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BALLAD OF THE BIG THOMPSON FLOOD, 1976
We were celebrating on a Colorado night
You could see the campfires glistening along the riverside
From Loveland up to Estes and all the way back to the Great Divide
I could hear the laughter as my grandpa made a joke
The women did the dishes as the men stepped out to smoke
And somewhere up the canyon, a breeze began to rise and thunder spoke
But see her run
She’s beautiful and deadly as a gun
And only made of water, anyone
Who’d listen to that melody, oh son,
If you could only see that river run
We could see the water rising, and we knew we couldn’t stay
And by the time the truck was started up, the bridge had given way
And a wall of rocks and water then descended and took everything away
We could hear the helicopters circling overhead
And feel the boulders grinding in the bottom of the riverbed
A morning sun would shine upon a hundred and forty-four dead
See Her Run
She’s beautiful and deadly as a gun
And only made of water, anyone
Who’d listen to that melody, oh son,
If you could only see that river run
They straightened out the Thompson back in ‘32
For Roosevelt, The New Deal, just to bring the West to you
To sit beside a river in the loveliest of places with a view
To see her run
She’s beautiful and deadly as a gun
And only made of water, anyone
Wouldn’t blame her for the thing she’s done
If you could only see that river run
Shining like a diamond in the sun
Only made of water, anyone
Who’d listen to that melody, oh son,
If you could only see that river run
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The Faded Black & White
04:08
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THE FADED BLACK & WHITE
I’ve been flipping through the pages of a photo book
I found all the black and whites that my mother took
Not a one I can remember, not my birthday in September
Kind of like I was never there
Just a couple taken...before I was born
Arms around each other in a trailer court
Young and thin and cavalier and then his pictures disappear
Kind of like he was never there
Images on paper don’t mean much to anyone
Much to anyone but me
They're only made of light and silver and faces so familiar
Think of all the stories still alive
Living in the faded black and white
Christmases and Easters on a carousel
A dozen different houses, who could even tell
What the state was we were in, if it was time to move again?
Kind of like we were never there
Someday when these pages have been lost or sold
Scattered like the memories that they used to hold
Or turned to yellow plastic in a box up in the attic
It’s kind of like they were never there
Images on paper don’t mean much to anyone
Much to anyone but me
They're only made of light and silver and faces so familiar
Think of all the stories still alive
Living in the faded black and white
The day will come when all of my possessions have been analyzed
Scattered like confetti to the wind
That don’t mean they didn’t count,
Even if they never count again
Images on paper don’t mean much to anyone
Much to anyone but me
They're only made of light and silver and faces so familiar
Think of all the stories still alive
Living in the faded black and white
Images on paper, don’t mean much, don't mean much anymore
Images on paper, don’t mean much to anyone
Images on paper, don’t mean much, don't mean much anymore
Images on paper, don’t mean much to anyone
Images on paper, don’t mean much, don't mean much anymore
Images on paper, don’t mean much to anyone
Images on paper, don’t mean much, don't mean much anymore
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Robin
04:18
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ROBIN
When I was young and still at home
Summertime was full of bugs and heat
Dad would put us in the car
The factory would shut down for a week
Didn’t stop, drove straight through
Sandwiches and Mountain Dew
Racing hard against a silver moon
We got to Aunt Ruby’s house
Somewhere on the Colorado plain
They talked about the family and the price of gas
A thing called Watergate
I ran down Cheyenne Street
Tennis shoes on dirty feet
Looking for a place to be alone
She was kicking up the dust around a swing
Neither one said much of anything
But when she told me that her mom was feeling better, then I knew
I felt better too
She said her name was Robin
And I asked her, “Do you mean like a bird?“
I’d almost forgotten how she laughed and said
“That’s one I’ve never heard”
Smelled the grass, on evening wind
She said that she’d best go in
But didn’t know where her daddy was
She was kicking up the dust around a swing
Neither one said much of anything
But when she told me that her mom was feeling better, all I knew
I felt better too
I can still recall the streetlight and her laughter in the dark
And we stayed and played till someone said we had to leave the park
Just two lonely kids upon a playground, she and I
Then she was gone, and barely said goodbye...
