Whistle Rhapsody Lyrics

The Fiery Furnaces


publisher: ©Universal Music Publishing Group
writers: Matthew Friedberger
album: Track 13 in album Bitter Tea
release date: 2006-4-10
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length: 4:21

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The isolated lady
An isolated old lady
A dignified dame who keeps her own counsel
In love with the out-of-the-way
Identifying with the unfamiliar
Contemptuously turns her back on the wicked world
With its vulgar delusions and correspondingly
Scorns its regard

Our lady alone
With her scarf over her head
And her pricey purse over her shoulder strap
Wonders up at the heavens
And for yesterday yearns
The days of old

Often, she surrounds herself with
Like-minded bluestockings
And together they regret the dear beloved
Simple folk struggle with their own confused
Concerns, still

But she puts her pity on pause
And withdrawn from the delicate
And uncorrupted by the crude
She resigns even her/ own
Designs-
Then all at once
Brings in a breath
Purses her purple
Her honey-black lips
And lets loose a high
And round and resonant
And glad and grave
And westward, whistle


Track Listing

  • 1 In My Little Thatched Hut
  • 2 I’m in No Mood
  • 3 Black-Hearted Boy
  • 4 Bitter Tea
  • 5 Teach Me Sweetheart
  • 6 Waiting to Know You
  • 7 The Vietnamese Telephone Ministry
  • 8 Oh Sweet Woods
  • 9 Borneo
  • 10 Police Sweater Blood Vow
  • 11 Nevers
  • 12 Benton Harbor Blues
  • 13 Whistle Rhapsody
  • 14 Nevers (reprise)
  • 15 Benton Harbor Blues (reprise)