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Feathers and Tweed
01:44
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Feathers and tweed down the alley they walk
She clings to him tightly
He loosens his talk
A lightening flash smile, an illusive grin
He snags a red poppy, It's Spring again
Moreover they know that this street walk will end
Under a bridge in a house made of straw
Where they nestle together, giving truth to us all
That life, in its way, when you think you are tall
Will do you in
Now the big bad wolf is a coming around
He sucks his saliva as he buys up the town
He cuts off their hair and he hijacks their crown
Never bending
So blessed the spirit within the poor
Brings you up when you're down, counting pennies no more
The battles you win have a whole different score
And this cold chill... Is never ending
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My Momma
02:39
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My momma all mossy green
Got little white shells scattered all o'er the place
In a baby's voice she babbles along
While water passes through her veins and moves her spirit on
She speaks to me in creaks and moans
When the wind blows and stretches all her bones
She sings to me, I sing to her
We marry in the canopy of her woodland folklore
She sheds her tears in a slow waltz
When rain drops on dried up leaves and whispers winter words
She's homeless because of greed
She loses time and slurs her words in a soul piercing rhyme
Her quietude is a restless move
When the wind stops and the snow falls and she makes no sound at all
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Starlight Starbright
03:01
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Starlight Star Bright, Rock a billy rhyme
Staring down the scape goat
Looking for the crime
Livin' in the land of lost and lonely dreams
Screeching at a horned owl living beyond his means
Chorus
On Fallow fields watchin' time stand still
Making dull promises with more bellies to fill
Chorus
Weighing out the good times; Stepping over bad
Thinking of the sorry while tripping over glad
Chorus
Living out the hours of ever pressing pride
Waiting for the moments when lonely hearts collide
Chorus
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His Sunday Hat
01:39
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He wore his Sunday hat, Imagine that imagine that
He spit shined both his shoes, cocked his head said what's to lose
Imagine that, imagine that, His Sunday hat, imagine that,
imagine that, imagine that, imagine that, imagine that
With a tissue from the case, she pursed her lips and squinched her face
Makeup right and things in place she walked along in silver grace
Imagine that, imagine that, imagine that, imagine that
Imagine that, imagine that, silver grace imagine that
He tinkered with his tie
a little bit of star dust in his eye
Grabbed his tweed and slung it forth,
stepped outside and closed the door
Imagine that imagine that, stardust tweed and a Sunday hat, imagine that imagine that, imagine that, imagine that
They met at the courthouse door
Judge said what are you waiting for?
He said the oath, they said I do, now many years and not a trace
of angry words just one embrace,
imagine that, imagine that, imagine that,imagine that, silver grace imagine that, imagine that, imagine that,stardust tweed and a Sunday hat, Imagine that, imagine that, one embrace imagine that. Imagine that, imagine that
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Ruby's Song
01:35
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We were sittin in the kitchen, candle shinin through the brew
You leaned over and you told me: Honey I still love you
Well the fight we had this mornin' we said some things that were not true
Now it's a different situation, Honey I still love you too
Chorus: Why do we get so agitated, why can't we always wear a smile
Life isn't long enough for sadness, come here and hold me for awhile
I blame your drinkin' and your smokin' and my obsessive need to clean
Sometimes we seem so very different, the other's fault we both agree
So put your beer cap in the garbage, I'll set the timer on the shower
We're heading over to the Crow's Nest to be a beardo for awhile
Chorus 2 times
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Word Wizard
01:36
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Word Wizard Banter Blizzard two boys singing the blues
Thought Thinker Senile Stinker It's the only life he'll choose
Street Scaper Lawn Maker Two gals pitchin a tent
Fight faker tree taker Doomed Down trodden Hell bent
Curious cat already said that Weepin on a Sunday morn
Want watcher Life Botcher Living a life of scorn
Death Darer, mom scarer Playing chicken in the old pick up
Crepe maker Wreath Taker
Cryin bout time used up
Big trouble, three lovers, two dogs pickin a fight
Death bell nellin Tears swellin, sleepless on a mournful night
Deep Level Dark Crevice Old Crow Smokin a pipe
Well digger go figure, who the hell's Ben Knight
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He's Not All That
03:15
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Chitty Chat chatty chat, he's not all that
A little bird told me so, a little bird told me so
We've got peaches we've got pears
So what! He kissed me on the stairs
A lesson learned to lessen cares
Chatty chat Chitty Chat ...
