Cary Hudson - Song in C

C
on a gravel road twenty miles from town

C
live the writer Larry Brown

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up into the hills feeling free

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red hawk circles high above the trees

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riding on the breeze

talking about a Montana job
who killed Pizza Bob
stopping at the store for more beer and ice
got cigarettes and pizza by the slice
and fuzzy dice

Profit Ridge we made our way
across the county for half a day
and back to Taylor as the sun was sinking low
people on their front porch waving low
take it slow

in front of the old country store in Taylor
a bluegrass band on a flatbed trailer
is laying it down with a sound so bittersweet
I don't know if I should cry or tap my feet
or dance in the street

Jimmy D and Nicky sitting on a bench
surrounded by many a lovely wench
telling a joke, sharing a toke on the slide
I can smell the catfish being fried
hush puppies on the side

Vick laying his widdle on a stick
he moves slow but his wits are quick
takes a sip of whiskey and sighs
says "boys this is paradise"
you know he never lies

band was playing fast and high
the girls were shaking everything they got
hound dogs are howling at the moon
then the singer called out for one last tune
much too soon

so it's time to say goodbye
my oh my how the time does fly
one more round then I'm bound to go
down Campground Cemetery Road
back to my abode

fare you well my good ole friend
until we meet again
I know we will some sunny day
then we'll take out guitars out and play
our blues away

Caroline Herring - Song for Fay

E
sun comes up in the morning

E
see that sunrise forming

A
all the pretty colors

E
shining down on the water

B
I don't know about Heaven

A
but I put in my dollar

B
lets see what it buys me

A
rest and a little dinner

walking down the highway
thirsty for some water
men keep looking my why
wonder what they're wanting
I don't know about Heaven
but I put in my dollar
mister would you show me
don't think I'm not learning

maybe it's my brother
always tried to save
maybe it's my daddy
he ain't good for nothing
I don't know about Heaven
but I put in my dollar
don't you try to stop
till I get where I'm going

watching all the women
making sense of living
all their little babies
aren't we supposed to have them
I don't know about Heaven
but I put in my dollar
answers for the taking
now that I'm a woman

sun comes up in the morning
see that sunrise forming
all the pretty colors
shining down on the water
I don't know about Heaven
but I put in my dollar
I don't know about Heaven
my purse is on my shoulder

I don't know about Heaven
but my purse is on my shoulder

Brent Best - Robert Cole

G.............Am
hey little man she said

C........................D
open your eyes lift your sleepy head

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you know tomorrow's your big day

here are your clothes she said
so I put them on and made the bed
and I went outside to play

when a sun so huge it shined
and it baked the blacktop underneath my toes
playing hopscotch on the lines

till she howled my name
and a shriek it came
with a swell of shame of sadness
I just froze
with a pain I simply can't define
yeah and she said

C...............D
I am your mother

..G.............................Am
I told your sister and baby brother

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your dog Jim and your best friend

C...........................D
that your name is Robert Cole

.......G...........................Am
and tomorrow you are nine years old

.......C.........................D....................G
but you, you will not walk this road again

now your son's heart is fair
so I took your words and I kept them there
but a young boy's mind is of a different gauge

my father's words returned to me
from some stormy evening with my mother on her knees
my life is mine he swore and raged

and he left her there upon the floor
I can hear him curse and slam the door
yeah and he found me squatting in the dirt

and he spoke to me of family
and sacrifices unforeseen
I'll the change the children worth the work
yeah and he said

please tell your mother
your oldest sister and baby brother
your dog Jim and your best friend
your name is Robert Cole
and tomorrow you are nine years old
but you, you will not walk this road again

I scanned the yard and house
secured no sign of mother's work-worn blouse
but for my heart the world was still

each foot a heavy load
the blacktop baked and burned under my toes
around the curve and below the hill

and this is the blacktop road
that I was not to walk till I was old
if Jeani saw me she would snitch

and these are the tire tracks
that will lead you down and round to where
there is a car off in the ditch

and I heard the fireman yell
this one is smashed and torn to hell
and he could not recognize the face

and I am my mother's son
but now it seems that I've gone off and become
the one to take my daddy's place

please tell your mother
my oldest sister and baby brother
my dog Jim and my best friend
my name is Robert Cole
and tomorrow I am nine years old
but I, I will not walk this road again

please tell your mother
my oldest sister and baby brother
my dog Jim and my best friend
my name is Robert Cole
and tomorrow I am nine years old
but I, I will not walk this road again