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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Oldtime Songs, titles unclear From: Jim Dixon Date: 25 Dec 18 - 05:48 PM The song that Wysiwyg posted on 02 Jul 03 - 09:57 PM is called ON THE OWL-HOOT TRAIL Written by Hy Heath* Recorded by the Shelton Brothers, 1938. You can hear it on either YouTube or the Internet Archive. The latter also has an image of the record label. * As credited on the record label. However, BMI says ON THE OWL HOOT TRAIL was written by Hy Heath, Johnny Lange and Lew Porter. |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Oldtime Songs, titles unclear From: Jim Dixon Date: 25 Dec 18 - 04:32 PM Here’s a description of the song that Wysiwyg posted at 02 Jul 03 - 10:18 PM: (You can hear it at YouTube and see an image of the record label.) PEACH TREE STREET BOOGIE Neely/King/Rickie* As recorded by the Delmore Brothers on King 718-A, 1948. *This information was from the record label. However, BMI says a song by that name was written by Charles Ancliffe and Hank Penny. |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Oldtime Songs, titles unclear From: Jim Dixon Date: 22 Aug 04 - 02:00 PM Mwestin: ALONG THE NAVAJO TRAIL has been posted here at least twice: here and (with chords) here. You could have found it if you'd used the spelling "Navajo" or "every day"! |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: the navaho trail From: GUEST,mwestin Date: 20 Aug 04 - 01:33 PM im looking for the words to the song navaho trail. begins like....everyday along about evening ....if u can help please email to pcc130@yahoo.com. thanks 2 |
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Subject: ADD: RIDE DOWN THE OWL HOOT TRAIL From: wysiwyg Date: 03 Jul 03 - 12:40 PM GONNA SADDLE MY BRONC AND RIDE DOWN THE OWL HOOT TRAIL Women's version, additional verse and adapted from the original by Susan O. Hinton 1. In the Gold Nugget Bar I took my stand With a man on my left and a gun in my hand. On the Owl Hoot Trail (ooh hoo), On the Owl Hoot Trail (ooh hoo), Gonna saddle my bronc and ride down the Owl Hoot Trail. 2. Then I robbed a bank and I'm wanted now, So I'm out on the lam, and I know just how, On the Owl Hoot Trail (ooh hoo), On the Owl Hoot Trail (ooh hoo), Gonna saddle my bronc and ride down the Owl Hoot Trail. 3. Got a man in the mountains and another one in town, If they ever get together I'm Alabammy bound! On the Owl Hoot Trail (ooh hoo), On the Owl Hoot Trail (ooh hoo), Gonna saddle my bronc and ride down the Owl Hoot Trail. 4. I can tell by the sun when it's half past two, But I never can tell 'bout a man like you. On the Owl Hoot Trail (ooh hoo), On the Owl Hoot Trail (ooh hoo), Gonna saddle my bronc and ride down the Owl Hoot Trail. 5. Oh a black-headed man, dance you round and round But a red-headed man just wear you down. On the Owl Hoot Trail (ooh hoo), On the Owl Hoot Trail (ooh hoo), Gonna saddle my bronc and ride down the Owl Hoot Trail. 6. Oh I went to the river, to drown my sins, I thought about my mama and I couldn't jump in. On the Owl Hoot Trail (ooh hoo), On the Owl Hoot Trail (ooh hoo), Gonna saddle my bronc and ride down the Owl Hoot Trail. 7. I had my fortune told at the gypsy-man's place, Well he read my mind so I slapped his face. On the Owl Hoot Trail (ooh hoo), On the Owl Hoot Trail (ooh hoo), Gonna saddle my bronc and ride down the Owl Hoot Trail. 8. If I get locked up in the jailhouse again, I'll just run away with the jailer man! On the Owl Hoot Trail (ooh hoo), On the Owl Hoot Trail (ooh hoo), Gonna saddle my bronc and ride down the Owl Hoot Trail. SH |
