Drops From The Faucet
Nanci Griffith · Ruby's Torch [2006]
Beat on my porcelain sink a rhythm avant-garde
I page through the phone book, reach for my fountain pen
Is he comin' in for the holidays to haunt me again?
I call up the Grand central, information please
Is that nickel line on time, oh fine
And it's a hair-do with a wave
We've both forgot and forgave last time
A peddler of pots and pans down on Union Square
Said City Hall wants us off the street
There's no Christmas in the air
Some high-brows were waiting
Carnation bright lapels
Their big cars line the curbs outside those grand hotels
I passed a Marquee, Third Avenue
Ramona with Loretta Young and I swung myself around
And headed uptown to the train
So this is New Year's Eve another year has passed
We wait so patiently, still they come and go so fast
I stand on this platform wait for that basket of light
And the sound of the whistle screamin' out
Like a hot trumpet in the night
And as I'm waitin' I wonder why and where
And what went wrong
But this song don't tell no lies
It was just a quick good-bye
Drops From The Faucet
Nanci Griffith's 'Drops From The Faucet' appears on her 2006 album Ruby's Torch, a record that showcases her enduring mastery of American roots music. Throughout her extensive discography, Griffith has been celebrated for her ability to blend traditional folk sensibilities with contemporary songwriting, often exploring themes of resilience and everyday life. This track fits within a body of work that includes acclaimed albums like Flyer and The Loving Kind, where she frequently collaborates with other songwriters while maintaining her distinctive vocal style. The song reflects the intimate storytelling that has defined her career, offering listeners a glimpse into the quiet moments that often carry profound emotional weight. As part of her later recordings, it stands as a testament to her continued relevance in the folk and Americana genres.