tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225825302024-03-13T10:56:18.496-04:00jackscrow -- a Song BlogThe world shot down Love as a spy, once upon a time ago. // ...now I'm scanning these crowds for some sign of Your face. // You get bigger as you go, bales of memory like boats in tow.jackscrowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16163915446151636189noreply@blogger.comBlogger82125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22582530.post-10756657440390534152015-08-02T00:00:00.000-04:002015-08-02T19:15:02.596-04:00Crying For the World...<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><b><i>Crying For the World</i></b><br /><br />Slipping silly into the street<br />Fresh from a four-star five-course fete<br />Six splits of wine between us<br />Cathedral looms, the steps are steep<br />But we’re laughing, light on our feet<br />Climbing, stuff a sawbuck in the poor-box<br /><br />I got twenty dollars down on a conscience<br />And a Christmas Fund<br />Some adopted family is gonna have<br />… some fun<br />Excuse me, Happy Holidays,<br />Not Christmas<br />Not much warm and fuzzy</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Goin' on between us<br /><br />We never get the full names, it's designed<br />To protect all those involved<br />We contact them, they’ll ask for more</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">And we have set the resource ceiling on their cause<br />I bought a hammer once for Habitat<br />How can they compete with that?<br />Ah the moolah that I gave<br />The lives I've gone no miles to save<br /><br />But my tears are all you need<br />For I love this life I lead<br />So, I’m crying for the world<br />I’m crying for the world<br />I’m crying for the world<br />And doing nothing<br />... nothing<br /><br />Never known no worries, no</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I've never been alone<br />Credit card and for emergencies,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">And bail is one call home<br />Never thought on privilege<br />How it fell to me and why<br />When your grown-up work is faking it<br />And built on the Big Lie<br />You take that deal and take and take some more<br />And driving home, break down and cry<br /><br />So my tears are all you need<br />For I love this life I lead<br />And I’m crying for the world<br />I’m crying for the world<br />I’m crying for the world<br />And doing nothing<br />... nothing</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />Oh, when your daytime job is faking it</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">And build on the Big Lie</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">You take that deal and take and take some more</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">And driving home break down and cry</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">And my tears are all you need<br />For I love this life I lead<br />And I’m crying for the world<br />I’m crying for the world<br />I’m crying for the world<br />And doing nothing<br />... nothing</span> </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">NPR and BBC, your stories they all bother me</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">NPR and BBC, your stories they all bother me'</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">And I'm crying</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">For the world</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Crying...</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">For the world </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Never thought on privilege</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">How it fell to me and why</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Never thought on privilege</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">How it fell to me and why</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Slipping silly into the street<br />Fresh from a four-star five-course fete<br />Six splits of wine between us</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span>jackscrowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16163915446151636189noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22582530.post-1252255697314086532014-07-12T17:15:00.002-04:002014-07-12T17:15:55.133-04:00Graveyard Of Dreams<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Been having long conversations with a dead man </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">He's standing in a room of my dreams </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">It's got a table, a chair, a glass and a bottle </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">And a cupboard full of "What does this mean" </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Uh-huh... Uh-huh... </span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Been waking up way too tired, too all worn down </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">From climbing up mountains, way above the clouds </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Parachuting from airplanes, riding canvas made of doubt </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Hitting the ground, hard, then tunneling out </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Uh-huh... Uh-huh... </span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Whistling past graveyards, freeways, cars lined up like stones </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Charging into battle, and that slow retreat toward home </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Soldiers in a war that no one wants to wage </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">And you know that it is only rest we crave </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Uh-huh... Uh-huh... </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Where does it come from </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Lord, why does it go </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">How do you find it, again </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">And when do you know </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">When do you get too old </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">What do you see </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Who do you blame </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">For this graveyard of dreams </span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Been having long conversations with a dead man </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">He's standing in a room of my dreams </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">It's got a table, a chair, a glass and a bottle </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">And a cupboard full of "What does this mean" </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Uh-huh... Uh-huh... </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Uh-huh... Uh-huh...</span>jackscrowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16163915446151636189noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22582530.post-49634247963165296472013-05-26T21:47:00.000-04:002013-05-27T09:19:50.111-04:00Memorial Day...<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><i>Well, here we go again, folks. It's Memorial Day. Seems the Memorial "just gets bigger as we go. Bales of memory like boats in tow." </i> </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span><br />
<a href="http://www.archive.org/details/MemorialDay_785"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 180%;"><b><i>Memorial Day</i></b></span></a><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">It's Memorial Day </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I'm goin' back to the old town </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Back to the little white Church </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Up on that Higher Ground </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Gonna walk in the street </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Gonna see the parade </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Gonna smell all the flowers </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Gonna visit the graves </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">On Memorial Day </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">And we'll talk about the kind of man </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Who'd lay his life down </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I've seen him on the street </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">He's from our hometown </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">The catch, the "gleam of glory bright" </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Is seeded on the mound </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Here’s