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Subject: Lyr Add: PAN AMERICAN MAN (Cliff Carlisle) From: wysiwyg Date: 03 Jul 03 - 11:59 AM I'm assuming the recording I transcribed is the Cliff Carlisle song noted above. Note that the yodels are not the same in each verse-- he's not singing from a sheet, he's SINGING it as it comes. 'Course, he's a perfessional. :~) ~Susan ============================================================= PAN AMERICAN MAN Cold on a dreary afternoon, I've just left the jail, Waitin' for the evening train, the Pan American Mail. Hear the engine moan and groan, rambling through the land. I'll swing aboard that cannonball; I'm the Pan American man. Ah, d'lee d'lo d'lay-hee-ay, d'lay-hee-o, d'lay-hee! Here she comes right down the line; see the old smokestack. Hear the popping of the rails; boy, she's ballin' that jack. The rails are slick and the engineer done used up all of his sand, But I'll ride till she leaves the rail; I'm the Pan American man. Ah, d'lee d'lo d'lay-hee-ay, d'lee'd'lay-hee-o, d'lay-hee! I may miss my footing, boys, when she passes by. If I do, then I'll meet you way up in the sky. I will do my best, though, boys, to swing her if I can. I have never failed to ride; I'm the Pan American man. Ah, d'lee d'lo d'lay-hee-ay, d'lay-hee-o, d'lay-hee! Through the land she's rambling while the fireman slings the coal, It will make you dizzy, boys, to watch them drivers roll. I'm a-leaving you now, boys, [but] I'm coming back again. The same old train will bring me back, for I'm the Pan American man. Ah, d'lee d'lo d'lay-hee, d'lay-hee, ay-ee-hee, d'lay-hee-o, d'lay-hee, hee! SH |
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Subject: Add: Georgia Peaches... how to do the Boogie Woogi From: wysiwyg Date: 02 Jul 03 - 10:18 PM TITLE UNKNOWN Artist & author unknown, transcribed from recording. Instrumental intro Now the Boogie Woogie started down on Peachtree Street; The way they do the Boogie, Lord, it can't be beat! They do the Boogie Woogie till the break of day; They Boogie Woogie all their cares away. Chorus: Oh them Georgia peaches can teach you how to do the Boogie, the Boogie Woogie. Oh them Georgia peaches can teach you how to do the Boogie. Instrumental break If you want to know how to join in the fun, Grab yourself a Georgia Peach and come on the run! You don't have to know how to sing or dance, All you have to do is take one little chance. Chorus Long instrumental breaks Everybody there wears a great big smile; Pull off your coat and stay a little while! You take two steps forward, and three steps back, You shake your hips, and then you ball the jack. Chorus and prompt ending SH |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Oldtime Songs, titles unclear From: wysiwyg Date: 02 Jul 03 - 09:57 PM GONNA SADDLE MY BRONC AND RIDE DOWN THE OWL HOOT TRAIL (unsure of title, author unknown; transcribed from recording) When the roundup's over and the sun goes down, Gonna saddle my bronc and hustle into town On the Owl Hoot Trail (ooh hoo), On the Owl Hoot Trail (ooh hoo), Gonna saddle my bronc and ride down the Owl Hoot Trail. In the Gold Nugget Bar I'll take my stand With a gal in my left and a bottle in my hand. On the Owl Hoot Trail (ooh hoo), On the Owl Hoot Trail (ooh hoo), Gonna saddle my bronc and ride down the Owl Hoot Trail. Got a gal in Texas by the name of Lill, She can make a freight pull a ten-mile hill On the Owl Hoot Trail (ooh hoo), On the Owl Hoot Trail (ooh hoo), Gonna saddle my bronc and ride down the Owl Hoot Trail. (instrumental break) Got a gal in the mountains and another one in town, If they ever get together I'm Alabammy bound! On the Owl Hoot Trail (ooh hoo), On the Owl Hoot Trail (ooh hoo), Gonna saddle my bronc and ride down the Owl Hoot Trail. I can tell by the sun when it's half past two, But I never can tell what a woman's gonna do On the Owl Hoot Trail (ooh hoo), On the Owl Hoot Trail (ooh hoo), Gonna saddle my bronc and ride down the Owl Hoot Trail. Oh a black-headed gal takes you round and round But a red-headed woman just wears you down On the Owl Hoot Trail (ooh hoo), On the Owl Hoot Trail (ooh hoo), Gonna saddle my bronc and ride down the Owl Hoot Trail. (instrumental break) Oh I went to the river, to drown my sins, I thought about my mama and I couldn't jump in On the Owl Hoot Trail (ooh hoo), On the Owl Hoot Trail (ooh hoo), Gonna saddle my bronc and ride down the Owl Hoot Trail. I had my fortune told at the gypsy's place, She read my mind and she slapped my face. On the Owl Hoot Trail (ooh hoo), On the Owl Hoot Trail (ooh hoo), Gonna saddle my bronc and ride down the Owl Hoot Trail. Got locked up in the jailhouse can, And my gal ran away with the jailer man On the Owl Hoot Trail (ooh hoo), On the Owl Hoot Trail (ooh hoo), Gonna saddle my bronc and ride down the Owl Hoot Trail. (instrumental break to end) SH |
