Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Utah Phillips songs From: GUEST,Gerry Date: 26 Jul 20 - 02:50 AM If I Could Be the Rain Utah Phillips Sometimes I wonder how the simple rain can weep Or why the winds a lonely child that cries itself to sleep Ive envied all the sunlight, the amber of its smile And wished it could be borrowed for a while If I could be the rain, I'd wash down to the sea; If I could be the wind, there'd be no more of me; If I could be the sunlight, and all the days were mine I would find some special place to shine But all the rain I'll ever be is locked up in my eyes When I hear the wind it only whispers sad goodbyes If I could hide the way I feel I'd never sing again; Sometimes I wish that I could be the rain If I could be the rain, I'd wash down to the sea; If I could be the wind, there'd be no more of me; If I could hide the way I feel I'd never sing again; Sometimes I wish that I could be the rain |
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Utah Phillips songs From: Joe Offer Date: 25 Jul 20 - 11:36 PM Anybody got lyrics for "If I Could Be the Rain"? |
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Utah Phillips songs From: Joe Offer Date: 25 Jul 20 - 11:34 PM ALL ABOUT PREACHERS Here comes the preacher with his long, black coat, Sniffing around like a billy goat; He's got a book of everything the good Lord wrote; He knows each verse; he can tell you every quote. Sexton, sexton, ring the bell, Preacher's gonna preach another soul to hell; Sexton, sexton, ring it out loud, Preacher's in the pulpit and the heads all bowed. Preacher paid a visit to a poor, old man, Said, "I'm gonna save you from your mortal sin." Old man asked the preacher his sins to relate. "You didn't put nothin' in the Sunday plate." Sexton, sexton, ring the bell, Preacher's gonna preach another soul to hell; Sexton, sexton, ring it out loud, Preacher's in the pulpit and the heads all bowed. Preacher paid a visit to Widow Brown, Lived with her kids on the edge of town; Preacher got there when dinner was on; Sneaked out just about an hour 'til dawn. Sexton, sexton, ring the bell, Preacher's gonna preach another soul to hell; Sexton, sexton, ring it out loud, Preacher's in the pulpit and the heads all bowed. Preacher preached a sermon by an open graveside, Where a hundred coal miners were buried alive. He said, "It's all in God's great plan." Preacher and the boss were a-shakin' hands. Sexton, sexton, ring the bell, Preacher's gonna preach another soul to hell; Sexton, sexton, ring it out loud, Preacher's in the pulpit and the heads all bowed. Preacher man, preacher, you better watch out: We're gonna get together and run you out. All you ever preach is shame and greed; One Big Union is all we need. Sexton, sexton, ring the bell, Old preacher man's on his way to hell; Sexton, sexton, ring it out loud, We'll all stand together with our heads unbowed. https://politicalfolkmusic.org/posts/blog/all-about-preachers |
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Utah Phillips songs From: SINSULL Date: 05 Mar 19 - 10:01 PM Thanks, Mark. It only took me 15 years to see your post and discover the lyrics among the first four posted by Stewie. I never stopped looking but was stuck on Come outside Mary. DOH! |
Subject: ADD: Singing Through the Hard Times (Phillips) From: Joe Offer Date: 30 Mar 13 - 02:33 AM Hi, Genie - I've tried to put the ADD and the song title name in the titles of message that contain definitive transcriptions of lyrics. Using the old forum search in QuickLinks for "subject," you'll find this transcription.