hopin’ that the cause was just </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">‘cause the cost keeps comin’ round </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">On Memorial Day </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Back in the hometown </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Back at the big white house </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Up from the old playground </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Gonna sit on the porch </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Sip lemonade </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">The sweet and the sour </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Go together... these days </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Dusk fallin' on this oak-lined street </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">My toddler trips across my feet </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Comfort's arms don't keep </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A Crescent Moon </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">From hangin' in the east </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">And I ponder on a way of life </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">That draws it's strength from war and strife</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Demands the bloody sacrifice </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">And wonder </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">That there might be a better way</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">On Memorial Day </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I'm goin' back to the old town </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Back to the little white Church </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Up on that Higher Ground </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Gonna walk in the street </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Gonna see the parade </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Gonna smell all the flowers </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Gonna visit the graves<br />Gonna sit on the porch<br />Gonna sip lemonade<br />The sweet and the sour<br />Go together today </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">...Memorial Day</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">© 2006, D. Dain</span>jackscrowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16163915446151636189noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22582530.post-66162552573427797642013-05-01T00:06:00.000-04:002013-07-06T12:27:18.483-04:00Too Big<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><a href="http://www.archive.org/details/TooBig"><span style="font-size: 180%;"><b><i>Too Big</i></b></span></a></span><br />
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<span id="yui_3_7_2_25_1367457998985_81" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Slippery slope, d<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">ominoes</span> down</span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Tear a brick from the wall of our movie-set town</span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">To patch a hole in the hull of a boat run aground</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Full of hope that don't float, dreams that done drowned</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">We conjure our money right out of thin air</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Backed by faith in faces with cool New York stares</span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">They’re <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">talkin</span>' the Bull and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">walkin</span>' the Bear</span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"> </span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Treadin</span>' where only derivatives dare</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Aiaa, I... Aiaa, I...</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Aaaaiii</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">We don't make anything, anymore</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Not counting food for the world, fodder for war</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Clothes are from China, cars from Japan</span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">All too big to fail. What don't you understand?</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Capital cronies, all skull and bones</span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Makin' the book on all of our loans</span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">They guild 'em with Gold, Man, and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Sachs 'em</span> like Rome</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Bet it all on the red, hell, it’s only a home</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Aiaa, I... Aiaa, I...</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Aaaaiii</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">No safety, just</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> a Lie too big to fail</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Run the shell game, bail your buddies out of jail </span><br />
<span id="yui_3_7_2_25_1367457998985_76" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Leveraged debt is just the way of life</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Grab</span><span id="yui_3_7_2_25_1367457998985_73" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> the bonus, baby, run away and hide</span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Stick and carrot, fake retirement plans </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Most are left with</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> empty, open hands</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Lucky bowl of soup and sandwich</span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">and a </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">“Please, please, Mister, if you can?”</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Aiaa, I... Aiaa, I...</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Aaaaiii</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">We don't make anything, anymore</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Not counting food for the world, fodder for war</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br /></span><span id="yui_3_7_2_25_1367457998985_69" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Oh, and words, we make words - j</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">ust watch 'em fly</span> <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Hot air to flutter the flags </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">On a Forth of July</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Hot air to flutter the flags</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Oh, flutter the flags </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Aiaa, I... Aiaa, I...</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Aaaaiii</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Aaaaiii</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">© D. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Dain</span>, 2009</span> </span><br />
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<br />jackscrowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16163915446151636189noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22582530.post-25204286948437526302013-03-01T16:20:00.000-05:002013-03-02T14:44:28.303-05:00<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><b><i>Fall Away </i></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Call me home,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">my own have never been that far from You</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">And I've been as all</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">since lilacs bloom, the stripers run and Summer's come</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">With only hope</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I'm born into that Nature thing</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Knowing right and doing wrong</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I let it fall away</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">And I can't help</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">but think on where we used to be</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Crying out to anything</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Whistling past that fancy yard of our communal separation</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">We drive