Lyr Req: Me and my Uncle

Subject: Lyr Req: Me and my Uncle
From: John MacKenzie
Date: 06 Aug 03 - 07:23 AM

I have Judy Collins singing this on an old vinyl, but can't find anything in the DT, is it in under a different title?
Giok

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Me and my Uncle
From: masato sakurai
Date: 06 Aug 03 - 07:34 AM

Posted at the following threads:

Lyr Req: Me and my uncle - by John Phillips

Lyr Req: Me and My Uncle

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Me and my Uncle
From: open mike
Date: 06 Aug 03 - 10:44 AM

kind of poses a different image when a female sings the part
"I took off my shirt" doesn't it?!

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Me and my Uncle
From: GUEST
Date: 06 Aug 03 - 11:09 AM

The Grateful Dead, America's delux electric folk group, did the song live for years. It is on their live record circa 1971. Fans call the album "Skeleton and Roses". Once you hear this version, I think you will find JC's silly.

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Me and my Uncle
From: melodeon king
Date: 06 Aug 03 - 12:44 PM

yes, the Dead version is good - but the top version is the Dino valente one.

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Me and my Uncle
From: John MacKenzie
Date: 06 Aug 03 - 04:23 PM

Many thanks Masato, you are as usual a mine of information, I don't know how you do it!
Giok

Subject: Lyr Add: The Mountain Rain (Archie Fisher)
From: Cluin
Date: 06 Aug 03 - 11:19 PM

That one always reminds me of another old one by Archie Fisher (who apparently is a big fan of Westerns) on his 1970 Orfeo album:


The Mountain Rain
by Archie Fisher

We came down from the mountain in the rain
And our buckskins dried on the warm and the windy plain
When our horses tired, we walked them on up the rise
With our hat brims pulled down low all across our eyes

And the dusty town lay before us, and the setting sun
Turned a bloody red on the barrels of my scattergun
And your Henry rifle hung behind your saddle bowl
And my hands were sweating funny and my blood ran cold

And we circled `round, put our backs to the sunset rays
And we moved through town in the shadows and the alley ways
And we hitched our horses `round behind the grocery store
Then you hit the street and I covered from the grocery door

And the cards were down, in the barroom poker game
But the playing stops when I hear you call the dealer's name
And your shadow fell like a carpet to the barroom door
And it crossed my mind that I never killed a man before

And the figure framed in the doorway made the call
And your rifle flamed and he crumpled up against the wall
Then you took it slow as you backed off down the street
And I saw you throw a dollar at the dead man's feet

And we rode out for the mountains and the plains
Not a word was spoke until we tasted the mountain rain
And a man lay dead in the town we left behind
And my Pappy said, "Son, I know you're not the killin' kind
But there comes a time when there's things that must be done
And it's a dyin' crime when a gambler slays my eldest son"
And an unarmed boy in a mountain grave is lain
And his tears ran down and they mingled with the mountain rain

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Me and my Uncle
From: Joe Offer
Date: 05 Sep 22 - 06:40 PM

Joe - do cleaNUP