio to heaven will be wired to your purse
And then you can run down the waveband,
coast to coast, hand in hand
Bad to worse, curse for curse,
don't be dissatisfied
So, you're not satisfied
(Chorus)
I think I lived a little too long
on the outskirts of town
I think I'm going insane
from talking to myself for so long
Oh, but I never been acute
But when they step upon your face,
they wear that good look grin
I gotta break out one weekend if I do somebody in
But every single time I feel a little stronger
they tell me it's a crime
Well, how much longer?
(Chorus)
Blame it on Cain
Please don't blame it on me
It's nobody's fault,
but it just seems to be his turn