Posted By: Joe Offer 06-Sep-10 - 03:13 AM Thread Name: Lyr Req: Songs by Bruce 'Utah' Phillips Subject: Lyr Add: SINGING THROUGH THE HARD TIMES (Phillips)
I couldn't find the CD booklet since I put all my recordings on my hard drive, so I had to do a by-ear transcription. Any corrections? |
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Utah Phillips songs From: GUEST Date: 29 Mar 13 - 08:51 PM The lyrics can be found on the CD of that name released Righteous Babe Records, Ani DiFranco's company. Mark Ross |
Subject: Lyr Req: Singing Through The Hard Times From: Genie Date: 29 Mar 13 - 05:13 PM Does anyone have the lyrics to "Singing Through The Hard Times" handy. They're not in the DT and I can't find a thread for them either. |
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Utah Phillips songs From: Deckman Date: 23 May 09 - 10:37 PM "Bride Judy" and I had a very nice start to this Memorial day weekend. We watched a recording of a live concert that Bruce gave at the MOHAI in Seattle about 7 years ago. bob |
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Utah Phillips songs From: Dan Schatz Date: 23 May 09 - 12:59 PM Utah died one year ago. We all miss him. Dan |
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Utah Phillips songs From: GUEST,Elmore Date: 23 May 09 - 12:40 PM God, I miss Utah. I saw him perform countless times in a variety of venues, and he was as wonderful the last time he played Club Passim as the first time he took the stage at Fox Hollow.Utah portayed an old geezer for 35 years. Too bad he died before he actually became an old geezer. |
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Utah Phillips songs From: Dan Schatz Date: 22 May 09 - 09:25 PM For years, none of Utah's friends believed that these people existed. Rosalie Sorrels told me that they used to say, "Right Bruce. 'Luigi del Puppo.' Sure." And she told me that whatever anybody else says, Utah wrote the song. Which he did, more or less. But he built it on the original song that del Puppo and Chumlevich wrote while in a Nelson, BC jail. Joanna wanted to make sure we credited it correctly on the two CD set, because Utah only wrote the third verse and reworked the chorus. She told me it was collected at the Vancouver jail. Utah got hold of it, and sang it for a long time as originally written: "I remember loving you Yes and I've had quite a few...." It wasn't quite right, so he changed the chorus and wrote the third verse, and it became known as his song. But he always gave credit to the original authors. Tom Paxton does a WONDERFUL version of this song on the two CD set. Dan |
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Utah Phillips songs From: Mark Ross Date: 22 May 09 - 08:53 PM I think they wrote the original while sitting in jail Mark Ross |
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Utah Phillips songs From: Joe Offer Date: 22 May 09 - 08:14 PM Stewie posted "I Remember Loving You" above, and attributed it to "del Puppo/Chumlevich/Phillips/Herdman." The Herdman attribution is because she added a verse or two when she recorded it with Utah Phillips. The Utah Phillips recording of the song attributes it to "Tino Chumlevich and Luigi Del Puppo; and Utah Phillips." But who are del Puppo and Chumlevich? Here's what the Digital Tradition says:
Yes, and I've had quite a few ------------------------------------------------------------------ Original 1.4 ... towns that I've been in. JB Copright Strike Music -Joe- |
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Utah Phillips songs From: jacqui.c Date: 22 Jan 06 - 08:14 PM OM - It's going to be tough singing Miner's Lullabye after recent events. |
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Utah Phillips songs From: open mike Date: 22 Jan 06 - 02:11 PM after hearing of another two deaths in coal mines in west virginia and over a dozen miners killed earlier this year, i keep the song "Green Rolling Hills of WV" going thru my mind... |
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Utah Phillips songs From: Mark Ross Date: 22 Jan 06 - 12:58 PM It's on Utah's most recent release STARLIGHT ON THE RAILS, an audio songbook Mark Ross |
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Utah Phillips songs From: GUEST,anntee@mac.com Date: 22 Jan 06 - 12:44 PM I was looking for Rich Phillips, and Google brought me to Utah. The song I'm looking for, by Rich, is "I'm Walking through Your Town in the Snow." Anybody know where I might find it? Thanks. click for lyrics |
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Utah Phillips songs From: GUEST,Mark Ross Date: 07 Sep 04 - 12:47 AM Sinsull,The song you're looking for is SCOTT'S CREEK BLUFF I believe, and I think that it's on Utah's ALL USED UP now reissued as THE TELLING TAKES ME HOME. Mark Ross |