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Subject: ADD: RAZORS IN THE AIR new version From: wysiwyg Date: 02 Jul 03 - 09:45 PM Here's how we're going to do it. The verses above that don't dcna right, I concluded, must be parts of verses, needing the ("yes my love I'll meet you" and "meet you by and by" parts. RAZORS IN THE AIR Eric Schwandt version edited and rewritten by Susan O. Hinton REFRAIN: Get away from that window, my love and my dove. Get away from that window, now, I say! You must come some other night for there's bound to be a fight, And the razors are flyin' in the air. Come, my love, and go with me. Ah, my love, I greet thee. Shoe your foot in Tennessee. Meet you by and by. Someone's slipping down the hall. Hush, my love, be quiet. Don't you make no noise at all. Meet you by and by. Chorus Pack a poke and bum with me. Come, my love, and meet me. Corn is cheap in Tennessee. Meet you by and by. Out that window, sweet and soft. Honey, never leave me. Hurry, now, and we'll be off. Meet you by and by. Chorus See the moon a-shinin' down. Nightingale sing sweetly. Seems the boys are out of town. Meet you by and by. Ain't this here a quiet town? Just my love to greet me. Took the mad-dogs to the pound. Meet you by and by. Chorus Sookie by the kitchen gate. Best you hide discreetly. Tiptoe by, and let her wait. Meet you by and by. She don't know 'bout you and me. Fool that girl completely. Thought she get a ring on me. Meet you by and by. Chorus Wagon comin' down the road. Horses step mos' neatly. Turnin' with a heavy load. Meet you by and by. Hear that blind man blow his horn. Goin' to be a riot. All those boys are full of corn. Meet you by and by. Chorus Bridge: Get away, get away, get away from my window now I say! You must come tomorrow night, for there's bound to be a fight, And the razors are flyin' in the air. Hear them boys all hollerin' now. Know they love to beat me. Ain't there goin' to be a row! Meet you by and by. Chorus and Bridge SH |
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Subject: Verse add: Razors in the Air From: wysiwyg Date: 02 Jul 03 - 09:34 PM Here's a verse on RAZORS from the recording I have. It's the only verse-- the rest, it turns out, is all chorus, bridge, and jaw's harp/reedy harmonica instrumental! Catfish swimming down the stream, yes my love I'll meet you. Turtle ask him what he means, I'll meet you by and by. Turtle grabbed him by the snout, yes my love I'll meet you. Turned that catfish inside out, I'll meet you by and by. ~Susan |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Oldtime Songs, titles unclear From: GUEST,Q Date: 02 Jul 03 - 05:00 PM Oh well- poetry-archive.com |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Oldtime Songs, titles unclear From: GUEST Date: 02 Jul 03 - 04:58 PM Can't read today- Chorus |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Oldtime Songs, titles unclear From: GUEST Date: 02 Jul 03 - 04:50 PM Sing what you hear - its called the "folk process". |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Oldtime Songs, titles unclear From: GUEST,Q Date: 02 Jul 03 - 04:42 PM Let us hasten-- Let us fly-- Where the lovely meadows lie; Where the living waters flow; Where the roses bloom and blow. From Aristophanes, "Chorus of the Initiated," a different song about living waters. Chorus Frere's translation is lovely. See "Where the Living Waters Flow" here- (use the magnifer). Not a good poem- Marthinussen There are many poems and songs with the living waters theme. Needs a thread by itself. "Lay My Head Beneath the Rose" by the Carter Family (probably traditional). |
