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Found My Way Back Home
03:16
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Power from Above
02:49
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I am a poor wayfaring stranger
Traveling through this world of greed
Where some have none, they starve and stumble
While others horde more than they need.
*I’m going home to help my neighbor
I’m going home to do my part
Love depends on peace and justice
Peace begins in my own heart.
Storm clouds may all around us gather
And turn bright day to darkest night.
With courage we will walk together
And make our way back to the light.
*
Are you a poor wayfaring stranger,
Lost in this world you’re traveling through?
To find a path, do unto others
As you ‘d have them do unto you.
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5. |
Whistle Blower
04:00
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6. |
Roadblock
02:58
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7. |
From Every Mountain Side
04:15
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Like a Sailor
03:54
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Widow of Charlie Hollow
03:54
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I stopped in my tracks the first time I heard it and stopped thinking I was alone
Mixed with leaves falling and wild geese a-calling was a sound that chilled to the bone
No coyote on earth could've made it - I didn't see anyone there
But like smoke from a log or mid-morning fog, a woman's cry hung in the air
There's a tale they tell in the mountains - folks 'round here say it is true
The story of loosing a loved one and the pain those remaining go through
It began as a backroad romance - both were so young and so brave
But when one of them died, the tears never dried - their love goes beyond the grave
The Widow of Charlie Hollow - a ghostly girl of a bride
Searching the woods for her husband - her lover the logger who died
She's crying - she's filling the air with her cries
Anne fell in love at the first sight of Jack - he liked her right from the start
They say that a man who drives logs down the river can dance his way to a girl's heart
Each spring he'd cheat death on the Hudson - till he quit when he turned 22
Then he gave her a ring and she heard him sing: my girl's waiting for me
Jack was content on the land in the hollow that Annie's family once farmed
He mowed and he raked while she sewed and baked - by the fire they sat arm-in-arm
Happy they had one another, but he missed the wild woods so
And when it turned spring, he started to sing: once more a lumbering go
The Widow of Charlie Hollow . . .
Half of the year Jack stayed at home, half the year he went away
Anne made him promise: always be careful - he said - I'll be okay
Two years had passed since they took their vows, saying: until death do us part
When Jack heard the sound of a dead fall come down - news of it broke Anne's heart
She let out a wail and flew out the door - into the woods she ran
Looking for Jack from that day till this - no one has ever seen Anne
But you might hear her crying when a tree's hung up on a tree
And if you dare follow that sound in the hollow, a widow maker you'll see
The Widow of Charlie Hollow . . .
© 2002 Dan Berggren / Berggren Music - BMI
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10. |
Oh Holy Day
03:42
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11. |
Drink of Autumn
03:43
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While leaves turn yellow, red and gold - red and gold, red and gold
Gather firewood for the cold
Take a drink of autumn - take a drink of autumn
The leaves return to earth below - earth below, earth below
And decompose so more can grow
Smell the season turning - smell the season turning
The pine are guardians of the green - of the green, of the green
They keep a promise in between
Till winter turns to springtime - till winter turns to springtime
The crops are in, the barn is full - barn is full, barn is full
The cows are fat, thick is the wool
Each day is for thanksgiving - each day is for thanksgiving
We're in the balance, dark and light - dark and light, dark and light
The time for taking stock is right
And putting things in order - and putting things in order
A flock of geese is flying south - flying south, flying south
A whispered wish escapes my mouth
My heart is flying with them - my heart is flying with them
© 1997 Dan Berggren / Berggren Music - BMI
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13. |
Only an April Fool
04:11
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14. |
Winter It Is Past
02:09
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Meadow Box
02:41
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First, get a good box of cardboard.
Put in a plastic bag, just the right size.
Then find yourself a good meadow,
Follow your nose, use your ears and your eyes.
A pocket knife blade can measure
The depth of the dirt, and get a few roots.
Arrange them the way they wild,
Grasses and ferns, flowers and fruits.
*It’s summer, it’s summer.
Cicadas are sawing away in the trees.
It’s summer, it’s summer.
Hear the hum of praise come from the bees,
Smell the meadow on the sweet summer breeze.
Wild mountain thyme, black-eyed susans,
Be sure to have plenty of moss at the base.
Timothy, daisies, wild berries,
Indian paint brush, Queen Anne’s lace.
*
After the moss soaks up water,
You might think that the job has come to an end;
But the last step lets summer last longer:
Deliver the meadow box to a good friend.
*
©1998 Dan Berggren
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16. |
The Whittler
03:27
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17. |
Make a Better Home
03:39
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Sisters, brothers, gather 'round
Friends, sing a gospel song
Lives may be lost but souls are found
We hear them sing along
*Oh come amazing grace -
Come now and fill this place
Help us be mindful and use each day
To make a better home
Help us be mindful and use each day
To make a better home
Good stories shared of things we've done
Enrich our harmony
The hardships we have overcome
Become our victory
*
Made of water, made of air
Made of earth and fire
To love and be loved is our prayer
Our holiest desire
*
We share the load, we'll do our part
For neighbor, stranger, friend
Open minds and open hearts
Can bring us peace again
*
Words © 2001 Dan Berggren / Berggren Music - BMI
Music (trad. - William Bradbury)
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18. |
Seize the Day
03:09
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I used to be back there - soon I'll be somewhere
But in the meantime, I'm here
I don't have a map but I can steer
Sometimes I feel down - sometimes I feel up
But all of the time, I feel
That's how I know, it's real
*Oh, seize the day - squeeze every minute from the hour
Don't let a second slip away - use it now, you have the power
O - o - oh, seize the day
From the day of my birth - till the day of my death
It's such a fragile piece of time
It's the only thing I can call mine
Yesterday I was young - tomorrow I'll be old
But in for today this age will do
And from this point of view, each day is new
*
A stranger yesterday - became a friend today
And if I never see you again
Your spirit is with me 'til the end
I used to be back there - soon I'll be somewhere
But in the meantime, I'm here
This moment right now, all is clear
© 1999 Dan Berggren / Berggren Music (BMI)
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Dan Berggren New York
Dan Berggren is a tradition-based songsmith who writes with honesty, humor and a
strong sense of place. His songs
explore the many dimensions of home, hard-working
folks, taking care of our planet and each other. Dan’s roots are firmly in the Adirondacks where he was raised but his music has
branched out across many borders.
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