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Rumplestiltzkin: Dead at 95
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An interesting take on a childrens' tale, told from an adult perspective
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Z. Mulls
Songs by Z. Mulls
Fri Jun 20, 2008
Acoustic : Acoustic Folk
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About the song
This started out as a joke. On a "creative writing" board, someone left the title "Rumplestiltzkin: Dead at 95" as a writing challenge. I wrote a quick response to it and it got interesting. It's not the most elegant of lyrics, but the bridge really slays me.

I passed this on to Darryl Gregory of Blue Cave Studios to take my melody and chord progressions and he got vocalist Lisa Murray to record it.
The coffin, as you'd guess, was small
It didn't take much wood at all
The tiny body cleaned and simply clad
At the gravesite stood the prince
With unfamiliar diffidence
To pay respects to the father he never had

They closed his withered jaw
His story finally told
They packed his grave with straw
Bought with the last of his gold
And they say all he wanted was a son
While he was still alive
Rumplestiltzkin -- Dead at 95

The Queen told the Prince not to go
The Prince told her ‘I had to know
Who was the man who wanted me as a child
I would have learned a useful trade
Not lived this palace promenade
With chaperones and guards who never smiled.”

The Queen turned to face the wall
Said, “You don’t understand at all
I was so young and had no place to turn.
I took advantage of his spell
And told the lies I had to tell
You’ve no idea what life will make you learn.”


Nobody pays
All of their debts
Everyone dies
With several regrets
The dwarf and the queen
And everyone in between

The letter "R" was on the tomb
The carver said there wasn't room
And noone knew just how to spell the name
The Prince looked on his would-be kin
He mourned the man he might have been
And cursed the man he finally became