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This page contains the lyrics for all of the original songs from Crabtree&Mills' 4 albums. Just click on the title and you will be taken to the lyrics. Click on "Top" to return to the list.

Flight of Fancy

Free & Easy Blues

Freedom

Rise Above

Flight of Fancy
Put Me First
Do Right Daddy
Love is the Lesson
What Else Can I Do?
J.J.'s Lullaby

Free and Easy Blues
Portsmouth Dock       
Strange Blues      
Make Your Mind Up    
My Sweetie

I Told You
Prairie Nights
Ballad For Lee
Close To You
Merciful Shepherd
Miss Lady Luck
In Love Tonight
Guadalajara
We Sailed Away
The Flat Next Door
The Price of Freedom
Waterfalls
Pelican Bay
Black Dirt Blues
Jesse, Frank and Cole
Counting on You
Pawnshop Alley
Milk & Honey
Gone
Bound to Fly
Steam Angel
Too Little Too Late
He's Goin' Down
First Step to Freedom
Rise Above

 

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Flight of Fancy
(Joanne Crabtree, © 2006 Free and Easy Music, SOCAN)
(Top)

Birds fly high, they’ve got places to be
Stop and build a nest in the top of a tree
I’m flyin too, my nesting days are through
I wanna take a flight of fancy with you.

CHORUS:
So hand me my guitar, get set to shoot the moon
We’re gonna ride the coattails of a favourite western tune
Help me find the magic, let’s not stop until we do
I wanna take a flight of fancy with you.

Airplane landing at the close of the day
Bringing tourists home from adventures away
I’ve no need to visit landmarks
With passengers and crew
I just wanna take a flight of fancy with you.

CHORUS

No rest for the weary, music all night long
My fingers drum the pillow,
In my mind the band plays on
Your voice fills the spaces
Where my night dreams used to be
Come take a flight of fancy with me.

CHORUS

Put Me First
(Joanne Crabtree, © 2006 Free and Easy Music, SOCAN)
(Top)

They want me up in Frisco
But you work in L.A.
Maybe we could compromise
And live by Frisco Bay
Don’t make things go from bad to worse
Put me first, put me first, put me first.

You like to play the market
But I am risk averse
So let’s pool our resources
And stash ‘em in my purse
Don’t make things go from bad to worse
Put me first, put me first, put me first.

You know I’ll have my way
I do that every day
You know that I always win
So just say yes right now
You’re gonna anyhow
Why not save yourself some pain?

You’d like to buy the Bentley
But I’d prefer the Rolls
When we’re cruising in the Phantom
I’ll give you the controls
Don’t make things go from bad to worse
Put me first, put me first, put me first.

You know I’ll have my way
I do that every day
You know that I always win
So just say yes right now
You’re gonna anyhow
Why not save yourself some pain?

You’re partial to Puccini
But I love them rockin blues
When we get to Graceland
You can walk in Presley’s shoes
Don’t make things go from bad to worse
Put me first, put me first, put me first

I’m the Centre of the Universe
You might think that I’m a tad perverse
Just put me first, put me first, put me first

Do Right Daddy
(Joanne Crabtree, © 2006 Free and Easy Music, SOCAN)
(Top)

A nickel is a nickel and a dime is a dime
I got a houseful of children, not one of them mine
You’ve got to do right Daddy before you go downtown
Come over here and love me
And maybe I’ll stick around.

The coffee’s percolatin’, it’s gettin’ good and hot
Come over here, Daddy, and show me whatcha got
You’ve got to do right Daddy...

Henry’s at the corner, he’s gassing up the car
We’re headin’ for New Orleans,
Far away from where you are
You’ve got to do right Daddy...

Don’t care about your whiskey,
Don’t care about your gin
But I gotta get my loving
Just to keep the shape I’m in
You’ve got to do right Daddy...

Don’t care that you’ve been dealing
From the bottom of the deck
But I’ve gotta get my loving 
Just to keep my self respect
You’ve got to do right Daddy...

I don’t complain about your women,
Don’t fuss about the jive
But I’ve got to get my lovin’
Just to keep my soul alive.
You’ve got to do right Daddy...

Because when push comes to shove
You’ve got the lovin’ I love
So maybe I’ll stick around

Love is the Lesson
(words by Joanne Crabtree © 2006 Free and Easy Music, music by
Joanne Crabtree & Paul Mills, © 2006 Free and Easy Music, Millstream Music, SOCAN )
(Top)

Love is a phone call that keeps you awake
Tossing and turning, you feel your heart break
By morning you learn it was all a mistake
And you hope that’s the last of its kind. But no...

The next time it happens, you’re a little more ready
Your eyes are quite dry, your legs are quite steady
But your thinking’s becoming increasingly petty
When this thought comes into your mind:

He’s the one you’ve looked after
Through good times and bad
You know every secret he ever had
You’ve helped him to fly and he’s under your wing
And loving him makes your heart sing

Love is a beer you grab after work
So she can complain he’s ten kinds of a jerk
You share your concerns, you offer advice
You tell her to leave him because he’s not nice.

The next time you see her, there’s a new jerk in tow
Has she learned nothing from all that you know?
You can’t take any more, you head for the door
Then you remember the price.

She’s the one you’ve looked after
Through good times and bad
You know every secret she ever had
You’ve helped her to fly and she’s under your wing
And loving her makes your heart sing

Love is the hours you spend in your car
Driving from home to wherever they are
He’s lost in the storm, too far from warm
She’s drunk in some honky-tonk bar
And when you find them

You give him the lecture about jumper cables
You give her the warning about waiting tables
You’re madder than hell and just starting to yell
When you recall who they are.

