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# Welcome to my world... # | 1:01:01 | 1:01:05 | |
MUSIC FADES | 1:01:05 | 1:01:08 | |
CACOPHONY OF VOICES | 1:01:09 | 1:01:12 | |
GUITAR MUSIC PLAYS | 1:01:22 | 1:01:25 | |
BOY: Do you know what you're looking for? | 1:01:28 | 1:01:32 | |
Do you think this place is on a map? | 1:01:38 | 1:01:41 | |
Do they have roads you can walk down? | 1:01:47 | 1:01:50 | |
-JIM WHITE: -# I was shacked up down in Mobile with a girl from New York City | 1:01:53 | 1:01:58 | |
# She woke me up one night to tell me that we weren't alone... # | 1:02:04 | 1:02:10 | |
BOY: Will you know it when you see it? | 1:02:10 | 1:02:12 | |
# She said she saw the ghost of a woman staring at me | 1:02:15 | 1:02:21 | |
# I told her not to worry | 1:02:26 | 1:02:28 | |
# But in the morning when I woke up | 1:02:28 | 1:02:32 | |
# She was gone | 1:02:32 | 1:02:34 | |
# So I headed on to Florida where I tangled with some sailors | 1:02:38 | 1:02:44 | |
# As I lay bloodied on the wharf I cursed the ship they sailed on | 1:02:49 | 1:02:55 | |
# Wouldn't you know 24 hours later that ship sank into the ocean | 1:03:00 | 1:03:06 | |
# Disappearing like an unwanted memory beneath the waves | 1:03:11 | 1:03:19 | |
# I guess it's cos still waters run | 1:03:23 | 1:03:28 | |
# Run deep in me | 1:03:28 | 1:03:31 | |
# Cos I've this crazy way... # | 1:03:31 | 1:03:33 | |
MUSIC IS DROWNED BY ENGINES | 1:03:33 | 1:03:36 | |
-Hi. -Turn it off. | 1:03:43 | 1:03:46 | |
What's up, man? | 1:03:48 | 1:03:50 | |
# ..And I was woke up just before dawn... # | 1:03:57 | 1:04:01 | |
I've got a favour to ask you. | 1:04:01 | 1:04:03 | |
-I got some buddies of mine... -Yeah? | 1:04:04 | 1:04:07 | |
..and they kinda want to ride around the South a little bit... | 1:04:07 | 1:04:11 | |
Seems to me, if you want to come and infiltrate the South | 1:04:15 | 1:04:20 | |
and learn something important about it, | 1:04:20 | 1:04:23 | |
you're gonna need the right car. | 1:04:23 | 1:04:25 | |
You can't show up in some Land Rover or Lexus | 1:04:25 | 1:04:29 | |
and expect poor folks to talk to you, tell you what's in their heart. | 1:04:29 | 1:04:34 | |
I got this buddy, he's got a... | 1:04:34 | 1:04:36 | |
he's got a lot of cars. | 1:04:36 | 1:04:39 | |
There's one in particular I've got in mind which I think would be good for you. It's a 1970 Chevy... | 1:04:39 | 1:04:46 | |
good big engine in it. | 1:04:46 | 1:04:48 | |
Problem is...it belongs to Jimmy Tuck, and Jimmy's kinda possessive about his cars. | 1:04:48 | 1:04:53 | |
They're kinda like women to him, it's like part of his harem, like he's a sheikh. | 1:04:53 | 1:04:59 | |
-Hey, Jimmy. -Yeah? What about 100? | 1:04:59 | 1:05:02 | |
100 a day. | 1:05:02 | 1:05:04 | |
MUSIC PLAYS FAINTLY | 1:05:04 | 1:05:06 | |
# ..Providence will stoop down just to save me | 1:05:20 | 1:05:24 | |
# And it's all because still waters run | 1:05:27 | 1:05:31 | |
# Run deep in me | 1:05:32 | 1:05:34 | |
# And I've got this crazy way... # | 1:05:34 | 1:05:37 | |
See, I was dragged to the South when I was five years of age | 1:05:41 | 1:05:45 | |
from southern California. | 1:05:45 | 1:05:48 | |
And I resisted... | 1:05:48 | 1:05:50 | |
The immensity of the South, I just resisted it, | 1:05:50 | 1:05:54 | |
because it's an overpowering culture. | 1:05:54 | 1:05:57 | |
I desperately wanted to leave from the age of about 13. I just couldn't figure out how to do it. | 1:05:57 | 1:06:04 | |
See that swamp there? | 1:06:04 | 1:06:06 | |
I couldn't see the beauty in it. | 1:06:06 | 1:06:09 | |
You see, when you're growing up in this, | 1:06:09 | 1:06:13 | |
it seems like there's a blanket over the whole world. | 1:06:13 | 1:06:17 | |
It feels like... | 1:06:18 | 1:06:20 | |
like Gulliver when the Lilliputians tied him down. You feel tied down. | 1:06:20 | 1:06:25 | |
When I left the South, | 1:06:25 | 1:06:28 | |
I'd get some place like Amsterdam, Holland or Tel Aviv, Israel, | 1:06:28 | 1:06:33 | |
or some place like that, and suddenly it'd smell like the South. | 1:06:33 | 1:06:38 | |
Someone would say something or I'd see a tree... | 1:06:38 | 1:06:41 | |
or some gentle moment would sneak up on me | 1:06:41 | 1:06:45 | |
and I would remember... the value of what I couldn't find when I was here. | 1:06:45 | 1:06:51 | |
Until you've walked away from it, you can't see it. | 1:06:51 | 1:06:55 | |
I decided to come back to the South and...become a Southerner... | 1:06:55 | 1:07:01 | |
as best I can. I will never BE a Southerner. | 1:07:01 | 1:07:05 | |
I'll be...an imitation of a Southerner. But, in a way, | 1:07:05 | 1:07:09 | |
I feel like that brings me closer to God, cos I've chosen... | 1:07:09 | 1:07:14 | |
It's almost like a form of divinity. I've chosen my divinity rather than my divinity choosing me. | 1:07:16 | 1:07:22 | |
Man, they've got some good garbage here. | 1:07:23 | 1:07:28 | |
They've got some good stuff. | 1:07:29 | 1:07:31 | |
They've got corrugated tin sitting on the side of the road, used carpet... | 1:07:31 | 1:07:37 | |
Some fine lumber in there... Good Lord, that's a big old bookcase! | 1:07:38 | 1:07:43 | |
That's my kind of road. | 1:07:45 | 1:07:48 | |
A junkyard road. | 1:07:48 | 1:07:50 | |
CAT POWER SINGS "Cross Bones Style" | 1:07:50 | 1:07:53 | |
# Child, come and rescue me | 1:07:54 | 1:07:58 | |
# Cos you have seen | 1:07:59 | 1:08:03 | |
# Some unbelievable things... # | 1:08:03 | 1:08:09 | |
Don't need no guns. | 1:08:27 | 1:08:30 | |
HE CHUCKLES | 1:08:30 | 1:08:33 | |
How much are you asking for it? | 1:08:34 | 1:08:37 | |
500. MORE LAUGHTER | 1:08:37 | 1:08:41 | |
I'll give you 60 for it. | 1:08:41 | 1:08:43 | |
-65. -All right. | 1:08:43 | 1:08:46 | |
All right. You gotta help me put it in the trunk, though. | 1:08:46 | 1:08:50 | |
-All right. -It's not heavy, is it? -Yes. | 1:08:50 | 1:08:54 | |
# ..You have seen some unbelievable things... # | 1:08:54 | 1:09:00 | |
GUITAR PLAYS: "Murder" by Johnny Dowd | 1:09:05 | 1:09:08 | |
# There's been a murder here today | 1:09:24 | 1:09:27 | |
# The blood stains are on the walls | 1:09:27 | 1:09:31 | |
# There's been a murder here today | 1:09:33 | 1:09:35 | |
# Blood stains on the walls | 1:09:35 | 1:09:39 | |
# There's a body in a bedroom | 1:09:41 | 1:09:44 | |
# And another one in the hall | 1:09:44 | 1:09:48 | |
# I said, "Murder" | 1:09:49 | 1:09:52 | |
# I said, "Murder" | 1:09:53 | 1:09:55 | |
# I said, "Murder"... # | 1:09:57 | 1:09:59 | |
So, we were riding fast, night time, we were high as hell. | 1:10:17 | 1:10:22 | |
Earl was riding on the hood with a hatchet in his hand in case he saw the warlocks... | 1:10:22 | 1:10:28 | |
and a tree was coming up with a low overhang. | 1:10:28 | 1:10:32 | |
He swung that axe at the limb, a big live oak limb, | 1:10:33 | 1:10:37 | |
and the axe hung and Earl just disappeared off the hood. | 1:10:37 | 1:10:42 | |
We were going 30mph when he did it. | 1:10:42 | 1:10:45 | |
It looked like the warlocks got him! | 1:10:45 | 1:10:48 | |
It turns out he was so high and so drunk that he'd held onto the axe handle and it pulled him off | 1:10:48 | 1:10:55 | |
and he was laying in the middle of the road laughing like hell. | 1:10:55 | 1:11:00 | |
Most people it would kill, but he was one of them tough, insane Louisiana people. | 1:11:00 | 1:11:05 | |
I guess he's either dead or in prison now. | 1:11:05 | 1:11:10 | |
Probably grew up in a nice little house like that there, | 1:11:10 | 1:11:15 | |
broke his mama's heart. | 1:11:15 | 1:11:17 | |
# Oh, alone I took to drinking | 1:11:20 | 1:11:24 | |
# Bottles of cheap whiskey | 1:11:27 | 1:11:31 | |
# And staggering through the backwoods | 1:11:31 | 1:11:34 | |
# Killing snakes with a sharpened stick... # | 1:11:34 | 1:11:37 | |
Everybody will tell you the South's not a place, it's a state of mind. I think the South is an atmosphere. | 1:11:37 | 1:11:43 | |
# ..Every creature casts a shadow | 1:11:43 | 1:11:47 | |
# Under the sun's golden finger... # | 1:11:47 | 1:11:52 | |
I used to live in New York City | 1:11:52 | 1:11:54 | |
and I'd ride my bike over that damn Brooklyn bridge every day. | 1:11:54 | 1:12:00 | |
There was a white line on it | 1:12:00 | 1:12:02 | |
and I used to try and get my bike to sit right on the white line, | 1:12:02 | 1:12:07 | |