Subject: Lyr Add: JOHN THURMAN (Utah Phillips) From: Uncle_DaveO Date: 06 Sep 04 - 09:37 PM This is a song about a real rodeo cowboy whom Phillips met at a gas station. There was a sign offering an electric guitar for sale, and Phillips got to talking with the attendant. The song tells the tale. Thurman's bride made him get "a real job" in a service station, and promise to quit the rodeo. Thurman sneaked back for one last ride, but was hurt, so she caught him. Now she was divorcing him, and he's bitter. This is what Utah Phillips made of it. JOHN THURMAN Where did you come from, and where will you go? Where did you come from, my young Johnny-O? I come for to ride and I come for to sing; I come for to bring you a big diamond ring. Oh, I am a cowboy; wild brahmas I ride I promised to quit them, for the sake of my bride. Now I work in a station, and all I can do Is think about ridin' and team-ropin' too. I drove to Salina about two weeks ago And signed up to ride in the big rodeo Well, I drew a brahma, he come out so fast He pulled out my shoulder, and I could not last. He bucked and he sunfished; I kicked and I cussed. Then I picked myself up and I shook out the dust. That "Old 27", he's ornery and strong, But no-one had ever stayed on him that long. Well, I come in to work, it was early today My young wife, she called me, these few words to say: "You've broken your promise; it's easy to see "You love these wild brahmas more than you love me." Well, I'll pack up my camper, take a flat-top guitar And play country music in every damn bar! I'll pick up my paycheck, get ready to go And head out to follow the big rodeo! Oh, where did you come from, and where did you go? Where did you come from, my young Johnny-O? I come for to ride and I come for to sing, But I didn't come to bring you, no god-damn ring! DRO |
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: John Thurman From: Uncle_DaveO Date: 06 Sep 04 - 09:24 PM |
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Utah Phillips songs From: Uncle_DaveO Date: 06 Sep 04 - 09:24 PM Not "getting evicted from their farm", but migrant workers being hustled on after the local crops are in. I'll get out the CD and get the words. Dave Oesterreich |
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Utah Phillips songs From: SINSULL Date: 06 Sep 04 - 04:05 PM There is A Utah Phillips song about a couple being evicted from their farm. The sheriff is there and the chorus is something about "Come outside Mary and get the babies in the car. The sheriff is here and this time he isn't kidding..." Anyone know it? I heard it on a CD at Annamill's house a few years back. |
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Utah Phillips songs From: MAG Date: 29 Jan 04 - 11:54 AM I've heard Utah sing that lasy line as "Keep your manhood in your pants..." -- scans better. |
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Utah Phillips songs From: Coyote Breath Date: 29 Jan 04 - 01:07 AM Stewie, Kendall, Joe Offer, Deckman, and all, please see my post on "Running the Bums Out of Town" (Larimer Street) Thanks CB |
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Utah Phillips songs From: Joe Offer Date: 28 Jan 04 - 07:14 PM That's not it, Snuffy. Close, but no cigar. I have a RealMedia file ready to e-mail to anyone who might be able to identify the tune. -Joe Offer- joe@mudcat.org |
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Utah Phillips songs From: Snuffy Date: 28 Jan 04 - 06:34 PM Could it be this one Joe? Penguin: Young Edwin In The Lowlands Low. It fits the meter. I've heard Louis Killen sing this live and also have it by him on CD |
Subject: ADD: Trooper's Lament (Utah Phillips) From: Joe Offer Date: 28 Jan 04 - 04:19 PM This message from Mark Ross inspired me to transcribe the song. the tune sounds familiar, but I can't name it. It's from one of those songs with oaks and ashes in it, I think. On the other hand, maybe it's closer to Flyring Cloud, the tune used for Steve Goodman's Penny Evans. I'll gladly send a RealPlayer file to anybody who wants to listen and see if they can identify it. -Joe Offer- joe@mudcat.org
Posted By: Mark Ross 27-Jan-04 - 08:03 PM Thread Name: Looking for Louis Killen Subject: Looking for Louis Killen Some time ago I learned a song from Utah Phillips that he wrote called THE TROOPERS LAMENT. He told me that the tune was an old focsle chanty that he learned from Louis Killen, but Utah couldn't remember the title of the shanty.... Trooper's Lament (Bruce "Utah" Phillips) I sailed from Seattle, far away from friends and home Across the blue Pacific to the Land of Morning Calm Here's a helmet and a rifle and your prophylactics, too And as sure as I'm your captain, we will make a man of you. The 105's were pounding, and their thunder shook the night; I asked my bold commander, "Who am I here to fight?" "It's the Slopes and the Slants, it's the Gooks and Chinks," said he, And I wondered if their captain ever said the same of me. I'd seen the mountain winter, where the air is cold and still; But, oh, that frozen Chosun, it was a living hell