He’s the one you’ve looked after
Through good times and bad
You know every secret she ever had
You’ve helped them to fly and they’re under your wing
And loving them makes your heart sing

Love is the lesson we’re put here to learn
To love with no thought of love in return
Loving is giving, never seizing control
You offer your heart and you get back your soul.

Love is the lesson that comes through the pain
Time spent in the struggle is time you regain
Anger can’t last, and troubles will pass
And love, only love, will remain

What Else Can I Do?
(Joanne Crabtree © 2006 Free and Easy Music, SOCAN)
(Top)

I have seen the face of anguish,
I have heard the voice of pain
In the mother who is marching 
And the son who has no name.
So I go and help my neighbour,
‘Cause what else can I do?
And then I vote my conscience
And I hope that you do too.

CHORUS:
I want to stand for something,
I want to ride that freedom train.
I want to share my privilege
With those who feel the same.
I want to stand together
Outside the voting booth
And vote, in all our millions, f
Fr honour and for truth

I have seen the heart of darkness
In the sad affairs of state.
Felt the chill of evil
As it crept through freedom’s gate. 
So I go and help my neighbour,
‘Cause what else can I do?
And then I vote my conscience
And I hope that you do too.

CHORUS

I have suffered through injustice,
Wept the bitter tears of shame
But if I won’t be counted, 
Why who then shall I blame?
So I go and help my neighbour,
‘Cause what else can I do?
And then I vote my conscience
And I hope that you do too

CHORUS

So I go and help my neighbour
And I hope that you do too     
And then I vote my conscience ‘
‘Cause nothing less will do

JJ’s Lullabye
(Joanne Crabtree © 2006 Free and Easy Music, SOCAN)
(Top)

I really want to put my arms around you
Cradle you against the night
Cuddle with you for an hour or two
Or maybe until morning light
No need to say a word
Talking wouldn't seem right
Just rocking and humming
Til we see morning coming
And the day and the future burn bright

I want to kiss you for every day since you were born
And if that's too much kissing for you
I'll skip over the days you just wanted to play,
Kiss you double for days you were blue
So many kisses, there's no room for fears
And we'll dream pretty dreams through the night
So many kisses there's no time for tears
And the day and the future burn bright

And even if it's raining
When dawn comes creeping in
We'll be so filled with light
From the warmth of the night
We'll be eager to see day begin

I want to hold you up close to my heart
Waltz you from room to room
I'll make up silly songs as we glide along
And we're dancing and laughing in tune
We'll cuddle and snuggle
And dance through the night
Gurgle and chortle all day
Chores won't last long, then it's time for more songs
And the rest of the day we can play

And even if it's raining
When dawn comes creeping in
We'll be so filled with light
From the warmth of the night
We'll be eager to see day begin

We'll be so filled with light
From the warmth of the night
We'll be eager to see day begin

Free and Easy Blues
(Joanne Crabtree © 2001 Free and Easy Music SOCAN)
(Top)

I don't know what freedom is
I never had to choose
But even so, from time to time,
I get the free and easy blues

I'll keep my head, I'll keep my home
Oh but I'll keep my walking shoes
I'm beating the game, but all the same
I get the free and easy blues

Perhaps I've an urge to build something strong
From one of my castles in the air
Perhaps it's just the call of any open road
And the wind and the rain in my hair

I could've run a year ago
When I had less to lose
But I thought I was wise to quit telling me those lies
O but my head gets so confused
With the free and easy blues

Perhaps I have an urge to build something fine
From just one of my castles in the air
Perhaps it's just the call of any open road
And the wind blowing stardust through my hair

I could've run a year ago
When I had less to lose
But I thought I was wise to quit telling me those lies
O I think you've heard the news
I get the free and easy blues
*******************************

Portsmouth Dock
(Joanne Crabtree © 2001 Free and Easy Music SOCAN)
(Top)

Drink up, drink up, my sailor boy
Drink one last health with me
The alehouse will soon be closing its doors
And you're bound again for the sea

Your ship is waiting at Portsmouth Dock
And the wind is running high
So let's pretend that we'll always be friends
And say a cheerful good bye

Oh walk me home just one last time
And come upstairs with me
And I won't say no as I've done before
For tomorrow you're bound for the sea

Your ship is waiting ...

You're a rambling man and a gambling man
And you've made the sea your home
And a sailor's wife leads a lonely life
So I'll stay here on my own

Your ship is waiting ...

Portsmouth Coda by Joanne Crabtree
(c. 2006 Free and Easy Music SOCAN)

Now the years have flown, once again I'm alone
With many of life's dreams fulfilled
You sailed away on that far-off day
The memory's burning still

Your ship is waiting ...

Strange Blues
(Joanne Crabtree © 2001 Free and Easy Music SOCAN)
(Top)

I came home this morning
I've been longing for this day
But now that I've seen you
I know that I can't stay
I'm leaving this evening
And I'd like it understood
I'm clearing out baby
'Cause you're just no good this way

The two of you just sit there
Smoking some sweet-smelling stuff
Staring at me blindly
As you take that last long puff
Now he's laughing at my anger
'Cause he knows he's won the game
You wrote and said you missed me
But the situation's plain enough

We'd sip coffee at the Webster
Every night from two till dawn
Scribbling one-act plays on napkins
But now the play-right thrill is gone
And the wedding we'd been planning
When I left for overseas
Just another bitter memory
Now you're living your disease

I'll leave you your confusion
I think your friend can fix your crying
Stop telling me you love me
I know you're lying
Forget you ever loved a woman
Like you forgot you were a man
I'm going to try to understand
How come you ever happened
While my love's dying

