Guess I should toss in my 2 cents. James Keelaghan wrote this one, but I prefer Richard Schindell’s version a little better. I like songs based on true stories, and this one is pretty powerful.
My name is Dodge, but then you know that
It’s written on the chart there at the foot end of the bed
They think I’m blind, I can’t read it
I’ve read it every word, and every word it says is death
So, Confession - is that the reason that you came
Get it off my chest before I check out of the game
Since you mention it, well there’s thirteen things I’ll name
Thirteen crosses high above the cold Missouri waters
August 'Forty-Nine, north Montana
The hottest day on record, the forest tinder dry
Lightning strikes in the mountains
I was crew chief at the jump base, I prepared the boys to fly
Pick the drop zone, C-47 comes in low
Feel the tap upon your leg that tells you go
See the circle of the fire down below
Fifteen of us dropped above the cold Missouri waters
Gauged the fire, I’d seen bigger
So I ordered them to sidehill and we’d fight it from below
We’d have our backs to the river
We’d have it licked by morning even if we took it slow
But the fire crowned, jumped the valley just ahead
There was no way down, headed for the ridge instead
Too big to fight it, we’d have to fight that slope instead
Flames one step behind above the cold Missouri waters
Sky had turned red, smoke was boiling
Two hundred yards to safety, death was fifty yards behind
I don’t know why I just thought it
I struck a match to waist high grass running out of time
Tried to tell them, Step into this fire I set
We can’t make it, this is the only chance you’ll get
But they cursed me, ran for the rocks above instead
I lay face down and prayed above the cold Missouri waters
And when I rose, like the phoenix
In that world reduced to ashes there were none but two survived
I stayed that night and one day after
Carried bodies to the river, wonder how I stayed alive
Thirteen stations of the cross to mark to their fall
I’ve had my say, I’ll confess to nothing more
I’ll join them now, because they left me long before
Thirteen crosses high above the cold Missouri waters
Thirteen crosses high above the cold Missouri shore
Ok Its not Bluegrass , But I took Boz Scaggs to his room to day at the resort and as i was leaving I left to this
Lido missed the boat that day he left the shack
But that was all he missed and he ain’t comin’ back
A tombstone bar in a jukejoint car, he made a stop
Just long enough to grab a handle off the top
Next stop Chi town, Lido put the money down and let it roll
He said one more job ought to get it
One last shot 'fore we quit it
One more for the road
{Refrain}
Lido, whoa-oh-oh-oh
He’s for the money, he’s for the show
Lido’s waitin’ for the go
Lido, whoa-oh-oh-oh
He said one more job ought to get it
One last shot 'fore we quit it
One more for the road
Lido be runnin’, havin’ great big fun, until he got the note
Sayin’ toe the line or blow, and that was all she wrote
He be makin’ like a beeline, headin’ for the borderline
Goin’ for broke
Sayin’ one more hit ought to do it
This joint ain’t nothin’ to it
One more for the road
“I don’t need no stinkin’ microphone.” What movie is that from anyway? The inspiration for Karaoke Bluegrass was to have a song or two so we could sing along with an occassional song in a tent jam. If it becomes an event, oh my - when? So maybe lets keep it simple for this year and see how the books go. I will make song books, large print and small.
As for non-bluegrass - whatever folks can play - I’m up for. I personally would like to see/hear/sing Elvis Presley’s “Do the Clam” but I really doubt that’s going to make it. I’ve Just Seen a Face by the Beatles has been done bluegrass style. I’ll find the lyrics for that one later.
okay - that could be brilliant. I can make a powerpoint - will that software work for you Tom? Are you going to do a slide show? Is Carissa, she sent me an email, I’ll ask her. Also, I’m still making the books or holographic tatoos.
How about Angeline the Baker, or is it Angelinea Baker? I’ve heard it done so many different ways. My favorite is crooked still…and they change the words all up. Anyone know how the original song goes???
Great songs are mentioned but … the songs we have lyrics to so far are:
In Tall Buildings, By John Hartford,
Hard-Headed Woman by Elvis
WAYFARING STRANGER (sung by Jerry Garcia, Emmy Lou, Crucial Country, …
It’s A Great Day To Be Alive, Darrell Scott
The River’s Gonna Run (Julie Miller) (As performed by Sam Bush / Emmy Lou Harris)
Angelina Baker, From Dwight Diller on Elzics Farewell
Boz Scaggs Lido
James Keelaghan or Richard Schindell’s “Dodge?” What is the name of the song?
