The Spiritual Beauty Of Material Things

from by Rob Jungklas



The Spiritual Beauty of Material Things

Right here is seven hundred dollars
It’s all the money that I’ve got
It will buy us a farm outside of Rosedale
And a cast iron cooking pot
Curtains for the windows, flowers for the yard
You will have a Sunday dress
And life won’t be so goddamned hard

Consider this old claw hammer
Consider what it does
Driving nails through a two by four
All day long, just because

Pass the bottle
And I will sing
About the spiritual beauty of material things

This was my father’s plowshare
It’s plowed many a row
And every step was a bitter tear
I don’t count them any more
I lost my sister to Decauter Street
Lost my mother to the flood of ‘22
Lost my father to the riders
And now I’m loosing you

Pass the bottle
And I will sing
About the spiritual beauty of material things

I’m sitting here at the kitchen table with a straight razor in my hand
The possibilities give me pause

Bring me a glass of whiskey
Bring me a snow white dove
Bring me peace
Bring me darkness
Bring me back the woman that I love
I tied this ribbon around the bedpost
The night that we were wed
I took it from her long black hair
And like a fool I said


from Blackbirds, released February 5, 2017


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Rob Jungklas Memphis, Tennessee

It seems that Jung Klas a man of extremes who have emotions and soul torments rush through blood and nerves as music. Sometimes he sounds like a lost soul or like a wounded animal that wants to shake his skin. Away from him

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