Make Your Mind Up
(Joanne Crabtree © 2001 Free and Easy Music SOCAN)
(Top)

Start out slow and take it easy
We've got a long time to find out
Whether you're gonna be just like all of the others
Whether you're gonna be some other kind of a lover
And the time is gonna roll around
You're gonna wonder what to do
You will make your mind up, darlin'
I believe in you

Time and time, and time again
I try to tell you everything I know is true
You are a man who needs to love a woman
You are a man whose loving could feed a woman
One day you're gonna take a chance
And love will mean the world to you
You will make your mind up, darlin'
I believe in you

I've got time, I've got a lifetime
I've got a lifetime made up of things I've got to give
I was a girl who needed to be a woman
I couldn't rest unless I could be a woman
I'd like to hold you close to me
And do the things you want to do
You will make your mind up, darlin'
I believe in you

Start out slow, and just move in easy
I know you need me just to speak your name
I would be proud to help you feel inspired
I would be proud to help you catch on fire
So please be kind, let me be kind
We've got to do the very best that we can do
You will make your mind up, darlin'
I believe in you

While you make your mind up, darlin'
I'll be good to you

My Sweetie
(Joanne Crabtree © 2001 Free and Easy Music SOCAN)
(Top)

Oh my sweetie has a sweetie
But his sweetie isn't me
You might think that I'd be weepy
But I'm cheerful as can be
I don't do his laundry
I never help him with the rent
Oh my sweetie has a sweetie
His lovin' doesn't cost me one red cent

Well I never go and fetch him
When he's been out drinking until dawn
And I don't bother with his kvetching
'Bout opportunities long gone
I've got his number
I only call it when I'm hot
All I ever wanted was his loving
You know his loving's all I ever got

My sweetie loves me when I'm grooving
Loves me when I have the blues
But when my mojo isn't moving
That's when he'd rather be with you
Just doing that laundry
Writing out those cheques to pay the rent
Oh my sweetie has a sweetie
His loving doesn't cost me
One red cent

I Told You                           
(Joanne Crabtree © 2007 Free and Easy Music SOCAN)
(Top)

HER:
I think I told you ‘bout my sweetie, how he cats around at night
If he isn’t with some down-town gal, he’s in some bar-room fight
He surely likes the ladies and he can't resist the booze
But he keeps my motor revving so I never get the blues 
 So we're together come what may
I'd like to send him packing but I'd surely fade away 
Yeah we're together through thick and thin
He's a boozer and a bruiser but he sure can play that thing

- Instrumental -

HIM:
Don’t you listen to that woman.. She’s a liar and a thief
She stole my reputation and she gives me endless grief
She tells those wicked stories ‘bout where I go at night
I’d like to cut her loose, but I believe she's got my knife
So we’re together through thick and thin
She’s got the magic potion keeps my mojo happening
Yeah, we’re together, right or wrong
She’s lazy and she’s crazy, but she sure can sell a song

- first two lines of Cotton Eyed Joe -

THEM:
If I thought there was somebody else knew how to light my flame
I'd maybe like to settle down and quit this stupid game
Or if I found a lover who was friendly, sweet and nice
Maybe we would try to build a calmer sort of life
But there's nobody who reads my mind
Who sets my heartbeat racing when we leave the world behind
We'll stay together without the rice
Now let's go play our brains out till you start another fight.

 

Prairie Nights
(Joanne Crabtree © 2007 Free and Easy Music SOCAN)
(Top)

Travellin’this lonesome railroad, ridin' with this restless band,
Scratching out a living from this green and golden land
The dining room is empty, but the bar is filling in
And Winnipeg is frozen, the way it's often been
Upstairs the boys are tuning,  getting ready to begin
And here we are in Winnipeg, and it's show time once again.

Saskatoon's so pretty with the river running by,
Every night at dinner time that's where I go to cry
I’m crying ‘cause I miss you, and I miss your daddy too,
I’ll be home fixing dinner the day this tour is through
Upstairs the boys are tuning,  getting ready to begin
And here we are in Saskatoon, and it's show time once again

Prairie night, filled with light, CN engine weeping up the track
Prairie skies hurt my eyes, I want my smoky city gray skies back

Calgary is buzzing with the cowboys coming in,
The party starts tomorrow but tonight they’re drunk as sin
Downstairs the joint is jumpin’, easy money to be made,
I'll dream of you the whole night through, but right now it’s time to play
Upstairs the boys are tuning,  getting ready to begin
And here we are in Calgary, and it's show time once again.

Prairie night, filled with light, CN engine weeping up the track
Prairie skies hurt my eyes, I want my smoky city gray skies back

The boys have finished tuning, looks like we're ready to begin
We're on the road in Canada, and it's show time once again.

 

Ballad For Lee                  
(Joanne Crabtree © 2006 Free and Easy Music SOCAN)
(Top)

When you were only sixteen, just a wide-eyed kid
One day a scout came up to you, says I'll make you a bid
Come to Fairfax College. Come and join the few.
Play a little ball, son, and the coach'll see you through
Run, boy, run. Got ta move that ball.
Keep that ball a-movin', you've got a scholarship next fall.

So you went to college, the pigskin was your toy
Everyone proclaimed you the new golden boy
Classmates loved you, every teacher was a fan
Pretty soon you made All American
Pass, boy, pass. Make that team go
Keep rackin' up those touchdowns, next season you'll turn pro.

 And, Lee, I often wondered what became of you
Did you drift from town to town wonderin' what to do?
Did you ever get another shot or see a dream come true?
Or did you break your mama's heart in two?