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Subject: ADD: Land Where Living Waters Flow From: wysiwyg Date: 02 Jul 03 - 03:34 PM Never heard it, so no opinion, but it's great that you mentioned it here since SCHWANDT will come up on a search. How about posting the lyrics just to make a complete entry? Here's one I am working on, from a site no longer on the Net, or at least the UERL I had is no good and I can't find it. It was called the Roots Music Listening Room, and it included sound files for some great old stuff I have never heard anywhere else. The version I have from there is by The Payne Family, done very sweet, sprightly, with clear, weaving harmony. A sound clip for a faster, more vocal-quartet style version is HERE. I corrected one line of the text, and the text below conforms to both sound files I have. ~S~ ========================================================== LAND WHERE LIVING WATERS FLOW Scripture Reference: For the Lamb at the center of the throne will be their shepherd; He will lead them to springs of living water. And God will wipe away every tear from their eyes. Revelation 7:17 (That was included with the lyric file I found HERE.) Some glad day my soul will fly way up high in the sky Far above this land of grief and woe. With my Lord I'll fly away on that day, happy day, To that land where living waters flow! REFRAIN: Oh that land where living waters flow My soul is longing to be there. And some glad day I know I'll go To live forever in the air. 'Tis a lovely land, wonderland, where the angels sing Round the throne, shining throne, praising heaven's King And some glad day I know I'll go To that land where living waters flow! Far above this vale of tears, doubt & fears, home appears: Home where I have longed so much to go. Soon on wings of love I'll rise to the prize in the skies, To that land where living waters flow! SH |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Oldtime Songs, titles unclear From: fsharpdim7 Date: 02 Jul 03 - 03:20 PM One of the songs on the Schwandt site is When the War Breaks Out in Mexico. That song is on (IMHO) one of the worst, but most interesting folk records ever made - the Songs of the Whiskey Hill Singers (or something like that) - with Dave Guard, Judy Henske, and two others (who I hope I have not offended too badly here). BTW, the worst record ever made may have been the one by Judy and Zal. What were they thinking or taking?? Chris (former Henske fan) |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Oldtime Songs, titles unclear From: wysiwyg Date: 02 Jul 03 - 12:07 AM refresh |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Oldtime Songs, titles unclear From: wysiwyg Date: 01 Jul 03 - 12:11 AM Wonderful where searches can lead. I always try to post results, because nowhere else but Mudcat can you find the different strands of information woven together--- and if we just take the lyrics and run, we don't build that body of resources. Just today I found a wonderful etymology site that ALSO has great stuff on a number of other topics. ~S~ |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Oldtime Songs, titles unclear From: GUEST,Q Date: 30 Jun 03 - 11:09 PM Thanks for the Schwandt website! "Riu, Riu, Chiu" is one of my favorite carols and here it turns up (in the form of Guardo El Lobo). |
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Subject: Lyr Add: RAZORS IN THE AIR From: wysiwyg Date: 30 Jun 03 - 08:33 PM HERE is some info about Schwandt. Guess he preserved the song. HERE are the liner notes from the Kingston Trio's version on "Goin' Places." RAZORS IN THE AIR-- An entire valuable body of native American music has all but died out as a result of the stress of 20th Century life: the minstrel song. This number deserves its rescue. And more verses in the version posted there, tho they scan funny against the tune I heard: RAZORS IN THE AIR Come, my love, and go with me. Ah, my love, I greet thee. Take you