Lyr Add: Tanglewood Tree (Dave Carter)

Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Tanglewood Tree (Dave Carter)
From: GUEST,#
Date: 06 Nov 14 - 10:12 AM

http://www50.homepage.villanova.edu/rebeka.karrant/Adobe%20Lyrics/Tanglewood%20Tree.pdf

Lyrics and chords at that site. I attest to the accuracy of neither.

Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Tanglewood Tree (Dave Carter)
From: Phil Cooper
Date: 06 Nov 14 - 08:33 AM

You're missing a line, Joe. It involves the phrase "faith of a child, when nothing remains to cover her eyes." Susan and I sang this for a UU service we did on the songs of Dave Carter, what we have for the counter point is:
Love's garden of thorns, how it grows
black crow is the corn hummin' low
Brake nettle so pretty and wild
and thistles surround the edge of the
Dim dark hour as the sun moves away
Lamenting a lost summer day
who nurtures the faith of a child
when nothing remains to cover her eyes

(Tracy sings) My body has a number, maybe my face has a name
each hour like each hour before
this longing is a voice on the wind
she cultivates the wages of sin
In a tanglewood tree. (while Dave sings the my body verse as written above)

Hope this helps.

Subject: Lyr Add: Tanglewood Tree (Dave Carter)
From: Joe Offer
Date: 06 Nov 14 - 04:45 AM

Here's another Dave Carter song I'm working on for the Rise Again Songbook. Any corrections?

TANGLEWOOD TREE
(Dave Carter)

Love is a tanglewood tree in a bower of green
In a forest at dawn.
Fair while the mockingbird sings but she soon lifts her wings
And the music is gone

Young lovers in the tall grass with their hearts open wide
When the red summer poppies bloom;
But love is a trackless domain and the rumor of rain
In the late afternoon

Love is an old root that creeps through the meadows of sleep
When the long shadows cast
Thin as a vagrant young vine, it encircles and twines
And it holds the heart fast

Catches dreamers in the wildwood with the stars in their eyes
And the moon in their tousled hair
But love is a light in the sky and an unspoken lie
And a half-whispered prayer

(bridge)
I'm walkin' down a bone-dry river but the cool mirage runs true,
I'm bankin' on the fables of the far, far better things we do,
I'm livin' for the day of reck'nin countin' down the hours,
I yearn away, I burn away, I turn away the fairest flower of love, 'cos darlin'...

Love is a garden of thorns and a crow in the corn, (begin counterpoint)
And the brake growing wild.
Cold when the summer is spent in the jade heart's lament
For the faith of a child.
My body has a number and my face has a name,
And each day looks the same to me.
But love is a voice on the wind and the wages of sin,
and a tanglewood tree


Tracy's counterpoint:
Love is a garden of thorns (love's garden of thorns, how it grows)
And a crow in the corn (black crow in the corn hummin' low)
And the brake growing wild (brake nettle so pretty and wild)
(and thistles surround the edge of the)
Cold when the summer is spent (dim dark hour as the sun moves away)
in the jade heart's lament (lamenting a lost summer day)


Dave Carter
On his & Tracy Grammer's Tanglewood Tree.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Niia1u4vp0I