Next season you were drafted by the NFL
New York Giants picked you up, they gave you quite a sell
They said we've got great hopes for you, but soon your hopes were gone
You spent the next four years on the sidelines looking on
Think, boy, think, what are you gonna do?
You've got to find a way to make them hang on to you.

But the fat coach wouldn't listen, he said you were losing steam
After that you sacrificed your youth to many a losing team
The scars you got, you'll never lose. Those years were hard on you.
You were only twenty-six then, and it seemed like you were through.
Through, boy, through, where are you gonna go?
No one wants a has been, a washed up, worn out pro.

And, Lee, I often wondered what became of you
Did you drift from town to town wonderin' what to do?
Did you ever get another shot or see a dream come true?
Or did you break your mama's heart in two?

I knew you in Regina in 1962
That's where the big boys sometimes went when the glory days were through
Did you ever find another love or see a dream come true?
Or did you break your mama's heart in two?

 

Close to You   
(words by Joanne Crabtree, music by
Joanne Crabtree and D.J. Nicol © 2007 Free and Easy Music SOCAN)

(Top)

             
Close to you, couldn’t make it before
Loving someone, got to try just once more
Lost my way in a head full of dreams. Lost my dreams, or so it seemed

I've been strange. Couldn't laugh, couldn't cry. 
Lost my  sense of humour, not a bird in my sky
I've been lonely, putting everything down,
My friends and relations couldn't hang around

Bridge:

My life was slipping through my hands, something had to change
Boredom slowly choking me, nothing left to blame
Then you winked at me, and I had to see

Life's a moment, nothing less, nothing more. 
You've got to hold on 'cause it's worth fighting for
Close to you, learning how to be friends.
In your arms, try to dream again

 

Merciful Shepherd     
(Joanne Crabtree © 2008 Free and Easy Music SOCAN)
(Top)

I'm walking through this valley in the shadow of my past
Trying to find salvation on the way
My eyes are blind with anger
My heart is blind with pain
I would not know my saviour if he crossed my path today

Tyrant's day is done;  my bitterness lives on
Corrupting every grown-up choice I make
I wish I knew compassion
I wish I could forgive
I wish, that like the shepherd, I'd do good for goodness' sake

Shepherd have mercy, come into my heart
My spirit has need of your help
Shepherd have mercy, please soften my heart
Love me in spite of myself

Must I hide forever in the memory of despair?
Shall I have no life to call my own?
If I could shed these tears
That bind my wounded soul
I'd be free, free at last, to speak in kinder tones.

Shepherd, help me trust in the wisdom of your love
Fill me with the willingness to change
When your will and mine are one
Tender mercies must be done
I will pick up the rod and staff and use them in your name

Shepherd have mercy, come into my heart
My spirit has need of your help
Shepherd have mercy, please soften my heart
Love me in spite of myself

Please love me in spite of myself

 

Miss Lady Luck  
(words & music by Joanne Crabtree & Paul Mills
© 2008 Free and Easy Music, Millstream Music, SOCAN)

(Top)

I’m tryin’ to write a song but it's taking way too long
My brain just headed south to Santa Cruz
My right hand keeps on strumming
But the ideas still aren't coming
And I'm wondering what I did to lose the muse

Perhaps it’s ‘cause you changed your lucky shirt
Perhaps it’s ‘cause Miss Lady Luck’s a flirt
For reasons we don’t know, muses come and muses go
But for sure some inspiration couldn’t hurt

I called you up again, my old songwriting friend 
‘Cause I  was hoping you would help me one more time
‘Though you stole the one hit song we worked on for so long
I ‘ll forgive you, if you’ll feed me a few lines

WAIT A SECOND! I put my whole life story in that song
Then I nailed it with that hook ‘bout love gone wrong
But you never did complain when my voice got all the fame
So I'll help you move your brand-new song along

INSTRUMENTAL
Hmm … perhaps my memory’s weak or I may have been asleep
But I’m pretty sure that hit was mostly mine
And it’s true you sing like Otis, but in case you hadn't noticed
My writing leaves your humble skills behind

     Hey! YOU called ME, so smarten up, and soon
     Without me you'll be stuck with moon June spoon
     Stop talking like a jerk and I'll give you words that work
     And you'll thank me when they're dancing to our tune.

We may argue quite a bit, but when we write another hit
We’ll be laughing when they’re dancing to our tune

    

In Love Tonight    
(Joanne Crabtree © 2008 Free and Easy Music SOCAN)
(Top)

I think we could fall in love tonight, and this time it just might last
I want you back, I'll tell you why, we've moved on from the past
You speak the truth even when it hurts, you look me in the eye
We'll stick with the truth;  we know it works;  our hearts will never lie

We needed to learn to use our wings, now we're face to face again
We flew far apart; we tried some things; we've both grown up since then
Music brought you into my arms, then took you so far away
I hear your voice, so soft, so warm, it's in my heart today   

But, do we dare to be together? Is it too late to take that chance?
Could this really be forever? Are we loyal and true?
Could I be? Could you? Can we believe in romance?  

