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Going North
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Going North
I’ve had this dream ever since I was a child
I am always going north
On a mountain path a-winding ‘round
Or a bird flying over islands
There are no trees
The sun is slanted low
And I have to go
There are stout little houses on the lane
Stone and sheep, and coal fire
White sea beaches, high sandy cliffs
And waves of turquoise color
With this place I feel akin
Like kin, like ken, to know
I simply have to go
My thoughts are louder than the wind today
But they offer me no shelter
One foot falls and then another on my way
Boots on mud and heather
I’ve had this dream forever
Plates collide and then they come apart
Pangaea’s torn asunder
I step into the Kingdom of your heart
Our lives knit back together
Feel the resonant core
The deep magnetic ore
The needle points me northward
My thoughts are louder than the wind today
But they offer me no shelter
One foot falls and then another on my way
Gravity knocked on its side
I reach from sky to sky
I’m up for the ride
I’ve had this dream forever
I’ve had this dream forever
I’ve had this dream forever
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River Flows On
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River Flows On
Coming round the bend of the lazy blue Ohio
A big long barge is making its way down
It’s heavy with coal, and it sinks into the current
Gonna keep the lights on in this town
Late last night I saw the smoke dissolve into the moonlight
And wilted like the petals of a flower
That pale disk reflected on the surface of the water
And the coal kept coming steady as the hour
The river flows on
A change is coming
The river flows on
A change is coming now
Feel the sun a-shining – it’s a crown upon the forest
Upon the greening leaves awake, awake
It is a massive engine building muscle in its branches
With every breath of carbon that it takes
There’s all this freedom here right beneath our noses
There’s sunlight flowing freely from the sky
All this freedom waiting here held captive by our choices
Adapt to the conditions or we die
All these forlorn factories of yesterday’s abundance
Possess a certain beauty in their ruin
Gravity will pull them down until you will not see them
Until the sunlight lifts another bloom
Here we are riding on this tiny blue marble
Careening through space and emptiness
Here we are sitting on a bend on above this river
In the bosom of this place lest we forget
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John Muir’s Walking Blues
What cha gonna do when the well runs dry
What cha gonna do when the well runs dry
Hang your head and commence to cry
Gonna hit the road and say goodbye
With the John Muir blues
I got John Muir’s walking blues
What cha gonna do when the rain don’t come
What cha gonna do when the rain don’t come
Remember the year the Oakies fled
Now you’ve made the very same bed
There was water in the ground and in the mountains high
Now the valley’s sunk down and the snow pack’s dry
Big Ag is playing like Chinatown
If you want your pasture green got to lay your money down
Got the John Muir blues
I got John Muir’s walking blues
I’m walking back to a holy land
Where mountains and valleys forever stand
You can dam Hetch Hetchy it’ll do no good
You’ll still be thirsty and hungry too
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Five Miles From Town
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Man Of Constant Sorrow
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Man of Constant Sorrow
I am a man of constant sorrow
I have seen trouble all my days
I bid farewell to old Kentucky
The place where I was born and raised
Oh for six long years I’ve been in trouble
No pleasure here on earth I’ve found
For in this world I have to ramble
I have no parents to help me now
Oh it’s fare you well my own true lover
I fear I’ll never see you again
Oh I am bound to ride this northern railroad
Perhaps I’ll die upon the train
Oh you may bury me in some deep valley
For many a year where I may lay
And you may learn to love another
While I am sleeping in the grave
Oh friends all know how to be a stranger
My face you may never see no more
But there’s one promise that is given
Where we can meet on the beautiful shore
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The Angel's Share
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The Angel's Share
Upon the hill where the barley’s grown
The sun falls warm and the wind blows cold
From the moor we cut the peat
Taste it when the dram is neat
Now bring the water from the well
From under stone and over fell
For months and years she sleeps away
In oaken casks through night and day
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And so the breathing wood abides
With the fall and rising tides
Escape thy tender molecule
Attain a lofty altitude
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Hey Ho! Rise and go
Swing me round my calico
On a wing and on a prayer
Come and take your angels share
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Sally’s coming through the rye
I seen her yonder riding high
With bracken hair and raven eyes
She kissed the boys and made them sigh
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I wandered here into this town
And found good comfort all around
The men were kind and the women sweet
We’ll raise a glass and then repeat.
Hey Ho! Rise and go
Swing me round my calico
On a wing and on a prayer
Come and take your angels share
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Hey Ho! Rise and go
Such a lovely afterglow
Mountain thyme and maidenhair
Come and take your angels share
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7. |
The Emigrant
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The Emigrant
I hear about it snowing in the north
It’s warm here down in Santa Fe
I’m pulled back and forth
The aspen are like angels
Waiting by the door
I hear about it snowing in the north
I’ve heard tell about the Council of the Pines
The grey wolf and the chickadee
They’re doing fine
And all around the campfire
Stories are sublime
I’ve heard tell about the Council of the Pines
They say there’ll be a drought upon the land
We’ll vanish like a vapor from a wicked sleight of hand
We’ll blow down from the San Joaquin
To the Rio Grande
They say there’ll be a drought upon the land
Soon I will be taking to the road
The grass is always greener where the rivers always flow
There’s a dusty wind upon my back
And the sun is sinking low
Soon I will be taking to the road
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8. |
Allene's Waltz
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9. |
Asheville Blues
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Asheville Blues
I’ve got the blues, those Asheville Blues
I’ve got the blues, those Asheville Blues
Ain’t got no home
Ain’t got no shoes
The mountain’s high and the rent is steep
The mountain’s high and the rent is steep
There’s no place to park my SUV
I’ve got the blues, those Asheville Blues
I’ve got the blues, those Asheville Blues
Ain’t got no home
Ain’t got no shoes
The people here, they treat me fine
The people here, they treat me fine
They give me beer
They give me wine
I’ve got the blues, and I’ve got ‘em bad
I’ve got the blues, and I’ve got ‘em bad
My baby’s gone
And left me sad
I’m going out, Caladon-i-a
I’m going out, to Caladon-i-a
I don’t know how long
I’m going to stay
I’ve got the blues, those Asheville Blues
I’ve got the blues, those Asheville Blues
Ain’t got no home
Ain’t got no shoes
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10. |
Loose The Ties
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11. |
The Sky
05:16
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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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