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- A Friend Of Bills
- A Tape Of Memories
- Annies Song
- Anti
- Are You Aware
- Back To Mt Sad
- Back
- Barefoot On A Gravel Road
- Between Hartford And Frizzell
- Burnin Stalks
- But One String To His Bow
- Calendars Dad Wrote On
- Can We Do It Again
- Churning Butter On The Farm
- Closing Time
- Concord 1777
- Cross
- Cruising Timber On The Divide
- Dads Eyes
- Dance Tonight At Lone Oak
- Delaney Place
- Ever Think Of That
- Free Show Tonight
- Gettin In The Coal
- God Is Still On The Throne
- Guy Hathorns Grocery Store
- Hay Day On Mt Sad
- Heated Rocks At Foot Of Bed
- Hickory Days
- His Way
- How Hard It Is To Let Him Go
- Howsthat Hope And Change Working Out For You
- Huckster Man Wagon
- Hundred Fifteen In The Shade
- I Hurt Enough
- I Plant This Tree
- In The End Youll Lose
- In The Evening By The Moonlight
- Ive Got To Get Back Home
- Jackass Hill
- Just Passing Through
- Let Her Be
- Let Me Play You Another One
- Life Without Tears
- Like The Rose It
- Mothers Rose
- Mt Sad
- My Drinker Broke
- My Friend
- My Golden Hill
- Old Friends Where Are You Today
- Old Man Out Of Line
- Old Town Pump
- One Room School House
- Only On Loan
- Our Log Cabin Home
- Pioneer Hands
- Plant A Rose Instead
- Please Dont Talk Over Me Any More
- Plowed Ground
- Poor Folks
- Rows I Been Looking For
- Shadows On My Wall
- Shearin Sheep Today
- Simple Life
- Straight And Long
- Straight Vanilla
- Tan Tivy
- Teardrops On Mt Sad
- Teleprompter Eyes
- Thank For The Time
- That Natural Air
- That Old Delaval
- The Creek That Was
- The Grand Seven
- The Narrows
- The Rain Crow
- The Story Is Written
- Thedaytheyclearedsimstimber
- Then And Now
- Those Who Wont Turn A Tap
- Timberline
- Town Blacksmith
- Walkin The Beans
- Weed Sargent
- When He Tore The Barn Down
- Will We Answer The Call
- Youre Really Slick
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
Are You Aware????by Verne Garrison September 6, 2004
Note: Jan 22, 2012...Soundbyte added
Banjo tuned E, Capo 3, Key of D
Aug 11, 2005...the second line in each verse might be better with a "G" chord in lieu of the
A...at least starting with second verse...Verne ******
D
Are you aware of what's about you?
A
Things that others barely see.
A
That moss is not green, but blue
A D
That sprout at your feet, not a weed, but a tree
D
I'm a forester, Lover of the land
A G
Custodian of wildlife, and the / ? trees ******
A
Heart pulled tight like rubber band
A D
Please, Oh God, give us direction, please.
D
Never the time to say my thoughts
A
About the land, and its abuse
A
Twilight time is here, and I'm taught
A D
Modern day farming, what a ruse.
D
Lord (farmers) let some fields lay fallow
A
This old ground is wearing- out
A
Those tillers, their hearts are shallow
A D
Wake them God, I don't have the clout
D
The wild ones watch from their shrinking cover
A
With bleeding eyes from choking stench and heavy dust
A
Shadows lengthen, noises fade, mist begins to hover
A D
Crews retreat; they will be back, they must
D
Never mind costs are high, and prices low
G
That this land was not meant to farm
A
Trees and wildlife?they must go
A D
If this is progress?then look out harm.
Note: Jan 22, 2012...Soundbyte added
Banjo tuned E, Capo 3, Key of D
Aug 11, 2005...the second line in each verse might be better with a "G" chord in lieu of the
A...at least starting with second verse...Verne ******
D
Are you aware of what's about you?
A
Things that others barely see.
A
That moss is not green, but blue
A D
That sprout at your feet, not a weed, but a tree
D
I'm a forester, Lover of the land
A G
Custodian of wildlife, and the / ? trees ******
A
Heart pulled tight like rubber band
A D
Please, Oh God, give us direction, please.
D
Never the time to say my thoughts
A
About the land, and its abuse
A
Twilight time is here, and I'm taught
A D
Modern day farming, what a ruse.
D
Lord (farmers) let some fields lay fallow
A
This old ground is wearing- out
A
Those tillers, their hearts are shallow
A D
Wake them God, I don't have the clout
D
The wild ones watch from their shrinking cover
A
With bleeding eyes from choking stench and heavy dust
A
Shadows lengthen, noises fade, mist begins to hover
A D
Crews retreat; they will be back, they must
D
Never mind costs are high, and prices low
G
That this land was not meant to farm
A
Trees and wildlife?they must go
A D
If this is progress?then look out harm.
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