(repeat bridge for instrumental)

We're wiser now, we've seen the world, the world and all its charms
Our love is my safe haven now, my shelter from the storm
And if we get into trouble, our friends are wiser too   
They'll  be there to help us care, to help us see things through

BRIDGE REPEAT:

Coda:

We left our love back in Memory Lane,
Yet somehow it flourished and grew
Apart so long, we're still singing our song, 
So I'll take my chances with you

                                         

Guadalajara            
(Joanne Crabtree (with Andrew Crabtree) © 2008 Free and Easy Music SOCAN)
(Top)

Picked up the train in Louisville, I went looking for a game of chance
Hoping to find me a cowboy, and maybe a sweet romance
My cowboy was nothing but trouble, and that is the reason why
I left him and I did not say goodbye
I just left him by the road to live or die

Chorus:

It was his own damn fault
Somewhere in the Black Hills we stopped havin' fun
It was his own damn fault
I gave him every chance to cut and run                 
It was his own damn fault
Never turn your back on a woman with a gun

It wasn't my idea to head for a minin' town
Just wanted a couple of horses and a place to settle down
But he started up a shell game and he put me out as bait
When he did that, the cowboy sealed his fate
I paid him back, I did not hesitate

Chorus:

Instrumental:

I hit the road for Mexico on my Appaloosa queen
Now I’ve got a new vaquero and the horse ranch of my dreams
I’m happy in Guadalajara; everything turned out fine
I heard they got some cowboy for the crime
I took the gold, left him to do the time

Chorus:  to:

It was his own damn fault
Woe oh oh  woe oh oh  woe oh oh

 

We Sailed Away                      
(Joanne Crabtree © 2007 Free and Easy Music SOCAN)
(Top)

Daddy squeezed my hand while we waited for the train
Pulled me close the way he often had before
We were leaving home for Canada that morning in the rain
No more rationing, no more ruins of war 

Mummy said she'd had enough of the rubble and the smoke
And the feeling that her children had no chance
She'd heard the brave new world was paved with streets of hope
So she packed us up without a backward glance.

But oh the sky was blue on the day we sailed away
Bearing for the port of old New York 
And oh the grass was green in England's fields that day
When we said goodbye to all we loved and pulled away from shore

Instrumental

Captain Jackson brought us safely through an icy April storm
To the harbour where Miss Liberty is queen
Grand Central gave us passage to our new home further north
And the sweetest castle I had ever seen

But our family life was finished from the moment we arrived
As my parents slaved all day and toiled all night
I never made a fuss; I was grateful we survived
But how I missed those days when Daddy held me tight

And oh the sky was blue on the day we sailed away
Bearing for the port of old New York 
Oh the grass was green in England's fields that day
When we said goodbye to all we loved and pulled away from shore.

When we sailed away from the world he loved
And my Daddy smiled no more

 

The Flat Next Door
(words & music by Joanne Crabtree & Paul Mills
© 2008 Free and Easy Music, Millstream Music, SOCAN)

(Top)

Throughout these lonely corridors
Whispers cut the night
A child's teary whimpering
A couple's weary fight
By morning things have settled
Once more I can see
So I turn my attention
To the neighbour next to me

The man that I adore lives in the flat next door
He's polishing his buttons and he's getting dressed for war
I'm watching through the window
While I'm hanging out my clothes
The woman in there with him is just waiting ...
Till he goes.

The man that I admire has hair as red as fire
An easy smile that lingers while he measures your desire
I think he's trying to leave her
Enlisting is his way
I hope someday he'll love me and he'll know ...
Just what to say

Bridge:
I don't know where he's serving
Or when he's coming home
From a pipeline in the desert
Or some foxhole all alone
But when his tour is over
I hope he'll come my way
I'll tell him I've been waiting
I'll ask if he will stay

---   Instrumental ---

The boy that I adore is leaving for the war
He walks sadly up the hallway;  I watch, weeping, from my door
I wonder has he guessed I’ll love him right or wrong
I want to run and tell him but he turns ...
And then … he's …  gone

 

The Price of Freedom
(words & music by Joanne Crabtree & Paul Mills
© 2008 Free and Easy Music, Millstream Music, SOCAN)

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Like a child whose needs are greatest when the hunger comes again
Who turns toward his mother and cries aloud in pain
It's the soul of a nation bears this heavy load
What's the price of freedom when freedom's child is sold

What's the price of freedom in this land of liberty?
What's the cost of living with the struggle to be free?
Gaining ground by inches, forever standing guard
What's the price of freedom when victory comes so hard?

Michael, James, and Andrew signed on in '64
To register black voters in the savage southern war
Klansmen beat James Chaney bloody on a Mississippi night
Shot and killed the three of them by freedom’s flickering light.

What's the price of freedom in this land of liberty?
What's the cost of living with the struggle to be free?
Gaining ground by inches, forever standing guard
What's the price of freedom when victory comes so hard?

James Chaney, local black kid;  Michael Schwerner, New York Jew,
Andrew Goodman, liberal college boy, from among the privileged few
They shared one single aspiration, to give every child a choice
They died outside the promised land,
But they strengthened freedom's voice

What's the price of freedom in this land of liberty?
What's the cost of living with the struggle to be free?
Gaining ground by inches, forever standing guard
What's the price of freedom when victory comes so hard?

 

Waterfalls
(Joanne Crabtree © 2009 Free and Easy Music SOCAN)
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There’s a waterfall inside me that’s about to be my tears
I’ll be crying for the little stream ran by our house for years
My babies learned to swim there, we hiked the banks each day
Now there’s just some dirty cardboard saying children keep away

Up by Maiden Rock, Wisconsin, from a boat off Pepin’s shore
Where the Mississippi widens, we would fish, then fish some more
Soon the boats will stay at anchor, the fish soon disappear
Lake Pepin framed in memory from a time that was so dear

And the mighty Mississippi rolls on like the tide
I dont want to be there on the day the water dies
I don’t want to have to listen to my children’s children tell
Of a time when mighty rivers were a thing to buy and sell

I dream about the river, there’s a memory in my bones
Of the Mississippi towboats proudly pushing barges home
We’d stand and watch for hours above the crystal rise and swell
Lose the dust of Indiana on the breeze we loved so well.

And the mighty Mississippi rolls on like the tide ...

