The Butcher
Leonard Cohen Lyrics


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I came upon a butcher,
He was slaughtering a lamb,
I accused him there
With his tortured lamb.

He said, Listen to me, child,
I am what I am and you, you are my only son.
Well, I found a silver needle,
I put it into my arm.

It did some good,
Did some harm.
But the nights were cold
And it almost kept me warm,
How come the night is long?
I saw some flowers growing up
Where that lamb fell down

Was I supposed to praise my Lord,
Make some kind of joyful sound?
He said, Listen, listen to me now,
I go round and round
And you, you are my only child.

Do not leave me now,
Do not leave me now,
I'm broken down
From a recent fall.

Blood upon my body




And ice upon my soul,
Lead on, my son, it is your world.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Leonard Cohen's song, "The Butcher," are both enigmatic and profound. The song, like many of Cohen's works, contains themes of religion, the human condition, and mortality. The verses tell the story of the singer's encounter with a butcher who is killing a lamb. The singer confronts the butcher, accusing him of cruelty towards the animal, but the butcher responds to him cryptically, saying that he is what he is, and the singer is his only son. The second verse tells of the singer's experience with drugs and the demons they bring. The line, "How come the night is long?" speaks to the isolation and loneliness that often accompanies addiction. The third verse speaks of the singer's crisis of faith, questioning whether he should be praising God in the face of the cruel and tragic death of the lamb. The butcher responds once again, telling the singer to listen and that he and the singer are forever linked.


At its core, "The Butcher" is a song about the human condition: our constant struggle with morality, faith, and existence. The encounter between the singer and the butcher parallels a conversation between God and man. The butcher represents God, while the singer represents humanity. The song suggests that God is neither good nor evil and that our relationship with Him is complicated and full of ambiguity. The song also hints at the idea that the choices we make in life ultimately determine our fate.


Line by Line Meaning

I came upon a butcher,
I stumbled upon a man who was in the process of killing a young lamb.


He was slaughtering a lamb,
The man was ending the life of the lamb so as to butcher it for consumption.


I accused him there with his tortured lamb.
I reprimanded the man for his actions, pointing out the torment that the lamb must have gone through in the slaughterhouse.


He said, Listen to me, child,
The butcher addressed me as a parent would a child.


I am what I am and you, you are my only son.
He emphasized his identity and related it to me, the only one he had in the conversation.


Well, I found a silver needle,
The scene shifted, and the butcher spoke of himself and a drug he found.


I put it into my arm.
He injected the drug into his bloodstream.


It did some good,
The drug had positive effects.


Did some harm.
The drug also had negative consequences.


But the nights were cold
The cold weather appears to explain the use of the drug.


And it almost kept me warm,
The drug provided physical warmth through its consumption.


How come the night is long?
The artist expresses confusion at the length of this particular night.


I saw some flowers growing up
The scene and speaker shift back to the site of the butchery.


Where that lamb fell down
The flowers somehow relate to the location of the lamb's death.


Was I supposed to praise my Lord,
The singer wonders whether or not there is any reason to express gratitude to a higher power in this situation.


Make some kind of joyful sound?
The artist ponders whether or not joy is an appropriate response to the situation.


He said, Listen, listen to me now,
The butcher interjects, attempting to take control of the conversation.


I go round and round
The butcher speaks of himself, appearing to be stuck in some kind of cycle.


And you, you are my only child.
He addresses the singer once more, emphasizing the closeness of their relationship.


Do not leave me now,
The butcher pleads with the artist, apparently fearing abandonment.


Do not leave me now,
He repeats the plea.


I'm broken down
He reveals himself as being damaged and weakened.


From a recent fall.
He implies that his current state is due to a recent event that caused him to falter.


Blood upon my body
The butcher reveals injury or open wounds.


And ice upon my soul,
His damage is not just physical. He also speaks of a coldness in his emotional state.


Lead on, my son, it is your world.
The butcher hands over control of the situation and life in general to the singer, perhaps showing the powerlessness of the aged or weakened.




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Written by: LEONARD COHEN

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Comments from YouTube:

Ramiro Calderon

Que voz tan maravillosa. Es inigualable.

Lulubelle III

I have "Songs From a Room" on vinyl. Even though I couldn't play it on a record player now if I had one (so worn out from being played, and the record player, well, I lost that during the most devastating break-up of my lifetime) you can't put a price on some things. I saw Leonard Cohen live some years ago too. As depraved as I am, at this moment I feel lucky to have those memories...and of course, that precious record.

Max Black Photography

I had six or seven of his earlier albums (vinyl) and most of his later work on CDs. There's a copy of "Stranger Music - Selected poems and songs" a few feet ways from this computer. I even read his novels "Beautiful Losers" and "The Favorite Game."

I hope you're less depraved now.

Lulubelle III

@Max Black Photography Thank you for this comment. Life is strange and I feel like I am trapped.... knowing that I am my own worst enemy, while living a life with "shame" and "anxiety" being the only two words that I feel describe myself...well, depravity it is. I have nothing to offer but my own confusion.

Max Black Photography

@Lulubelle III Thanks for replying. I know both those words and states ( I could write a book and so could you) and I can offer a suggestion or two - but this is not the place.

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James Hetfield

So underrated

trillkvlt

Seriously it did get covered by full of hell and the body a couple of years ago it’s a hard interesting interpretation

David H.

I have often played or thought about this song after drinking and thinking about my father. I wonder what Mr. Cohen's father was like.

sofija perkovic

Perfect!πŸ‘ŒπŸ‘"

Bruno Modugno

mi ricorda i primi anni '70. E' magico

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