toward home</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">and all that all those left behind can say</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Is that knowing right and doing wrong</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">We let it fall away</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">And call me home</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">But while I wait, I live here</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Remember me</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">to my Dad, he won't forget</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">No matter how many</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">transient tears and sorrowful no mores get wiped away</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">It still springs</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Oh, it still springs</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">"The least of these",</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">my arrival may be very unexpected</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Having been nothing</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">but the subject of vague hope from just a few</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Draw a line, Pretending to Belief to Destination</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">And it still springs</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Oh, it still springs</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Oh call me home</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I've never been that far from You</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Across the Vale,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">of field and forest, river, mountain, wailing wall of waiting</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">It cannot be </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">that far for me, </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I'm counting</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Still, knowing right and doing wrong</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Oh, don’t let me fall away</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Oh, knowing right and doing wrong</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Don't let me fall away</span>jackscrowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16163915446151636189noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22582530.post-79012512203118220182013-01-12T00:30:00.000-05:002014-02-23T09:06:45.632-05:00Clue<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><i>This song started from a comment that I heard Lucy Kaplansky make about her mom.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><i>So... leave clues. Lucy's mom said to.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><i></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><i>Outside of "Bell In My Chest", this is probably my favorite personal composition. And, it IS personal. Not an untrue word or wish. </i></span><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"></span></i><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><i>You know who you are -- Love Love Love</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span><br />
<a href="http://www.archive.org/details/Clue.wav"><span style="font-size: 180%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><b><i>Clue</i></b></span></span></a><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I didn’t leave a footprint in the sand</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I’m not by the ocean</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Ya' might find one in the mud</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I’m a stick – been stuck for years</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Won’t be walkin’ on the Strand</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I never made that kinda jack and those are not my people</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Might be hangin’ with the band</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">They let me sing sometimes</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">And if you look for me, you’ll find me</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Tho’ I never had one, I surely left a clue</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">If anybody knows, I’m certain that it’s you</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">‘cause you been there</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">It’s where I carry you…</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Please, just no jokes ‘bout me </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Drownin’ in my tears</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">‘cause there’s the very good chance </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">That this is true</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">We all have our</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Worries, doubts, and wants and fears</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">And sometimes</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Even deeper shades of blue</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">And when the clock is ticking</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">And you see it all so clear</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Get right down to the matter</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Count all that's truly dear; and...</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">All and all and all and all</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Is Love Love Love</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">All and all and all and all</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Is Love Love Love</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">And if you look for me, you’ll find me</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Tho’ I never had one, I’m sure I left a clue</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">If anybody knows, I’m certain that it’s you</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">‘cause you been there</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">It’s where I carry you… </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Oh, you been there</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">It's where I carry you</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">© Daniel Dain, 2006.</span>jackscrowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16163915446151636189noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22582530.post-12174146645270364412012-10-27T17:18:00.000-04:002012-10-28T18:42:10.259-04:00I Can't Remember, They're Just Names....<h2>
<a href="http://archive.org/details/ICantRememberTheyreJustNames"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><i><b>I Can't Remember, They're Just Names</b></i></span></a></h2>
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<span style="color: #003300;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> </span></span></h2>
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<span style="color: #003300;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I can’t remember, they’re just names</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">And I’m not tryin’ to change somebody’s mind</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Got a little nit to pick</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Couple tricks to try and I’ll be fine</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Writin’ while I’m drivin’</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">It’s when I do the little thinkin' that I do</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Caught here in the traffic</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">The only freedom of the road is solitude</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Let's talk about this human stain,</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #003300;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Sad, sweet, short, conditional refrain</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Follow all the rule of thumb</span><br /><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">It all comes down to just one thing</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">An' if you’re the one a-listenin’</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Why am I the one in pain?</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Jus' how it's got to be</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I don’t bother to explain</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">(And) Sometimes, if not always, it’s all me</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">If it’s your hat, why’s it hangin’ on my tree?