1. |
Always Home
04:15
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Mark the wall
standing 3 feet 5 inches tall
running free
with the grass up to my knees
Summer rain
laying the scent of the clouds at my feet
the hurried creek
babbling verse with the breeze
Now lifetimes have passed
and I’ve moved on
but the memories that last
keep me strong
No matter where I roam
I am always home
Warm my hands
by the heat of the stove in the cold
Mama’s baking bread
and Daddy’s tending to the farm
And in the spring
I have my dog by my side in the woods
the dinner bell rings
and I rush up the hill through the mud
Now lifetimes have passed
and I’ve moved on
but the memories that last
keep me strong
No matter where I roam
I am always home
When I left to explore
to find something more
I found I was looking my way back home
Now lifetimes have passed
and I’ve moved on
but the memories that last
keep me strong
No matter where I roam
I am always home
No matter where I roam
I am always home
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2. |
Letters to the Sea
05:16
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While casting away from the shore
their eyes met before the war
her hair flowed like fields of wheat
his heart to heavy to beat
through the crowd
peering in
she pulled out a part of him
He wrote letters to the sea
ending one with "Marry Me"
no current nor wind would carry them through
but his lonely heart hoped it was true
as battles waged
through smoke and fear
her golden hair became more clear
Her piercing blue eyes were gone with the sound
of screams that were followed by flames all around
the heat was extinguished by blood and the sea
and he lost the will left to breathe
sinking down
he was free
running through those fields of wheat
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3. |
Something About You
04:00
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4. |
Until the Morning Comes
03:33
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Verse 1:
Soon we dance on tired feet
Singing loudly
The old front porch will start to creak
As we play madly
'til the morning comes
Chorus:
Let's go boys
Double that load
Working our fingers right down to the bone
We gotta keep on working 'til the day is done
Then we'll go home with the setting sun
Verse 2:
When the shadows stretch for miles
and night is calling
I'll put down my hammer for a while
and let the music ring
'til the morning comes
Chorus
Lead (Chorus chords)
Verse 3:
As the flames begin to wilt
We'll be laughing
Hoping for this eve to still
but the day will end
and we'll be back again
Chorus
Chorus
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5. |
Jackie Said
04:11
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3am she sat up in bed
Smoke in her eyes and clouds in her head
but kept her dreams alive
She packed her wares and fled through the door
Not going to be caged anymore
Burned rubber towards the sun
Her hair in the wind, a clarity arose
Her river’s dam had cracked enough to flow
carrying her home
She broke with dawn and scatter with the light
focused on whatever felt right
yesterday was finally gone
Blooming out with love under wing
a free and waking a life of her dreams
now offered out its hand
Jackie said, with lines in her face,
I spent to many years not going any place
so I left never to arrive
I left to be alive
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6. |
March Hare Sleeping
03:23
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7. |
Cristen's Song
04:53
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8. |
Troubled
04:49
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9. |
Sail Away
04:14
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10. |
The Cuckoo
04:21
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11. |
Hunting the Buffalo
03:26
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12. |
The Wexford Massacre
04:12
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They knelt around the cross divine
The matron and the maid
They bowed before redemption's sign
And fervently they prayed
Three hundred fair and helpless ones
Whose crime was this alone
Their valiant husbands, sires and sons
Had battled for their own
Had battled bravely but in vain
The Saxon won the fight
The Irish corpses strewed the plain
Where valour slept with right
And now that man of demon guilt
To fated Wexford flew
The red blood reeking on his hilt
Of hearts to Erin true
He found them there, the young, the old
The maiden and the wife
Their guardians brave in death were called
Who dared for them the strife
They prayed for mercy, God on high,
Before Thy cross they prayed
But ruthless Cromwell bade them die
To glut the Saxon blade
Three hundred fell, the stifled prayer
Was quenched in women's blood
Nor youth nor age could move to spare
From slaughter's crimson flood
But nations keep a stern account
Of deeds that tyrants do
And guiltless blood to Heaven will mount
And Heaven avenge it too.
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Karl Hepler Georgia
A consummate performer and stellar multi-instrumentalist, Karl’s singular presence on stage is surprisingly engaging and always entertaining. He is truly a class act who breaks every expectation of a typical solo acoustic singer-songwriter. Between original works and his own take on existing songs, his style blurs genres, ultimately focused on the traditional mountain music of Appalachia. ... more
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