Potters Field

Potters Field (Keith Reid / Michael Saxell)

Released August 2008 on the album The Common Thread by The Keith Reid Project
 

They took the name from the gospel words
Where Judas had betrayed his Lord
And so he tried to clear his sin
With a potters field to bury strangers in

There's a refugee from a far off land
He came to America cap in hand
He thought the streets were paved with gold
An' so his dreams were bought an' sold
He worked an' sent his money home
But when he died he died alone

They laid him low in Potters Field
Nowhere to go but Potters Field
Just bramble bush and choking weed
To mark his grave in Potters Field
To mark his grave in Potters Field

Her promised future seemed to bright
But somewhere she just lost the fight
And ended up turning tricks
So she could buy her daily fix
Well one day she just got too high
Or maybe she forgot to fly

They laid her down in Potters Field
She hit the ground in Potters Field
Just bramble bush and choking weed
To mark her grave in Potters Field

They laid her down in Potters Field
She hit the ground in Potters Field
Just bramble bush and choking weed
To mark her grave in Potters Field
To mark her grave in Potters Field

There's a hundred acres off Long Island Sound
A mile and a third of stony ground
A mile and a third of choking weed
A broken place they call Potters Field.