</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">How you gonna walk a mile when the shoe don’t fit?</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Take that trip and then you’ll see...</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Maybe Rodney got it wrong</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Can’t spin out when the give-a-damn’s gone red</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Sometimes a curve is just a curve</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">And there’s a lighthouse in the cornfield up ahead</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I know that you don’t care</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Just in case, give it a wave before we’re dead</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">And I stopped meaning all that much</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Just to keep the children fed</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">(And) Sometimes, if not always, it’s all me</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">If it’s your hat, why’s it hangin’ on my tree? </span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Hard to walk a mile when the shoe don't fit</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Take that trip and then you’ll see...</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I can't remember, they're just names</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">And I'm not tryin' to change somebody's mind</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">© Daniel Dain, 2006.</span></span>jackscrowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16163915446151636189noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22582530.post-16581510376945539082012-10-07T20:41:00.000-04:002012-10-07T10:14:14.424-04:00<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">
<b><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">I'll Come Back For You</span></i></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";">I dig my way out of the scrum of stickers </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";">and begin my climb</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";">I left the house, ostensibly to pick mushrooms, </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";">but failed in the attempt, as I found none </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";">after succumbing to the temptations of a </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";">new route, becoming tangled in a mess </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";">of these same stickers, and hampered by the </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";">slippery wet rocks at the bottom </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";">of the other end of the creek that </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";">runs along the back of the adjoining property,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";">I have to scramble my way back<br />onto the familiar territory</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";">of the lower shelf of the ridge</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";"><br />I labor up the hill and almost miss<br />the two new falls of trees,<br />and it is strange to me, as I had been on that </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";">part of the trail only last Wednesday and I recall </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";">no storms that would have caused such damage<br />The lay of the land looks a little different, and </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";">here at fifty-two, I feel the mistrust of memory,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";">as if assailed by a long, slow attack of deja vu<br /><br />It's after seven in the evening, and through the trees,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";">I barely see the ivory siding of our house,<br />and lug my overweight baggage through the shadows </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";">up the path that feeds into the slope of our backyard, <br />past the tractor shed, the three-quarters full wood-shed<br />between the house and your studio, </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";">and up onto the back deck, where I take </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";">my muddy shoes and wet socks off </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";">and leave them in the porch </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";">Entering, I catch a whiff of the soup you have<br />simmering on the stove. A bean mix, with bits of </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";">herb </span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";">f</span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";">rom our garden, a little turkey sausage,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">the ever-present and dangerous floating habenero,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";">a splash or two of wine</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";">You claim you've been losing your hearing,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";">and there is some small evidence that it may be so</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";">As I come up behind you, sitting at my office desk,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";">using my computer to grade papers, </span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";">I chuckle and touch your shoulder, </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";">and still you do not turn</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";">I lean in to sniff your hair, as I always do, </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";">and I notice that you have not colored it,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";">and now I remember that I have come back </span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";">for you a hundred times or more</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";">I promised</span></div>
jackscrowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16163915446151636189noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22582530.post-63728218813305066662012-09-16T09:50:00.000-04:002012-09-16T21:26:19.404-04:00<br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><i><b>The Mercy of the Wheels</b></i> - John Gorka </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">I heard a train calling<br />Through the middle of the night<br />I heard the whistle<br />And the mercy of the wheels<br />It's a hand to mouth existence<br />In a mouth to nothing world<br />I was longing<br />For the way I used to feel<br /><br />I'd like to catch a train<br />That could go back in time<br />That could make a lot of stops<br />Along the way<br />I would go to see my Father<br />With the eyes he left behind<br />I would go for all the words<br />I'd like to say<br />And I'd take along a sandwich<br />And a picture of my girl<br />And show 'em all<br />That I made out ok</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">I heard a train calling<br />Through the middle of the night<br />And I wondered if I<br />Should have gotten on<br />Cause a train knows where it's going<br />And when it's time to go<br />And that it looks best<br />When it's already gone<br /><br />I heard a train calling<br />Through the middle of a dream<br />And I wandered through the weeds<br />As it went by<br />Oh the trains they have the numbers<br />The nicknames and the nights<br />They know it's ok<br />To run away and cry<br /><br />I'd like to catch a train<br />That could go back in time<br />That could make a lot of stops<br />Along the way<br />I would go to see me Father<br />With the eyes he left behind<br />I would go for all the words<br />I'd like to say<br />And I'd take along a sandwich<br />And a picture of my girl<br />And show them all<br />That I made out ok<br /><br />I heard a train calling<br />Through the middle of the night<br />I heard the whistle<br />And the mercy of the wheels
</span>jackscrowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16163915446151636189noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22582530.post-57914756654593543672012-07-14T09:19:00.000-04:002012-07-14T17:44:13.752-04:00Bad Man<i><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">This started as a rip on 80's Arena-Rock Cowboy songs, then I tried to bring that into a modern setting. This song is for the TV Evangelists, politicians, Hedge Fund and Health Care Systems managers, and predators of all kinds.... Here's the flash: you CAN sell your soul.</span></i><br />
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<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span><br />