going at 40mph, I'd try to get my bike on the white line, the tyre to touch it. | 1:12:07 | 1:12:13 | |
And I noticed that, if I looked down directly at my tyre, | 1:12:13 | 1:12:18 | |
I could never keep it on the line. | 1:12:18 | 1:12:20 | |
But if I looked up and sort of glazed my view of things, | 1:12:20 | 1:12:25 | |
I could keep it on the white line. | 1:12:25 | 1:12:27 | |
It was peculiar. I reckon, if you look directly at something, | 1:12:27 | 1:12:32 | |
it's... | 1:12:32 | 1:12:34 | |
inapprehendible. | 1:12:34 | 1:12:37 | |
Sometimes you've got to look away | 1:12:37 | 1:12:39 | |
before you can...achieve something. | 1:12:39 | 1:12:43 | |
You don't see the South when you ride along the interstate. | 1:12:43 | 1:12:47 | |
You pull off and there's Cracker Barrel Oil or Dillard's or whatever. | 1:12:47 | 1:12:52 | |
But you go five or ten miles off the interstate | 1:12:52 | 1:12:56 | |
and you get to the South as it was 50 years ago or 100 years ago. | 1:12:56 | 1:13:01 | |
You can't do that in many places. | 1:13:01 | 1:13:04 | |
# ..Every creature casts a shadow | 1:13:04 | 1:13:09 | |
# Under the sun's golden finger | 1:13:09 | 1:13:15 | |
# But when the sun sinks past the waving grass | 1:13:15 | 1:13:20 | |
# Some shadows are dragged along. # | 1:13:20 | 1:13:26 | |
# Christ in the cradle It's a wintry day | 1:13:28 | 1:13:33 | |
# Walking to church in the pouring rain | 1:13:34 | 1:13:39 | |
# I've got the heirs of Eve and the mark of Cain | 1:13:39 | 1:13:44 | |
# But I can't get free of this being born stain. # | 1:13:44 | 1:13:49 | |
See, when I was a boy, | 1:14:01 | 1:14:04 | |
a Sears Roebuck catalogue, | 1:14:04 | 1:14:06 | |
a great thick thing, came to everybody's mailbox in the South. | 1:14:06 | 1:14:11 | |
The first thing that struck us was everybody in the Sears Roebuck catalogue was perfect. | 1:14:11 | 1:14:17 | |
There weren't any bald heads. Everybody had all their fingers. | 1:14:17 | 1:14:22 | |
Nobody had any open and running sores on their bodies. | 1:14:22 | 1:14:26 | |
But everybody we knew had a finger missing | 1:14:26 | 1:14:30 | |
or one eye put out from a staple glancing off a post. | 1:14:30 | 1:14:34 | |
In other words, in our world, everybody was maimed and mutilated, | 1:14:35 | 1:14:39 | |
whereas everybody in a Sears Roebuck catalogue world was perfect. | 1:14:39 | 1:14:44 | |
And so, we started to tell stories about the people, give 'em names, said where they was from. | 1:14:44 | 1:14:51 | |
We'd turn over and see this young girl standing in a spring frock | 1:14:51 | 1:14:55 | |
and say, "See this girl here? She is the daughter of him standing here..." | 1:14:55 | 1:15:00 | |
We'd turn about 40 pages back. "Him standing with his shotgun, that's her daddy. | 1:15:00 | 1:15:06 | |
"You know how come he's looking kinda startled there like that? | 1:15:06 | 1:15:11 | |
"It's because this fella over here in this green suit with the sharp creases in it, | 1:15:11 | 1:15:18 | |
"he's seeing that girl, his daughter, and he's doing her wrong, being nasty. | 1:15:18 | 1:15:24 | |
"And he's gonna fix that fella, he's gonna fix him good. Probably gonna kill him." | 1:15:24 | 1:15:30 | |
And before it was over, we had everybody related, fighting, feuding and the rest of it. | 1:15:30 | 1:15:36 | |
BANJO PLAYS # I'm just a poor wayfaring stranger | 1:15:36 | 1:15:42 | |
# Travelling through this world of woe | 1:15:42 | 1:15:46 | |
# Ain't no sickness, toil or danger | 1:15:46 | 1:15:50 | |
# In that bright land to which I go | 1:15:50 | 1:15:53 | |
# I'm going there to see my father | 1:15:53 | 1:15:58 | |
# Said he'd meet me when I come | 1:15:58 | 1:16:02 | |
# I'm only going over Jordan | 1:16:02 | 1:16:06 | |
# I'm only going over home... # | 1:16:06 | 1:16:10 | |
# I know dark clouds are gonna gather round me | 1:16:23 | 1:16:27 | |
# I know my way be rough and steep | 1:16:27 | 1:16:31 | |
# Yet beautiful fields lie just before me | 1:16:31 | 1:16:36 | |
# Where God's redeemed their vigils keep | 1:16:36 | 1:16:40 | |
# I'm going there to see my loved ones | 1:16:40 | 1:16:45 | |
# They've gone before me one by one | 1:16:45 | 1:16:49 | |
# I'm only going over Jordan | 1:16:49 | 1:16:53 | |
# I'm only going over home... # | 1:16:53 | 1:16:57 | |
My ma let my brother, who's older than I am, | 1:17:11 | 1:17:16 | |
and my cousins, catch some birds and keep 'em in the house, in a little room. | 1:17:16 | 1:17:22 | |
One night, Annie, as she sat in that rocker, she hasn't said anything. | 1:17:22 | 1:17:27 | |
It's too quiet, too still, hearing them trees and that wind, and her being quiet and I said, "What is it?" | 1:17:27 | 1:17:33 | |
She said nothing. I said, "What is it, Annie?" She said, "Them birds." | 1:17:33 | 1:17:38 | |
I said, "What about them birds?" | 1:17:38 | 1:17:41 | |
She said, "Them birds. You don't know it, young 'un, but a bird can spit." | 1:17:41 | 1:17:47 | |
I said, "What?" She said, "He can spit, open his mouth and spit. | 1:17:47 | 1:17:51 | |
"You got your mouth open and it goes in there, you're dead, young 'un." | 1:17:51 | 1:17:56 | |
I said, "Why would he wanna do that?" "He usually don't. | 1:17:56 | 1:18:01 | |
"But usually he ain't in nobody's house locked up neither. | 1:18:01 | 1:18:05 | |
"You need to let them birds go before they spit in your mouth." | 1:18:06 | 1:18:10 | |
On one level, this is just saying get the birds out of the house. | 1:18:10 | 1:18:15 | |
On another level, she's telling you there's a right way to do things and there's a wrong way to do things. | 1:18:15 | 1:18:21 | |
Everything had a right way and a wrong way. | 1:18:21 | 1:18:26 | |
HE PLAYS BANJO | 1:18:26 | 1:18:28 | |
Sorry to interrupt you, but will you play me a song? | 1:18:30 | 1:18:35 | |
OK, let me think here. | 1:18:35 | 1:18:37 | |
What kind of painting's on there? | 1:18:39 | 1:18:41 | |
One's just a horseshoe there. | 1:18:41 | 1:18:44 | |
And...a cross in the middle. | 1:18:44 | 1:18:47 | |
Basically this is just a symbol for this being a work instrument for... | 1:18:49 | 1:18:54 | |
for God. | 1:18:54 | 1:18:56 | |
# The chill of Coffeeville | 1:19:01 | 1:19:03 | |
# She's in those hills still | 1:19:03 | 1:19:06 | |
# Kindness of her face so white | 1:19:06 | 1:19:09 | |
# The chill of Coffeeville | 1:19:09 | 1:19:11 | |
# Lord, pray it be your will | 1:19:11 | 1:19:14 | |
# That she dwell in your house tonight... # | 1:19:14 | 1:19:19 | |
# Cottonmouth, quick cross the water | 1:19:27 | 1:19:31 | |
# She gave me her hand Phyllis Ann | 1:19:31 | 1:19:34 | |
# Cottonmouth, quick cross the water... # | 1:19:34 | 1:19:38 | |
HARRY CREWS: She would cook a possum in the oven, | 1:19:38 | 1:19:43 | |
showed us how to butcher one - when the offal, the guts and stuff come out, you got rid of that. | 1:19:43 | 1:19:49 | |
You didn't get rid of the brain. The head was a delicacy. She took out its little eyes. | 1:19:49 | 1:19:55 | |
You... You...dug your hole and you put the guts and the blood and mess down in there. | 1:19:55 | 1:20:02 | |
And the teeth. | 1:20:02 | 1:20:04 | |
Then the eyes. But the eyes, bless God, would have to be pointing down | 1:20:04 | 1:20:09 | |
so that if he woke up - and he would - | 1:20:09 | 1:20:12 | |
and come looking for you who killed him - and he would - | 1:20:12 | 1:20:17 | |
and him being a meat-eating carnivore, he'd come looking for you and find you. | 1:20:17 | 1:20:22 | |
But if you put the eyes down and he woke up down there in the dirt, | 1:20:22 | 1:20:27 | |
he'd start digging, cos they're digging animals. | 1:20:27 | 1:20:31 | |
Well, when he woke up, he'd start digging but he's pointed the wrong way, unbeknowns to him. | 1:20:31 | 1:20:37 | |
So he'd dig right on down and you're safe, | 1:20:37 | 1:20:41 | |
cos he's gonna hit some little Chinaboy down on the other side of the earth, but not you! | 1:20:41 | 1:20:47 | |
You're safe. Things like that kept you safe. | 1:20:47 | 1:20:52 | |
The truth of the matter was | 1:20:53 | 1:20:56 | |
stories was everything and everything was stories. | 1:20:56 | 1:21:00 | |
Everybody told stories. It was a way of saying who they were in the world. | 1:21:00 | 1:21:05 | |
It was their understanding of themselves. | 1:21:05 | 1:21:09 | |
It was letting themselves know how they believed the world worked - | 1:21:09 | 1:21:14 | |
