About the song
Let’s explore the somber yet compelling world of folk music with the haunting ballad “Waiting ‘Round To Die” by the legendary Townes Van Zandt. Released in 1968 as part of his debut album “For the Sake of the Song,” this song stands as a testament to Van Zandt’s raw talent as a songwriter and troubadour of the American South.
Written by Townes Van Zandt himself, “Waiting ‘Round To Die” is a stark and introspective reflection on life’s hardships and the struggles of addiction. Its haunting melody and poignant lyrics paint a vivid picture of despair and resignation, resonating deeply with listeners who have faced their own demons.
Despite its initial lack of commercial success, “Waiting ‘Round To Die” has since gained widespread recognition as one of Van Zandt’s most iconic songs. Its raw honesty and emotional depth have earned it a place in the pantheon of folk music classics, cherished by fans and fellow musicians alike.
Over the years, “Waiting ‘Round To Die” has been covered by numerous artists, further solidifying its status as a timeless masterpiece. Its haunting refrain and evocative storytelling continue to captivate audiences, serving as a poignant reminder of the human experience and the power of music to convey our deepest emotions.
So, whether you’re a longtime fan of Townes Van Zandt or discovering his music for the first time, “Waiting ‘Round To Die” is sure to leave a lasting impression with its haunting beauty and raw authenticity.
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Lyrics
Sometimes I don’t know whereThis dirty road is taking meSometimes I can’t even see the reason whyI guess I keep a-gamblin’Lots of booze and lots of ramblin’It’s easier than just waitin’ around to dieOne time, friends, I had a maI even had a paHe beat her with a belt once ’cause she criedShe told him to take care of meHeaded down to TennesseeIt’s easier than just waitin’ around to dieI came of age and I found a girlIn a Tuscaloosa barShe cleaned me out and hit in on the slyI tried to kill the pain, bought some wineAnd hopped a trainSeemed easier than just waitin’ around to dieA friend said he knewWhere some easy money wasWe robbed a man, and brother did we flyThe posse caught up with meAnd drug me back to MuskogeeIt’s two long years I’ve been waitin’ around to dieNow I’m out of prisonI got me a friend at lastHe don’t drink or steal or cheat or lieHis name’s CodineHe’s the nicest thing I’ve seenTogether we’re gonna wait around and dieTogether we’re gonna wait around and die