If you find the lyrics to your song request, I’ll add it gladly. I’m wondering if live music will be played if we have the chords? I know they can be found somewhere. Any musicians’ out there care to comment to make this useful? :angel
Greetings everyone,
I have not been on the forum for a while due to work, etc. But saw that some of you wanted the lyrics to Packing for “Telluride: Ode to Town Park Camp” Here they are. a couple of words have changed (ABGAT is now Wander-in’). I will go one better, I will put the recording of it that Planet Bluegrass had on their website last year on My Space (it’s the really long version, I now have others but it takes a long time to pack for Telluride so a long song will while away some time). I will make it so you can down load it.
Go to MySpace.com and click on “Music” (not people) at the top, then type in James Buchanan and it will come up (the picture is one I took in Scotland a couple of years ago when I was visiting Dougie Maclean - isn’t it great that he will be there this year). Click on the little globe below the picture and it will take you there.
I will also put up a recording of “The Great Telluride Balloon Massacre” there.
EJ
Packing for Telluride:
Ode to Town Park Camp
by
James Buchanan
Rainy Friday, alarm clock screaming
6 am phone’s already ringing
On the line someone wants a piece of my life
Click the TV, the war is still on
Another day of too much killing
Watching this country drift down a mountain of lies
And it’s burning me out living at the speed of sound
Everyday feeling like another hard fought round
Too many days when I don’t know what to do
But its OK, I know I’m going to get through
Because I’m packing for Telluride
Where the sun’s going to shine on me
Or it may rain, hell, it may snow
God knows what the weather will be
And I’m packing for Telluride
Telluride Tom may have a tear in his eye
Doc looks thin as he floats on by
But a rum ball or two is going to make everything OK
Jerry’s got his dobro, Bela’s coming to
And Sammy’s going to leave us howling at the moon
And all of these blues are going to fly off into the night
I’ll be honest, I’ve got a problem or two
Family and jobs and always too much left to do
And I don’t understand where this country is heading to
But it’s OK I think I’m going to get through
Because I’m packing for Telluride
Where the music’s going to heal my soul
I’ll be up with the sun, ready for the tarp run
God, I want to lose control
And I’m packing for Telluride
Chorus
Telluride I know what I’ll do
If To Hell U Ride, I’m riding with you
I’m packing light, leaving all this weight behind
Telluride I am ready to fly
Yes, I am packing for Telluride
Fishbone’s picking ‘till the morning light
Flamingo’s mixing more Island delights
Down at the Bowl someone is singing a new song
Up at Town Hall the Hippie has oysters roastin’
There’s Gumbo cooking and Homebrew flowin’
And me, I’m just hoping I never have to go back home
At Wander-In’ Ron’s in his very best thong
Kenny’s there smiling just lost in the song
And Carolyn’s going to love us, no matter what we do
Michelle’s been looking for her truth in science
But Eric knows the truth is the love deep inside us
And Ellen’s going to be there, so I know the moon’s going to shine
Now the world’s full of troubles and the bad guys too often win
But the Town Park gatekeepers, they’re not letting them in
When it gets so bad I don’t feel much at all
It’s OK ‘cause I’m heading for FESTIVALLLLL
Yes, I’m packing for Telluride
I need to feel just a touch of grace
Walk around with a smile, feeling whole for a while
Take a break from this human race
God, I’m packing for Telluride
Chorus
And Telluride I know what I’ll do
If To Hell U Ride, I’m riding with you
I’m packing light, leaving all this weight behind
Telluride I am ready to fly
Tim is going to sing about peace and love
When the Boom Chicks are on, God looks down from above
With a smile on Her face thinking this is how it’s supposed to be
Camping in the mountains with a song in our hearts
Believing for while this is how a better world starts
If more love is the answer then Telluride’s almost there
And I’m packing for Telluride
Music hanging in the trees
These friends all around me
In this place that has found me
At this Festival that’s going to set me free
And I’m packing for Telluride
Chorus
And Telluride I know just what I’ll do
If To Hell U Ride, I’m riding with you
I’m packing light, leaving all this weight behind
Telluride I am ready to fly
Yes, I’m packing for Telluride
Thank God for Telluride