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The Green Room
03:32
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Market Day
03:09
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Sun’s still sleeping, I wanna stay down
Gravity pulls a little harder right now
But I gotta get up, you know, I can’t sleep late
Gotta make bread for Market Day
Let it rest, let it rise
Every little good thing takes its time
Pick a little banjo while I wait
Wait for the bread on Market Day
Flour in the bucket, flour in the bowl
Flour in my hair, flour in my soul
A little bit of leaven goes a long, long way
When you’re making that bread for Market Day
I get my water from back in the woods
Salt makes bread taste like it should
Mix it all together and it’s bubbling away
Becoming my bread for Market Day
Bread for the fathers, bread for the mothers
Bread for the saints and bread for the others
Bread for the young and the old and grey
It’s busy down here on Market Day
Market Day, that’s when I see
These southern hills have been good to me
Give a little smile and a loaf and a wave
To the folks in line on Market Day
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3. |
The Grove
03:13
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4. |
Dinosaurs
03:39
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5. |
Over Yonder
03:51
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Grandpa, you’ve never looked finer
You’re dressed in your best suit and tie
The roses in bloom all around you
They glisten in each teary eye
But up there I’m sure you’re less formal
From your coveralls down to your boots
You’re up there doing the work you know best
Farming that heavenly food
Are the fields always green over yonder
Is the fiddler in tune when he plays
Is the sun always shining, can you always make hay
Do you waltz with your darling at the close of each day
In cornfields that always yield plenty
There’s a tractor that’s a pleasure to drive
And back on the farm, back in the Lord’s barn
There’s milk cows that never get dry
Your backaches and heartaches are over
Your knees and your toes are restored
And the sorrow that once took you under
Has been taken away by the Lord
We’ll follow you out to the church yard
Sing the gospel hymns you loved the best
And fiddling away on your favourites
We’ll waltz you away to your rest
Now the dance floor awaits your arrival
You and Grandma go out every night
You can even go waltzing on Sundays
‘Cause the good Lord he says it’s alright
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6. |
Set Sail
03:56
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As the sun’s going down on a seafaring town
Johnny heads down to the bar
It’s a smoky old dive where he feels most alive
With the sailors come in from adventures afar
He’s a sailor himself and in very good health
For he’s never been out on the sea
But he dresses the part and he sings from the heart
Of the ocean-bound vessel where he’d rather be
But he’s never set sail on the briny
Never been tossed by the wind and the foam
He’s always been safe in the harbour
He’s a sailor who’s never left home
He knows all the shanties, he knows a good brandy
He knows he’d do well if he tried
But when the lads travel on at the breaking of dawn
The town will still be here with Johnny inside
He longs to tell stories and share in the glories
Of wild lands along distant shores
But he gets all unnervy when he hears about scurvy
And the monsters and mermaids that wait overboard
Then one day in July, Johnny made up his mind
He knew just what he had to do
He packed his belongings and whistling a song
He boarded a ship and joined up with the crew
But the week they set sail, they got caught in a gale
Just off the Barbary Coast
And with the waves’ constant pounding, the ship swung around
And Johnny the sailor was thrown from the boat
It then dawned on him that he’d not learned to swim
And his head was forced down by the waves
As he sank like a stone to the deep Davy Jones
He knew in his mind that his life had been saved
For he’d finally set sail on the briny
Finally been tossed by the wind and the foam
He’s stepped off the shore and he’ll not be no more
The sailor who never left home
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7. |
Scottiche Set
03:17
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9. |
Jasper
05:06
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10. |
Citygrass Jamboree
04:54
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11. |
The Black Hole
04:27
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Lady of the Trail, that binds my mind
Take me to this place, where I can find my lily child
I would take you there if I knew the way
To the place where the river meets the bay
But the fire inside always leads you astray
Down by the water covered in moon’s eyes
My Lady
You will recall the greatest love of all
She takes my hand, through the moss grove
Over the water drops that have started to flow below
And I know I will always remember this day
In the place where the river meets the bay
But the fire inside always leads you astray
Down by the water covered in stars’ eyes
Lady of the Earth, can I hold you some more
I love you, Lady, and I could bring you so much more
Now I lay down sinking in your love
I see new light spring from above
If I could breathe, I never should
Under the water covered in moonshine
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12. |
Cold Water
04:00
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Down the rivers of my mind
Flow through another time
Where I knew we couldn’t stay
But she was always game to play
Among the birches and the pines
Far above the water’s edge
Leave the safety of the ledge
Spread my wings to the sky
For a moment I can fly
Then I go where my body’s led
Shouting from the brink
Will she let me swim or sink
Cold Water, she’s filling up my soul
Cold Water, she’s calling my back home
Can’t navigate a dream
But I’ll not forget her streams
I know she’s far from safe
She’s got her wiley ways
But what she says is what she means
Insistent as she flows
I can’t just tell her no
Often I return, but she’s never quite the same
But the lines beside my eyes say that I’m the one who’s changed
So much more to lose, still everything to gain
But her open arms still beckon
To jump in while she’s calling out my name
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13. |
This is for You
03:37
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Nathan Smith Toronto, Ontario
Nathan Smith is a fiddle player and singer in Toronto, ON, Canada. His upbeat and soulful original songs and fiddle tunes evoke bluegrass and old-time combined with his upbringing playing traditional Canadian fiddle music. Nathan also plays with Toronto Bluegrass band The Barrel Boys. ... more
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