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Thread #109842 Message #2895617
Posted By: open mike
27-Apr-10 - 09:50 PM
Thread Name: Flower Songs (2)
Subject: Lyr Add: REINCARNATION (Wallace McRae)
"Flowers of Edinburgh" - a scottish hornpipe
a singer i met at the cowboy festival in Elko has a
wonderful song about Dandelion wine...which is basically a recipe.
here is Sorcha's recipe
http://www.mudcat.org/Detail.CFM?messages__Message_ID=221907
from a movie...does any one remember which one?
I beg your pardon, "I Never Promised You a Rose Garden."
Rosalie Sorrels sings one about her grandmothers..."Bells of Ireland"
there is a cowboy song "When the Cactus Is in Bloom"
there is a beautiful Carter Family waltz called "Give Me The Roses While I Live"
A round we sang in Girl Scouts...."White Coral Bells" (upon a slender stalk)
and last, but not least, this one by Wally McRae, posted by Arkie,
REINCARNATION
by Wallace McRae
What is reincarnation? A cowboy asked his friend.
It starts, his old pal told him, when your life comes to an end.
They wash your neck and comb your hair and clean your fingernails,
And put you in a padded box away from life's travails.
The box and you goes in a hole that's been dug in the ground.
Reincarnation starts in when you're planted neath that mound.
Them clods melt down, just like the box, and you who is inside.
And that's when you begin your transformation ride.
And in a while the grass will grow upon your rendered mound,
Until some day, upon that spot, a lonely flower is found.
And then a horse may wander by and graze upon that flower
That once was you, and now has become your vegetated bower.
Now, the flower that the horse done eat, along with his other feed,
Makes bone and fat and muscle essential to the steed.
But there's a part that he can't use and so it passes through.
And there it lies upon the ground, this thing that once was you.
And if perchance, I should pass by and see this on the ground,
I'll stop awhile and ponder at this object that I've found.
I'll think about Reincarnation and life and death and such,
And come away concludin', why, you ain't changed all that much.
(a recited poem, actually, with no tune to it...but perhaps
someone could turn it into a song@!)