This one ain't gonna get any upvotes because nobody's probably ever heard of him, Shawn Phillips. In 1973, I was positive this guy was going to be the next Bob Dylan, way before Brucey Springsteen even thought about that title.
A sample of his lyrics... "Stupidity can never make answers, pathos is there in all of its might..." , how profound is that?
Red moon rising, dogs are howling
Throwing stones at Willy on the other side
Octogenarians intermarrying
What you gonna do when the light goes out?
Madly scrambling in the brambling
Up the mountain like a frightened trout
Killing relieves the hunting imperative
Maiming relieves the sadist's delight
They don't believe in what they are doing
I do believe that they are uptight
Safe and secure in maudlin commodities
Smug and pedantic into their lives
Stupidity can never make answers
Pathos is there in all of its might