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Joe OConnell

It came from the delta
Where the bluegrass grows
One guitar and a tortured soul
From deep in the delta
Where the bluegrass grows

Mama cried for Robert
Cause he wandered so alone
Mama cried for Robert
Cause he never did get home
no he never did get home

It rolled on down the river
Like a wild dog on the run
They heard it down in Memphis
At the temple of the sun
You know they heard it down in Memphis
At the temple of the sun

Mama cried for Elvis
Cause Elvis shone one like gold
We all need a name for things
So we called it rock and roll
Yeah we called it rock an roll

Mama hears the music
Still playing in her head
But the purple rain stopped falling
When she heard the Prince was dead
Yes when we heard the Prince was dead

The times keep on changing
And music does the same
But there always is an echo
From the field chant of a slave
From the field chant of a slave

Mama's getting older now
She can't hear her children sing
But she has no need to worry
We're still walking with the king
Yes we're still walking with the king

Mama cried for Elvis
Cause Elvis shone one like gold
We all need a name for things
So we called it rock and roll
Yeah we called it rock an roll

Mama Cried for Elvis

I going to have a 30's Christmas
Like I saw on old-times shows
They all seemed so happy then
dressed in their Christmas clothes

I'll fill the day with those I love
like family friends and more
I'll paint the house in colored lights
and put a wreath upon my door

I'd hope the day turns snowy white
So everything looks new
I'd try to make the whole day great
Like the ones I've spend with you

I'll give you gifts from the heart
and not just from the store
We'll sing all the Christmas songs
like off-key troubadours

I'll create a feast for all who come
We'll eat more than we should
I'd want the world to share the joy
If only that they could

I going to have a 30's Christmas
Like I saw on old-times shows
They all seemed so happy then
dressed in their Christmas clothes

They all seemed so happy then
dressed in their Christmas clothes

A 30's Christmas

Don't drink the sweet wine from seeds forged in poison
Don't eat the red fruit that grows on the weeds
Tell me you love me before the last morning
Give me the warm things you know that I need

Fly back to me baby, back to me baby
back to the place that once was our home
Even the night hawk flies with another
Even the night hawk won't fly alone

Don't love the lovers who left you so wanting
Pray for the lone tree that stands on the hill
Sing for the child who waits in the garden
Give me the warm things I'm missing them still

Fly back to me baby, back to me baby
back to the place that once was our home
Even the night hawk flies with another
Even the night hawk won't fly alone

Drink the sweet wine from seeds forged in passion
Eat from the red fruit that grows on the tree
Live like the wild child who plays in the garden
Give me the warm things you're saving for me

Fly back to me baby, back to me baby
back to the place that once was our home
Even night hawk flies with another
Even night hawk won't fly alone

Drink The Sweet Wine


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It came from the delta
Where the bluegrass grows
One guitar and a tortured soul
From deep in the delta
Where the bluegrass grows

Mama cried for Robert
Cause he wandered so alone
Mama cried for Robert
Cause he never did get home
no he never did get home

It rolled on down the river
Like a wild dog on the run
They heard it down in Memphis
At the temple of the sun
You know they heard it down in Memphis
At the temple of the sun

Mama cried for Elvis
Cause Elvis shone one like gold
We all need a name for things
So we called it rock and roll
Yeah we called it rock an roll

Mama hears the music
Still playing in her head
But the purple rain stopped falling
When she heard the Prince was dead
Yes when we heard the Prince was dead

The times keep on changing
And music does the same
But there always is an echo
From the field chant of a slave
From the field chant of a slave

Mama's getting older now
She can't hear her children sing
But she has no need to worry
We're still walking with the king
Yes we're still walking with the king

Mama cried for Elvis
Cause Elvis shone one like gold
We all need a name for things
So we called it rock and roll
Yeah we called it rock an roll

Mama Cried for Elvis

I going to have a 30's Christmas
Like I saw on old-times shows
They all seemed so happy then
dressed in their Christmas clothes

I'll fill the day with those I love
like family friends and more
I'll paint the house in colored lights
and put a wreath upon my door

I'd hope the day turns snowy white
So everything looks new
I'd try to make the whole day great
Like the ones I've spend with you

I'll give you gifts from the heart
and not just from the store
We'll sing all the Christmas songs
like off-key troubadours

I'll create a feast for all who come
We'll eat more than we should
I'd want the world to share the joy
If only that they could

I going to have a 30's Christmas
Like I saw on old-times shows
They all seemed so happy then
dressed in their Christmas clothes

They all seemed so happy then
dressed in their Christmas clothes

A 30's Christmas

Don't drink the sweet wine from seeds forged in poison
Don't eat the red fruit that grows on the weeds
Tell me you love me before the last morning
Give me the warm things you know that I need

Fly back to me baby, back to me baby
back to the place that once was our home
Even the night hawk flies with another
Even the night hawk won't fly alone

Don't love the lovers who left you so wanting
Pray for the lone tree that stands on the hill
Sing for the child who waits in the garden
Give me the warm things I'm missing them still

Fly back to me baby, back to me baby
back to the place that once was our home
Even the night hawk flies with another
Even the night hawk won't fly alone

