"Book of Judith" // Rachel Sumner (live from the Dripping Springs Songwriters Festival)

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Filmed by Pilot Moon Films on site at the 2023 Dripping Springs Songwriters Festival in Dripping Spring, TX.
"Book of Judith" was written by Rachel Sumner
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LYRICS:
Hair wild, crawling down her collarbone
Black ivy sprawling on a wall of stone
Judith uncovered her old vanity
Marking the end of her widowing grief
Dust billowed up from the coarse painters sheet
And settled on top of the gold fleur de lis
That topped off the mirror, framing her face
She opened the armoire and pulled out her lace
Oh I'd make you a saint
If I could
I'd make you a saint
If I could
A king's army keen on destroying her home
Had cornered her people, they'd nowhere to go
And no one was daring, though all were despairing
All but dear Judith....
Men run unfettered through muck and through mire
And some are run through by the sword of desire
Judith, she knew this, and with wine and spite
Toward the encampment, she ran through the night
Oh I’d make you a saint
If I could
I’d make you a saint
If I could
Judith's allure was the key to the border
And she made her way to the General's quarters
She promised him secrets, poured wine heavy-handed
And she wore him down, just as she planned it
Red was the color of the setting sun
Red: the fine satin dress she had on
Now red's seeping through where he once lay asleep
And Judith's returning his sword to its sheath
Oh I’d make you a saint
If I could
I’d make you a saint
If I could
As soon as the cardinal dawn lit her path
She left the tent with a crimson-soaked sack
Her kith and her kin cryin’ “Victory!”
When she returned with the head of the head of their enemy
Oh I’d make you a saint
If I could
I’d make you a saint
If I could
I'd make you a saint
If I could