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Sadie
04:02
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Sadie
There's a river far up north that the railroad follows
There's a mansion that old money bought and later swallowed
When the sunset comes pigeons settle on it's eaves
and mark the valleys curve by the old elm trees
There's a broke down car there's a borrowed dollar
There's a pack of hounds running loose up the hollow
When the moonshine hits the man so hard
Little Sadie I'll be in your back yard
This old house once stood great, shrugs a shoulder to it's fate
and yields to the feeling of time slowed down
Natures rules are born again, dear old Sadie be my friend
You're stronger than the will of time gone by, of time gone by
Sadie walks the tracks down to the rivers island
where the homeless in the summer wash thier clothes
they know her to be kind, but she hears voices all the time
and late at night we often hear her sing
I must admit I'm persuaded by her charms
though I cannot say exactly what they are
and she says, " There ain't no use to hurry, pull up yourself a chair,
now tell me dear, what's brought you by this way?"
This old house once stood great, shrugs a shoulder to it's fate
and yields to the feeling of time slowed down
Natures rules are born again, dear old Sadie be my friend
You're stronger than the will of time gone by, of time gone by
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2. |
Goodbye Mary Jane
03:04
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Goodbye Mary Jane
MaryJane don't you comfort me
you stay right where you are
So long now you've been a good friend
but you're a dead end, that's all
There've been many times I've sympathized
and justified your stay
I needed you like you wanted me to
now won't you go away
You've eclipsed my wildest dreams
and put me in the shade
Then you try to convince me that you are the sun
and that I've got it made
You put voices in my head
that tell me I can fly
Well I ain't no bird and I ain't no catch
and I do not like your lies
I don't have that much to lose
but it doesn't mean I should
I'd just come back and start all over again
and I'd hate to think I would
have to meet you one more time
and fall in love again
And have to write this same damn song
just to say goodbye, my friend, my-
MaryJane I'm leaving you
you can't hold me anymore
You've burned your way into my soul
It's time to close the door
close the door!
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3. |
Shady Grove
03:39
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Shady Grove
Cheeks as red as a blooming rose
And eyes of the prettiest brown
She's the darling of my heart
Sweetest girl in town
And if I had a glass of wine
Bread and meat for two
I'd set it out on a golden plate
and give it all to you
Shady Grove I say
Shady Grove, my little love
I'm bound to go away
When I was a little boy
I wanted a Barlow knife
But now I want little Shady Grove
to say she'll be wife
A kiss from pretty little Shady Grove
Is as sweet as brandy wine
There ain't no girl in this whole world
that's prettier than mine
Shady Grove I say
Shady Grove, my little love
I'm bound to go away
I once had a muley cow
Muley she was born
Took a jaybird forty years
to fly from horn to horn
Fly around my pretty little miss
Fly around my daisy
Fly around my pretty little miss
You know you drive me crazy
Peaches in the summertime
Peaches in the fall
If I can't have little Shady Grove
I'll have no love at all
And if I had a needle and thread
as fine as I could sew
I'd sew that pretty girl to my side
and down the road we'd go
Shady Grove, my little love
Shady Grove I say
Shady Grove, my little love
I'm bound to go away
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4. |
Midnight Salvage
03:18
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Midnight Salvage
Went down to the crossroads, to lay my greenback down
Went down to the crossroads, to lay my greenback down
Say, I know where I have to go
to turn this hard life around
Went down to the crossroads
I heard that precious sound
Found my midnight salvage and, I knew my reverie
Found my midnight salvage and, I knew my reverie
I caught a ride to the other side
and found that I was free
Found my midnight salvage
and I knew my reverie
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5. |
Redpoll
03:33
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Redpoll
Redpoll come from far away
I'm thinking maybe will she stay
She hovers at the springtime's edge
and makes her way along the sedge
Morning comes and daylight grows
melting what the darkness froze
Show your scarlet cap to me
come here close that I can see
I find you in the white birch grove
I reckon it's why my spirits hove
all a'rosy on your breast
finds you in your social best
Catkins dangle on the trees
you break apart for tiny seeds
and chatter past my window sill
belly full you fly until......
The snow is high around my door
just like it was twelve months before
three logs and the stove is full
the bed is warm I feel the pull
Shadows lengthen 'till they fall
muffled from my beck and call
Burrowed in your sleepy hole
within a breath of brother mole
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6. |
Stalk Your Calling
04:37
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Stalk Your Calling
Weasels hunting by the riverside his sight and senses down
of a sudden from up above an eagles talons turn him around
Weasel sinks his teeth in the birds white neck as he's lifted off the ground
He's hanging on for the dearest life ever imagined to be found
Air borne bones and far flung fur
reasons why will differ
The eagle's flying east and
The weasel's falling north, while we....