Drink the sweet wine from seeds forged in passion
Eat from the red fruit that grows on the tree
Live like the wild child who plays in the garden
Give me the warm things you're saving for me

Fly back to me baby, back to me baby
back to the place that once was our home
Even night hawk flies with another
Even night hawk won't fly alone

Drink The Sweet Wine

We found her in a junk yard
Beat and rusting in her grave
But Daddy said he'd buy her
Cause Mustang was her name
Mustang was her name

I was kinda wild back then
Running with the gang
Mother was worried sick
I'm sure Daddy was the same

But he never spoke of it
Just handed me the tools
I had to work as hard as him
That was his only rule

It took a 3 summers working
Just a father and son
It was our favorite day
When we got the beast to run

Shelby blood and Detroit steel
Deep black paint just to seal the deal
Tight and right, clean and mean
The sweetest ride I'd ever seen

She growled when she idled
She roared when she was mad
People turned to watch her
Cause they knew that Stang was bad

I drove her years past College
My wife loved her as well
The day we put her in the barn
It really hurt like hell

But the kids were in diapers
And moneys always tight
I always knew I'd restore her
When the time was right

Daddy's gone and left us now
My own son's turning wild
But I know what to do for him
From a father to a child

We pushed her out the barn door
where she'd been resting in her grave
My Son asked what is it?
I said Mustang was her name
Mustang was her name

Shelby blood and Detroit steel
Deep black paint just to seal the deal
Tight and right, clean and mean
The sweetest ride I'd ever seen

She growled when she idled
She roared when she was mad
People still turn to watch her
Cause they know that Stang is bad

Mustang Was Her Name

They say he rode from Mexico
But he wasn't from down there
Some say he came for vengeance
Some say he came to kill
No-one knows the answer
Their looking for it still

Some said he was the last of them
Still living free and clear
They say he got his power
From a forgotten Ndee band
When the soldiers try to catch him
They just find shadows in the sand

He was beaten by the weather
He was darkened by the sun
He had arrows in his quiver
A stone knife by his side
His people's hope for freedom
Were with him on his ride

His horse was dark like desert
High mountain born and bred
She was bigger than a Mustang
She carried no man's brand
They say she moves like silence
Like a ghost across the land

The ranchers all got worried
They loaded all their guns
The townsfolk were all frightened
The miners felt it too
but when your chasing shadow
there's not much that you can do

Some say you can still see him
Riding up old mountain trails
Some say that he still wanders
Just to remind us of our shame
But fear still clouds our vision
When Apache is the name

Yesterday Rider

We got fire in the forests
We got floods in the plains
It's snowing in the desert
In the mountains there's no rain

A dream beyond tomorrow
Is just a flower yet to bloom
A thought toward forever
Shouldn't be breaking any rules

Some are lost in yesterday
The things they thought before
Some just think of next day
Just then and nothing more

The old men can not see it
They denied it all for years
A child came to school them
But the old men couldn't hear

The old men are all frightened
Their denying what they said
But it will be too late for redemption
When the oceans are all dead

We got fire in the forests
We got floods in the plains
It's snowing in the desert
In the mountains there's no rain

Fire in the Forest

Love is never easy
Didn't Mother tell you that?
Just getting through will sometimes do
Didn't Daddy tell you that?

Amy got her tight pants off
and folded on the bed
Billy dreams of downtown queens
while Amy gives him head

Love is seldom perfect
Didn't Mother tell you that?
Just getting through will sometimes do
Didn't Daddy tell you that?

Amy sleeps with other men
but Billy doesn't care
He's got a lover of his own
it's just the house they share

Love is not forever
Didn't Mother tell you that?
Just getting through will sometimes do
Didn't Daddy tell you that?

Billy wishes he loved her more
but he can't always pretend
Amy is the stronger one
she will leave him in the end

Love is seldom easy
Didn't Mother tell you that?
Just getting through will sometimes do
Didn't Daddy tell you that?

Didn't Mother tell you that?

The boy from the city jumped from the high bridge
into the waters that bled from the mountains
past where the sad girl drinks her cheap wine

The girl from the forest and the boy from city
were loving way harder than they could control
They didn't know that some love can wound you
deep in the places the poets call soul

They didn't know that to get to tomorrow
You first got to deal with the pain of today
Nobody told them that the heat they were feeling
would someday just leave them empty and cold

The girl from the forest and the boy from city
got beat down saving what was already gone
On the day that she left him he started dying
but she was too busy just getting away

The boy from the city jumped from the high bridge
into the waters that bled from the mountains
past where the sad girl drinks her cheap wine

Nobody found the city boys body it's still
in the waters that bleeds from the mountains
past where the sad girl drinks her cheap wine

The Boy From The City

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It came from the delta
Where the bluegrass grows
One guitar and a tortured soul
From deep in the delta
Where the bluegrass grows

Mama cried for Robert
Cause he wandered so alone
Mama cried for Robert
Cause he never did get home
no he never did get home

It rolled on down the river
Like a wild dog on the run
They heard it down in Memphis
At the temple of the sun
You know they heard it down in Memphis
At the temple of the sun

