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Introduction

You ever feel like a place can hold onto your soul, even when you’re miles away? That’s what Kern River Blues is all about. It’s not just a song—it’s a dusty, aching love letter to a river that’s as wild as it is unforgiving, the kind of place that shapes you whether you like it or not. I wrote this one thinking about the Kern River out in California, a ribbon of water that’s equal parts beauty and heartbreak. It’s got this pull, you know? Like it’s calling you to sit on its banks and spill your secrets, even as it warns you to stay the hell away.

The melody’s got that lonesome twang—think steel guitar crying under a big, empty sky. It’s the sound of late nights and lost chances, the kind of tune that creeps into your bones when you’re driving down some backroad with nothing but your thoughts. The lyrics came to me after hearing stories about folks who’ve tangled with that river—some who fished its waters, some who drowned in them, and others who just sat there watching it roll by, wishing it could wash their troubles downstream. There’s a line in the chorus, “Kern River, take my blues away,” that feels like a prayer you whisper when you’re too tired to fight anymore.

What makes this song special, though? It’s the way it digs into that raw, messy spot where nature and human hurt collide. The Kern’s got a reputation—over 300 souls claimed since the ‘60s, they say—and you can feel that weight in every note. But it’s not just about the tragedy; it’s about the way we keep coming back to places that break us, like moths to a flame. I wanted to capture that stubborn hope, that grit, that keeps us casting lines into waters that might swallow us whole.

Picture this: an old guy in a faded cap, sitting by the rapids with a bottle of cheap whiskey, humming this tune while the current roars. Or maybe it’s you, staring out at some river in your own life, wondering why it feels so damn hard to let go. That’s where Kern River Blues lives—right in that ache, that pull, that bittersweet dance between holding on and letting the current take it all

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Lyrics

I’m leavin’ town tomorrow
Get my breakfast in the sky
Well, I’m leavin’ in the early morning
Eat my breakfast in the sky
Be a donut on a paper
Drink my coffee on the fly
I’m flying out on a jet plane
Gonna leave this town behind
I’m flying out on a jet plane
Gonna leave this town behind
They’ve done moved the city limits
Out by the county line
Put my head up to the window
Watch the city fade away
Put my head close to the window
Watch Oildale fade away
The blues back in the ‘30s
Just likе the blues today
Therе used to be a river here
Runnin’ deep and wide
Well, they used to have Kern River
Runnin’ deep and wide
Then somebody stole the water
Another politician lied
When you closed down all the honky tonks
The city died at night
When you closed down all the honky tonks
The city died at night
When it hurt somebody’s feelings
Well, a wrong ain’t never right
Well, I’m leaving town forever
Kiss an old boxcar goodbye
Well, I’m leaving town forever
Kiss an old boxcar goodbye
I dug my blues down in the river
But the old Kern River is dry