the right way and the way that was not so right. | 1:21:14 | 1:21:18 | |
# Sunday I am young and wild Monday I am lame | 1:21:18 | 1:21:22 | |
# Tuesday I start twitching Wednesday I'm insane | 1:21:24 | 1:21:28 | |
# Thursday I lay dying Friday I'm quite dead | 1:21:31 | 1:21:35 | |
# Saturday I'm carried away by things better left unsaid | 1:21:37 | 1:21:41 | |
# But heaven ain't no place, brother | 1:21:43 | 1:21:45 | |
# Love ain't no word, sister | 1:21:45 | 1:21:48 | |
# And prison ain't no building made of iron bars and stone | 1:21:48 | 1:21:52 | |
# You can seek the rhyme and reason | 1:21:53 | 1:21:55 | |
# But in the realm of the unknown | 1:21:55 | 1:21:58 | |
# You won't catch no true reflections in that "Alabama Chrome"... # | 1:21:58 | 1:22:04 | |
Can't buy a new car. Yours is all rusty. | 1:22:04 | 1:22:08 | |
You cover it up with some duct tape. That's why they call it Alabama Chrome. | 1:22:08 | 1:22:13 | |
Welcome to Smalltown in the South. | 1:22:18 | 1:22:20 | |
You come pulling into town, | 1:22:21 | 1:22:23 | |
you see all the strip joints, cut and shoot bars. | 1:22:23 | 1:22:28 | |
Then you work your way into the respectable realm of... | 1:22:28 | 1:22:32 | |
..churches and main-street businesses. | 1:22:34 | 1:22:38 | |
It's a kind of crucible - the haves and the have-nots. | 1:22:38 | 1:22:42 | |
The have-nots are round the edges... | 1:22:42 | 1:22:44 | |
and they bury their powerlessness... | 1:22:44 | 1:22:47 | |
..in sort of the ritual of... | 1:22:50 | 1:22:52 | |
sin. | 1:22:52 | 1:22:55 | |
Hello! I love the small town. It's not even half a mile across the whole town. Very small. | 1:22:55 | 1:23:02 | |
Over here we have the church... | 1:23:02 | 1:23:05 | |
Over here we have the truck stop. Over here a jump joint. | 1:23:05 | 1:23:10 | |
And behind me we have a prison. A typical Southern town. | 1:23:10 | 1:23:13 | |
Whatever you grow up in, if there's generations upon generations that have grown up in that before you, | 1:23:13 | 1:23:19 | |
it gets in your blood. I had a cat one time that had never been out of the house. | 1:23:19 | 1:23:25 | |
I was watching a TV show and there was a chicken on the TV. | 1:23:26 | 1:23:31 | |
This cat had never seen a chicken. | 1:23:31 | 1:23:34 | |
But the chicken came on the TV and my cat... | 1:23:34 | 1:23:38 | |
instinctually went into a stalk mode. He just looked at it. | 1:23:38 | 1:23:43 | |
He'd never seen a chicken and he wanted to kill that thing. | 1:23:43 | 1:23:47 | |
It was in his blood to kill that chicken. In a small town like this, | 1:23:47 | 1:23:52 | |
it's in your blood - you gotta either choose Jesus or choose hell. | 1:23:52 | 1:23:57 | |
You've got your choice. And there's not a whole lot in-between. | 1:23:57 | 1:24:02 | |
I guess if you've got your choice between grief and nothing, | 1:24:02 | 1:24:07 | |
you'll take grief. You know you're alive when you're sad. | 1:24:07 | 1:24:12 | |
Otherwise, how do you know you're alive? | 1:24:14 | 1:24:18 | |
Did you see how short that town was? We ran out of town. | 1:24:19 | 1:24:23 | |
# I came into town | 1:24:26 | 1:24:29 | |
# I was looking for a job | 1:24:29 | 1:24:35 | |
# I couldn't find nothing | 1:24:36 | 1:24:39 | |
# I started looking | 1:24:39 | 1:24:43 | |
# For someone to rob | 1:24:43 | 1:24:49 | |
# I took out my ski mask | 1:24:56 | 1:25:00 | |
# And I put it over my face | 1:25:00 | 1:25:05 | |
# Walked into the feed store | 1:25:08 | 1:25:10 | |
# And I robbed everyone in the place... # | 1:25:11 | 1:25:17 | |
-WOMAN SINGS: -# First there was a funeral | 1:25:17 | 1:25:22 | |
# And then there was a trial | 1:25:22 | 1:25:27 | |
# They hung me in a courtyard there | 1:25:29 | 1:25:33 | |
# And let me hang up there a while | 1:25:34 | 1:25:42 | |
# Let me hang up there a while... # | 1:25:45 | 1:25:52 | |
# I bought a new shirt | 1:26:01 | 1:26:04 | |
# So soft to touch | 1:26:06 | 1:26:09 | |
# And a new pair of beetle boots | 1:26:11 | 1:26:16 | |
# Hope I didn't pay too much... # | 1:26:16 | 1:26:24 | |
-What have you been doing? -Killing time. | 1:26:29 | 1:26:33 | |
It won't die. | 1:26:33 | 1:26:35 | |
Did I tell you about this buddy of mine? | 1:26:37 | 1:26:41 | |
-Who's that? -You don't know him. | 1:26:41 | 1:26:45 | |
He was in an accident. | 1:26:45 | 1:26:47 | |
A bad traffic accident. | 1:26:47 | 1:26:50 | |
He was with his wife... having sex while they were driving. | 1:26:54 | 1:26:59 | |
-I guess he... -And he lost control of the vehicle. Wow! | 1:27:00 | 1:27:04 | |
-The car rolled over, he wasn't hurt, | 1:27:06 | 1:27:08 | |
but she was thrown from the vehicle and had a spinal injury. | 1:27:08 | 1:27:13 | |
Now she's in a coma, probably will never get out of it. | 1:27:14 | 1:27:20 | |
Now he's so completely ate up with guilt, | 1:27:20 | 1:27:24 | |
he spends all his time at the hospital, lost his job... | 1:27:24 | 1:27:28 | |
# My eyes got heavy | 1:27:30 | 1:27:33 | |
# I fell asleep | 1:27:35 | 1:27:38 | |
# Usher came by and said | 1:27:41 | 1:27:45 | |
# "Get out of here, you creep." # | 1:27:45 | 1:27:53 | |
His whole...thing now to justify his existence | 1:27:53 | 1:27:57 | |
is that he'll never touch another woman. | 1:27:57 | 1:28:01 | |
He feels like that... | 1:28:01 | 1:28:04 | |
to make amends...for what happened. | 1:28:04 | 1:28:08 | |
Like he says, it's not a sacrifice he's making. | 1:28:08 | 1:28:13 | |
It's a religious thing, a penance. | 1:28:14 | 1:28:16 | |
-An act of love. -It's an act of love, exactly. Exactly. | 1:28:16 | 1:28:22 | |
How long has she been in a coma? | 1:28:22 | 1:28:25 | |
-Seven years. -Oh. | 1:28:26 | 1:28:29 | |
# ..Then there was a trial | 1:28:29 | 1:28:32 | |
# Hung me in a courtyard there | 1:28:33 | 1:28:37 | |
# Let me hang up there a while | 1:28:38 | 1:28:45 | |
# Let me hang up there a while. # | 1:28:48 | 1:28:57 | |
One Saturday afternoon, this man came in and asked me if I could cash his cheque. I told him I couldn't. | 1:29:08 | 1:29:14 | |
So he went down the street and got a couple of cans of beer and got his cheque cashed. | 1:29:15 | 1:29:21 | |
He got back along, about the door... and I saw this white man come up behind him and give him a prod, | 1:29:21 | 1:29:28 | |
took both feet and kicked him in the back and he went down in the gutter. | 1:29:28 | 1:29:33 | |
This old man came out of his coat with a butcher knife. | 1:29:33 | 1:29:38 | |
He took that butcher knife and just punched the guy in his stomach, all the way through him. | 1:29:38 | 1:29:43 | |
When he did that, this other guy reached in his pocket and got HIS knife out | 1:29:43 | 1:29:49 | |
and they were laying in the gutter fighting. | 1:29:49 | 1:29:53 | |
The police happened to come by and they took them to jail. | 1:29:53 | 1:29:58 | |
You know, it's the bad, the bad's more exciting. | 1:30:00 | 1:30:04 | |
Doing bad's exciting, you know? That's... | 1:30:04 | 1:30:08 | |
Getting in trouble, that was the outlaw-type ways, you know. | 1:30:08 | 1:30:12 | |
I listened to outlaw music and stuff like that | 1:30:13 | 1:30:17 | |
and that's just...that was really what I wanted to be, in a way. | 1:30:17 | 1:30:22 | |
-It started a long time ago. | 1:30:22 | 1:30:25 | |
I was smoking weed and drinking... | 1:30:25 | 1:30:28 | |
and one day one of my friends came down to Georgia, | 1:30:28 | 1:30:32 | |
and he had had it and asked me if I wanted to try it. I did and I liked it | 1:30:32 | 1:30:38 | |
and I just kept on, kept on and... | 1:30:38 | 1:30:40 | |
couldn't get enough of it in the end. | 1:30:40 | 1:30:43 | |
I attempted to break into a bar in... | 1:30:44 | 1:30:48 | |
Christmas Eve 2000. | 1:30:48 | 1:30:51 | |
They gave me seven years flat. | 1:30:51 | 1:30:54 | |
I had a good family, well-respected people and... | 1:30:54 | 1:30:58 | |
I would get in trouble, they would get me out of trouble... | 1:30:58 | 1:31:03 | |
until it didn't matter if I got in trouble or not - they were gonna get me out. | 1:31:03 | 1:31:08 | |
Then finally they couldn't get me out and now here I am. | 1:31:08 | 1:31:12 | |
I broke in a house... | 1:31:12 | 1:31:15 | |
down at home... | 1:31:15 | 1:31:17 | |
Uh... | 1:31:17 | 1:31:19 | |
I got convicted on that | 1:31:19 | 1:31:22 | |
and I had a parole violation... | 1:31:22 | 1:31:25 | |
..and here I am. | 1:31:27 | 1:31:29 | |
