Songs appear in order of the album "Hunter & the Hunted"
All Songs by Yours Truly xoxo
The Wild & the Untamed
Finally your hair was hanging low
Low and braided days ago
I found you hid neath the hay
There we remained til the dawning of day
She said, "You will never be my burly man,
Instead a ballerina dance
Throughout the kitchen, lacking pants
And still I will forever love this man"
All I can offer is who I am
enchant the world perceived
Untamed and wildly as children do
And do it often, please
In solitude you stroll the ocean sand
Raise a fortress on dry land
That one day would save our family
From the raging of the foaming sea
Up until the furthest edge of night
Skipping stones by candle light
Just as the wave come a crashing down
All I see is your thin body swimming round
All I can offer is who I am
Enchant the world perceived
Untamed and wildly as children do
And do it often, please
I would never ask of you
To rearrange your attributes
Claim your own and call it mutiny!
Chaunti Sea
Chaunti Sea Chaunti Sea Chaunti Sea ya don go
come morn you'll rest and hide
Chaunti Sea Chaunti Sea Chaunti Sea ya don go
hold your babe lest she will cry
Chaunti Sea Chaunti Sea for the old night road
and drinking gourd will tell
that the north light shone on the banks of morrow
and the night shall know you well
Chaunti Sea Chaunti Sea Chaunti Sea ya don go
gone forth and cross the tide
Chaunti Sea Chaunti Sea Chaunti Sea ya don go
truth told upon the guise
Chaunti Sea Chaunti Sea for the mire hath gone
and the welcome hath drawn you near
Oh the North light shone on the banks of morrow
and the night hath drawn you near
follow the drinking gourd and on that way you'll find
that no one has gone before or either gone behind
His Muse
By the way, by the way
By the way ye call to me
I would leave Ashland town
Wend through every countryside around..
I'd hum a tune to draw you near
I'd carve your face upon a stone
Might you offer aid?
Might you offer aid?
And call my name?
Put it on the wind the wind will find its way to me
Call my name!
Louder now, that I won't delay you
But the good Fool don't speak till he joins his one and only
His One and Only
Land Where the Sugar Beets Grow
Old Piper came a barkin' in and Mama didn't know,
Papa couldn't tell what could have caused such fright
on that blazin' summer night
in the mornin' Tommy called out crying "look up at the sky,
look up at the sky, the day has turned to night but there sure are no stars"
Mama called to Papa shouting "look up at the sky, look up at the sky,
the sky is filled with birds and they are headed north"
Papa called to Mama crying "something must be wrong
something's going wrong, the birds are heading north and it's only mid July"
in droves and herds that have never been matched the bear and the lynx fled
the fox and the deer fled form the hills beyond their fields
where the corn and the sugar beets grow
in two days time old Jenkins came with a message from the west, with stories from the south:
"the hills are burnin' down, our homes are burnin' down"
it didn't take long for the smoke to come and the fire to take the fields
the fire took the fields oh the corn is burnin' down - sugar beets are burnin' down
Tommy took his mother's hand and watched the fields burn down
he watched his house burn down - the only home he's ever known
Papa said to his one true love "we better go now,
for there is nothing left to reap on this land that we have sown"
one last look in papa's eyes and he let it all go
and he took his family's hands
beyond the land where the sugar beets grow
My Adventures with Jack as Sheepherders
Bread and milk we packed in our mountain sacks
We left before the day cracked
40 days and nights we had taken on
the service of the shepherd's life
Every sheep was shorn yet proudly adorned
With embroidered silken garments
With silver woven tassels, hanging fine
We were long beyond the herald
and the sounding of his trumpet
Yea, we lived and walked just where
the fox and doe bid a merry day to the other
We paid no fee to no landlord, no!
You would have been happy to spy
Jack and I and 30 woolen friends carve a line
Through some remote dale
Fair and mild
We shall not return to the land of cobblestone
By the bending of the breeze, gently, we'll build our home
la la la.....
Kings & Queens
I was raised in the flatlands on a farm in Kentucky
Didn't have much of that thing called money
Still we went on our way and didn't know any better
For as far as we knew we were kings and queens
I used to take all my dates out to the airport
Sit in the grass and watch em do their thing
We would wonder what it'd be like to be up there
How would Nielson creek look from the sky?
My daddy would speak to me of the city
Tell me they had barns the size of lakes
All the people living in there were busy
Inventing things to make a life better
Sometimes I lay on my back and I wonder
Will the clouds above me reach the city?
Would I ever be lucky enough to get there?
And do my part to make a life better
I was offered to work in the city of Chicago
I asked my daddy he said I could go
Took my lady one last time to airport
Tomorrow I would be seeing her from the sky
Now I'm back in the flatlands on a farm in Kentucky
We spend the summers swimming down Nielson creek
In the winter it gets cold and still we feel lucky
To be living again as kings and queens
Dear Ones
Dear Ones Dear Ones I have come here to tell
the tale of a heart strung open man
and in this tale there was a lady who loved him
her lips upon his her heart could tell
oh do not weep for the storm did call to
the crumbling of the mountains steep
oh he was there in the sea to find her
their hands they held in time to see
the mountain side it fell upon them
and pushed them deep into the sea
they knew they knew their fate would find them
in a place where their hands no more could feel
the touch of a heart strung open man
or the gentle lips of a lady who loved him
for the plough is sharp and the furrow's deep
each hand on Earth has sown its seed
Dear Ones Dear Ones please do not weep
for our grave is no more real than you are
our time has come to go back to the sea
where our Fathers and Mothers sing the old songs
O and as the mountain pushed them deep
they breathed the air of the salty sea
and still their hands were clasped together
they fell into a breathless sleep
A Covered Tower Ivy Hid
I can no more
Bare the noise of man
So I took to the wood
I had left childhood behind
Every dream inside
A closet I held captive from the outside
Through the years I lost track of time
What fills that closet now?
So I took to the wood
And Lo! I did find
The strangest thing I'd ever seen
A covered tower ivy hid
And there alone a child stood
Calling me
Calling me
Calling me to his room
& there inside every wall dream inscribed
He told me everything twice
He felt a joy to share his mind
Now I'm old in time
I lost half my life
Shrouding dreams thin and wide
Choosing words I thought you'd like
Remember when you were just a kid?
You questioned not the way
You wondered everyday
The strangest thing I'd ever seen
A covered tower ivy hid
And there alone a child stood
Don't you ever forget
May Tree Arch
Where did your mother go?
I road through the ship road
where fleeting hearts go
after they've done so
who guards the morgue
the ones who open doors
they sing in lullaby's quake
to rest upon this wake
she was is a woman (who is this woman)
we speak about in love
the rains came to take her
(their flesh, her flesh) into the mud
the keys drop to know each string
that pulls the knower upon
whilst you listen to her sing of death's eternal song
follow me to the sea
to where the veil is thin
set my soul free
and to you I'll dwell within
May Tree Arch!
two boughs bend upon the mast
and I sail upon your wings
May Tree Arch