<h2>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b><i><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><a href="http://archive.org/details/BadMan_279">Bad Man</a></span></i></b></span></h2>
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<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I conned an earmark trickle-down</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Like tossin</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">' offa shot a' Crown</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Cooked the books, gone to ground</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Slush-fund glory bound</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Bought the vote, got your money</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">B</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">een cheatin' like a Bear eats honey</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I'm a bad, bad man</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">There's an angry mob and an old oak tree</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Somewhere in God's Grand Plan for me</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I run your HMO and retirement plan<br />I take the taken, skim the scam<br />When I cash out, I leave town<br />They're still addin’ up the tab </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Raise your rates, deny the claim</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Dish out dividends in pain</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">The blood on my white collar</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Cancels out the promises I made</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">I got Congress in my pocket</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">So my lobby's in your wallet</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Dress it up in God and Country</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Don't let fact get in the way</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">An' I can T</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">estify right in your eye</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">An' mean the end I Justify</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Twist the Truth and take The Fifth</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Down to Judgment Day</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">The investors always call for more</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">So I moved that money way-off-shore</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Revelation Seventeen</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Says sumpin' 'bout a "Whore"</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Playin' shell games with the gains<br />Got no conscience, got no shame</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Hey, what year is that Champagne?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Ill-fated orphans curse my name</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">No time to turn and wave bye-bye</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">At the dead-end street with the One-Way sign</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Knee-capped by a baseball bat</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">The HMO don't cover that</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Blindfold all the lies I told</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">In a trunk</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> ride down a river road</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">No six foot deep, just a shallow hole</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">22-long and a burnin' soul</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">The Devil's Handshake</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Devil's Handshake</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Devil's Handshake</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">It's waitin'</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">The Devil's Handshake</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Devil's Handshake</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Devil's Handshake</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">It's waitin'</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I'm a bad, bad man</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">© Daniel Dain, 2008.</span>jackscrowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16163915446151636189noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22582530.post-62852696995121139782012-05-13T10:04:00.002-04:002012-06-03T10:18:03.267-04:00Barney<br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><i><b>Barney </b></i>(an excerpt from "Be No Cushion")</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Barney</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">You must go now</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">And tell Andy</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">That Mayberry is dead<br />No more sleepy haircuts<br />Slow talks on slower </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Golden afternoons<br />On a bench outside<br />A door that </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Doesn't open anymore </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Oh Dear Barney</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Times are such </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Just one bullet</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Will not do </span><br />
<br />jackscrowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16163915446151636189noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22582530.post-1167272409504123792012-04-21T23:08:00.000-04:002012-04-22T20:43:18.380-04:00Where The Sun Shines Through<span style="font-size: 180%;"><a href="http://www.archive.org/details/WhereTheSunShinesThrough"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><b><i>Where The Sun Shines Through</i></b> </span></a></span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Put me down </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Where the grass is green</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Down near close</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Where I dreamed my dreams</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Where a big ol' tree </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Throws a big ol' shade</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">But where the sun shines through</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Take me home</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">While you live life</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Home with you </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Is never Bye and Bye</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">And it is sweet </span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">And it will be</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Home</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I can go</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">But I won't leave</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Going's easy</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">And I Believe</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">And I've always been happy</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Hangin' 'round</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">With you</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">So put me down</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Where the grass is green</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Down near close</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Where I dreamed my dreams</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Where a big ol' tree</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Throws a big ol' shade</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">But where the sun shines through</span><br />