With the fever and the jaundice and a hundred kinds of mold, We were slaughtered in our mummy bags by bayonets and cold. And everywhere I traveled from the Gap at Kumari(?) The Yong-San Reservation to the camps at Moonsanee (?) From the golden plains of Inchon, my boots rotting on my feet, All I heard were crying babies while their mothers walked the street. We bought watches, we bought cameras, we bought whores, and we bought booze; With the little barefoot beggars bending down to shine our shoes We gave them back our candy, and to answer our desire, Oh, we gave them round-eyed babies who died outside the wire. I got off in Seattle, and I climbed on board a train, I rode it through the mountains with a fever in my brain. I could find no reason to remain here any more, Oh, there was no sign around me of the life I'd lived before. Then what's the pride in country if it robs a man of will? What's the pride in manhood if a man will rape and kill? And what's the pride in killing if the dead will rise gain? Ah, but there's a pride in knowing that the enemy's within. So, listen all you troopers, here's a lesson you should know, From an older brownshoe soldier, who marched off long ago; They will use your pride and passion for to settle all their fights. Keep your pride in your trousers, and your captain in your sights. Transcribed from the 1991 U.Utah Phillips I've Got to Know CD. I still need help with the name of the tune, and with some of those Korean place names. |
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Utah Phillips songs From: Mark Ross Date: 24 Mar 03 - 12:30 PM Utah's Songbook is online at utahphillips.org, if you need the lyrics to any more of his songs. Mark Ross |
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Utah Phillips songs From: Deckman Date: 24 Mar 03 - 09:15 AM Thanks for all your work Stewie. You gave me the words to one I've been searching for. Looking forward to seeing you at FolkLife. CHEERS, Bob |
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Utah Phillips songs From: Charley Noble Date: 24 Mar 03 - 09:09 AM Nice work! Charley Noble |
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Utah Phillips songs From: kendall Date: 24 Mar 03 - 07:17 AM Thanks from a devoted U.U.P. fan. There is another verse to Green Rolling Hills. Some day I'll go back to West Virginia, To the green rolling hills I love so well, Some day I'll go home, I know I'll right this wrong, These troubled times will follow me no more. |
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Utah Phillips songs From: Hrothgar Date: 24 Mar 03 - 02:50 AM National or Top Half, Stewie? I've had this one in the back of my mind for a couple of years. |
Subject: Lyr Add: I REMEMBER LOVING YOU (Herdman+Phillips From: Stewie Date: 24 Mar 03 - 01:53 AM I will also add the version of 'I Remember Loving You' with extra verses by Priscilla Herdman - from her 'Darkness Into Light' album Flying Fish FF 70420 in which she duetted with Phillips on the song. I REMEMBER LOVING YOU (del Puppo/Chumlevich/Phillips/Herdman As recorded by Priscilla Herdman and Utah Phillips I look at these old letters and postcards From the places where you've been From the towns you'd find on the railway lines And the dirty backroom jails that you've been in And the whispers of the people in the town You'd been here and they knew Yes, I remember all these things But mostly I remember loving you I look at my brown suitcase Think of all the places that I've been The railroad yards and the prison guards All the dumpy little towns along the stem And the whispering of the people As they watch every move that I go through I remember all these things Mostly I remember loving you Chorus: I remember loving you Back when the world was new And I think you loved me too I remember loving you Ah, the buckskin smell that I knew so well When you'd hold me in your arms all in the rain The night you came from a westbound freight You were passing through, and you said you couldn't stay Just an hour we shared, and you said you cared And you'd come again the next time you are through Yes, I remember all these things But mostly I remember loving you The buckskin smell so the people tell As we huddled in the boxcar from the rain The flashing lights that cut the night The railroad bulls that pulled us off the train When the norther' blows and the winter's cold And I'm huddled in the corner 'til I'm blue I remember all those things Mostly I remember loving you Chorus When the northern blows and I'm lying cold in my bed And I can't sleep for thoughts of you And you're out somewhere in a jungle camp or a boxcar Where you're freezing 'til you're blue Close by your side, everywhere you ride And you're with me in everything I do Yes, I remember all these things But mostly I remember loving you The winter streets where the frozen sleet Come soaking through the cardboard in my shoes Where the promised land might be a place Where a man could find free cigarettes and booze The alleyways full of ragged strays The doorway wine I tell my troubles to Yeah, I remember all those things Mostly I remember loving you Chorus Stewie, here's how I'd transcribe the second-last verse:
