Allison Russell - The Hunters (Lyric Video)

"The Hunters" is from Allison Russell's first ever solo project, Outside Child (produced by Dan Knobler). Stream/buy here: https://found.ee/AROutsideChild Sign up to my newsletter to stay in touch: https://found.ee/AllisonRussellEmailS... "The Hunters" is written by Allison Russell and Jeremy Lindsay aka JT Nero. So many of the old Child ballads and murder ballads resonate for me in a direct, personal way. I charged my adoptive father in 2001 - he eventually pled guilty and got a light sentence - because the judge deemed that I was relatively “unscathed” by the 10 years of sexual/physical/psychological abuse...Of course had I been more overtly “scathed” I wouldn’t have had any credibility...I also firmly believe that if he were a black man and I, a white child - the sentencing would have been much more severe...this is a dark fairytale retelling..more satisfying and cathartic than my experience with the broken and bigoted justice system - A Follow Allison Russell: Instagram: https://found.ee/AllisonRussellInstagram Twitter: https://found.ee/AllisonRussellTwitter Facebook: https://found.ee/AllisonRussellFacebook Lyrics: Hey papa hey mama The sun is out oh can I play? Yes my child yes my child But do not leave the path today Why mama why papa? The trees are my friends, as is the shade The wolves have come down from the hills They’re hungry and they’ll have their way Oh Papa Oh Mama It is of you I am afraid The hunter and the hunter’s bride Your teeth as sharp as razor blades Le coeur de l’enfant est le coeur de l’univers l’amour doré Come bien-pringtemps, généreux, chaleureux Mais jamais innocent Ni complètement sans douleur Translation ( the heart of the child is the heart of the universe, golden love like High Spring, generous and warm/kind, but never innocent, nor completely without sorrow) Look Mama Look Papa The wilderlands have made me brave The wolves came down they called me kin They gave me strength to run and chase Oh Papa Oh Mama I have come to break your blades Curse you child Curse you child We should have killed you as a babe Yes Mama Yes Papa You had your chance, now it’s too late Yes Papa Yes Mama The wolves will howl and dance today Le coeur de l’enfant est le coeur de l’univers l’amour doré Come bien-pringtemps, généreux, chaleureux Mais jamais innocent Ni complètement sans douleur Translation ( the heart of the child is the heart of the universe, golden love like high spring, generous and warm/kind, but never innocent, nor completely without sorrow) Hey Papa, Hey Mama… Why Papa, Why Mama... AllisonRussell​ #TheHunters #OutsideChild​ -- Lyric Video artwork by Niki Smith Frazier; edited by Frankie Cepero; graphics by Andy Hawkes -- The Community of Artists in alphabetical order: Jason Burger- drums, percussion, apple cider vinegar bottle Steve Dawson- pedal steel Jamie Dick- drums, percussion Dan Knobler- guitars, slide guitar, banjo, synths, mellotron Drew Lindsay- Rhodes, Wurlitzer, Mellotron, pump organ, organ, piano Alfreda McCrary- harmony vocals Ann McCrary- harmony vocals Deborah McCrary- harmony vocals Regina McCrary- harmony vocals Chris Merrill- bass Ruth Moody- harmony vocals JT Nero- acoustic guitar, vocals, co-writing Joe Pisapia- acoustic and electric guitars Erin Rae- harmony vocals Allison Russell- songwriting, writing, lead vocals, harmony vocals on Montreal and Nightflyer, clarinet, banjo Jake Sherman- organ on 4th Day Prayer Yola (appears courtesy of Easy Eye Sound)- harmony vocals on The Runner Produced by Dan Knobler Engineered by Kevin Sokolnicki & Dan Knobler Recorded at Sound Emporium, Studio A, in Nashville - September 18-21, 2019 Assistant engineer: Zaq Reynolds Additional recording at Goosehead Palace Organ on ""4th Day Prayer"" recorded by Jon Seale at Mason Jar Music Mixed by Dan Knobler Mastered by Kim Rosen, Knack Mastering Outside Child, an album by Allison Russell 1. Montreal 2. Nightflyer 3. Persephone 4. 4th Day Prayer 5. The Runner 6. Hy-Brasil 7. The Hunters 8. All of the Women 9. Poison Arrow 10. Little Rebirth 11. Joyful Motherfuckers