down to Tennessee. Meet you by and by. Don't you hear them hollerin' now. Ah, my love, I need thee. Ain't there goin' to be a row! Meet you by and by. Chorus: Get away from that window, my love and my dove. Get away from that window, don't ya hear? Come some other night for there's gonna be a fight. There'll be razors flyin' through the air. Pack a poke and come with me. Ah, my love, don't grieve me. Shoe your foot in Tennessee. Meet you by and by. Out that window, sweet and soft. Ah, my, believe me. Hurry love and we'll be off. Meet you by and by. Sookie by the kitchen gate. Tiptoe by and let her wait. She don't know 'bout you and me. Corn is cheap in Tennessee. Chorus Someone's slipping down the hall. Hush, my love, be quiet. Don't you make no noise at all. Meet you by and by. Hear that blind man blow his horn. Goin' to be a riot. All those boys are full of corn. Meet you by and by. Chorus Wagon comin' down the road, turnin' with the heavy load, See the moon a-shinnin' down. All the boys are out of town. Isn't this a quiet town? Took the mad-dogs to the pound. Bless the day that you were born. I was affraid that you'd be gorn. Chorus ~SH |
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Subject: Lyr Add: RAZORS IN THE AIR From: wysiwyg Date: 30 Jun 03 - 08:20 PM Plumb forgot my manners! (Note to self: POST LYRICS!) Now that I think of it, these verses, tho I don't recall them, would be right for the rhythm of the verses I have forgotten about.... and the part I posted above is a bridge I think. In my version, the verse goes to the fella, the chorus to the girl... Here's the Trio version: RAZORS IN THE AIR Eric Schwandt Come, my love, and go with me. Ah, my love, I greet thee. Take you down to Tennessee. Meet you by and by. Don't you hear them hollerin' now. Ah, my love, I need thee. Ain't there goin' to be a row! Meet you by and by. Chorus: Get away from that window, my love and my dove. Get away from that window, don't ya hear? Come some other night for there's gonna be a fight. There'll be razors flyin' through the air. Pack a poke and come with me. Ah, my love, don't grieve me. Shoe your foot in Tennessee. Meet you by and by. Out that window, sweet and soft. Ah, my, believe me. Hurry love and we'll be off. Meet you by and by. (Chorus) Someone's slipping down the hall. Hush, my love, be quiet. Don't you make no noise at all. Meet you by and by. Hear that blind man blow his horn. Goin' to be a riot. All them boys are full of corn. Meet you by and by. (Chorus) The bridge would be that part I posted above. ~S~ |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Oldtime Songs, titles unclear From: wysiwyg Date: 30 Jun 03 - 08:10 PM Hm, over here is the Trio version--none of those verses are on my tape. I wonder how theirs sounds? ~S~ |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Oldtime Songs, titles unclear From: wysiwyg Date: 30 Jun 03 - 08:07 PM Thanks! Yeah, the verse goes kinda like that, and the part I had above is the chorus. It ain't them on my tape, I wonder who it is? It's fun getting mystery songs! ~Susan |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Oldtime Songs, titles unclear From: Giac Date: 30 Jun 03 - 07:55 PM The Kingston Trio recorded one called Razors Flyin' Through The Air. Can't remember which album it's on. Get away from that window, my love and my dove. Get away from that window, don't you hear (Oh my yes) Come some other night, for there's going to be a fight. There'll be razors flyin' through the air. |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Oldtime Songs, titles unclear From: wysiwyg Date: 30 Jun 03 - 07:14 PM Another great one on this tape: Get away, get away, get away from my window now I say! You must come tomorrow night, for there's bound to be a fight, For the razors are flying through the air. That's it, reallly, I swear! It sort of sounds like a piece from a play or minstrel show, to go with whatever action is happening. ~S~ |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Oldtime