And I can't sleep for thoughts of you And you're out somewhere in a jungle camp or a boxcar Where you're freezing 'til you're blue I'm close by your side, everywhere you ride And you're with me in everything I do Yes, I remember all these things But mostly I remember loving you |
Subject: Lyr Add: SHE'LL NEVER BE MINE (Utah Phillips) From: Stewie Date: 24 Mar 03 - 01:45 AM SHE'LL NEVER BE MINE (Utah Phillips) My love is a river where the white waters pour I've hunted and trapped her through the Gates of Ladore She sings through a curtain of cold mountain rain Where I dug her bright silver in the high Coeur d'Alene Chorus: She'll never be mine She'll never be mine I've won all her treasures so simple and fine I guess she'll never be mine My love's a cantina where I drink with my friends; I've called her Dolores or sometimes Cheyenne; I followed her begging all over the West; My love is a headlight on the midnight express Chorus My love is Montana and the high Douglas fir, Many long summers I've labored for her. My love is the windrows of dry autumn corn That grew on the land where my children were born Chorus My love is the life that a boomer will lead, You bought her with lies and you chained her with greed My love is a dreamer, I'll follow the dream You say she's a beggar, I say she's a queen. Final chorus: Someday she'll be mine, Someday she'll be mine, I've won all her treasures so simple and fine, I know someday she'll be mine |
Subject: Lyr Add: CLEARING IN THE FOREST (Utah Phillips) From: Stewie Date: 24 Mar 03 - 01:43 AM CLEARING IN THE FOREST (Utah Phillips) Chorus: We need a clearing in the forest An island in the sea Space for loving A place for you and me Here come the critics now The news won't be good Come along and hurry now And do the things you should I can see you dancing by me Held up by secret strings Pulled by friends and lovers Waiting in the wings Chorus Aboard the Titanic now It all looks black or white If we don't panic now It'll be all right But the wireless is broken The sea is dark and rough We only have each other Don't you know that's not enough Chorus Down in the magic city now The ghost of Mammon sings You can play for plastic feelings We can play for plastic things The only difference is the playing Losing is the same There's truth in the saying That the doing is the game Chorus Chorus |
Subject: Lyr Add: GREEN ROLLING HILLS (Utah Phillips) From: Stewie Date: 24 Mar 03 - 01:41 AM GREEN ROLLING HILLS OF WEST VIRGINIA The green rolling hills of West Virginia Are the nearest place to heaven that I know Though the times are sad and drear And I cannot linger here They will keep me and never let me go My daddy said don't ever be a miner, A miner's grave is all you'll ever own. Never have a dime to spare, Hard times everywhere, Now these times they are the worst I've ever known. Repeat stanza 1 I'll move away into some crowded city, In a northern factory town you'll find me there; Though I leave my heart behind, I will never change my mind, For this troubled life is more than I can bear Repeat stanza 1 Posted By: kendall 24-Mar-03 - 07:17 AM Thread Name: Lyr Add: Utah Phillips songs Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Utah Phillips songs Thanks from a devoted U.U.P. fan. |
Subject: Lyr Add: I HAVE LED A GOOD LIFE (STUPID'S SONG) From: Stewie Date: 24 Mar 03 - 01:37 AM I HAVE LED A GOOD LIFE (STUPID'S SONG) (Utah Phillips) I have led a good life full of peace and quiet Now I shall have an old age full of rum and riot Yes, I have been a good lad, careful and artistic Now I shall have an old age coarse and anarchistic Once I paid my taxes and followed every rule Banker, boss, and bureaucrat thought me a willing tool I voted Democratic and paid the church its due Now all those swine will have to find some other chump to screw Of interest, banks and credit, insurance, tax and rent Of lawyers, agents, generals, and clerics I repent With this [mono digital expletive] for corporations and scorn for those elected I shall be an old bum, loved but unrespected |
Subject: Lyr Add: YUBA CITY (IF I HAD A LIST) (U Phillips) From: Stewie Date: 24 Mar 03 - 01:35 AM YUBA CITY (IF I HAD A LIST) (Utah Phillips) I came into to Yuba as soon as I read Of all of those twenty-five hoboes found dead I came in to find out if one of the slain Could have answered to my brother's name It might be your brother I just couldn't say We hire lots of floaters who work by the day Now I see his photo they might be the same But I never did ask him his name Chorus If I had a list and if I only knew I'd write down the names and I'd sing them to you And when I got done, I'd sing them again You'd all know each one had a name He had a room and ran out on the rent, Hired on a crew, I don't know where he went; If I knew his boss, I might make a claim, But I never did write down his name He stopped for a drink every now and again, Didn't look no different than hundreds of men You know these old bums, they all look the same, No reason to ask him his name Chorus He might have been Shorty, the feller I knew We bunked in the empties when the season was through. You know, I've been thinking, it sure is a shame I never did ask him his name We always abandon the old for the new, And second-hand people get thrown away too I know it won't help, but still, it explains Why no one remembers their names Chorus |