From Redwing’s frontier beauty down to sacred New Orleans
I am sailing into history on the Mississippi Queen
But my dream becomes a nightmare, the rapids turn to tears
I’ll be crying for my river for a thousand thousand years

And the mighty Mississippi rolls on like the tide ...

 

Pelican Bay
(Joanne Crabtree © 2010 Free and Easy Music SOCAN)
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The fish are out singing on Pelican Bay
I can hear from my balcony four flights away
No pesky old birds will disturb them today
And they’ll sing till the sun hits the shoreline

I once had a shepherd who sang me to sleep
He held my hand fast while I counted sheep
But now with the big birds so lost on the deep
I’m alone and awake night till morning

The fish are out dancing on Pelican Bay
Here and there between oil slicks they frolic and play
No pesky old birds will torment them today
And they’ll dance till the sun hits the shoreline

I once had a shepherd who sang me to sleep ...

We used to hang out at Indian Rocks
Right there where the old birds would gather in flocks
Cameron Cove sits up on Indian Rocks Beach
So we bought a timeshare to hear the birds screech

Inside the old clam shack beneath St. Pete dock
We’d shush the musician to hear the birds squawk
The timeshare’s for sale now, the shack come and gone
Our dinosaur friends have moved on

The fish are out flying on Pelican Bay
They flash in the wind, every care blown away
No nasty old birds left to ruin their day
And they’ll fly till the oil hits the shoreline

I once had a shepherd who sang me to sleep ...

Now with the old birds all lost in the deep
I’m alone and awake night till morning

 

Black Dirt Blues
(Joanne Crabtree © 2009 Free and Easy Music SOCAN)
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Still here in Powder River, taste of coal dust in my mouth
I’m waitin on my fella, we’ll soon be headed south
He said he’d be here shortly, had to get the haul trucks filled
Aint no coal left in Wyoming and that’s why I’m waitin still

Where’s that train? Where’s that south-bound train?
Take me to New Orleans. Never taste this dusty town again

It’s mighty dry in Kansas, just as dry as dust can be
I’m waitin on my fella, he’s supposed to come for me
He said he’d be here shortly when the final crop comes in
But there aint no corn in Kansas, so there’s nothin in the bin

Where’s that train? ...

Oklahoma wind is swirling round this lonesome railroad track
I’m waitin on my fella, he said he’d be right back
He’s gone to move the rigging like his daddy told him to
But there aint no oil in Tulsa, just them lonesome black-dirt blues

Sister Susie, Sister Sally, Sister Mary Jo and me
Gonna meet up at my little house right down by Basin Street
They got so tired of waitin, I promised them some fun
We’re gonna kick our heels up in the brand-new Risin Sun

Where’s that train? Where’s that south-bound train?
Where’s that train? Where’s that south-bound train?
Bring my girls to Lou’siana
Never taste them, never taste them
Never taste them black-dirt blues again

 

Jesse, Frank and Cole
(Joanne Crabtree © 2010 Free and Easy Music SOCAN)
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Yes the story has been told
Of how Jesse, Frank and Cole
Robbed the Daviess County Bank
When they weren’t so very old
Told and told again in the company of men
While the ladies sit nearby
Trying not to pine and sigh
But I’m telling you once more
‘Cause although we know the score
Fifty banks or maybe more
Maybe who they did it for was for the girls

Well, the story hasn’t changed; a man might be insane
Or at least out robbing trains … he’ll get the girl
If a woman has a need and if a man can sow a seed
He won’t have to beg and plead to get the girl…

Go get the girl, go get the girl
He’s got the full support
Of many women of the world
He could have a few ex-wives who just got out alive
If he can spin a line a jive, he’ll get the girl …

Go get the girl, go get the girl
He’s got the full support
Of many lost lambs of the world
Its a universal rule that no matter if he’s cruel
Or just a boring drooling fool, he’ll get the girl

The James Boys often stank
And pathologically they drank
Mostly Jesse, sometimes Frank - they got the girl
Claimed they stole to save the poor
And to avenge the civil war
They broke every marshall’s law
And they got the girl

Always ready at the draw
Blazing six gun in each paw
Drilling every guard they saw, they got the girl
Robbed the famed Rock Island Line
And then got away just fine
And I’m pretty sure they also got the girl

The story hasn’t changed ...

Go get the girl, go get the girl
He’s got lots of support
From lusty leaders of the world
Does he rally round the flag or dress himself in drag?
If he doesn’t make her gag he’ll get the girl

(Give it a whirl!)

Go get the girl, go get the girl
He’s got lots of support
From would-be mothers of the world
Since we slid out of the slime
Whispering baby one more time
If she’s got an egg that’s prime he’ll get the girl

(One more time!)

Go get the girl, go get the girl
He’s got lots of support
From rock n rollers of the world
Since we crawled out of the ooze
And started livin with the blues
He don’t hafta pay no dues to get the girl

He could even be Tom Cruise and he’ll get the girl

 

Counting on You
(Joanne Crabtree © 2010 Free and Easy Music SOCAN)
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I’m counting on you, friend, to show me the way
I’m lost and I’m lonely inside
I found heaven again for a night and a day
Now I’m all alone with my pride

And the sounds of the city are sweeter than ever
Down here by old Smokey’s Cafe
Where I’m reminiscing about love that’s gone missing
And hoping you’ll find me today

I woke from my nightmare of pain in the dark
To see you asleep in my chair
You pulled me together and we made our mark
Wherever I went, you were there

Well I’ve had my lovers, some kinder than others
And all of them packed up and gone
And though we’ve never kissed, you’re the one that I miss
Your heart is steady and strong

