Leave, Luanne (35mm: A Musical Exhibition) 

Have i been watching different versions of this song for the past hour? Yes, i have, theyre all splendid

How did Ryan Scott Oliver look at this photo and go from someone wearing a deer mask to a ghost seeking vengeance on her abusive partner?

god i love the way she sings "i've come to settle a score."

Sara Berry is an up beat bop but this is like the inverse and it is so cool

So underrated honestly. The amount of power in this version is ASTOUNDING! I love how the song is quieter in this version, it makes it even more intense. You can hear the harmonies very softly and that just gives it this unexplainable intensity. FANTASTIC work!

she is so talented, holy shit, her vocal control is comparable with jay armstrong johnson

I already watched this. Why is it still being recommended. Why am I still clicking on it anyways???

this version gives me goosebumps, I really prefer when women perform this song

CHILLS. What a hauntingly beautiful performance!

The main singers voice fits the song so well. The first few lines came out and I got shivers. Kudos to her!

DAMNNNN THIS IS THE BEST PERFORMANCE OF LEAVE LUANNE I'VE HEARD DAMMMNNNNNNNNNN I love it so much omgggg

I have watched over fourteen versions of the same song and they are all lovely

That one dislike is from the husband

THIS IS MY FAVORITE PERFORMANCE OF THIS BY FAR

This is so well done! I've got chills all over with all this wonderful creepy harmonizing. Also the energy and pure joy in the lake-scene felt so liberating even though I already hknew the song. This is definetely my favourite version of the song so far!

I got chills like crazy! I didn't think anyone could do this song so well!!

GOOSEBUMPS!! such a powerful voice in the ending where Luanne got revenge! i could imagine a great movie about this song. beautiful!

This is in incredible!! Both the singers and musicians were absolutely amazing!

Waay underrated, this musical, and it's varieties. I'd love for this video to be trending as much as something like 'Satisfied'' from Hamilton. It deserves it honestly.

This is definitely the best performance ever😱

Did I expect to listen to one that sounded like it was made in a studio? Studio quality? In a live theatre???? More likely than I think apparently.

This was so beautiful, I couldn't help the chills I had throughout the entire performance!

i got SHIVERSSSS

can’t believe i just found this!! this is beautiful !!!

How old is the singer there? She's got the voice of a young angel.

she is insanely talented

I almost forgot to watch this today

Yas QUEEN!!! Amazing job!!

Literal CHILLS. Wow.

Absolutely chilling!

This is AMAZING

The original is great but I can barely listen anymore. It just sounds so much better from her! 😄

Hannah Jane Kile is awesome!

I've listened to this so many times. So good

Lyrics: Luanne's fat lip is drying, The bastard's bacon frying, The shiner on her eye's gone bust and bleeding. He shouts, "Girl, set the table!" But he knows she ain't able. Her arm's done broke, Hung limp like yolk, And softly she's repeating... "Leave, Luanne. Why don't you march out that door? Southern woman, he ain't no good to you. Leave, Luanne. Louisiana wants war, But it's you dying on her ruby plains." And yet, loyal Luanne remains. Ever since he got him laid off, His sanity's just made off. No, he was never nice, but now he's cruel. He rapes her, and he beats her, She don't 'fess how he treats her, 'Cause a Bible verse Says it won't get worse, And she won't be a fool. "You won't never leave, Luanne, 'Cause if you walk out that door His truck will be gunning for you. No, you won't leave, Luanne, Or he'll give you 'What for?' You got heart where you should have had brains." And so, loyal Luanne remains. Someone's howling, Screams like sighing with battered breath Grating, growling, Never dying In a fate worse than death. But months of such conditions Turn laymen to logicians And tonight the bastard's sleeping like a log. So she plucks the kitchen cleaver, Creeps up toward his roped-up lab retriever, And she cuts the rope, And hope on hope, She starts to shout, "Your dog's got out!" She's got her chance. With no back glance She runs out to the bog, Screaming, screaming: "Leave, Luanne!" "Leave, Luanne. You've got a life left to live In a house hanging off the Golden Coast! Leave, Luanne. You won't forget nor forgive, " And she don't feel the stings, the rips, and scrapes As finally Luanne escapes. Swim, Luanne! Swim, Luanne! And in the swamp of beeches, Oh, as the preacher preaches, As the light In the night Holds through the marsh and brushes As the blood inside you rushes Left and right, Hold on tight- -Until you reach the bank And you crawl onto the bank, 'Til you feel a little yank on your hair And, stricken, stare at the bastard Who beat you there. The bastard lies in bed now, Half-sad his wife is dead now. She drowned herself in a swamp in wild despair. He thinks he used to love her, But push it came to shove her, A wife disposed, A wife case closed, And no one seems to care, To grieve Luanne. Now no one's on his shoulder, But his mattress don't feel colder, And in fact, it's hellish hot, and the air is dank and steaming. Yet his body starts to shiver When the window cracks a sliver And a fiery fog From the miry bog Pours in the room In a sticky gloom And there the man Sees dead Luanne. He's terrified, But he keeps his pride, 'Cause he knows that he ain't dreaming. And he starts screaming, "Leave, Luanne. Hell sent you back here for more, 'Cause ain't no one ever loved you." But said Luanne, "I've come to settle a score, " And she shows him her feet are bound in chains. And loyal Luanne remains And remains And remains And remains! Someone's howling, Screams like sighing With battered breath. Grating, growling, Never dying In a fate worse than death. Luanne, She cries her miserable wail So the bastards will never sleep again! No, no reprieve, Luanne, She brings their souls down to hell, A caution to the cruelest of men: God loves Luanne! Praised be! Amen!

