"The Old Black Hen" as written by and Jason Molina....
Old Black Hen is that you again
Singing the Bad Luck Lullaby
Come right on in, it's midnight again
Time for the Bad Luck Lullaby
You know the one it's the same one you sung
When you wrote down the Revelations
Now sing it over the cradle of the child who's born next
Leave all the truth in so they know what comes next
Leave in the true love that they'll never find
Show how we're looking for it all of our lives
When I saw the Banner hanging over my door
I already knew who the party was for
All of my pain found a partner in that room
And the devil's tail swayed with the tune
Make that Black Record
Roll the tapes all night long
Make that Black Record
And we'll all sing along
Look down the long street
And see who's that crying
Tell them that every day I lived
I was trying to sing the Blues
The way I find them
Singing the Bad Luck Lullaby
Come right on in, it's midnight again
Time for the Bad Luck Lullaby
You know the one it's the same one you sung
When you wrote down the Revelations
Now sing it over the cradle of the child who's born next
Leave all the truth in so they know what comes next
Leave in the true love that they'll never find
Show how we're looking for it all of our lives
When I saw the Banner hanging over my door
I already knew who the party was for
All of my pain found a partner in that room
And the devil's tail swayed with the tune
Make that Black Record
Roll the tapes all night long
Make that Black Record
And we'll all sing along
Look down the long street
And see who's that crying
Tell them that every day I lived
I was trying to sing the Blues
The way I find them
Lyrics submitted by Mopnugget, edited by embassyrow
"The Old Black Hen" as written by Jason Molina
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“Come right on in, it's midnight again
time for the Bad Luck Lullaby
you know the one it's the same one you sung
when you wrote down the Revelations”
An interesting thing about this is the way the song starts off with it being time for the lullaby for the individual, Jason perhaps, but it moves on to being the same song which was sung so long ago for the writer of Revelations, who was perhaps the hen itself singing through the words of the writer. So we move from the pain of the individual to that of ancient man who foresaw the end of all creation and back to the present time where the narrator is advising the hen to sing the lullaby to the next generation “so they know what comes next.” The final turning point is where the narrative goes back to the individual who “saw the Banner hanging over” his door and “knew who the party was for-” all of his pain, the collective pain of countless generations whose worlds died with them.
The Black Record mentioned toward the end of the song would seem to be a personal embodiment of the Bad Luck Lullaby, an existential cry expressing the pain of life. In the end Jason advised the listener to look to the future, the sadness of the stranger and tell them that he was doing his best to sing the Blues the way he found them. He had created a record which embodied the Bad Luck Lullaby which he carried alone since the time of his birth and that was the best he could do.
“Look down the long street
And see who's that crying
Tell them that every day I lived
I was trying to sing the Blues
The way I find them”
Original demo, recorded in Jason's home:
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Cover from a tribute album for Jason Molina:
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Original album version with a country singer:
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