<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Where the sun shines through</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">© DDC, 2006.</span>jackscrowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16163915446151636189noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22582530.post-45029579522326833012011-12-17T11:27:00.003-05:002011-12-17T12:34:42.212-05:00Done<span style="font-size:180%;"><a href="http://www.archive.org/details/Donedone">Done</a></span><br /><br /><br />Summer falls and winter springs<br />I know this line don't mean a thing<br />I stole it from some guy I know<br />Writes some real good songs<br /><br />He said "Winter springs and Summer falls"<br />I turned it round, made that call<br />I thought it made me sound real tall<br />... it didn't<br />Still, I... I don't wanna be done<br />I... I don't wanna be done<br /><br />I know that time is not the friend<br />I sense the race is near the end<br />This old cliche, it don't have far to run<br />I... I don't wanna be done<br /><br />There's an apple tree beside the porch<br />A paddock, barn, a willing horse<br />A good ol' dog, just wanna have some fun<br />I... I don't wanna be done<br /><br />A parking lot, a parade<br />Line of people, cars with flags<br />Grassy field and trees and shade and sun<br />Memories, some are real<br />Too familiar with the way this feels<br />All that's left is left with Neil<br />And those Sugar Mountain days<br />And, I... I don't wanna be done<br />I... I don't wanna be done<br /><br />I know that time is not the friend<br />I sense the race is near the end<br />This old cliche, it don't have far to run<br />I... I don't wanna be done<br />I... I don't wanna be done<br /><br />Summer falls and winter springs<br />I know this line don't mean a thing<br />I stole it from some guy I know<br />Writes some real good songs<br /><br />© DDC, 2011jackscrowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16163915446151636189noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22582530.post-80704779566119520522011-09-29T21:56:00.000-04:002011-10-01T13:50:09.730-04:00Promise Land<span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >I like old-time country stores and churches, old hardware stores, old barbershops and old-time bars with tin ceilings. If I had my choice, a large portion of my time would be spent in those sacred places. And when one of them vanishes into the shadows of our past, our beautiful country dies a little more... along with what is left of my people's heritage.<br /><br />A couple months ago I was driving through a little Ohio town and saw that one of my favorite country stores was gone. In the window was a sign advertising the space as the meeting place for a church.<br /><br />Have you noticed, how in tough times, the small town stores vanish and many are replaced by the common but still strange phenomenon of the Non-denominational storefront Church -- you know, the ones with the full sentence-length names?<br /><br />Well, whether it's a foxhole or Main Street USA, human nature doesn't change much, do it....<br /><br />Who or what do you put your faith in? The power of the US economy? The government as an extension of the "good" in humanity? Your neighbors? Smooth politicos with big plans and promises they can't pay for and designs on your wallet? Your pitifully frail and fatally flawed human self? 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drive thru every week or so, past the stoplight at the Dew Drop Inn<br />Get some egg-salad sandwiches, mayo, pickle relish, mustard mixed right in<br />Local farm-raised Chocolate milk right from the Amish Friends<br />As an early lunch, it’s good hang-over medicine<br /><br />I didn’t pass thru for a year or more, and the economy set in<br />Blue-collar blight hit all the hotspot gentrification<br />No matter who the blames goes to, changes come with the election<br />While we all play our little violin<br /><br />And the Village Store is now the village store-front church<br />With a name from a list of promises made from a politician’s perch<br />On a stage so far removed from all the pain and hurt<br />That you can’t see the end of all the promises<br />You can’t see the end of all the promises<br /><br />It’s the Pentecostal Church of The Holy Roller Sanctified<br />To the 13th and no longer secret Apostle Stan the Mortified<br />Praise the ego as the alter on which the future’s sacrificed<br />A long-lost verse and a smaller slice of Pie <span style=""> </span>(The Day the Future died)<br /><br />Hope and Change and Righteousness and Love and Peace all Come To Him<br />With the Seven Signs, Four Horsemen, Second Coming tacked right on The End<br />Sweet Mary Holy Mother of All Sinners Take me IN<br />Oh save me... Hymn Forty-three<br /><br />Oh, promise us the Promise Land<br />Promise us the Promise Land<br />Command the deficit to part<br />Right through that big hole in your heart<br />Raise that dead electric car<br />Put down your jobs and follow him<br />Oh… follow him<br /><br />Golden tongue and golden words fall on the floor and spin<br />Make you dizzy with a light that glows from who knows where-why-how-and-when<br />Struck down there by the Spirit that flows around, without, within<br />Testify and tell a lot in the silence of your friends<br />If empty suits can empathize, oh… let him<br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt 0.5in; line-height: normal;font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt 0.5in; line-height: normal;font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt 0.5in; line-height: normal;font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:100%;">The arc of the moral universe is long, but not that long<br />When it slips the balance point and it all tips toward wrong<br />No matter all the unarmed truth and love we dare sing in song<br /><b style="">If there’s no justice<br />And there’s no mercy<br />And nothing burning<br />But the urgency of now</b><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt 0.5in; line-height: normal;font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt 0.5in; line-height: normal;font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Oh, promise us the Promise Land<br />Promise us the Promise Land<br />Command the deficit to part<br />Right through that big hole in your heart...</span></p><br /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt 0.5in; line-height: normal;font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:100%;">And the Village Store is now the village store-front church<br />With a name from a list of promises made from a politician’s perch<br />On a stage so far removed from all the pain and hurt<br />That you can’t see the end of all the promises<br />You can’t see the end of all the promises</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt 0.5in; line-height: normal;font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:100%;">You can’t see the end of all the promises</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt 0.5in; line-height: normal;font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:100%;">You can’t see the end of all the promises</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" face="trebuchet ms" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt 0.5in; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />Ah, promise us the Promise Land</span></p><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >© DDC, 2009</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><br /><br /></span>jackscrowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16163915446151636189noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22582530.post-88920754758795768122011-09-16T15:58:00.000-04:002011-09-25T11:41:03.812-04:00The Funeral Plan...<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><em><br />The Funeral Plan</em></strong><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Here’s the deal: </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I get to be right just one more time<br />So dispense with the speechery</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">There's nothing you can say</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">John Prine hasn't said better</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Cut to the chase</span>,<br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Crank it up a</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">nd play them: </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong style="font-weight: normal;">The Twenty-two Songs That You Can’t Live Without</strong><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong style="font-weight: bold;">™<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></strong></span>The order <span style="font-style: italic;">is</span> important<br /><br />And you people listen<br />While I drive the old jeep to the end of the road<br />I can smoke now. Flick the ashes out the window<br />There’s a half-bottle of bourbon under the seat<br />A cooler of good beer behind it<br />And if death is just a part of life<br />Then life is good<br /><br />Listen<br />Just listen. I swear, just one more…<br />Oh, I forgot about <strong><em>this one</em></strong><br />Who's <span style="font-style: italic;">driving</span>?<br />Don't talk over the music<br />I'll make it loud enough<br />That you can't think of anything else<br />What else is there?<br />Gritty lyrics<br />In a back-country, four corner's bar<br />Up Jacob's Ladder, riding a simple melody<br />Down some full moon graveled track<br />That runs the ridge until it seems<br />To jump in between two rows of trees<br />And off into space<br /><br />So listen<br />Then take them out there with you<br />When you go<br />Len - you remember the promise<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Born To Live On Sugar Mountain</span> </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">On the acoustic<br />In the parking lot<br />Sing it 'til I'm out of sight<br /><br /></span>jackscrowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16163915446151636189noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22582530.post-17741836089959252902011-07-31T12:26:00.018-04:002011-08-27T10:06:23.712-04:00Could Be...<span style="font-style:italic;">(I jus<span style="font-style:italic;">t found a song I wrote over twenty years ago...)</span></span>
