Flight of Fancy
(Joanne Crabtree, © 2006 Free and Easy Music, SOCAN)
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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)
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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)
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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 )
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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)
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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)
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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)
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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
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Portsmouth Dock
(Joanne Crabtree © 2001 Free and Easy Music SOCAN)
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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)
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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)
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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)
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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)
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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)
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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)
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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)
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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)
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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)
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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)
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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)
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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)
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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)
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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? |
