Vol. 2, No. 3
MP3 files of the following songs are at http://www.mp3.com/fenario:
Andrew Calhoun, "Tom Brown" lyrics
/ bio
Claire Bard, "You Got Love" lyrics / bio
Raglan Road, "Ghost in my Home" lyrics / bio
Teddy Goldstein, "Love, Love, Love" lyrics /
bio
With this issue, Fenario has now published 24 songs, or two sets of 12 songs each. In addition to all the songs being available for free listening and downloading in Real Audio and MP3 formats, each 12-song collection is available as a CDR, which can be purchased online from Fenario's page at mp3.com/fenario.
Tom Brown left his family
Took steps from his front door
And people said, "well, maybe he's dead,
Or drinking, like before."
It was a little bit less than a choice
A little bit more than a whim
When Tom Brown left his family
Tom sits in his kitchen
He'll look you in the eye
With a lone tooth on the bottom
He's sixteen long years dry
He strums a big old steel-string,
His soul's in every word
He'll play your favorite country song
And some you never heard
Judgment ran like water
Through a tired old mill town
"To leave a wife with the two young boys,
That's a low-life, going down..."
But every night on Second Street
One candleflame would burn
For a family still in quiet time
To pray for Tom's return
Way out in Kansas City
A hobo worked the street
In a cloud of kids, singin' old time songs
A glory to repeat
He played "The Old Lady That Swallowed a Spider,"
He sang 'em Hank Williams, Hank Snow and Merle Haggard
Just stayin' alive for the year and the quarter
That Tom Brown left his family
If there's a God to hear a prayer
Or need an old-time song
One light might cross a nation
To find a soul gone wrong
When the call came from Missouri
Way long past overdue
Tom said, "I miss my family."
Said his wife, "We miss you, too."
Folks wonder what kind of a man
Would leave his kids to roam
And question what kind of a woman
Lets that kind of a man come home
Well now, how many children
Of this ungodly race
Will ever see, hear of or touch
The experience of grace
It was a little bit less than a choice
A little bit more than a whim
When Tom Brown left his family
© 2000 Andrew Calhoun all rights reserved.
(BMI)
Hey you -
Having conversations in your head
With people who aren't even there
Wish you'd ask me instead
You worry
About every little thing
Never stopping to breathe the air
Jump every time the phone rings
Crossword puzzles in the dark
It would all make sense if I could just get one across
You got love, yeah you got love
You got reason to be glad
You got love - yeah
Hey you -
On a long sunny drive
In the middle of the week
Looking just beyond your headlights
Dizzy,
Thoughts circle then they go
You chase them as they fly
A little further up the road
Crossword puzzles in the dark
It would all make sense if I could just get this one down
You got love, yeah you got love....
You got love, yeah you got love....
You got love, yeah you got love....
a room full of hours, a bed full of flowers
that's nothing to sneeze at
When you been too long at sea
Find your feet stumbling on solid ground
Hey you -
Some things you can't predict
The sweet berry on your tongue
is not the one you would have picked
crossword puzzles in the dark
it would all make sense if I could just get one across
you got love, yeah you got love....
you got reason to be glad
you got love, yeah
words & music © 2000 Claire Bard (BMI)
credits:
Ghost In My Home
words & music © 2000 Dominic Cromie (ASCAP/BMI)
credits: Performed by Raglan Road
Love, Love, Love
Words and Music by Teddy Goldstein
As she stood there and said good-bye
I thought I was gonna cry
Instead I shocked us both and threw-up.
It was not a pretty sight
Cause she was all dressed in white
But who had thought that I would throw-up.
CH:
It was Love, Love, Love
That broke our hearts
It was Love, Love, Love
That drove us nuts
It was Love, Love, Love
That kept us up - .All night.
She had meant the world to me
She was smart and funny and could sing
Not as if that should mean a thing
She also had a super ass
And I loved her family..Especially the Dad
You know I couldn't wait to call him - Dad.
CH:
Well everyone we loved was there
Sitting in pews and folding chairs
Anxiously awaiting the aisle
As the organ it began to pump
The famous tune, Ba dump de dump
Everyone was staring down the aisle.
CH:
BR:
Who knew right then, my bride to be
Would be leaving me
I thought that this, only happened
In the movies.
But isn't life just like this
A bunch of roses that smell like shit
And though we see the pricks - .we still get Pricked
So live life to its fullest each day
Cause there are no rules or guarantees
Don't worry about tomorrow don't mean don't worry about today.
CH:
© 2000/BMI
Produced by Doug Petty
vocal/acoustic Guitar- Teddy Goldstein
Electric Guitar/Acoustic- Dan Petty
Drums- Shawn Pelton
Bass- Zev Katz
Fenario: Folk Music E-zine
©2000 Hugh Blumenfeld
ISSN: 1528-378X