It was, like, eleven. We was drinking and smoking pot, | 1:31:30 | 1:31:35 | |
cos that was the only excitement going on. | 1:31:35 | 1:31:39 | |
I just kept on drinking and kept on... | 1:31:39 | 1:31:43 | |
I got into drugs and heavier drugs and... | 1:31:43 | 1:31:47 | |
I started doing cocaine and ecstasy and meth, you know, and... | 1:31:47 | 1:31:52 | |
That's about the only excitement around here, you know. | 1:31:52 | 1:31:56 | |
Armed robbery. | 1:31:56 | 1:31:58 | |
Boring, really. | 1:32:00 | 1:32:02 | |
There ain't nothing to do. | 1:32:03 | 1:32:06 | |
Trouble. Get into trouble, that's it. | 1:32:06 | 1:32:09 | |
I do this just to kinda keep my mind off of the... | 1:32:09 | 1:32:13 | |
..predicament I've gotten myself into. | 1:32:14 | 1:32:17 | |
Selling crystal meths and stolen property. | 1:32:17 | 1:32:21 | |
That's about it. | 1:32:24 | 1:32:26 | |
Tell them how you got caught. | 1:32:26 | 1:32:29 | |
-No. I just... | 1:32:29 | 1:32:31 | |
-I could handle some of that. -You sure would. | 1:32:31 | 1:32:35 | |
You sure would. | 1:32:35 | 1:32:38 | |
I don't know... Just... | 1:32:40 | 1:32:42 | |
I... | 1:32:43 | 1:32:45 | |
I don't really want to talk about it. | 1:32:46 | 1:32:49 | |
I guess my family is what got me started. I just... | 1:32:49 | 1:32:53 | |
I remember growing up, never going to church or nothing, my family party, party. | 1:32:53 | 1:32:59 | |
Then when I got about 13, old enough to think I was big enough, they find God! | 1:32:59 | 1:33:04 | |
I just couldn't turn over after living that long the way I'd lived. | 1:33:05 | 1:33:10 | |
Hell, they wanted to do right then and I didn't see no point in it. | 1:33:10 | 1:33:15 | |
I remember when I was a kid, you used to just dive into the river and didn't care what was out there. | 1:33:15 | 1:33:21 | |
But as you grow up and become an adult, you fear those things. | 1:33:21 | 1:33:26 | |
But as a kid, you don't. It's just part of growing up. | 1:33:26 | 1:33:30 | |
I grew up, I was a Pentecost. | 1:33:35 | 1:33:37 | |
When I went to church. And it was a really hard church, real strict. | 1:33:37 | 1:33:42 | |
And... | 1:33:42 | 1:33:44 | |
It taught me you had to speak in tongues. Well, when I went to church I never did speak in tongues. | 1:33:45 | 1:33:51 | |
They didn't teach... There was no middle ground. | 1:33:51 | 1:33:55 | |
You was either...in church or you was in the bars. | 1:33:56 | 1:34:00 | |
It was one way or the other. There was no middle ground. | 1:34:00 | 1:34:04 | |
Hell, I worked doing roofing, you know. | 1:34:04 | 1:34:08 | |
..I ain't in. ..I made $300 a week. | 1:34:08 | 1:34:11 | |
Yet I could sell crystal meths and make $5,000 a week. | 1:34:11 | 1:34:15 | |
I didn't have to bust my ass at all. | 1:34:15 | 1:34:18 | |
Just...just last time, it caught up with me. | 1:34:18 | 1:34:22 | |
I got locked up in 1989. | 1:34:22 | 1:34:24 | |
They gave me 120 years for five cell charges - they gave me 20 years a-piece. | 1:34:24 | 1:34:30 | |
They got child molesters - they slap him on the hand, give him six months. | 1:34:30 | 1:34:35 | |
I sell a little dope and you want to throw me away for ever. | 1:34:35 | 1:34:40 | |
My mama's died since I've been in. My daddy. I've lost my kids. I had to give them away to adoption. | 1:34:40 | 1:34:46 | |
I don't know how to explain my life. It's just so messed up. | 1:34:46 | 1:34:49 | |
'When life doesn't have a lot of pleasures to offer you, you gotta do something.' | 1:34:53 | 1:34:59 | |
It's like a buddy of mine. He said, "Let's do something, even if it's something wrong." | 1:34:59 | 1:35:05 | |
Every town needs a bad guy, somebody who can take the heat. | 1:35:06 | 1:35:11 | |
They don't like me. | 1:35:11 | 1:35:13 | |
They think I'm a little crazy. | 1:35:13 | 1:35:16 | |
You know, just... | 1:35:16 | 1:35:19 | |
I'd drink, party and raise hell on Saturday nights... | 1:35:25 | 1:35:29 | |
get up on Sunday morning, go to church, try talking to a good man. | 1:35:29 | 1:35:33 | |
They act like they don't do bad things. | 1:35:33 | 1:35:36 | |
All of 'em's bad in one way or another. | 1:35:37 | 1:35:40 | |
# Cold, cold, cold As the cold wind blows | 1:35:55 | 1:36:00 | |
# I was halfway there one frozen dawn | 1:36:03 | 1:36:07 | |
# When she appeared at the side of the road | 1:36:09 | 1:36:14 | |
# A woman weeping in the frozen snow | 1:36:14 | 1:36:20 | |
# Her black hair flying across the empty road | 1:36:21 | 1:36:27 | |
# Cold, cold, cold As the cold wind blows | 1:36:27 | 1:36:33 | |
# I pulled to the shoulder and she fell to the snow... # | 1:36:35 | 1:36:40 | |
A Pentecostal town like this... | 1:36:40 | 1:36:43 | |
..Saturday night comes, you gotta decide who you are, what you're gonna do. | 1:36:44 | 1:36:50 | |
When you're poor... | 1:36:50 | 1:36:52 | |
..and you've got very little resources, | 1:36:55 | 1:36:59 | |
you can't live up to God's expectations. It hurts too much. | 1:36:59 | 1:37:04 | |
You're waiting for that promise of heaven, and it never comes. | 1:37:04 | 1:37:09 | |
Pretty soon you think, "I'm just gonna take what I can get." | 1:37:09 | 1:37:14 | |
# ..And she called my name in the swirlin' snow | 1:37:14 | 1:37:20 | |
# And I turned to run back to my car | 1:37:20 | 1:37:25 | |
# There was nothing waiting but her frozen arms | 1:37:27 | 1:37:33 | |
# Cold, cold, cold As the cold wind blows. # | 1:37:33 | 1:37:40 | |
I'm gonna get outta here. | 1:37:40 | 1:37:42 | |
I got no real use for a place like this. | 1:37:42 | 1:37:46 | |
Y'all might wanna go inside and see what they have to offer. It might be educational for you. | 1:37:46 | 1:37:52 | |
-Johnny, I'm heading out. You want a ride? -I don't think so. OK. | 1:37:52 | 1:37:58 | |
-This is your bar? -Mine and my husband's... | 1:38:01 | 1:38:05 | |
What you got here is your basic, Deep South, cut and shoot bar. | 1:38:05 | 1:38:09 | |
To me, I look at it as a thing of great beauty. | 1:38:09 | 1:38:13 | |
It's a representation of the humanity, for all its good and bad, that lives there. | 1:38:13 | 1:38:19 | |
It's real. It's a real place. | 1:38:19 | 1:38:22 | |
To those people inside there, they don't know it's a real place. | 1:38:22 | 1:38:26 | |
That's just the place they go. | 1:38:27 | 1:38:29 | |
'Slim's has been here for ever.' | 1:38:33 | 1:38:35 | |
I've known Slim's since I was a little kid. | 1:38:35 | 1:38:38 | |
-All you gotta do, baby, is come down and save 'em. -You're not sinners. | 1:38:38 | 1:38:44 | |
You're just having a good time. | 1:38:44 | 1:38:46 | |
Let's go to confession Sunday morning and be saved(!) | 1:38:46 | 1:38:51 | |
Look, I'm a backslider. | 1:38:51 | 1:38:55 | |
I'll tell you... this is rock and roll. | 1:38:55 | 1:38:59 | |
I was rock and roll when I was born. I'm rock and roll now. | 1:38:59 | 1:39:04 | |
There's not a lot to do here. | 1:39:16 | 1:39:19 | |
But you can invite people like this to become your friends, so you can buy friends. | 1:39:19 | 1:39:26 | |
The Bible says, when you backslide you must start your first works over. | 1:39:26 | 1:39:30 | |
MUSIC PLAYS, PEOPLE SHOUT | 1:39:38 | 1:39:41 | |
You love Jesus and you're for real, you shall be saved. That's what the Bible says. | 1:39:45 | 1:39:50 | |
The devil cannot read your mind. | 1:39:50 | 1:39:52 | |
A town like this is like a pressure cooker...like a...like a vice. | 1:39:53 | 1:39:59 | |
People in the main, they just get squeezed down and flattened out. | 1:40:00 | 1:40:05 | |
Like this, they get squeezed down. | 1:40:05 | 1:40:08 | |
End of the cone, what's around the edges there, this part right here... | 1:40:10 | 1:40:15 | |
..that's your criminal element. | 1:40:21 | 1:40:23 | |
There's your religious fanatics. | 1:40:25 | 1:40:27 | |
That right here, that's the artists. | 1:40:27 | 1:40:30 | |
They don't fit in the cone. | 1:40:32 | 1:40:35 | |
They gotta find some other way to express themselves or they get eaten like I ate that. I'm the small town! | 1:40:35 | 1:40:41 | |
You take Jesus into your heart, you're going to heaven. | 1:40:43 | 1:40:48 | |
You've just got to repent, ask God to forgive you. | 1:40:48 | 1:40:52 | |
Sex in the South is the best. | 1:40:52 | 1:40:55 | |
We're family. | 1:41:04 | 1:41:07 | |
It's not drinking, it's not drugs. | 1:41:07 | 1:41:09 | |
It's family. | 1:41:09 | 1:41:12 | |