So I’m counting on you, friend, to show me the way
I’m lost and I’m lonely inside
I found heaven again for a night and a day
Now I’m all alone with my pride

And the lights of the harbour are brighter than ever
And I’m down here wandering alone
I may never know how I get so lost
But with you by my side, I’ll get home
I may never know how I get so lost
But with you by my side I’ll get home

 

Pawnshop Alley
(words & music by Joanne Crabtree & Paul Mills
© 2010 Free and Easy Music, Millstream Music, SOCAN)
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On the loose in Pawnshop Alley with the gangsters and the geeks
Lost among the grifters, the gamblers and the freaks
Abandoned alley doorways open and then close
Showing me places where nobody goes

Will goodness knows deliver me from devils deep inside
Pull out and keep on moving, never really satisfied
Ride ride ride, ride ride ride
Pull out and keep on moving, never really satisfied, ride ride ride

Red light through the transom pulls me down inside
I used to have a conscience, guess I left it with my pride
I think I know the story, but not the way it ends
Somebody gets wasted, someone finds a friend

Will goodness knows deliver me ...

My old man’s a carny and he rides them wagon trains
My old lady sets the tents up, shuts her eyes and prays for rain
Sometimes the troupe gets grounded in some seedy border town
So I go right on searching, right on tryna track ‘em down
Hoping I’ll get lucky in some seedy border town

On the loose in Pawnshop Alley, I am losing my control
I keep reaching out for heaven, finding only rock and roll
Red light through the transom pulls me down the stairs
I used to have a conscience, guess I left it with my prayers

Will goodness knows deliver me ...

 

Milk & Honey
(Joanne Crabtree © 2009 Free and Easy Music SOCAN)
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Bright lights are calling me from over Thunder Bay
Did you think I didn’t love you ‘cause I had to go away?
I loved you every moment from the moment you were born
But I had to go and leave you ‘cause I was so forlorn

And by the holy light of reason the truth won’t be denied
There is no milk and honey, there is no other side
The body lives in treason, only conscience for a guide
There is no milk and honey, there is no other side

I used to be a wordsmith, writing songs for pay
Till my words became a tidal wave and washed my mind away
There’s a palace on the mainland, rising white against the sky
They’ve got some little pills there teach you not to cry

And by the holy light of reason ...

Well, I don’t have to cry now, my words are gone for good
I can do my duty and I can raise you like I should
But way down deep inside me, at the bottom of my soul
I’d rather have my words back than keep my self control

And by the holy light of reason ...

 

Gone
(words & music by Joanne Crabtree & Paul Mills
© 2010 Free and Easy Music, Millstream Music, SOCAN)

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The 609 is leaving on an angry puff of smoke
And I'm on board and seething at the cruelty of your joke                                                           

You were with me on the platform beside the baggage car

Now I hear that whistle blowing

But I don't know where you are.

 

So I’ll go to

Belleville, Cornwall, Brockville and Montreal

Gananoque, Kingston and Greater Napanee

Yes, I will zigzag up and down

Through every bar and harbour town

Until I find the soldier boy

Who stole my heart from me

 

You said you had to make a call, said you’d be right back

I didn’t even notice when you took your gunny sack

I never saw this coming, coulda sworn you were true blue

You led me down that garden path and played me for a fool

 

So I’ll go to

Belleville, Cornwall, Brockville and Montreal

Gananoque, Kingston and Greater Napanee

Yes, I will zigzag up and down

Through every bar and harbour town

Until I find the soldier boy

Who stole my heart from me

 

Outside, the platform’s empty; in here my heart is cold

You’re a traitor and you know it; you have iron in your soul

God help this blessed country and pity this poor land

If you’re the kind of soldier on whom she must depend.

 

Chorus 

So I'll go to

Belleville, Cornwall, Brockville and Montreal

Gananoque, Kingston and Greater Napanee

Yes, I will zigzag up and down

Through every bar and harbour town

Until I find the soldier boy

Who stole my heart from me

 

For I’m a soldier through and through

And I command a loyal crew

And you will have to answer to  … the Royal Infantry

 

Bound to Fly
(Joanne Crabtree © 2010 Free and Easy Music SOCAN)
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Bound to fly (bound to fly) … bound to fly (bound to fly)
Bound to fly for queen and country
Through the echoes of the night

It took a lot to bring the Arrow down

All decked out with the maple leaf
She made her maiden flight

Oh it took a lot to bring the Arrow down

She rode the tide of national pride
Till nineteen fifty-nine

It took a lot to bring the Arrow down

They say she was the fastest interceptor of her time

And it took a lot to bring the Arrow down

Bound to fly, bound to fly, it took a lot to bring the Arrow down
She was watching o’er the children
As they watched her out of sight

Protector of the skies for queen and country

Hot and heavy turf wars blazing
Fed by worried prideful men

It took a lot to bring the Arrow down

Diefenbaker, Crawford Gordon
Other stuffed shirts just like them,

Oh it took a lot to bring the Arrow down

Bound to fly, bound to fly, it took a lot to bring the Arrow down
Sputnik launched the day she flew
Right then her flying days were through

Protector of the skies for queen and country

Bound to fly (bound to fly) … bound to fly (bound to fly)
So now the project ended and the engineers moved on
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Some to Lockheed, some to NASA
So the Space Race could be run
They’d help craft Gemini, Mercury
Apollo, and quite soon
They’d help figure out a way
To put a man up on the moon
But meanwhile back in Malton
The slaughter had begun
No prototype or photograph
Would see the morning sun
They smashed her into pieces
Bent on hiding every trace
The brutal way they killed her
Was a national disgrace
Smashed her wing and smashed her engine
Smashed her country’s pride of place
And it took a lot to bring the Arrow down