Songs, titles unclear From: wysiwyg Date: 29 Jun 03 - 10:58 PM No, afraid not. Thanks, though! ~S~ |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Oldtime Songs, titles unclear From: GUEST,Big Jim from Jackson Date: 29 Jun 03 - 09:43 PM Are you sure the song isn't called "Along the Navaho Trail"? Bing Crosby and the Andrews Sisters did a version of it. It was done by others, too. It made the charts back in the '40's. I can come up with the verses, but you can do a search and find the song on line being sung by the above. Part of the lyrics are: Every night along about evening When the sunlight is beginning to fail I like to saddle up my pinto poney And ride along the Navaho trail If that resembles what you are looking for, let me know and I will come up with the rest. |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Oldtime Songs, titles unclear From: GUEST,Q Date: 29 Jun 03 - 06:40 PM Don't know how it started, but riding the Owl Hoot Trail is a synonym for living the life of an outlaw. Be interesting to know how old the expression is. |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Oldtime Songs, titles unclear From: wysiwyg Date: 29 Jun 03 - 06:27 PM One more! (I'm hooked!) Detail on one of the above: Chrisman, Harry E., Illustrated by: Photos & Maps FIFTY YEARS ON THE OWL HOOT TRAIL : Jim Herron the First Sheriff of No Man's Land, Oklahoma Territory Publisher: Sage Books Chicago, IL 1969. xxiii, 355 pp, brown cloth boards w/gilt lettering, dj wht w/black-wht lettering, illustrated front of cattle & photo of author on the back, map eps. dj slight soiling. This is Jim Herron's story, who as a fourteen-year-old Texas boy in 1880, joined a cattle drive north & settled in Oklahoma Panhandle. He grew up here & was elected sheriff, later he was charged with cattle theft, to avoid imprisonment, he escaped & hit the "Owl Hoot Trail". He ran from the law & kept running for fifty years. ~S~ |
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Subject: Lyr Add: THE BANKER (Brian Brannon) From: wysiwyg Date: 29 Jun 03 - 06:20 PM And bury is burr-ee? :~) Instead of bare-ee? Googling after "Owl Hoot Trail" (since I hadn't before), I get this book: The Owl Hoot Trail by Bennett Foster , part of the author's Gunsmoke Westerns series. Cover is all cowboy. Then there's Oakie's Heart To Heart (January, 2001), which mentions a reader's comment: No Mans Land.... "I have a book checked out 'Fifty years on the owl hoot trail' about the life of Jim Herron, the first sheriff of that area. (What area?) Also: Lost Trails of the Cimarron, by Harry E. Chrisman... "Harry Chrisman was a newspaper reporter from Liberal, Kansas, and the author of Fifty Years on the Owl Hoot Trail, Ladder of Rivers, Tales of the Western Heartland, and 1,001 Most Asked Questions about the American West. Jim Hoy is Professor of English at Emporia State University, Kansas, and co-author of Plains Folk: A Commonplace of the Great Plains and Plains Folk II: The Romance of the Landscape, both published by the University of Oklahoma Press." Back to music... ROCK 'N' ROLL VOL. 2 ROOTS OF ROCK N' ROLL 1938-1946 seems to have an early rock song by this title, which maybe is what I have on the tape... Google indicates this LP contains this song "SHELTON BROTHERS: ON THE OWL HOOT TRAIL." American Western Magazine has an interview where the subject refers to the OHT: Although he had little schooling, Dad wrote beautiful poetry as well as a short story titled, "The Owl Hoot Trail." Another Book, Owl Hoot Trail by Sowers, R. G., III, with keywords "CIVIL WAR FICTION HISTORICAL OWL HOOT TRAIL," is mentioned HERE. Finally (I'm being called to go to a chore by Hardi), at the Poetry Corral, in the section called "What Really Bugs A Cowboy," there was a tantalizing poem that is NOT the song I am looking for, but it's so cool! (Other good stuff there too!) SO here is THAT:
THE BANKER
A banker ain't no Jesse James,
He never wears a mask by day,
He'll never earn the friendship of
For he's a different kind of yegg.
