Lyr Req: The Curse (Larry Groce)

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Old Man's Fiddle? Back in the Woods
From: GUEST
Date: 14 Jul 20 - 04:15 AM

so glad I could help! thank you for the link I have always wanted to hear this song sung professionally and never have found it.

Subject: Lyr Add: THE CURSE (Larry Groce)
From: cnd
Date: 27 Apr 20 - 08:44 PM

GUEST, your verses here helped me find it! Glad I did find it cause this one's been bugging me. Couldn't find it last time, but with your expanded lyrics, I was able to find it. From the Mudcat thread "Songs that Haunt You" the song is The Curse by Larry Groce (listen)


Way back in the hills where the ginseng grows,
Back in a hollow where nobody goes,
There lives an old man that you never will see.
He lives in a hollowed-out sycamore tree.
Deer hunters tell of an awful fright,
Waking up cold in the middle of the night.
Far, far away comes the mournful tune
Of the old man's fiddle in the light of the moon.

When the man was a lad, so the stories all go,
A better fiddler never lifted a bow.
Every dance, every party for miles around,
Well, they hopped to the tune of his fiddlin' sound.
He met a young lady one night in June,
Sweeter than the sweetest fiddlin' tune.
After the night had passed away,
They swore they'd marry on the very next day.

Well, the music rang out for the bride and the groom,
The fiddle and the bell and the dulcimer too.
An old woman stood when the party had done.
She said: "Beware of the settin' of the sun."
The young man laughed and he took his bride.
They went to the hills for their weddin' night.
They soon forgot what the woman had said,
And when the sun went down, his bride was dead.

Way back in the hills where the ginseng grows,
Back in the hollows where nobody goes,
There lives an old man that you never will see.
He lives in a hollowed-out sycamore tree.
Deer hunters tell of an awful fright,
Waking up cold in the middle of the night.
Far, far away comes the mournful tune
Of the old man's fiddle in the light of the moon.

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Old Man's Fiddle? Back in the Woods
From: GUEST,Old campfire song
Date: 27 Apr 20 - 07:31 PM

I just found this question while trying to find out more history on this song. I know it is 20 years late but here are the lyrics to anyone else trying to find this song:

Back in the hills where the gensing grows,
Back in the hollow where nobody goes,
hollowed out sycamore tree,
Deer hunters tell of an awful freight,
Waking up cold in the middle of the night,
Far far away comes the mournful tune,
Of the old man's fiddle in the light of the moon,
[Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah]
There was a young man, as the story goes,
A better fiddler never lifted a bow,
Every dance, every party,
For miles around,
Hopped to the tune of his fiddlin' sound,
He met a young lady, one night in june,
Sweeter than the sweetest fiddlin' tune,
After the night had passed away,
They swore they'd marry on the very next day,
[Nahs chorus here]
Well the music rang out, for the bride and groom,
Fiddle and bells and dulcimer too,
Well an old woman stood when the party was done,
She said beware of the setting of the sun,
The young man laughed and he took his bride,
They went to the hills for their wedding night,
Soon forgot what the woman had said,
When the sun went down, his bride was dead,
[Nahs here]
Repeat first verse

Subject: Lyr Add: WHERE THE GINSENG GROWS (Kevin McClung)
From: cnd
Date: 07 Mar 20 - 07:27 PM

I don't think the song GUEST was after was the one added by Peace.

I recently had the chance to listen to "Where the Ginseng Grows" by Kevin McClung and it's not quite it either. I'll share the lyrics here though. As printed in the CDs liner sleeve:

WHERE THE GINSENG GROWS
(Kevin McClung)

Just a feelin' I have
Don't ask me to explain
Couldn't in a month of Sundays
Cleansing as a pouring rain
Led me deep into the woods
For a wildflower bloom
Had me huntin' day and night
Howlin' at the moon

In the shadow of the laurel
'Neath the moss bed on the hill
She kept her heart hidden
Better than a moonshine still
But true love, I found
After years of traispin' round
Windin' with the creek on down
Where the ginseng grows

The glow of the foxfire
Shimmered in her hair
The smell of sassafras
Lingered in the air
A sip of that celestial tea
And we were lost in space
Hitched a ride on a shooting star
Disappeared without a trace

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Old Man's Fiddle? Back in the Woods
From: Peace
Date: 16 Dec 09 - 09:19 PM

However, it seems not to match the lyrics the original poster wanted.

Subject: Lyr Add: IF THAT AIN'T COUNTRY (Anthony Smith)
From: Peace
Date: 16 Dec 09 - 09:18 PM

If That Ain't Country
By Anthony Smith

Intro (4 measures per chord)

Ab7 A/E   Ab7 A/E


      Ab7
Where she grew up there ain't no roads
A/E                                     Ab7   A/E
Out in the sticks where the ginseng grows
Ab7
She float down the river to get to school
A/E                                              Ab7 A/E
Then her daddy come and get her on a old pack mule
       Ab7
She run back and forth from shed to shack
A/E (strike once and stop)
Checkin' on the moonshine brewin out back
   C                            D
If you don't get the picture by now
    E
Then wait a minute


Chorus:
          D
She got a bible she was born again
          A
She got a shotgun she ain't afraid to sin
       B
She got rebel rousin' rowdy friends (saying Ohh-o-o-o)
          D
She got a trans am with a trailer hitch
       A
She got horses,cows and dixie chicks
    B
Goes honky tonkin' just for kicks
       D         E
And if that ain't country
E D#    D    C    A (use barre chords here to walk down the neck)
I don't know what is

Repeat intro here

She blends fifty acres with seed and a hoe
Come fall you get lost in the tall corn rows
Dont need no phone where she come from
She just hollers down the mountain and the boys all run…fast
You might see her truck rolling out of the woods
With a twelve point buck laid across the hood
If you dont get the picture by now
Then wait a minute

Chorus 2 times

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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Old Man's Fiddle? Back in the Woods
From: GUEST,Audi
Date: 13 Oct 00 - 04:02 PM

Thanks for the refresh. I may be misleading you to call it a "ballad." It is a fast-paced ghost/lover song with a back-hills flair, but very spooky. I've been stuck on the ner-ner-ner's for days.

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Old Man's Fiddle? Back in the Woods
From: Quincy
Date: 13 Oct 00 - 03:13 PM

refresh

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Old Man's Fiddle? Back in the Woods
From: Sorcha
Date: 12 Oct 00 - 03:51 PM

Refresh. Let's hope it doesn't take 4 years to find this one. Rings a small bell in my old brain, but I can't find it.

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Old Man's Fiddle? Back in the Woods
From: GUEST
Date: 11 Oct 00 - 03:51 PM

My "ner-ner-ner's" didn't ring a bell with anyone, huh?

Subject: Old Man's Fiddle? Back in the Woods?
From: GUEST
Date: 10 Oct 00 - 08:26 PM

I'm haunted by an eerie ballad and need the rest of it to be released from it, please. It's about a young woman who dies (in the woods?) and her lover (or father?) haunts the place by playing his fiddle. I believe the setting is Tennessee hills, but can't recall. This much is all I can remember:

Back in the woods where the ginseng grows,
Back in a holler where nobody goes,
There lives an old man that you never will see,
Lives in a hollowed-out sycamore tree.
Deer hunters tell of an awful fright
Wakin' up cold in the middle of the night,
From far, far away comes the mournful tune
Of the old man's fiddle in the light of the moon.

Then a bunch of "ner-ner-ner-ner's" follow to the same tune.