Luanne’s fat lip is drying The bastard’s bacon frying The shiner on her eye gone bust and bleeding He shouts, “Girl, set the table” But he know she ain’t able Her arms done broke Hung limp like yolk And softly she’s repeating Leave Luanne Why don’t you march out that door Southern woman he ain’t no good to you Leave Luanne Louisiana wants war But it’s you who’s dying on her ruby plains And yet, Loyal Luanne remains Ever since he got him laid off His sanity’s just made off No he was never nice but now he’s cruel He rapes her and he beats her Yet she don’t fess how he treats her Cause a Bible verse says it won’t get worse And she won’t be a fool You won’t ever Leave Luanne Cause if you march out that door His truck will be gunning for you No you won’t, leave Luanne Or he’ll give you “What for? You got hearts where you should have had brains” So Loyal Luanne remains Someone’s howling Screams like sighing in battered breath Grating, growling Never dying In a fate worse than death But months of such conditions Turn laymen to logicians And tonight the bastards sleeping like a log So she plucks the kitchen cleaver Creeps to the roped up lab retriever And she cuts the rope And hope on hope She starts to shout “Your dogs got out” She’s got her chance With no back glance She runs out to the bog Screaming, screaming Leave Luanne You got a life left to live On a house hanging off the Golden Coast Leave Luanne, you won’t forget nor forgive And you don’t feel the stings, the rips and scrapes As finally Luanne escapes Swim, Luanne! Swim, Luanne! And in the swamp of beeches Oh, as the preacher preaches As a light In the night Push through the marsh and brushes As the blood inside you rushes Left and right With all your might Until you reach the bank And you crawl onto the bank And you feel a little yank on your hair And stricken, stare at the bastard Who beat you there The bastard lies in bed now Half sad his wife is dead now She drowned herself in the swamp in wild despair He thinks he used to love her But push it came to shove her A wife disposed A life case closed And no one seems to care to Grieve Luanne Now no one’s on his shoulder Yet his mattress don’t feel colder In fact it's hellish hot, and the air is dank and steamy Yet his body starts to shiver When the window cracks a sliver And a fiery fog From the miry bog Poors in the room In a sticky gloom And there the man See’s dead Luanne He’s terrified, but he keeps his pride Cause he knows that he ain’t dreaming And he starts screaming “Leave Luanne, Hell sent you back here for more Cause ain’t no one ever loved you” But said Luanne, “I’ve come to settle a score” And she shows him her feet are bound in chains And loyal Luanne Remains and remains And remains and remains Someone's howling Screams like sighing Grating, growling Never dying In a fate worse than death Leave Luanne, She cries her miserable wail So the bastards will never sleep again No, no reprieve Luanne She brings their souls down to hell A caution to the cruelest of men (a caution to the cruelest) God loves Luanne Praise be Amen

Im watching this at 6 in the morning on Christmas day :D

Oh My God!

Singer: Southern woman he ain’t no good to you Captions: *southern ain’t no good teeth* 😅

I've always found the image in this so chilling - Luanna is a deer and come the second verse, the bastard won't rest until she's dead.

AMMAZINF

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Omg i just realized they- it all makes sense now.. The entire musical does

BRUHHHHHHHH