He's kinda like that foreign dog--
So widders, keep your mortgage up.
There's gotta be some special hell Anyone have anything more on the Owl Hoot Trail, the song, or the idea? ~Susan |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Oldtime Songs, titles unclear From: Mark Cohen Date: 29 Jun 03 - 05:48 PM Gee, Susan, in the southeastern (civilized) part of Pennsylvania where I come from, "owl" is always pronounced "Al"! On the other hand, "marry", "merry", and "Mary" have distinctly different pronunciations. Go figure. Aloha, Mark |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Oldtime Songs, titles unclear From: wysiwyg Date: 29 Jun 03 - 05:31 PM ... and it IS the Owl Hoot Trail, not that I have heard it again. When you try to sing "owl hoot" you can't wrap yourself around it and get it just right, at the speed of this song-- so it becomes slurred to "Al Hoot." I'll try to transcribe a few of these this week. ~Susan |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Oldtime Songs, titles unclear From: Giac Date: 13 Jun 03 - 04:40 PM I LOVE the way Karnes practically abuses his guitar on that number. Guess he was using Black Diamond strings, but, man, he still must have run through a few, popping them like that! |
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Subject: Lyr Add: CALLED TO THE FOREIGN FIELD (A Karnes) From: wysiwyg Date: 13 Jun 03 - 12:25 PM CALLED TO THE FOREIGN FIELD As sung by Alfred Karnes on Yazoo 2013, The Music of Kentucky. In the foreign heathen country where the people know not God, I am going there to preach his precious word. Where they bow to worship idols, I am going there to stay, Where I'll labor in the vineyard of the Lord. CHORUS: I'll soon be with my loved ones in my happy heavenly home. Even now the thought my soul with rapture thrills. So goodbye, my friends and brethren, for the time has come to go. I must leave you on the dear old battlefield. I am called to bear a message to the heathen far away, And for years over there a stranger I may roam, Just to tell them of a Savior, one who died to save them all. That's the reason why I leave my native home. CHORUS Many days I'll climb the hillside in sunshine and the rain. Many days I'll be in hunger and in thirst, Just to tell them that our Lord is coming back to earth again With his gifts and blessings all as at the first. CHORUS I will stand the trials and hardships just to tell them precious truths That the gospel of our Savior doth contain, And if they will but obey them and be faithful til our end, Up in heaven we will meet you all again. CHORUS We'll not all be foreign laborers but the time will soon arrive When our mission we have faithfully fulfilled, When our message is delivered, and 'tis said of us, "Well done." In triumph we'll leave the dear old battlefield. CHORUS |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Oldtime Songs, titles unclear From: Geoff the Duck Date: 13 Jun 03 - 12:24 PM Is that you listening??? |
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Subject: ADD: From: wysiwyg Date: 13 Jun 03 - 12:23 PM |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Oldtime Songs, titles unclear From: wysiwyg Date: 12 Jun 03 - 06:41 PM Karnes it is, and I wish I had all his stuff. Heck, I wish he were here now. Owl hoot, I dunno, I'll listen again. ~S~ |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Oldtime Songs, titles unclear From: GUEST,Les B. Date: 12 Jun 03 - 10:53 AM "Gonna saddle my bronc and ride down the Alahoot (Alamoot??????) trail" - I suspect this might be "owl hoot" trail, sort of any generic wilderness journey ? |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Oldtime Songs, titles unclear From: GUEST,Dale Date: 12 Jun 03 - 04:44 AM Same song, different CD. Thanks, GtD. |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Oldtime Songs, titles unclear From: GUEST Date: 12 Jun 03 - 04:41 AM "... to all my friends in prison ... soon I'll reach my heavenly home... leave you on the dear old battlefield (????)" It's about someone leaving to go be a missionary. That one is easy ~~ Called To The Foreign Field ~~ Alfred G. Karnes, 1927 ~~ available on Kentucky Gospel, Document 8013. EVERYTHING on this recording is worthwhile. All eight songs ever recorded by AGK, The complete Ernest Phipps, 12 in all, and two by McVay and Johnson. |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Oldtime Songs, titles unclear From: Geoff the Duck Date: 12 Jun 03 - 04:30 AM Susan - is this one any use That Dear Old Battlefield Alfred Karnes. Yazoo 2013, The Music of Kentucky. Quack! Geoff the Duck. |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Oldtime Songs, titles unclear From: Sorcha Date: 12 Jun 03 - 03:15 AM #1 might be Alamo.........but I don't know any of them. Sorry. |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Oldtime Songs, titles unclear From: wysiwyg Date: 12 Jun 03 - 01:31 AM ... also not the Pan American at Cowpie. ~S~ |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Oldtime Songs, titles unclear From: wysiwyg Date: 12 Jun 03 - 01:15 AM FROM NPR: PAN AMERICAN - THE SONG The Pan American Train went from New Orleans to Cincinati through Nashville and inspired all kinds of music. The following is a partial list of songs inspired by The Pan American Express. This song list comes to us From Chris Strachwitz of Arhoolie Records. Arhoolie Records is celebrating their 40th Anniversary this year. Chris has been a huge source in collaboration, inspiration and information to Lost & Found Sound throughout the series Pan American Blues - Deford Bailey Panama Blues - The State Street Stomper Panama Limited Blues - Esther Bigeou Panama Limited Blues - Ada Brown Panama Limited Blues - Bertha Chippie Hill Panama Limited Blues - Georgia White Panama Limited - Washington "Bukka" White Panama Special - Roosevelt Scott Panama To Chi - I.C. Glee Club Pan American Man - Cliff Carlisle Arhoolie # 7039 Cd Folk Lyric Label - Blues Yodler & Steel Guitar Wizard Pan American Boogie - Delmore Bros. The Pan American - Hank Williams Pan American Boogie - Wayne Rainey ~S~ |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Oldtime Songs, titles unclear From: wysiwyg Date: 12 Jun 03 - 01:08 AM The "Pan American" by Hank Williams (sound clip at Amazon) is, alas, NOT it, altho it does seem to be the same train. ~S~ |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Oldtime Songs, titles unclear From: wysiwyg Date: 12 Jun 03 - 12:53 AM In the missionary song: "even now the thought with rapture thrills my soul" No luck a-googlin' ~S~ |
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Subject: Lyr Req: Oldtime Songs, titles unclear From: wysiwyg Date: 12 Jun 03 - 12:42 AM I have a recording passed along by friend of a friend of a friend, with zero liner notes.... great stuff on it-- and I'd like to learn several of the songs. They don't seem to be anywhere here.... Here are some phrases from two of them: "Gonna saddle my bronc and ride down the Alahoot (Alamoot??????) trail" Kind of a swingy cowboy thing. "I'm a Pan American Man" Train song, leaving prison to ride the rails on the Pan American, and there is a cannonball in it. "... to all my friends in prison ... soon I'll reach my heavenly home... leave you on the dear old battlefield (????)" It's about someone leaving to go be a missionary. ~Susan |
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