The Yin and Yang it rocks my soul
It presses pain
It brings us in and out again
Chitty Chat, Chitty Chat...
I held it in, I spit it out
I tried on blue it made me pout
I layered green and went to town
Chitty Chat, Chitty Chat ...
A Buddha chant to let him go
I ran my mantra in the snow
I wheeled it back upon the road
Chitty chat, Chitty Chat..
The morning yellow soft she glows
Counts my fingers and my toes
Three soft kisses and off she goes
Chitty Chat, Chitty ....
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I Cry Alone
03:16
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I cry alone. I cry alone. When good friends die
When someone takes the last piece of momma's apple pie
When all the lemonade turns sour and the moon glows shuttle grey
When the ambulance blares threatening tones while night turns into day
When a call from a stranger says your daddy's passed away
I cry alone, I cry alone...
When lovers' quarrels break apart in little pieces through the cracks
When daughters slam the front door closed
and it barks I'm not coming back
When the telephone that seldom rings is not my lover's call
When the job I thought I'd bagged falls through and I'm up against a wall
I cry alone... I cry alone
When death brings life in subtle ways when mockingbirds start singing then peepers peep and willows weep and water falls start dreaming
When little blue boats on the water echo life of truth and promise
And the memory so old of love tendrils up through stony crevice
I cry alone... I cry alone
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Pink Pocket Posies
02:04
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Little Pink Pocket Posies, filled up my apron too
I ran to tell you momma of my love for you
You were crying in a dark room, your emotion had been bruised
My pink pocket posies were of little use to you
I put them in a water vase and set them on the mantle
I watched those pretty flowers fade as your heart became dismantled
I cursed my frightening father and his helpless blue tirade
I wished that I had posies for a gentleman his age
I went down deep within myself and brought out loving hearts
All made with painted paper a first grade work of art
I put them in his pocket while he stared at the TV
I breathed the taste of cigarettes and lingered in his strength
Then carried through the years the taste of anger and Pall Mall
The fragrance of a flower,
A never ending well
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I Don't Wanna Go Home
02:02
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I don't want to go home
I don't want to go home
Don't want to go home
Won't knock upon that farmhouse door
Reflections on the hardwood floor
Don't want to think about their death
Hold I miss you, on my breath
I don't want to go home, I don't want to go home, Don't want to go home
Quiet graveyard, don't touch my heart
Mourning Dove coos her part
Of a love song sorely missed
I don't want to go home, I don't want to go home, don't want to go home
Peaceful pasture cease your lure
Come a man to take your ore
Skin your nerves and drain your blood
I don't want to go home, I don't want to go home, don't want to go home
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Last Lover's Lullaby
03:20
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I watched you from a distance and your pseudo lover's stare
I saw your look of hopefulness you pressed your palm against your hair
I saw the smile you flashed at me when we were lovers young
I rose above the misery and bit hard on my tongue
I drew myself away from you pledged never to return
Affection thrown so easily on someone else's turf
Just like the old time wildwood flower did finally dance and sing
Each chance I gave, each chance you took, is water through a sieve
So bear me on now to one more if that in my future lay
I'll harken to another's call and scribble on another slate
Forgiveness is a noble path and to its way I'm loyal
Forgetting is another task; I'm beholden to its toil
So harken! soft melodic sounds they flirt and dance away
I'll sing the song I sang upon my mother's last birthday
I have her smile I'll loop her song forever in my ear
Her day now passed onto death, her song now a whisper
So harken, Soft melodic sounds to dancing memories
I hear my momma's lullaby crooning me to sleep
I hear my momma's lullaby crooning me to sleep
Bye oh Baby buntin' Papa's gone a hunting, Bye oh Baby buntin....
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Dinah Cincinnati, Ohio
When the world overwhelms me music is my best friend. I give voice to my frustration and hopelessness for environmental and social issues which I think are inextricably linked. An occasional happy song springs forth as well. Track 4 was written when my daughters announced their engagements. I hope you can be soothed if you happen to arrive here. Thank you for listening. ... more
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