Bound to fly, bound to fly, it took a lot to bring the Arrow down
No one knows who gave the order
To destroy her where she fell

Protector of the skies for queen and country

Bound to fly, bound to fly, it took a lot to bring the Arrow down
She’ll live on forever through the tales we sing and tell

Flying high in Canadian skies for queen and country

Bound to fly (bound to fly) bound to fly (bound to fly)
Bound to fly

 

Steam Angel
(Joanne Crabtree © 2010 Free and Easy Music SOCAN)
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Don’t want no hardscrabble hero at the ready with his bayonet
Don’t want no hardscrabble hero at the ready with his bayonet
Let me sleep the sleep of angels, baby baby, I’m not ready yet

I will be your harem mistress, I will paint your toenails red
Lemme be your harem mistress, honey, and I will paint your toenails red
When old-man eunuch goes for coffee, I will snuggle up inside your feather bed

We’ve been a long long time growing, gonna be a long long time growing old
I can feel those steel wheels rolling, but I’m already home

I will be your guardian angel, I know where the rubber hits the road
Lemme be your guardian angel, baby and I’ll show you where the rubber hits the road
I will lead you to still waters when your troubled mind’s on weary overload

We’ve been a long long time growing, gonna be a long long time growing old
I can feel those steel wheels rolling, but I’m already home

I’ll be your steam whistle, baby, I know how to blow your mind
Lemme be your steam whistle, honey ‘cause I know how to blow your mind
We’ll ride that silver rail to heaven … leave no question marks behind

 

Too Little Too Late
(words & music by Joanne Crabtree & Paul Mills
© 2010 Free and Easy Music, Millstream Music, SOCAN)

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Love’s a green or rocky road
Depending who you ask
A pocketful of moonbeams
Or just one more dreary task
Still hoping for a miracle
I count the flakes of snow
I’m waiting for my miracle
Will you stay or will you go?

Too little too late, just shy of the mark
Accepting my fate, all alone in the dark
We had our fun, life’s passing us by
The damage is done, big girls don’t cry

Got my head in the game, I was over the moon
Like a moth to a flame, too much too soon

You were one of a kind, I was three strikes and out
They say love is blind, can there be any doubt?

We were taking our time, took in every word
You said you’d be mine, at least that’s what I heard

We’re down but not out, let’s just try this again
I’ll try not to pout, I’ll try not to blame

We’re not closing the book, no need to play our last card
We can’t lose any points for trying too hard

 

He's Goin' Down
(Joanne Crabtree © 2009 Free and Easy Music SOCAN)
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He’s on the edge, he’s just that way
He’s hearing things that no one hears and none should ever say
He blurts them out, he has before
And everyone who loved him once has finally found the door, he’s goin' down

He’s goin' down, he’s running scared
He’s seeing things that no one sees and no one knows are there
He’s on the edge, he’s in the dirt
He’s curled up in the gutter, full of selfishness and hurt, he’s goin' down

Drunk and disorderly, another DUI
One more plea for sympathy, still tryna slide on by

He’s goin' down, he needs a plan
Today he is a monster but he used to be a man
He’s goin' down, so what’s the use?
Down there in the gutter it’s so hard to know the truth, he’s goin down

He’s goin' down, let’s not pretend
Blame was his good buddy but it screwed him in the end
He killed his conscience, he broke his heart
He wrecked his life, his family’s life, he blew that world apart, he’s goin' down

Drunk and disorderly, another night of sin
He’s out of second chances but he’s on the road again

Tonight’s the night, he’ll drive too fast
He can’t outrun his future, he can’t outrun his past
Tonight’s the night, he’ll hit the wall
He’ll take somebody with him, there’ll be nothin' left at all
Tonight’s the night … tonight’s the night … tonight’s the night

 

First Step to Freedom
(Joanne Crabtree © 2009 Free and Easy Music SOCAN)
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There’s an alternate universe
Waiting in the basement of St Peter’s Church
For some lucky drunks and junkies
When they figure out their misery’s only getting worse

Take the first step to freedom when you walk down the stairs
Take the first step to freedom, those steps’ll get you there

There’s a false-hearted lover
Who is pacing in the lobby of St Mary’s Church
He hurt his wife this morning
Now he fears his drunken rages cannot be reversed

Take the first step to freedom ...

We are not begging favours from on high
We do not ask why
We are seeking wisdom to understand
What it is we cannot change and what we can

There’s a broken-hearted mother
Who is weeping in the chapel of St Martin’s Church
She is sheltering a meth head
Who is speeding through the contents of her stolen purse

Take the first step to freedom ...

There’s an alternate universe waiting in the basement of St George’s Church …There’s an alternate universe waiting in the basement of Thomas’ Church …

 

Rise Above
(Joanne Crabtree © 2010 Free and Easy Music SOCAN)
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When the god you once believed in has failed to heal your soul
There’s no magic in the mystery and your temple’s dark and cold
Reach out to someone broken, that’s the best thing you can do
Kneel down and pray beside him, some good may come to you

When your beloved brother turns and walks away
To spend a lifetime hiding from debts you now must pay
Remember he is mortal and worthy of your prayer
If there’s an ever after, perhaps you’ll find him there

Let us pray to be helpful, let us sing for peace
Peace inside our borders, peace in the middle east
Peace in desert nations, in cities torn apart
O, and love, love forever in our hearts

Rise above … rise above …
Address the congregation with words of hope and love
Rise above … rise above … address your congregation with love

When all the world’s a sorry place and you have lost your way
Remember to remember the love we shared today
And you might find the common thread that leads you to the song
That leads you to the pathway back to where we once belonged

Let us pray...