33rd of August
Waylon Jennings · Six Strings Away [Bear Family] [1999]
Today there's no salvation band's packed up and gone
I'm left standing with my penny in my hand
Down at railroad station a blind man sings his song
I think he sees things I don't understand.
It's the 33rd of August
And I'm finally touching down
Eight days from Sunday
Finds me Saturday bound.
I stumbled through the darkness tumble to my knees
A thousand voices screaming in my brain
Wound up in a squad car busted down for vacancy
Outside my cell it's sure as hell looks just like rain.
It's the 33rd of August
And I'm finally touching down
Eight days from Sunday
Finds me Saturday bound.
I've put my dangerous feelings under lock and chain
Killed my violent nature with a smile
Let the demons danced and sang their songs within my fevered brain
Not all my God like thoughts were defiled.
It's the 33rd of August
And I'm finally touching down
Eight days from Sunday
Finds me Saturday bound...
33rd of August
Waylon Jennings delivers a quintessential outlaw country performance on '33rd of August,' a track that encapsulates the rugged individualism and storytelling prowess that defined his career. Recorded for the Bear Family reissue of 'Six Strings Away,' the song showcases Jennings' signature twang and vocal delivery, characteristic of the mid-to-late 1970s era when he was at the forefront of the Nashville sound's evolution. As a solo effort, it highlights his ability to craft narratives about life's challenges without relying on duets, distinguishing it from his collaborative work with Willie Nelson or other contemporaries. The recording stands as a testament to his enduring influence on the genre, capturing the essence of the road and the heartache often explored in his discography.