GREGORY ALAN ISAKOV - THE STABLE SONG

THE STABLE SONG

GREGORY ALAN ISAKOV

SONGWRITER: GREGORY ALAN IZAKOV

COUNTRY: SOUTH AFRICA

ALBUM: THAT SEA, THE GAMBLER

LABEL: GREGORY ALAN ISAKOV

GENRE: FOLK

YEAR: 2007

That Sea, the Gambler is the third studio album by Folk singer Gregory Alan Isakov. It was released in 2007

Gregory Alan Isakov is a singer-songwriter. Born in Johannesburg, South Africa, he emigrated to the United States as a child, and was raised in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. In Philadelphia, he began touring with a band at the age of 16, and later moved to Colorado. His music combines indie and folk, featuring instruments such as the guitar and banjo. Some of his most popular songs include "The Stable Song", "Big Black Car", and "Raising Cain".

Isakov has spent his entire life traveling, and as a result, his travels have impacted his songwriting; his songs tell stories of miles and landscapes and the search for a sense of place. Music has been a constant force in his life, as he says, "I've always had this sense about music and writing, that I sort of have to do it. Like I'll implode without it. I probably wouldn't do it if I felt any other way."

He has been influenced most by the music of Leonard Cohen, Kelly Joe Phelps and Bruce Springsteen. Gregory has played at many music festivals held across the United States, Canada and Europe. Outside of music, he spends his time working in his market garden.

Remember when our songs where just like prayers.

Like gospel hymns that you called in the air.

Come down come down sweet reverence,

Unto my simple house and ring

And ring.

Ring like silver, ring like gold

Ring out those ghosts on the Ohio

Ring like clear day wedding bells

Were we the belly of the beast or the sword that fell

We'll never tell.

Come to me clear and cold on some sea

Watch the world spinning waves like machine

Now I've been crazy couldn't you tell

I threw stones at the stars, but the whole sky fell

Now I'm covered up in straw, belly up on the table

Well I drank and sang, and passed in the stable.

That tall grass grows high and brown,

Well I dragged you straight in the muddy ground

And you sent me back to where I roam

Well I cursed and I cried, but now I know

Now I know

And I ran back to that hollow again

The moon was just a sliver back then

And I ached for my heart like some tin man

When it came oh it beat and it boiled and it rang

Oh it's ringing

Ring like crazy, ring like hell

Turn me back into that wild haired gale

Ring like silver, ring like gold

Turn these diamonds straight back into coal.

Turn these diamonds straight back into coal.