If you're into folk music, then
Iron & Wine is an absolute must. He's a brilliant songwriter. Here's one of my favorites from him:
Upward Over the Mountain
Mother don't worry
I killed the last snake that lived in the creek bed
Mother don't worry
I've got some money I saved for the weekend
Mother, remember being so stern
With that girl who was with me?
Mother, remember the blink of an eye
When I breathed through your body?
So may the sunrise bring hope
Where it once was forgotten
Sons are like birds
Flying upward over the mountain
Mother, I made it up
From the bruise of a floor of this prison
Mother, I lost it
All of the fear of the Lord I was given
Mother forget me
Now that the creek drank the cradle you sang to
Mother forgive me
I sold your car for the shoes that I gave you
So may the sunrise bring hope
Where it once was forgotten
Sons are like birds
Flying upward over the mountain
Mother, don't worry
I've got a coat and some friends on the corner
Mother, don't worry
She's got a garden we're planting together
Mother, remember the night
That the dog had her pups in the pantry?
Blood on the floor and the fleas on their paws
And you cried 'til the morning
So may the sunrise bring hope
Where it once was forgotten
Sons are like birds
Flying upward over the mountain