Stalk our calling, we can stalk our calling
We can stalk our calling
and the weasel's falling north
Once I loved a goddess, she lived in a cabin by the river
We'd go walking on the dark night when the wind would make me shiver
It seems I took to careless love and I did not know what I had
Ambition took hold of my liberty and like a frightened deer I ran
Your line of light travels far
Blue ascending morning star
Imminent is what we are, when we...
Stalk our calling, we can stalk our calling
We can stalk our calling
Imminent is what we are
The air is thick, and the sound is bright, light is flashing in my eyes
sweat runs off of my nose and cheek as I crouch in the reeds grown high
I had to rise early to watch you swim from your den across the pool
climbing up the bank in ritual as you gather winter fuel
Well the rain may flood and the sun may burn
You swim free as I observe
I walk away knowing my prayers are heard, when we...
Stalk our calling, we can stalk our calling
We can stalk our calling
And our prayers are often heard
Our prayers are often heard
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7. |
Wishing Pool
03:48
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Wishing Pool
Rolling on bridges high over water
lights of the barges shine down below
I think I see the city on the horizon
Orion is gone from this night owl sky
I'm too far from home, too far from reason
too far away from my own sleeping bed
I been too many miles, spent too many dollars
got too much music going on in my head, in my head
Can you take a hint, can you see your shadow
or listen for a trace of it's sound
I can hear the stories go on for ever
all those lost souls are now homeward bound
They were lost in the scraps of your handwritten letters
lost in the weave of your old hand-me-downs
They were worn on the heels of these boots that you gave me
looking for you on the streets of this town
What will you do with this broke down gambler
who clutches for threads of grace in the air
who whispers to Mary, "how I adore you"
and dreams of the days when the sky was so fair.
Just give me one last chance for my fortunes are changing
Quiet my soul for this old wishing pool
I'll throw one last dime into the clear water
the well it is deep and the drink it is cool
Just give me one last chance for my fortunes are changing
Quiet my soul for this old wishing pool
I'll throw one last dime into the clear water
the well it is deep and the drink it is cool, It is cool
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8. |
Heaven
03:30
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Heaven
It ain't the weight of heaven
It's not the love of sin
It's more like standing at those gates
Waiting to be taken in
My true love must love another
I can see it in my angels eyes
She longs for the places of beauty
Fickle as the rain
It's not much like loving whiskey
It's not like drinking gin
It's more like after the fever
And you finally welcome love in
So close on the distance
Sail the the country wide
So tell me, roots of mercy
Where will my tree grow
If I find a place in your garden
Would you let my angel know
So Huck's got his raft on the river, and
Tom has his day of fame
And I'll keep my rail and road
And this good old walking cane
It ain't the weight of heaven...
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9. |
Edge of the Woods
02:50
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10. |
Sweet Dream
03:31
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Sweet Dream
All you have to do
is tell me what you'd choose
In your wildest dreams
'bout something you would be
And if you would say, yes
I know this would be blessed
Some call it the longest run
I say, this could be fun
it's a Sweet Dream
I can't tell you nothin'
You don't already know
This love defies all logic
but it's where we have to go
I won't get suspicious
If we see things differently
We got one thing in common
We all would like to be
In that Sweet Dream
Have you ever noticed
when there's something on your mind
It's like a carrot on a string
It's there all the time
I would just be happy
I would get along
if I could ramble on your street
just singing this old song
'bout a Sweet Dream
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11. |
Lazy June
03:29
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Lazy June
The sun will rise like the day is long
The dew will lift off of the lawn
Lazy June drifts on the breeze
Honey's looking for the bees
Turn around I'm laying next to you
Funny how some dreams just might come true
I hear the fish jumping in the lake
I wonder how much love this boy can take
Cherries fall from off the trees
Dark and sweet your mystery
Pinch my cheek and open up my eyes
If I'm still here I'll need no alibi
I think I'll stay in bed all day
and let the world turn as it may
I'll read a book, you can scratch my back
I think I'll have have a little more of that
Rock and roll me honey oh so slow
We've only got forever don't you know
The light may fade without a thought
what's come has come, what's not has not
Fisherman cast out his line
hold me closely one more time
before the old man moon, he bids us up to play
and we row between the stars in the milky way
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Dana and Susan Robinson Cabot, Vermont
"From Cabot, Vermont – Americana-roots and folk duo, Dana and Susan Robinson combine vivid, songwriting with fiddle tunes, oldtime banjo, elegant melodies, and rich harmony singing."
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