-Don't know when to say no. -But God gave you enough sense not to jump in front of a 18-wheeler. | 1:41:12 | 1:41:18 | |
Don't ever get the wrong idea about little bars on the side of the road. | 1:41:22 | 1:41:28 | |
You can meet some of the best people. | 1:41:28 | 1:41:31 | |
-That's when I earned my... -But God didn't have no... | 1:41:31 | 1:41:37 | |
Best of five. Best of five. | 1:41:37 | 1:41:40 | |
There's a great tradition emerging from a clash with the sacred and the secular. | 1:42:11 | 1:42:17 | |
The devil's alive in the South. Without the devil, what's God? Nothing. You need both. | 1:42:17 | 1:42:23 | |
-You need something dark, ghosts... you need evil before good makes any sense. -Yeah. You need some sin. | 1:42:23 | 1:42:29 | |
Those people like Jerry Lee Lewis, Johnny Cash, they could have been priests or killers. | 1:42:30 | 1:42:36 | |
The amount of blood, the bloodthirstiness of so many of the songs... | 1:42:36 | 1:42:40 | |
It's just oral tradition in poverty. | 1:42:40 | 1:42:43 | |
But what is it about Southern music and Southern religion that has a lot of blood and violent images to it? | 1:42:43 | 1:42:49 | |
-It's very sensual. -Yes. It's almost...Pentecostal. It's a God, a devil that you can touch and feel. | 1:42:49 | 1:42:55 | |
-The flames of hell are all around you. -Pentecostalism is very sensual. We're not snake handlers. | 1:42:55 | 1:43:01 | |
-Most people don't want that kind of relationship with God. -I don't! | 1:43:02 | 1:43:07 | |
They don't want to even take it that far, but to take that step is an amazing leap... | 1:43:07 | 1:43:12 | |
For the uninitiated walking in... | 1:43:28 | 1:43:31 | |
seeing a healing service or... | 1:43:31 | 1:43:33 | |
..a spiritual church in full bloom, | 1:43:35 | 1:43:38 | |
it's quite a wondrous sight. | 1:43:38 | 1:43:41 | |
There's a real power there that you can't deny. | 1:43:41 | 1:43:45 | |
It's pretty incredible. | 1:43:45 | 1:43:47 | |
And there's a lot of love there. | 1:43:47 | 1:43:50 | |
And there's a lot of... There's a presence. | 1:43:50 | 1:43:54 | |
It's... It's hard to explain. | 1:43:55 | 1:43:57 | |
It's just so hard to explain. | 1:43:59 | 1:44:01 | |
Things happen there that defy explanation. | 1:44:01 | 1:44:05 | |
And you feel like you're in the presence of God, real strong. | 1:44:05 | 1:44:10 | |
It gets sort of addictive. | 1:44:11 | 1:44:14 | |
You go to a Presbyterian church, you go to a Catholic church, and it's a lot of friendly talk. | 1:44:14 | 1:44:20 | |
But it doesn't give you any clue that beyond your mind... | 1:44:20 | 1:44:25 | |
..that there's some...immensity... | 1:44:26 | 1:44:30 | |
that loves you. | 1:44:30 | 1:44:32 | |
You get in one of these churches, | 1:44:32 | 1:44:34 | |
the first thing they do is set the mind at the door, | 1:44:34 | 1:44:39 | |
walk in with your heart. | 1:44:39 | 1:44:41 | |
And it feels...real good sometimes just to leave that mind behind | 1:44:41 | 1:44:46 | |
and let your heart do the talking. | 1:44:46 | 1:44:49 | |
I'm excited about Pentecost! | 1:44:50 | 1:44:52 | |
I'm excited about the Holy Ghost. | 1:44:52 | 1:44:55 | |
I'm excited that there is a power that can bring a man out of darkness | 1:44:55 | 1:44:59 | |
and put him on a pew and put his life back together | 1:44:59 | 1:45:04 | |
-and put his wife back in his home. -CONGREGATION CHEER AND APPLAUD | 1:45:04 | 1:45:08 | |
'I could tell you what the blues was about because I had them. | 1:45:08 | 1:45:13 | |
'From the time I was 16 until I was 25, I used drugs every day. | 1:45:13 | 1:45:17 | |
'I used to lie on my couch on Sunday afternoons, high all weekend,' | 1:45:18 | 1:45:22 | |
and I'd be saying to myself, | 1:45:22 | 1:45:25 | |
"There's got to be something more significant than this." | 1:45:25 | 1:45:28 | |
When they look at us, they say, "My goodness, you folks are crazy. | 1:45:28 | 1:45:33 | |
"You folks act wild, like you've lost your mind." No, we found our mind! | 1:45:33 | 1:45:39 | |
Not only our mind, we found our purpose, our destiny, our dignity. | 1:45:39 | 1:45:44 | |
We're not lost, we're not crazy, | 1:45:44 | 1:45:46 | |
we're not part of the thing that's turning the world upside down. | 1:45:46 | 1:45:51 | |
-We're here to turn it back upright. -CHEERING | 1:45:51 | 1:45:55 | |
GUITAR MUSIC | 1:45:55 | 1:45:57 | |
# Some people make fun of the way I move | 1:46:05 | 1:46:09 | |
# They may talk about me cos I carry this book | 1:46:11 | 1:46:15 | |
# It's plain that they don't know | 1:46:17 | 1:46:21 | |
# I'm a sinner but he don't know | 1:46:24 | 1:46:27 | |
# And when the devil came around I said, "Listen good..." # | 1:46:29 | 1:46:33 | |
If a bit of chemically-induced excitement can make people happy on a Saturday night, | 1:46:33 | 1:46:39 | |
the righteousness and the peace of the Holy Ghost can make YOU excited every day! | 1:46:39 | 1:46:45 | |
It can make you have a purpose to live. Yes, I'm a radical. Yes, I'm a fanatic. Yes, I'm extreme. | 1:46:45 | 1:46:52 | |
I used to be extreme in one direction. I found what was really wrong. | 1:46:52 | 1:46:57 | |
# I'm going through the valley | 1:46:57 | 1:46:59 | |
# I'll reach that mountain top | 1:46:59 | 1:47:01 | |
# I'm rooting for that city I can't stop | 1:47:01 | 1:47:05 | |
# Oh, Lord, hear me when I pray | 1:47:05 | 1:47:11 | |
# I want to stand where you're standing, Lord... # | 1:47:11 | 1:47:15 | |
# One day Jesus will call my name | 1:47:18 | 1:47:23 | |
# As days go by I hope I don't stay the same | 1:47:23 | 1:47:29 | |
# I wanna get so close to him that there's no big change | 1:47:29 | 1:47:35 | |
# On that day when Jesus calls my name... # | 1:47:35 | 1:47:41 | |
Sing it with me. | 1:47:41 | 1:47:43 | |
# One day Jesus will call my name | 1:47:43 | 1:47:49 | |
# As days go by I hope I don't stay the same | 1:47:49 | 1:47:55 | |
# I wanna get so close to him that there's no big change | 1:47:55 | 1:48:01 | |
# On that day when Jesus calls my name... # | 1:48:01 | 1:48:05 | |
INDIVIDUALS CALL OUT | 1:48:05 | 1:48:08 | |
SHE SPEAKS IN TONGUES | 1:48:10 | 1:48:12 | |
# ..Some days I bless him And some days I curse | 1:48:24 | 1:48:29 | |
# And many's the day I put myself first | 1:48:29 | 1:48:36 | |
# But it's not what I do the cross made that plain | 1:48:36 | 1:48:41 | |
# And one day Jesus is gonna call my name. # | 1:48:42 | 1:48:46 | |
Help us sing it now. | 1:48:46 | 1:48:48 | |
# One day Jesus is gonna call my name | 1:48:48 | 1:48:52 | |
# Hallelujah | 1:48:52 | 1:48:54 | |
# As days go by I hope I don't stay the same | 1:48:54 | 1:48:59 | |
# I wanna get so close to him it's no big change | 1:48:59 | 1:49:04 | |
# On that day Jesus calls my name. # | 1:49:04 | 1:49:08 | |
-PEOPLE WHOOP -That's right. Yes. | 1:49:08 | 1:49:12 | |
That's what we're looking for. Just keep it up. That's right. | 1:49:12 | 1:49:17 | |
Yes. You're holding on. | 1:49:19 | 1:49:22 | |
Thank you, Jesus. Thank you, Jesus. Thank you, Jesus. | 1:49:22 | 1:49:26 | |
In a poor world like this, | 1:49:26 | 1:49:29 | |
gravity seems a lot stronger. It's pulling you down into the earth. | 1:49:29 | 1:49:34 | |
And every day it's a fight not to disappear... | 1:49:34 | 1:49:38 | |
the way the gravity's pulling you. | 1:49:38 | 1:49:40 | |
Maybe you're thinking | 1:49:40 | 1:49:43 | |
if you're gonna disappear, you're gonna disappear according to your own terms, escaping from reality... | 1:49:43 | 1:49:50 | |
..define your own, make your own, | 1:49:51 | 1:49:53 | |
be the guru of your own little Tibet. | 1:49:53 | 1:49:57 | |
The beauty of the people who have no wealth but still... | 1:49:57 | 1:50:02 | |
..enrich their world with their stories and their songs and their language... | 1:50:03 | 1:50:09 | |
You could walk into any one of these mobile homes | 1:50:09 | 1:50:13 | |
and you could hear the best story, the saddest story that you'll ever hear in your life. | 1:50:14 | 1:50:19 | |
It was a little alien about this big, and it was really messed up, | 1:50:19 | 1:50:24 | |
so I went and I had to get this one done. This is a cover-up. | 1:50:24 | 1:50:29 | |
I used to have mine and my ex-husband's name. | 1:50:29 | 1:50:33 | |
This one is a cover-up. | 1:50:33 | 1:50:35 | |
It had initials "BE" here and I covered them up. | 1:50:35 | 1:50:39 | |