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<br /><a href="http://www.archive.org/details/CouldBe"><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Could Be</span></span></span></a>
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<br />Could be the way that I was raised
<br />Could be that deep inside the truth took root and stayed
<br />Could be these days when restless will runs free
<br />Could be a song still carries weight
<br />Could be the distance between right and wrong
<br />Measures more than shades of gray
<br />Could be my thoughtlessness has led to this
<br />And I can't seem to find my way
<br />
<br />Oh, still scared I'll be caught
<br />One certain, summer sunrise
<br />On the wrong side of the tracks
<br />Standing there 'twixt good and evil ties
<br />...Lot's Wife
<br />Forever looking back
<br />
<br />Could be good fortune and God's Grace
<br />Could be His Hand that carries, cares and had me placed
<br />Within the privilege of this wondrous land
<br />From comfort's womb to righteous stand
<br />To see the inside of their faith
<br />Endless prayer for prodigal heartache
<br />Witnessed all and given every break
<br />And only Jesus blood can save
<br />
<br />Oh, still scared I'll be caught
<br />One certain, summer sunrise
<br />On the wrong side of the tracks
<br />Standing there 'twixt good and evil ties
<br />...Lot's Wife
<br />Forever looking back
<br />
<br />Could be the way that I was raised
<br />Could be good fortune and God's Grace
<br />Could be His Hand that chooses, carries, cares and placed me in that Grace
<br />Could be a song still carries weight
<br />Could be the way that I was raised...
<br />jackscrowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16163915446151636189noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22582530.post-20726338021287563702011-04-02T15:38:00.001-04:002011-04-02T15:39:59.764-04:00Campaign TrailCover of John Gorka's<br /><br /><a href="http://www.archive.org/details/CampaignTrail"><span style="font-size:180%;">Campaign Trail</span></a>jackscrowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16163915446151636189noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22582530.post-4637755208091437552011-04-02T14:13:00.003-04:002011-04-02T18:27:31.254-04:00Gravedigger - cover...Cover of Dave Matthews'<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><a href="http://www.archive.org/details/Gravedigger_210">Gravedigger</a></span>jackscrowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16163915446151636189noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22582530.post-63879066495702333952010-12-07T15:17:00.000-05:002010-12-08T13:58:10.929-05:00Funeral Songs... Everybody needs a list.<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Subject to revision, I hope.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Funeral Songs</strong><br /><br />Elegy -Bruce Cockburn<br />Flying Red Horse -John Gorka<br />You’re On Your Way -John Gorka<br />Love Is Our Cross To Bear -John Gorka<br />If I Could Forget to Breathe -John Gorka<br />Kind Woman -Chris Smither (Richie Furay cover)</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">‘Til I Gain Control Again -Blue Rodeo (Rodney Crowell cover)<br />Dark Angel -Blue Rodeo<br />Know Where You Go/Tell Me Your Dreams -Blue Rodeo<br />Simple Song -Lyle Lovett<br />Family Reserve -Lyle Lovett<br />Glory of True Love -John Prine<br />Clay Pigeons -John Prine (Blaze Foley cover)<br />Bear Creek -John Prine (Carter Family cover)<br />Long Monday -John Prine<br />Festival of Friends -Bruce Cockburn<br />Last Night of the World -Bruce Cockburn<br />He Came From the Mountain -Bruce Cockburn<br />Southland of the Heart -Bruce Cockburn<br />All The Diamonds -Bruce Cockburn<br />The Color Green -Rich Mullins</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Silver Garden -The Everybodyfields<br />Elegy -Bruce Cockburn </span>jackscrowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16163915446151636189noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22582530.post-57126068982287933182010-12-07T13:00:00.001-05:002011-02-05T09:58:18.950-05:00And Love You....<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em>I was trying to channel John Prine. Didn't work, but I have no shame and it is</em> <em>sincere, so I put it down anyway.<br /><br />Oh, my Sweet Bonnie. I wait forever...<br /></em></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><em></em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><a href="http://www.archive.org/details/AndLoveYou"><strong><em>And Love You</em></strong></a><br /></span><br />Before we make that move uptown<br />I want a chance to hold my ground<br />To stand right here another twenty years<br />And love you<br /><br />Been walkin' circles, now I’m found<br />Been rescued from the lost dog’s pound<br />I’ve been redeemed and now I need<br />Time to feed on all the blessings<br /><br />I’m grateful for the time we’ve had<br />Lord knows I don’t deserve all that<br />I've found the house where true love lives<br />Don't have to bust the locks and steal it<br /><br />Tonight we’ll take a little ride<br />County roads in full moonlight<br />When I break and beg and pray for time<br />Just take me home and love me<br /><br />You know I’ll follow you through thick and thin<br />Past the point where light grows dim<br />On though what most folks call the end<br />You are Love and love I carry<br /><br />Before we make that move uptown<br />I want the chance to hold my ground<br />To stand right here another twenty years<br />And love you<br />Love you<br /><br />© D. Dain, 2008.</span>jackscrowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16163915446151636189noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22582530.post-40637275286338147602010-11-18T13:21:00.024-05:002010-11-23T21:02:45.835-05:00Santa Blues<span style="font-size:180%;"><a href="http://www.archive.org/details/SantaBlues_110"><em><strong>Santa Blues</strong></em></a></span><br /><br />(Daddy, is Santa real? Oh, Daddy, is Santa real?)<br /><br />Son, Santa lived,<br />But Santa died<br />He was shot down right out of the sky,<br />Over East L.A. in '95<br />By a bunch of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Crips</span>, while in the midst<br />Of a Christmas Morning sleigh-ride-by...<br /><br />Pushing all the bounds of fashion<br />Dressed all in Red with White-furred trim<br />Stocking cap, Ho-Ho-Ho's<br />Big-buckled belt and lumps of coal<br />Trespassing was his only sin<br />A fashion <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">faux</span> pas did him in<br /><br />(It was a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">fashionista</span>’s teachable moment)<br /><br />Was it The Grinch who sold<br />The <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Crips</span> that rocket launcher?<br />The <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">graffiti'd</span> missile found the steam<br />Off Rudolf's button-nose... and blew<br />The whole damn sleigh, presents and all<br />To hell or where bad children go<br /><br />As he fell, this hero of rotundity,<br />This bright-red savior of the milk and cookies set,<br />Shouted "Merry Christmas, Peace on Earth,<br />The whole wide world's my bloody turf"=<br />Including all that's tagged with blue spray paint<br />And the airspace over East L.A."<br /><br />And so my Son, the moral of the story,<br />For there is always at least one of those,<br />Is Look for the unspoken rules and lines<br />And notice when they change<br />And do not cross without good cause<br />And always look down-range<br />And best not be a fashion horse<br />Safety first and stay the course<br />Stick to brown and green<br />They're not so easy seen<br /><br />(Repeat 1st Verse)jackscrowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16163915446151636189noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22582530.post-44564987707097613382010-10-20T10:28:00.005-04:002010-10-23T11:55:48.765-04:00Route 50 -- a Protest Song...