Mama cried for Elvis
Cause Elvis shone one like gold
We all need a name for things
So we called it rock and roll
Yeah we called it rock an roll

Mama hears the music
Still playing in her head
But the purple rain stopped falling
When she heard the Prince was dead
Yes when we heard the Prince was dead

The times keep on changing
And music does the same
But there always is an echo
From the field chant of a slave
From the field chant of a slave

Mama's getting older now
She can't hear her children sing
But she has no need to worry
We're still walking with the king
Yes we're still walking with the king

Mama cried for Elvis
Cause Elvis shone one like gold
We all need a name for things
So we called it rock and roll
Yeah we called it rock an roll

Mama Cried for Elvis

I going to have a 30's Christmas
Like I saw on old-times shows
They all seemed so happy then
dressed in their Christmas clothes

I'll fill the day with those I love
like family friends and more
I'll paint the house in colored lights
and put a wreath upon my door

I'd hope the day turns snowy white
So everything looks new
I'd try to make the whole day great
Like the ones I've spend with you

I'll give you gifts from the heart
and not just from the store
We'll sing all the Christmas songs
like off-key troubadours

I'll create a feast for all who come
We'll eat more than we should
I'd want the world to share the joy
If only that they could

I going to have a 30's Christmas
Like I saw on old-times shows
They all seemed so happy then
dressed in their Christmas clothes

They all seemed so happy then
dressed in their Christmas clothes

A 30's Christmas

Don't drink the sweet wine from seeds forged in poison
Don't eat the red fruit that grows on the weeds
Tell me you love me before the last morning
Give me the warm things you know that I need

Fly back to me baby, back to me baby
back to the place that once was our home
Even the night hawk flies with another
Even the night hawk won't fly alone

Don't love the lovers who left you so wanting
Pray for the lone tree that stands on the hill
Sing for the child who waits in the garden
Give me the warm things I'm missing them still

Fly back to me baby, back to me baby
back to the place that once was our home
Even the night hawk flies with another
Even the night hawk won't fly alone

Drink the sweet wine from seeds forged in passion
Eat from the red fruit that grows on the tree
Live like the wild child who plays in the garden
Give me the warm things you're saving for me

Fly back to me baby, back to me baby
back to the place that once was our home
Even night hawk flies with another
Even night hawk won't fly alone

Drink The Sweet Wine

We found her in a junk yard
Beat and rusting in her grave
But Daddy said he'd buy her
Cause Mustang was her name
Mustang was her name

I was kinda wild back then
Running with the gang
Mother was worried sick
I'm sure Daddy was the same

But he never spoke of it
Just handed me the tools
I had to work as hard as him
That was his only rule

It took a 3 summers working
Just a father and son
It was our favorite day
When we got the beast to run

Shelby blood and Detroit steel
Deep black paint just to seal the deal
Tight and right, clean and mean
The sweetest ride I'd ever seen

She growled when she idled
She roared when she was mad
People turned to watch her
Cause they knew that Stang was bad

I drove her years past College
My wife loved her as well
The day we put her in the barn
It really hurt like hell

But the kids were in diapers
And moneys always tight
I always knew I'd restore her
When the time was right

Daddy's gone and left us now
My own son's turning wild
But I know what to do for him
From a father to a child

We pushed her out the barn door
where she'd been resting in her grave
My Son asked what is it?
I said Mustang was her name
Mustang was her name

Shelby blood and Detroit steel
Deep black paint just to seal the deal
Tight and right, clean and mean
The sweetest ride I'd ever seen

She growled when she idled
She roared when she was mad
People still turn to watch her
Cause they know that Stang is bad

Mustang Was Her Name

They say he rode from Mexico
But he wasn't from down there
Some say he came for vengeance
Some say he came to kill
No-one knows the answer
Their looking for it still

Some said he was the last of them
Still living free and clear
They say he got his power
From a forgotten Ndee band
When the soldiers try to catch him
They just find shadows in the sand

He was beaten by the weather
He was darkened by the sun
He had arrows in his quiver
A stone knife by his side
His people's hope for freedom
Were with him on his ride

His horse was dark like desert
High mountain born and bred
She was bigger than a Mustang
She carried no man's brand
They say she moves like silence
Like a ghost across the land

The ranchers all got worried
They loaded all their guns
The townsfolk were all frightened
The miners felt it too
but when your chasing shadow
there's not much that you can do

Some say you can still see him
Riding up old mountain trails
Some say that he still wanders
Just to remind us of our shame
But fear still clouds our vision
When Apache is the name

Yesterday Rider

We got fire in the forests
We got floods in the plains
It's snowing in the desert
In the mountains there's no rain

A dream beyond tomorrow
Is just a flower yet to bloom
A thought toward forever
Shouldn't be breaking any rules

Some are lost in yesterday
The things they thought before
Some just think of next day
Just then and nothing more

The old men can not see it
They denied it all for years
A child came to school them
But the old men couldn't hear

The old men are all frightened
Their denying what they said
But it will be too late for redemption
When the oceans are all dead

We got fire in the forests
We got floods in the plains
It's snowing in the desert
In the mountains there's no rain

Fire in the Forest


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