They’re also pretty similar in terms of their stories too, given where in both the trauma of the two women force them to become much more imposing darker entities then when they started out
John Martin well... Sara was just a girl who got shunned in high school and obviously felt no empathy for those less fortunate then her. Luanne was a woman taken in by a man who turned out to be an abuser but eventually got given her revenge after death.
@@alaska4939 both the women were out for vengance after they'd been done wrong too, however being that Sara Berry was still in High School in modern time. The only difference is Sara's reasoning was more childish and under pressure/peer pressure compared to Luanne being more mature and having more of a serious reasoning. Both of them faced traumatic mentally unhealthy experiences and retaliated in revenge.
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!
So he saw it was like “who would want to come to that everyday? It’s scary” And then he thought “You know what is also scary and people want to avoid? Horribly abusive husbands.”
i personally enjoy loose voices. but i could understand how someone would prefer a clearer voice. but i definitly agree with you, her voice is really good :D
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!
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.
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
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!
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Have i been watching different versions of this song for the past hour? Yes, i have, theyre all splendid
Ohh, good to know that i'm not the only one
Lol omg same!
Same
Ditto
The ballad of Sara Berry too
god i love the way she sings "i've come to settle a score."
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Sara Berry is an up beat bop but this is like the inverse and it is so cool
They’re also pretty similar in terms of their stories too, given where in both the trauma of the two women force them to become much more imposing darker entities then when they started out
John Martin well... Sara was just a girl who got shunned in high school and obviously felt no empathy for those less fortunate then her. Luanne was a woman taken in by a man who turned out to be an abuser but eventually got given her revenge after death.
@@alaska4939 both the women were out for vengance after they'd been done wrong too, however being that Sara Berry was still in High School in modern time. The only difference is Sara's reasoning was more childish and under pressure/peer pressure compared to Luanne being more mature and having more of a serious reasoning. Both of them faced traumatic mentally unhealthy experiences and retaliated in revenge.
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!
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?
Maybe they just wanted to write the song and had a picture they didn't know what to do with
I got the answer: ruclips.net/video/Y5LWU8FgTws/видео.html
1st Theory:
The deer mask belonged to *him.*
2nd Theory:
Luanne's spirit animal is a deer.
So he saw it was like “who would want to come to that everyday? It’s scary”
And then he thought “You know what is also scary and people want to avoid? Horribly abusive husbands.”
@@allycat0136 Mine is better!
she is so talented, holy shit, her vocal control is comparable with jay armstrong johnson
i personally enjoy loose voices. but i could understand how someone would prefer a clearer voice. but i definitly agree with you, her voice is really good :D
Hannah Jane Kile - listen to her album Broken Girl's Anthem... one of the most beautiful albums you'll ever hear.
this version gives me goosebumps, I really prefer when women perform this song
The main singers voice fits the song so well. The first few lines came out and I got shivers. Kudos to her!
CHILLS. What a hauntingly beautiful performance!
I have watched over fourteen versions of the same song and they are all lovely
DAMNNNN THIS IS THE BEST PERFORMANCE OF LEAVE LUANNE I'VE HEARD DAMMMNNNNNNNNNN I love it so much omgggg
I already watched this. Why is it still being recommended. Why am I still clicking on it anyways???
Give in to the beauty
THIS IS MY FAVORITE PERFORMANCE OF THIS BY FAR
I got chills like crazy! I didn't think anyone could do this song so well!!
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!
That one dislike is from the husband
Correction The Bastard.
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😱
This was so beautiful, I couldn't help the chills I had throughout the entire performance!
Just realized there are only 51 comments? The singer absolutely killed it this was spectacular like its so good! Wonderful
can’t believe i just found this!! this is beautiful !!!
I almost forgot to watch this today
i got SHIVERSSSS
she is insanely talented
Yas QUEEN!!! Amazing job!!
Absolutely chilling!
Literal CHILLS. Wow.
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.
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
This is AMAZING
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.
How old is the singer there?
She's got the voice of a young angel.
I believe she’s 26!
@@rilljillful Awesome!
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!
I've listened to this so many times. So good
Hannah Jane Kile is awesome!
Singer: Southern woman he ain’t no good to you
Captions: *southern ain’t no good teeth* 😅
Im watching this at 6 in the morning on Christmas day :D
oop i wanna do t his
Oh My God!
The original is great but I can barely listen anymore. It just sounds so much better from her! 😄
Yessssss
Omg i just realized they- it all makes sense now.. The entire musical does
What did you realize
Dude what diid you realise???
@@full-timeanimeman4341 I'll be so fr, I forgot
@@driftwood_ride_the_cyclone i forgot, it was two years ago 😔
@@EmiTheGreat oh nooo 😭
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