<em></em><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><a href="http://www.archive.org/details/Route50aProtestSong"><strong><em><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Route 50 </span></em></strong></a></span><br /><br />Lookin' cross this country, from my front porch I can see<br />Big four-lane runnin' one-way down toward Washington DC<br />Seems change is rarely good, an' it's oh so hard to bear<br />I remember all this open range, before Route 50 got my share<br /><br />Rollin' thru my little town, shops all boarded up<br />One stop sign, one gas station, take my time, I got enough<br />My job moved all the way to China, seems Route 50 takes you there<br />Glance across the street, and I say a little prayer<br /><br /><em>(Chorus)</em><br />'cause if you're there, a-starin' at that Store-Front Mission sign<br />It says "God Bless America, She's runnin' out of time"<br />Jus' 'cause it's up there on the plaaastic, don't mean it's set in stone....<br />But some things were better left alone<br /><br />I can’t remember when my taxes ever came right back to me<br />Got Congress in my pocket, and they rob me blind, you see…<br />Bunker Hill and Trenton - Lord, "The Sons of Liberty”<br />Might be we need to throw ourselves a brand new tea-par-tee<br /><em>(Bridge/music same as chorus)</em><br />I'll wear my Ten Commandment t-shirt when they stand me up ag’in' that wall....<br />Still my country, still my land, no blindfold – that’s my call<br />Can't remember where you come from and you ain't goin' anywhere.…<br />We bear left on Route 50, the future's flyyyin' through the air<br /><br />I have known for years that Pogo got it right<br />We have met the enemy, and he's sittin' here tonight<br />And if God can bless this country, Lord -- He can take it alllll away<br />And it takes more than a plastic sign to keep ourselves at bay<br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">(Chorus) </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></em><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">© 2006, D. Dain</span>jackscrowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16163915446151636189noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22582530.post-72431003447922006062010-08-04T19:13:00.075-04:002011-01-16T11:34:58.561-05:00Hope Springs...<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em><strong><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><a href="http://www.archive.org/details/HopeSprings">Hope Springs</a></span></strong></em><br /><br />...even as The King flips his car and doesn't walk away,<br />the Tribal Elder is carried home from the hunt,<br />and eleven generations of farm slide across the auction block<br />Hope springs...<br /><br />As the journeyman catches The Champ with that lucky left hook,<br />the World Tree catches a fungus and starts dropping limbs,<br />and we dig up our beginnings as our middle sneaks on past<br />Hope springs...<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">And we watch the sea rise, swaying</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> in waves of All You Need Is Love<br />Love...<br /><br />On a blue ball of clay with aging courtesan's fading charms<br />We wagered wrong, wandered too far off the farm<br />We discounted faith, amazing grace, ignored conscience's alarms<br />Hope springs...<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Didn't think, crossed the brink, pausing only to re-arm</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Counted greed a virtue, lied and said we meant no harm</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">And our posterity's a radio signal brushing by the last star of our </span></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">spiral arm<br />Hope springs...<br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />It's diving past galaxies, lined up like standing stones<br />Straining at the reins and and racing down the long hall<br />Toward home<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">While we watch the sea rise, swaying</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> in waves of All You Need Is Love<br />Love...<br /><br /></span>jackscrowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16163915446151636189noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22582530.post-27103555952603401002010-05-22T22:35:00.002-04:002010-05-24T20:16:57.248-04:00Marlin 39....<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em>A short exchange between Chuck Hicks and myself spurred me to this. Revisions are probably forthcoming, but don't expect all the cliches to disappear.</em></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><em>Marlin 39</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Dad had a rifle<br />A Marlin Twenty-two<br />Pre-war Model 39<br />Octagon and all re-blued<br />The design was old,<br />It never changed<br />Every part was tried and true<br />Tried and true<br /><br />Long one down a squirrel' eye,<br />Groundhog on the run<br />Showed me more than I could learn<br />Still, he taught me some<br />Most of what I ken<br />‘bout people and their kinds<br />It came from him<br />Dad had a Marlin 39<br /><br />The barrel had a full eight sides<br />Dad had a few sides too<br />Still no doubt and no mistake<br />Straight-shooter thru and thru<br />Walk the trap-line cold and wet<br />Skin and stretch and dry<br />Life is choices, good and bad<br />Do it right and die<br />Dad had a Marlin 39<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">(Chorus)<br />He grew up in the mines<br />Working at fourteen<br />Didn’t learn to shoot back there<br />It was a favor from the war machine<br />He didn't talk it up</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">But old photos show the change</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Just knuckled down and went to work<br />Wouldn't sow or throw the blame<br />It’s a Greatest Generation thing<br /><br />God will not forsake<br />His people when they call<br />And though He will correct you, son<br />His Promise stands to break your fall<br />He has a plan for every man</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Love God, land and line</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">In meekness and</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> obedience<br />Grow peace and peace of mind<br />Dad had a Marlin 39</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">(Chorus)</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">God will not forsake </span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">HIs people when they call</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">© D. Dain, 2008. </span>jackscrowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16163915446151636189noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22582530.post-2076057132708284772010-04-09T14:34:00.003-04:002010-04-11T00:36:40.070-04:00Shaky....<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em><strong></strong></em></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Shaky</span><br /><br />I got shaky hands and leaky eyes<br />Tired of shilling compromise<br />Of lying liars' lying lies<br />And the way we eat it up<br />The full debt due is dreck and doom<br />The end of days might be real soon<br />We’re slouching toward a ready ruin<br />And the fire door is nailed shut</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br />We fenced the range where freedom rang<br />Where Woody, Jack and Utah sang<br />Shining cities felt the pang<br />Slid down the hill in doubt<br />Cloud floats over Harvest Moon<br />John Smith and Pocahontas too<br />Thanksgiving came and stayed and grew<br />Then the gravy all ran out<br /><br />(Chorus)<br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Oh my hands<br />Oh my eyes<br />Here we stand </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">And helpless I<br />Wish wishes win<br />One last, once more<br />Please send a course to hold<br />A steady oar<br />Toward that distant shore</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />Farmer Brown - he plant, he grow<br />Run the race - he place, he show<br />Banker take it all, foreclose<br />Class warfare by a nose<br />The framers never could relate<br />We're reined in, tamed, been replaced<br />With ruthless change for change's sake</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">And it's further down that road<br /><br />(Chorus, then 1st Verse)<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Cross my heart, hope to die<br /></span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Boots off, loved one by my side</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">No shaky hands, no leaky eyes</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Burn it down and start it over<br />Burn it down and start it over<br />Burn it down and start it over<br /><br />© DDC ‘08 </span>jackscrowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16163915446151636189noreply@blogger.com0