And this one here is my son's tattoo. | 1:50:39 | 1:50:42 | |
You see? He died about 15 years ago. | 1:50:42 | 1:50:45 | |
And when he died, I put the wings on to represent him. | 1:50:45 | 1:50:49 | |
That's an old gang I belonged to. I'm gonna get that one covered up. | 1:50:49 | 1:50:54 | |
I'm gonna get this one covered up. | 1:50:54 | 1:50:57 | |
The ones on my back are cover-ups. | 1:50:57 | 1:51:00 | |
And I got... | 1:51:00 | 1:51:03 | |
this one right here. | 1:51:03 | 1:51:05 | |
This is a sister tattoo. Another girl got one just like this, named Star. | 1:51:06 | 1:51:11 | |
And we both had this one on us, too. They were called sister tattoos. | 1:51:11 | 1:51:16 | |
And then...I got a... a messed-up pyramid with one of my ex-boyfriends' initials in it. | 1:51:17 | 1:51:24 | |
And then the panther with the blue wings and the heart with... | 1:51:24 | 1:51:28 | |
the two hearts with my two sons' names in it, and I got a ninja star here. | 1:51:28 | 1:51:34 | |
I was 16. | 1:51:34 | 1:51:36 | |
It was young, dumb years. | 1:51:36 | 1:51:38 | |
There's nobody perfect, except the Lord himself. | 1:51:38 | 1:51:42 | |
And if anybody tells you they're perfect, they're a liar. | 1:51:42 | 1:51:46 | |
# It's gonna rain champagne | 1:51:57 | 1:52:01 | |
# And the hills are gonna dance | 1:52:01 | 1:52:05 | |
# There will be power in the blood | 1:52:10 | 1:52:13 | |
# When that helicopter comes | 1:52:13 | 1:52:17 | |
# Rocks are gonna roll uphill And the sun will dive in the sea... # | 1:52:22 | 1:52:28 | |
There you go. A lot of rapture talking, that car right there. | 1:52:28 | 1:52:33 | |
The Bible says you must be born again. | 1:52:33 | 1:52:36 | |
The rapture? What's gonna take place in the near future, I think. | 1:52:36 | 1:52:41 | |
These scenes are the Lord and his angels. They're coming out of the graveyard. | 1:52:41 | 1:52:47 | |
The Bible says the grave will come up first to meet the Lord. | 1:52:47 | 1:52:51 | |
They'll be coming out them buildings, the ones that's ready to meet the Lord. | 1:52:51 | 1:52:57 | |
Pilots in planes - one pilot may be a born-again Christian... If he's born again, | 1:52:57 | 1:53:04 | |
he will go with the Lord. If he's not saved, he'll be left. | 1:53:04 | 1:53:09 | |
If you're not born again, it don't make any difference if you've been to church all your life, | 1:53:09 | 1:53:15 | |
you MUST be born again when Jesus comes. | 1:53:15 | 1:53:18 | |
As I travelled all around the world, | 1:53:18 | 1:53:20 | |
I became more and more dissatisfied with my search for God. | 1:53:20 | 1:53:25 | |
I couldn't find God wherever I went. | 1:53:25 | 1:53:28 | |
I couldn't find any meaning. | 1:53:29 | 1:53:31 | |
Then I realised I was looking for what everybody else was, | 1:53:32 | 1:53:37 | |
I was sort of looking for the gold tooth in God's crooked smile. | 1:53:37 | 1:53:42 | |
So I came back to the South... | 1:53:43 | 1:53:45 | |
..looking for that. | 1:53:46 | 1:53:49 | |
And I ended up stumbling on places like this right here. | 1:53:50 | 1:53:54 | |
And it's all wrong. It's so wrong that it's right. | 1:53:57 | 1:54:01 | |
They come in here to... They've got problems. Some of them's divorced. | 1:54:14 | 1:54:19 | |
Some's in a bad frame of mind. | 1:54:19 | 1:54:22 | |
They come in here to find out if the Lord can help 'em, | 1:54:22 | 1:54:27 | |
and he CAN help 'em. The love and the blood is what does the work. | 1:54:27 | 1:54:32 | |
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, the great German poet, | 1:54:32 | 1:54:36 | |
he said, "There is no crime of which I cannot conceive myself guilty." | 1:54:36 | 1:54:41 | |
You think about that for a minute, buddy. | 1:54:41 | 1:54:45 | |
That doesn't just include homicide... | 1:54:45 | 1:54:48 | |
..that includes infanticide. | 1:54:50 | 1:54:52 | |
My understanding of that is that he is admitting... | 1:54:52 | 1:54:57 | |
his oneness...with mankind, | 1:54:57 | 1:55:00 | |
his involvement in mankind. | 1:55:00 | 1:55:03 | |
He did NOT escape... | 1:55:04 | 1:55:06 | |
..original sin. | 1:55:08 | 1:55:10 | |
# ..a bar in southern Mississippi | 1:55:10 | 1:55:13 | |
# She meets a man by the name of Charles Lee | 1:55:13 | 1:55:16 | |
# She introduces herself to him as Lee Charles | 1:55:16 | 1:55:21 | |
# "What a coincidence," he says And one week later they are married | 1:55:23 | 1:55:27 | |
# He wakes up one night six months down the line | 1:55:27 | 1:55:31 | |
# To find her staring at him in the oddest way | 1:55:31 | 1:55:34 | |
# When he says, "Honey, what's wrong?" | 1:55:36 | 1:55:38 | |
# She says, "Nothing, dear. Except that tears are a stupid trick of God." | 1:55:38 | 1:55:43 | |
# By the time they find his body six weeks later | 1:55:46 | 1:55:50 | |
# Hell, she's a thousand miles away... # | 1:55:52 | 1:55:56 | |
-Child molesters and people who kill cops. -They call it death row. -One of the guys grabbed a gun. | 1:55:56 | 1:56:02 | |
-The guy said, "You had a gun, why didn't you do something?" -Murder. -The woman was seven months pregnant. | 1:56:02 | 1:56:08 | |
-She got thrown through the window. -# Cut it, spit it up... # -Then thrown back in. | 1:56:08 | 1:56:14 | |
# Baby, why don't you cry? | 1:56:14 | 1:56:17 | |
# Baby, why don't you cry? | 1:56:17 | 1:56:20 | |
# Baby, why don't you cry...? # | 1:56:20 | 1:56:23 | |
Kimberly Leach was kidnapped by Ted Bundy. | 1:56:23 | 1:56:28 | |
-If I would have been the trial judge that tried Ted Bundy for murder... -Killed him. | 1:56:28 | 1:56:33 | |
As the judge, I wouldn't do it unless I was personally willing to throw the switch myself. | 1:56:33 | 1:56:39 | |
They take that blade and stick it in the handle, they go by you... you're laid wide open. | 1:56:39 | 1:56:45 | |
Man being what he is... | 1:56:45 | 1:56:47 | |
finds out WHO he is... | 1:56:49 | 1:56:51 | |
..in moments of extremis, | 1:56:52 | 1:56:55 | |
when he's gotta jump right or jump left, he can't stay where he is. | 1:56:55 | 1:57:00 | |
Until I got saved, I was married for 27 years. | 1:57:00 | 1:57:04 | |
And when I got cancer, I wound up getting divorced. | 1:57:04 | 1:57:08 | |
I feel like I've been to hell and back. I had a son that was 15... | 1:57:08 | 1:57:13 | |
He passed away. | 1:57:13 | 1:57:16 | |
And...that stops you from believing for a while. | 1:57:16 | 1:57:20 | |
But I believe that he went to a better place, | 1:57:20 | 1:57:24 | |
because he was headed in the wrong direction too. | 1:57:24 | 1:57:28 | |
And it took me a long time to figure out that he is in a better place. | 1:57:28 | 1:57:34 | |
I went to his grave the other day, first time in 12 years. | 1:57:35 | 1:57:39 | |
It took me a long time to go there. | 1:57:39 | 1:57:42 | |
I'm glad I did. | 1:57:42 | 1:57:44 | |
# I met a little girl in Knoxville... # | 1:57:48 | 1:57:52 | |
Are you all gonna sing? All right. | 1:57:52 | 1:57:55 | |
# I met a little girl in Knoxville | 1:57:55 | 1:57:58 | |
# A town we all know well | 1:57:58 | 1:58:02 | |
# And every Sunday evening | 1:58:02 | 1:58:07 | |
# In her home I'd dwell | 1:58:07 | 1:58:11 | |
# We went to take an evening walk | 1:58:11 | 1:58:14 | |
# About a mile from town | 1:58:14 | 1:58:19 | |
# I picked a stick up off the ground | 1:58:19 | 1:58:23 | |
# And knocked that fair girl down | 1:58:23 | 1:58:27 | |
# She fell down on her bended knees | 1:58:27 | 1:58:32 | |
# For mercy she did cry | 1:58:32 | 1:58:35 | |
# "Oh, Willy, dear don't kill me here | 1:58:35 | 1:58:40 | |
# "I'm unprepared to die." | 1:58:40 | 1:58:44 | |
# She never spoke another word | 1:58:44 | 1:58:48 | |
# I only beat her more | 1:58:48 | 1:58:52 | |
# Until the ground around me | 1:58:52 | 1:58:56 | |
# With her blood did flow... # | 1:58:56 | 1:59:00 | |
WOMAN: I think hell to me is everlasting, it's never gonna stop. It never will stop. | 1:59:02 | 1:59:08 | |
You will burn internally, starting at the feet or the hands or the head. | 1:59:08 | 1:59:13 | |
It may start in the inner of your whole body and come on the outside and you'll burn just like that... | 1:59:13 | 1:59:19 | |
Most ordinary conversation in the South has a theological... | 1:59:19 | 1:59:24 | |
basis. | 1:59:24 | 1:59:26 | |
This guy had been in prison. | 1:59:26 | 1:59:28 | |
He killed numerous of women, numerous of children, numerous of men, | 1:59:29 | 1:59:34 | |
