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Lyr Add: Fields of Clover In Mudcat MIDIs: Fields of Clover [Jerry Rasmussen] (please see the linked thread for copyright information and how Jerry wants to handle permissions for performance, recording, etc.)
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Subject: RE: BS: A Hard Year From: katlaughing Date: 17 Jan 04 - 10:15 AM That is absolutely beautiful, Jerry. Your kindness and caring are always such shining examples for us all. Thank you! luvyakat |
Subject: LYR ADD: Fields of Clover - Jerry Rasmussen From: Jerry Rasmussen Date: 17 Jan 04 - 09:28 AM Looking back over last year, It was a hard one for many friends. Not many had a harder year than Animaterra or Kendall, but there are many other Catters who I've shared PMs with who have struggled through trials that might have discouraged Job. Some are going through them right now. Us being folk singers and all, it's part of our makeup to look back, through songs and stories. Some folks morn the passing of the "Good Old Days" and see life as a slippery, downhill slope. When you're going through a painful time in your life, it's like being in a deep well. You can't see out of it. After you've come through it, you can often look back and see the good that came out of a hard time. And, it's sharing the hard times that creates the strongest friendships. Many years ago, when Art Thieme and I were sharing our own hard years, I realized the goodness that came out of seeing things through together, and I wrote a song about it. At the time, I was fed up with the constant bemoaning of the passing of the "Good Old Days," and in frustration told a friend, "The Good old days are yet to come." I guess now, if I added a verse to the song it would be that some of the "Good Old Days" were the hardest. This is for all of my friends who are struggling to get out of that well. FIELDS OF CLOVER One thing certain we all know All things will come to pass So when the darkness blinds the light We know it will not last CHORUS: For the good old days are still to come Though the hard times are not over For we must wear that thorny crown To walk the fields of clover Count your blessings while you can For blessings soon may pass And though we know not what is to come Let us toast the half-filled glass Be your fortune good or bad There is hope in every day So for the burdens that we share Let us lift our voice in praise. Jerry |
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