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The Man Who Couldn't Cry Lyrics
There once was a man who just couldn't cry He hadn't cried for years and for years Napalmed babies and the movie love story For instance could not produce tears As a child he had cried as all children will Then at some point his tear ducts ran dry He grew to be a man, the feces hit the fan Things got bad, but he couldn't cry
His dog was run over, his wife up and left him And after that he got sacked from his job Lost his arm in the war, was laughed at by a whore Ah, but sill not a sniffle or sob
His novel was refused, his movie was panned And his big Broadway show was a flop
He got sent off to jail; you guessed it, no bail Oh, but still not a dribble or drop
In jail he was beaten, bullied and buggered And made to make license plates Water and bread was all he was fed But not once did a tear stain his face
Doctors were called in, scientists, too Theologians were last and practically least
They all agreed sure enough; this was sure no cream puff But in fact an insensitive beast
He was removed from jail and placed in a place For the insensitive and the insane He played lots of chess and made lots of friends And he wept every time it would rain
Once it rained forty days and it rained forty nights And he cried and he cried and he cried and he cried
On the forty-first day, he passed away He just dehydrated and died
Well, he went up to heaven, located his dog Not only that, but he rejoined his arm Down below, all the critics, they loot it all back Cancer robbed the whore of her charm
His ex-wife died of stretch marks, his ex-employer went broke The theologians were finally found out
Right down to the ground, that old jail house burned down The earth suffered perpetual drought
another great, doesn't take itself too seriously, cash song. both funny and touching at the same time. roll on american iv
cash covers this song, loudon wainwright III wrote it
cash covers this song, loudon wainwright III wrote it
This song flips from funny to sad on a dime. Oh, making him die of dehydration is funny/sad.
"His ex-wife died of stretch marks: is one of my favorite lines in any song, happily married though I am. Wainwright III nailed this song from beginning to end.
I always wondered why our protagonist cried every time it would rain. It may be as simple as the connection between water from the skies and from the eyes. But sometimes I think maybe the cleansing beauty of rainfall did him in, like a baptism in the night.
-Pie
I believe this song is about the life of Christ. So many euphemisms and references that parallel the life of Christ; it’s almost impossible to overlook. Like most great, deep meaning songs, this is a think piece.