he killed to kill. Before he died, | 1:59:34 | 1:59:37 | |
he told the man that his feet were burning. | 1:59:37 | 1:59:42 | |
His friend watched and saw... | 1:59:42 | 1:59:45 | |
what that man was dealing with | 1:59:45 | 1:59:48 | |
and he told him, "Yes, I do believe in hell now. My feet are burning, they're on fire." He was going. | 1:59:48 | 1:59:55 | |
GUITAR PLAYS | 1:59:55 | 1:59:57 | |
# Who stole my crown of spiky thorns? | 1:59:57 | 2:00:01 | |
# Who stole my garments ripped up and torn? | 2:00:05 | 2:00:09 | |
# Who stole my hammer? Who stole my nails? | 2:00:13 | 2:00:18 | |
# Who locked Barabbas up in a jail? | 2:00:21 | 2:00:26 | |
# Who took the burden of the cross? | 2:00:29 | 2:00:34 | |
# Who can measure what has been lost? | 2:00:37 | 2:00:42 | |
# Miracles happen every day | 2:00:45 | 2:00:50 | |
# There are two...roads | 2:00:52 | 2:00:55 | |
# But there's only ONE real way... # | 2:00:55 | 2:01:02 | |
You can ride down an old country road | 2:01:08 | 2:01:12 | |
and see a house painted purple with Milk of Magnesia bottles hanging from the tree, thousands of them. | 2:01:12 | 2:01:19 | |
I saw that in Florida once. | 2:01:19 | 2:01:21 | |
That man had an aesthetic outburst, | 2:01:21 | 2:01:23 | |
he just had to say something. | 2:01:24 | 2:01:26 | |
He was desperate and the only tool he had was a thousand Milk of Magnesia bottles. | 2:01:26 | 2:01:32 | |
He probably drank every one himself. | 2:01:32 | 2:01:34 | |
My buddy, John Wood, he was a psychopathic individual. | 2:01:44 | 2:01:49 | |
His family was famous for being the people most likely to end up spending life in prison. | 2:01:49 | 2:01:55 | |
He threw a hand grenade at me one time when I was at the beach. | 2:01:55 | 2:02:00 | |
One day, John got Jesus | 2:02:00 | 2:02:03 | |
and he went insane for Jesus. | 2:02:03 | 2:02:05 | |
He moved to the Philippines and became a preacher there. | 2:02:05 | 2:02:10 | |
He got him a suit covered with lights | 2:02:10 | 2:02:13 | |
that would blink John 3:16. | 2:02:13 | 2:02:16 | |
He was just a regular, old Southern insane lunatic | 2:02:16 | 2:02:21 | |
who, in his quest for union, | 2:02:21 | 2:02:24 | |
ended up being more separate than ever. | 2:02:24 | 2:02:28 | |
GUITAR PLAYS SOFTLY | 2:02:35 | 2:02:38 | |
NO SOUND FROM TV | 2:02:38 | 2:02:41 | |
I wish Kojak was on. | 2:02:43 | 2:02:45 | |
Is that that Geeshie Wiley song they're playing? | 2:02:48 | 2:02:51 | |
Let's try that. I love that song. | 2:02:52 | 2:02:54 | |
# The last kind word | 2:03:05 | 2:03:09 | |
# I heard my daddy say | 2:03:09 | 2:03:14 | |
# Lord, the last kind word | 2:03:15 | 2:03:19 | |
# I heard my daddy say | 2:03:19 | 2:03:23 | |
# When you see me coming | 2:03:27 | 2:03:32 | |
# Across the rich man's field | 2:03:33 | 2:03:37 | |
# If I don't bring you flowers | 2:03:38 | 2:03:42 | |
# I'll bring you a broken me | 2:03:42 | 2:03:46 | |
# I went to the depot | 2:03:49 | 2:03:53 | |
# I looked up at the sun | 2:03:53 | 2:03:57 | |
# Christ, some train don't come | 2:04:00 | 2:04:04 | |
# Gonna be some walking done | 2:04:04 | 2:04:07 | |
# My mama told me | 2:04:11 | 2:04:15 | |
# Just before she died | 2:04:15 | 2:04:21 | |
# Lord, precious man-child | 2:04:21 | 2:04:26 | |
# Don't you be so wild. # | 2:04:26 | 2:04:30 | |
That's a great song, man. | 2:04:33 | 2:04:35 | |
That's Geeshie Wiley. | 2:04:36 | 2:04:38 | |
BANJO PLAYS | 2:04:38 | 2:04:41 | |
# Stay by the brook Stay by the brook | 2:04:41 | 2:04:45 | |
# You go down and stay by the brook... # | 2:04:45 | 2:04:49 | |
When I was a little kid, I used to listen to the Gospel Jubilee, | 2:04:52 | 2:04:57 | |
which is a white gospel TV show in Pensacola. I didn't know I was hearing mountain harmonies. | 2:04:57 | 2:05:03 | |
I just heard... I heard people lonely for God. And I heard them crying out for his attention. | 2:05:03 | 2:05:09 | |
And I guess I sympathised with it. I was lonely for God myself. | 2:05:09 | 2:05:14 | |
I admired them for trying to talk to God in their simple voices, | 2:05:17 | 2:05:22 | |
not trying to make them pretty or wear a fancy tuxedo. | 2:05:22 | 2:05:26 | |
# Oh, meet me on the other side... # | 2:05:34 | 2:05:39 | |
These hills right here are full of spirit. | 2:05:39 | 2:05:42 | |
No wonder people are thinking about eternity and hell so much. | 2:05:42 | 2:05:46 | |
Mortality is a frequent visitor to a place like this, I guess. | 2:05:49 | 2:05:54 | |
Every lamppost is a crucifix. | 2:05:54 | 2:05:57 | |
And every bridge has a little memorial on it. | 2:05:57 | 2:06:01 | |
HIGH-PITCHED WHINING: "Amazing Grace" | 2:06:03 | 2:06:06 | |
She just started laughing. She couldn't help herself, | 2:07:06 | 2:07:11 | |
even though it was her granddaddy's funeral. | 2:07:11 | 2:07:15 | |
I don't know what got into Amy and Kimberly and Christie either, her sisters. | 2:07:15 | 2:07:22 | |
They all started laughing too. It was contagious. | 2:07:22 | 2:07:26 | |
It was quite horrifying, though. | 2:07:26 | 2:07:29 | |
You'd think a missionary woman would be more sombre at a funeral, but... | 2:07:29 | 2:07:35 | |
She couldn't help it, because... | 2:07:35 | 2:07:37 | |
their granddaddy was lying in the casket | 2:07:37 | 2:07:41 | |
and Grandmother had had a stroke and lost her short-term memory | 2:07:41 | 2:07:46 | |
and kept saying, "Wake up. Everybody's here. Wake up, Sud. | 2:07:46 | 2:07:52 | |
"Wake up!" And for some reason, that just hit her as funny. | 2:07:52 | 2:07:57 | |
I guess it was either laugh about it or cry about it. But, boy, she laughed so hard. | 2:07:57 | 2:08:03 | |
Kimberly even snorted. | 2:08:03 | 2:08:05 | |
I was not amused. | 2:08:05 | 2:08:08 | |
But, anyway...that's the way it goes sometimes at funerals. | 2:08:08 | 2:08:13 | |
You never know how people are gonna act. | 2:08:13 | 2:08:16 | |
Now, the sound of this type of music has been for... | 2:08:16 | 2:08:20 | |
in my growing up and my grandfather and, I guess, his grandfather... | 2:08:20 | 2:08:26 | |
it's the old lonesome sound. | 2:08:26 | 2:08:28 | |
BANJO PLAYS | 2:08:28 | 2:08:31 | |
It's these old hills that's kinda sad, you know. | 2:08:31 | 2:08:35 | |
And you get to feeling down and out | 2:08:35 | 2:08:38 | |
and looking at these old hills, sitting out on your front porch or something, | 2:08:38 | 2:08:44 | |
and you get to playing these old tunes, it helps you. | 2:08:44 | 2:08:48 | |
It builds your morale up a bit. | 2:08:48 | 2:08:51 | |
# Oh, yonder stand Little Maggie | 2:08:58 | 2:09:03 | |
# With her dram glass in her hand | 2:09:03 | 2:09:08 | |
# She's drinking away her troubles | 2:09:08 | 2:09:15 | |
# And a-courting another man | 2:09:15 | 2:09:19 | |
# Oh, how can I ever stand it | 2:09:40 | 2:09:45 | |
# For to see those true blue eyes | 2:09:45 | 2:09:51 | |
# A-sparklin' at another | 2:09:51 | 2:09:57 | |
# Like a diamond in the sky... # | 2:09:57 | 2:10:01 | |
I don't like the city. | 2:10:15 | 2:10:17 | |
I think this is the way God created it. He wants. .. | 2:10:17 | 2:10:22 | |
a person to live more like this | 2:10:22 | 2:10:24 | |
than to live on concrete slabs. | 2:10:24 | 2:10:27 | |
And he also provided the means to make a living. | 2:10:27 | 2:10:31 | |
Coal was created by the maker. | 2:10:31 | 2:10:34 | |
There wasn't anything that was made that wasn't made by him. | 2:10:34 | 2:10:39 | |
And that's about all I've got to say. | 2:10:40 | 2:10:43 | |
There ain't nothing easy to it. | 2:10:43 | 2:10:46 | |
It ain't no place for no woosie to be. | 2:10:46 | 2:10:49 | |
-If I was able, I was telling him, I'd go back in tomorrow. -Would you? | 2:10:49 | 2:10:54 | |
I loved to work the mines. Yes. | 2:10:54 | 2:10:57 | |
It was a hard life, but... | 2:10:57 | 2:10:59 | |
I went in the coalmines when I was 16 years old. | 2:11:00 | 2:11:04 | |
My father had an accident, got his hands blowed off with dynamite. | 2:11:04 | 2:11:08 | |
They gave him a stick of dynamite and a box of caps | 2:11:08 | 2:11:12 | |
and he's smoking a Chesterfield cigarette! | 2:11:12 | 2:11:17 | |
Ash is on it about that long. | 2:11:17 | 2:11:19 | |
And he just turned around and it all exploded right in his hands. | 2:11:19 | 2:11:24 | |
He looked to me as if his hands were sticking right to the ceiling. | 2:11:24 | 2:11:29 | |