Subject: Lyr Add: PIG HOLLOW (Utah Phillips) From: Stewie Date: 24 Mar 03 - 01:33 AM PIG HOLLOW (Utah Phillips) Slow rolling freight from the South Ogden yard Easing along down the line The Pig Hollow jungle camp pulls into view You roll off and here's what you find The ruins and ashes lie scattered around The jungle is empty and bare The shanties and tents are all burned to the ground Not a fire or a friend anywhere A rich man he lives in a house made of stone High on a hill looking down A poor man he lives in a tarpaper shack Way out on the backside of town But a rich man don't worry about his fine house It's protected like you never saw While a poor man gets railroaded out by the cops And his house gets burned down by the law A poor man is fighting for all that he has He stands with his back to the wall A rich man he spends nearly half of his life Just chasing a little white ball But the rich man he says that Pig Hollow must go It's a place where the crooks rendezvous But don't you suppose if you burned down the bank You might flush a scoundrel or two? And don't you suppose if a bum with a torch Set fire to some big fancy hall The cops'd come down like a blood thirsty hound And flat nail his hide to the wall It seems like the laws are all made for the rich They've got you, boys, win, lose or draw Try as you may to keep out of their way You just get burned out by the law |
Subject: Lyr Add: WALKING THROUGH YOUR TOWN IN THE SNOW From: Stewie Date: 24 Mar 03 - 01:31 AM WALKING THROUGH YOUR TOWN IN THE SNOW (Utah Phillips) I'm walking through your town in the snow I'm walking through your town in the snow I've got no place to go – All the trains are running slow And I'm walking through your town in the snow It's getting late and all the bars are closed It's getting late and all the bars are closed I'm so cold I can't think – I could really use a drink And I'm walking through your town in the snow Don't all these little winter towns all look the same Don't all these little winter towns all look the same How the freezing winds they blow When the mission doors are closed Now I'm walking through your town in the snow I carry my home on my back I carry my home on my back But the police only frown Every time I lay it down And I'm walking through your town in the snow There's some fellows jungled up by the yard There's some fellows jungled up by the yard They're cooking up down there And I've nothing left to share And I'm walking through your town in the snow Maybe I can rustle up a job Maybe I can rustle up a job But there's nothing I can do My best working days are through And I'm walking through your town in the snow Don't ever think I'll find my way back home Don't ever think I'll find my way back home I can see my golden years Shining through these golden tears And I'm walking through your town in the snow I'm walking through your town in the snow I'm walking through your town in the snow I've got no place to go – All the trains are running slow And I'm walking through your town in the snow |
Subject: Lyr Add: ROCK ME TO SLEEP (Utah Phillips) From: Stewie Date: 24 Mar 03 - 01:21 AM ROCK ME TO SLEEP (Utah Phillips) It's a long way from Salt Lake to Denver Bumming the D&RG The moonlight catches the river below And lights up the rocks and the trees You follow the wide Colorado 'till it narrows down into a stream The train whistle blowing a slow lullaby And you're rolling along in a dream Rock me to sleep on your bosom Hold me close to your breast Don't leave me alone on these cold city streets But find me a track headed west I'm tired of your big operators I'm tired of your music machine I'm tired of playing for nickels and dimes And the times are always so lean It's a long way from no place to somewhere Bumming all the good years away Tonight I'm feeling so lonesome and cold Maybe I'll find it some day |
Subject: Lyr Add: EDDY'S SONG (Utah Phillips) From: Stewie Date: 24 Mar 03 - 01:20 AM EDDY'S SONG (Utah Phillips) Standing in your shadow, afraid to go outside I could listen to your music all night long But the world keeps on changing, there's still no place to hide I know that we can't change it with a song Chorus: One hand on the keyboard, moonlight fills the room One hand on the Ebro, no regrets One hand on tomorrow, reaching for the sun One hand on the sun that never sets The white cliffs of Gandessa lie sleeping in the rain I guess some places always have their kings Now I hear you singing the forgotten songs of Spain And I wish we could remember all those things Chorus I thought that I had trouble when I was on the loose That must have been a carnival instead And now I hear our children singing, 'What's the use?' And they drop a little something for their head Chorus |
