Rachel: Lead vocal
Tim O'Brien: Fiddle, backing vocal
Zak Borden: Mandolin, guitar, backing vocal
Mike Grigoni: Dobro
Jon Hamar: Upright
Lyrics
He was an old, old man
Living on a mountainside
With a mint pink Cadillac
That he never took to ride
His wife of thirty years passed
And he took his drink alone
After the death of a true
You no longer fear your own
Harry Truman
Are you coming down?
Been a lonesome sermon on the mountain
Truman, must you have your way?
Harry Truman don't get blown away
We begged and pleaded
Your own to save
'Cause when that mountain goes
Spirit Lake will be your grave
Harry Truman
Are you coming down?
Been a lonesome sermon on the mountain
Truman, must you have your way?
Harry Truman don't get blown away
Harry Truman
You'll see him coming down
When that mountain sheds her sleeping nightgown
Children, look, there beyond the black
It's Truman of St. Helens in his mint Cadillac
Blazing from the ashes in his mint pink Cadillac.