If there weren't fire in them ashes, setting off those caps, they never did know what done it. | 2:11:29 | 2:11:35 | |
He used to be a good banjo player. | 2:11:35 | 2:11:38 | |
My daddy and all my uncles... and my aunts...and grandfather, | 2:11:38 | 2:11:43 | |
and I had a brother who was a good banjo player. | 2:11:43 | 2:11:47 | |
I had a boy got killed back in September who was a fine banjo player. | 2:11:47 | 2:11:53 | |
A fella hit him with a car and killed him stone dead. | 2:11:53 | 2:11:57 | |
# If the ocean was whiskey and I was a duck | 2:12:05 | 2:12:11 | |
# I'd dive to the bottom and never come up | 2:12:11 | 2:12:15 | |
# Rye whiskey, rye whiskey rye whiskey, I cry | 2:12:15 | 2:12:21 | |
# If I don't get rye whiskey I surely will die | 2:12:21 | 2:12:25 | |
# Rye whiskey, rye whiskey As I always say | 2:12:41 | 2:12:46 | |
# I'll see you in heaven some old day | 2:12:46 | 2:12:51 | |
# Rye whiskey, rye whiskey rye whiskey, I cry | 2:12:53 | 2:12:58 | |
# If I don't get rye whiskey I surely will die. # | 2:12:58 | 2:13:02 | |
BANJO PLAYS | 2:13:02 | 2:13:05 | |
Those of you today that are not saved, | 2:13:09 | 2:13:13 | |
this will be a wonderful day for you to give your heart and life to God. | 2:13:13 | 2:13:18 | |
But if you do not give your heart and life to the Lord | 2:13:18 | 2:13:23 | |
while you live on this earth, | 2:13:23 | 2:13:25 | |
you'll have to go and meet God | 2:13:25 | 2:13:28 | |
and never return to the earth to get right with God | 2:13:28 | 2:13:33 | |
and never be out of that awful place of punishment. | 2:13:33 | 2:13:37 | |
Just think, when you burn your finger or something, how bad it does hurt. | 2:13:37 | 2:13:42 | |
Well, think of your whole soul being in a great lake | 2:13:42 | 2:13:46 | |
and the flames rolling around your soul, not a drop of water to put on your tongue. | 2:13:46 | 2:13:52 | |
You'll remember the many times God spoke to your heart | 2:13:52 | 2:13:57 | |
to give your life to him. | 2:13:57 | 2:14:00 | |
And you turned aside those opportunities and did not surrender your whole life to him. | 2:14:00 | 2:14:06 | |
We know that God is watching everything | 2:14:06 | 2:14:10 | |
and he sees everything there is on the face of this earth. | 2:14:10 | 2:14:14 | |
And it's so real to be saved. | 2:14:14 | 2:14:17 | |
You cannot even put it in words how much it means to go to bed at night | 2:14:17 | 2:14:22 | |
knowing, if you never get up next morning, you're ready to go. | 2:14:22 | 2:14:27 | |
You know deep in your soul when you're ready to go. | 2:14:27 | 2:14:30 | |
MUSIC: "Borrowed Wings" by Jim White | 2:14:35 | 2:14:39 | |
I was thinking about the desperate people here | 2:14:39 | 2:14:44 | |
and their desperate religion, their hell-fire religion. | 2:14:44 | 2:14:48 | |
So they invent a God who's gonna whup some ass, basically. | 2:14:50 | 2:14:55 | |
# ..Until the sheriff caught up with us and we tried to run | 2:14:58 | 2:15:03 | |
# Now we return to earth on borrowed wings... # | 2:15:05 | 2:15:09 | |
Here you feel the presence of the spirit. | 2:15:09 | 2:15:13 | |
You may not like it. | 2:15:13 | 2:15:16 | |
It might be wearing the costume of crazy religious people or... | 2:15:16 | 2:15:20 | |
wild hillbillies or whatever... | 2:15:20 | 2:15:23 | |
but it's real. | 2:15:23 | 2:15:25 | |
And it's alive and it's awake. | 2:15:25 | 2:15:28 | |
# ..On borrowed wings... # | 2:15:30 | 2:15:32 | |
Welcome to Jesus Central. | 2:15:32 | 2:15:34 | |
You're sitting here looking at it, on the hill. | 2:15:38 | 2:15:42 | |
No church. | 2:15:42 | 2:15:45 | |
It's not in the Bible. I've read the Bible to tormented spirits. They... HE HISSES | 2:15:45 | 2:15:51 | |
And I've sung songs to the dark and it sang with me. | 2:15:51 | 2:15:56 | |
Where did you start believing in this kind of stuff? HE LAUGHS | 2:15:56 | 2:16:03 | |
MUSIC: "I Will Dance Like David" | 2:16:03 | 2:16:06 | |
# Then, my lord I will dance like David | 2:16:06 | 2:16:11 | |
# Well, I will dance like David... # | 2:16:11 | 2:16:15 | |
ALL TALK AT ONCE | 2:16:17 | 2:16:19 | |
Why can't they see spiritual things? | 2:16:28 | 2:16:30 | |
Why did there have to be a new way? | 2:16:30 | 2:16:33 | |
Flesh wants to control. | 2:16:33 | 2:16:36 | |
Flesh wants to hold on. | 2:16:36 | 2:16:38 | |
It wants to dominate. | 2:16:38 | 2:16:41 | |
So that every time I go to do good, evil is present with ME. | 2:16:41 | 2:16:47 | |
You've got to realise God is so real, so powerful... | 2:16:47 | 2:16:51 | |
in a spirit form. | 2:16:51 | 2:16:53 | |
Lock your doors, shut your heart up, close your eyes and ears, and he'll still come through. | 2:16:53 | 2:16:58 | |
Sit and listen to songs and stuff. | 2:16:58 | 2:17:01 | |
You'll be sitting there going back in time or going forward in time | 2:17:01 | 2:17:06 | |
because the Spirit is trying to get your flesh confused | 2:17:06 | 2:17:11 | |
so he can talk to you. Flesh cannot go in these places. | 2:17:11 | 2:17:15 | |
CONGREGATION SINGS | 2:17:15 | 2:17:18 | |
The Spirit of God is kinda strange to the world. Praise the Lord. | 2:17:28 | 2:17:32 | |
The Holy Ghost came back. Hallelujah. | 2:17:32 | 2:17:36 | |
PREACHER SPEAKS PEOPLE SING AND PRAY | 2:17:36 | 2:17:40 | |
Praise the Lord! | 2:17:57 | 2:18:00 | |
You've come here looking for some sort of essential truth... | 2:18:03 | 2:18:08 | |
..about the South, or some spiritual revelation, | 2:18:09 | 2:18:13 | |
and you're not gonna find it unless by accident or by grace. | 2:18:13 | 2:18:18 | |
These people know about it. | 2:18:18 | 2:18:20 | |
I guess they have what Flannery O'Connor called the "Wise Blood". | 2:18:20 | 2:18:25 | |
The blood rules them. | 2:18:25 | 2:18:28 | |
They don't rule the blood. | 2:18:28 | 2:18:30 | |
If you want to know the secrets of the South, you gotta get it in your blood. | 2:18:30 | 2:18:36 | |
And you ain't gonna get a transfusion from the blood bank for it. | 2:18:36 | 2:18:41 | |
Well, I guess this is as good a place as any to leave you. | 2:18:47 | 2:18:52 | |
I apologise. I wish I could stay with you... | 2:18:52 | 2:18:56 | |
while you go and look for what you're looking for, but... Jimmy Tuck...needs his car back. | 2:18:56 | 2:19:03 | |
And I value my life, so I'm gonna take it to him. | 2:19:04 | 2:19:08 | |
So long! | 2:19:12 | 2:19:14 | |
# Where in the world... | 2:19:28 | 2:19:31 | |
# ..did you come from, my dear? | 2:19:33 | 2:19:36 | |
# Did some mysterious voice... | 2:19:39 | 2:19:42 | |
# ..tell you I'd still be here? | 2:19:43 | 2:19:46 | |
# I bought this ticket to Mobile | 2:19:53 | 2:19:56 | |
# But I've been stranded all day | 2:19:58 | 2:20:01 | |
# PA said the bus broke down | 2:20:02 | 2:20:05 | |
# Ten miles away from the station | 2:20:05 | 2:20:11 | |
# So seldom a door | 2:20:16 | 2:20:19 | |
# So seldom a key | 2:20:20 | 2:20:22 | |
# So seldom a lock | 2:20:22 | 2:20:25 | |
# Like the love between you and me | 2:20:25 | 2:20:29 | |
# But seldom comes happiness | 2:20:29 | 2:20:32 | |
# Without the pain | 2:20:32 | 2:20:35 | |
# Of the devil in the details | 2:20:35 | 2:20:39 | |
# Since I saw the smile on your face | 2:20:39 | 2:20:43 | |
# As I was crying in a Greyhound station | 2:20:43 | 2:20:48 | |
# On Christmas Day | 2:20:48 | 2:20:51 | |
# In 1998 | 2:20:51 | 2:20:55 | |
# As I was crying in a Greyhound station | 2:20:55 | 2:21:01 | |
# On Christmas Day... | 2:21:01 | 2:21:03 | |
# The burden of love is the fuel of bad grammar | 2:21:14 | 2:21:20 | |
# You stutter and stammer | 2:21:21 | 2:21:23 | |
# What a bitch to convey | 2:21:23 | 2:21:26 | |
# The crux of the matter | 2:21:32 | 2:21:35 | |
# When the words you must utter | 2:21:35 | 2:21:38 | |
# Are hopelessly tangled | 2:21:39 | 2:21:41 | |
# In the memories and scars you show no-one | 2:21:41 | 2:21:47 | |
# So seldom a door | 2:21:51 | 2:21:54 | |
# So seldom a key | 2:21:54 | 2:21:57 | |
# So seldom a hit | 2:21:57 | 2:22:00 | |
# Like the hurt you put on me | 2:22:00 | 2:22:04 | |
# But seldom comes happiness | 2:22:04 | 2:22:06 | |
# Without the pain | 2:22:07 | 2:22:09 | |
# Of the devil in the details | 2:22:09 | 2:22:13 | |
# Since I saw the smile on your face | 2:22:13 | 2:22:17 | |
# As I was crying in a Greyhound station | 2:22:17 | 2:22:22 | |
# On Christmas Day... # | 2:22:22 | 2:22:24 | |
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