Subject: Lyr Add: SCOTT'S CREEK BLUFF (Utah Phillips) From: Stewie Date: 24 Mar 03 - 01:18 AM SCOTT'S CREEK BLUFF (Utah Phillips) The north coastal highway, it rolls on forever Any jobs that need doing, any work you can use? No, thank you kindly, we don't need a hand-out We'll pay our own way, it's the life that we choose Chorus: Climb aboard, Janey, we better get rollin' The sheriff's outside and this time he ain't foolin' Hold on to the baby, in a few hours maybe We'll camp by the ocean with friends of our own When there's work in your county, we always feel welcome You treat us like neighbors, there's money to spend But when the work's over you close down the campground Your sheriff comes out and we're vagrants again Chorus And now in my mirror, the red lights are flashing Pull over, get down, a voice hard as stone The questions, and searches, the cold ugly laughter The fines that will take all the money we own Chorus Down on the beaches, the wide surf is pounding Behind us, the redwoods play catch with the stars Circled together our friends of the highway In campers and vans, old buses and cars Chorus Around the big fire, there's good food and music 'Til the warm evening fades with a slow fiddle tune In silence we linger, the bad times forgotten And baby's asleep 'neath our great silver moon Chorus |
Subject: Lyr Add: JESSE'S CORRIDO (Utah Phillips) From: Stewie Date: 24 Mar 03 - 01:16 AM JESSE'S CORRIDO (Utah Phillips) On the corners together you'll find us 'Neath the streetlights at midnight we're there Our spirits like smoke that blows through the night Restless but going nowhere Trouble is all we can give you But trouble is all we have known Our lives like water that runs through our hands Leaving us unloved and alone Our fathers, you say, were just like us; Our children will all be the same - Hair like black leather and skin brown as wood, Speaking some low Spanish name. Remember the mothers who gave us our lives, Like grass in the spring of their years? And left us behind with hearts light as wine, Their breasts undissolved in our tears. The things that I do are all very bad things; I do them and then don't know why. You hold up your children with blue or brown eyes And say they're much better than I. My friends, they too all despise me I do all the wrong they had planned And all that I have for the years of my life Is a cross that I've carved on my hand You put me in jail behind iron bars, You'll find me with blood on my hands And tomorrow I'll stand up in front of the guns And I'll give you the life you demand But tonight, as you sit at your table, With your wife and your child close by, Remember this corrido my young blood has made. And now, mi amigos, goodbye |
Subject: Lyr Add: DOG CANYON (Utah Phillips) From: Stewie Date: 24 Mar 03 - 01:15 AM DOG CANYON (Utah Phillips) Ten thousand shorthorns are moving in fast They drink lots of water, they eat lots of grass Your penny stockbrokers have made quite a change Now our old outfit's drove to the edge of the range Chorus: In Canyon del Perro there's grapes on the vine The water runs sweet as an old Spanish wine The high Tularosas they make a fine home For a man who don't mind being up there alone Young Perry Altman was burned out last night They shot George McDonald 'cause he wanted to fight The days of the longhorn are over I guess When your syndicate gunmen have run out the rest Chorus Way up in Dog Canyon old Frenchy holds out Half-blind and crippled but he never knows drought He has the good water, tell me what would you do If you had to protect it from Billy McNew Chorus He dreams of a village where the sun always shines And he dreams of the family when it comes to Christmas time Now he dreams in his doorway with a gun in his hand And Oliver Lee says, 'You crazy old man' Chorus Well Frenchy he fires but the shot it goes wide He falls to the floor with a hole in his side And the water runs down to the ranches below When the high Tularosas are covered with snow Chorus |
Subject: Lyr Add: Utah Phillips songs From: Stewie Date: 24 Mar 03 - 01:14 AM I have been gathering together lyrics of 20-odd Utah Phillips songs for a presentation at a festival in a couple of months' time. Since I have typed them up, I thought I might as well post those that are not already in the DT or the Forum. I made a fairly quick search of the DT and Forum; my apologies if any of these have been posted already. I will put each in a new message. --Stewie. |
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