I was kicking up the dust around a swing
Wasn’t thinking much of anything
Just hoping that my mom was feeling better, and I knew ...
I felt better too
She was kicking up the dust around a swing
Neither one said much of anything
But when she told me that her mom was feeling better, all I knew
I felt better too
I felt better...too
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Mothership
03:45
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MOTHERSHIP
Lately, been thinking how all of these leaves litter the ground
Discarded letters I never could read in yellow and brown
They're blowing around on a breeze in the sun
Stretching for millions of miles
A circular journey, only to rest for a while
Lately, been thinking ‘bout all of this water running to ground
It flows through my body then down to the ocean, then just turns around
I hear the rain on my window pane, washing the dust out to sea
She cries like a baby if only to get what she needs
Wherever I go, whatever I do
Fall into the ocean, fly into the blue, ‘cause
People were made to stumble a bit when they roam
Whenever I’m lost, and haven’t a clue
I remember the stars shining high above you
Everything living, built upon everything gone
The mothership’s sailing. She’s my home.
We’ve been spinning around
In this blue water town
And fighting like a bunch of little kids
She’s been holding us close
While the Winter wind blows, and
Saving us from the abyss
Wherever I go, whatever I do
Fall into the ocean, fly into the blue, ‘cause
People are made to stumble a bit when they roam
Whenever I’m lost, and haven’t a clue
I remember the stars shining high above you
Everything living, built upon everything gone
The mothership’s sailing. She’s my home
The mothership’s sailing. She’s my home
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Dear John
03:43
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DEAR JOHN
Dear John, hope you get this letter
Dear John, hope that you remember
Last time that I saw you I was walking out of art class at the bell
You said ‘good luck in college, you’ll be so successful, give ‘em hell
Well the summers turned to seasons and the seasons turned too fast
You painted the perspective but the color’s fading fast
Dear John, hope you get this letter
Dear John, hope that you remember
Dear John...
When I tried to track you down, Patty said that you had disappeared
For anyone who’d listen they’d say it was getting pretty weird
But I found you in the front yard, just watering the grass
A living Leonardo, and a man without a past
Dear John, hope you get this letter
Dear John, hope that you remember
Dear John...
A steady hand that straightened every crooked line I drew
You may not remember that, but swear to God I do…
Dear John…oh, Dear John
Dear John, hope you get this letter
Dear John, hope that you remember
Dear John...oh, dear John
Dear John...
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Bigfoot!
03:09
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BIGFOOT!
One day I went out walking
Up in the Cascade hills
Looking for a respite
From all these urban ills
Thought I was alone
Until I heard a snap
And a heavy breathing
Sent a chill right down my back
Is it Bigfoot?
You know what that means
Is it Bigfoot?
Way up in the evergreens
Is it Big Foot?
He’s hairy and he’s mean, but
He’s the one that we've been looking for
Oh, that’s Bigfoot!
I heard he was a legend
From the natives of this land
I heard they saw him walking with
Gigantic swinging hands
I heard they got the video
Authenticated real, and
Plaster casts, size 38
Taken toe to heel!
Is it Bigfoot?
You know what that means
Is it Bigfoot?
Way up in the evergreens
Is it Big Foot?
He’s hairy and he’s mean, but
He’s the one that we've been looking for
Oh, that’s Bigfoot!
Mmm, when the cities have all crumbled
And our culture’s in decline
He’s the one who’s living in the hills
And doing fine...
So let’s call Bigfoot
Let’s call Bigfoot
Mmm...lets call Bigfoot
You know what that means
Let’s call Bigfoot!
Way up in the ancient evergreens
Let's call Bigfoot!
He’s hairy and he’s mean, but
He’s the one we all been looking for
He’s a man with just a little more
Oh, that’s Bigfoot!
Oh, that’s Bigfoot!
Oh, that’s Bigfoot!
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The Great Famine
04:08
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THE ONE WHO STAYED (THE GREAT FAMINE)
You and I, oh my my
Been holding on to these hard times
Not a bite to eat, and no money coming in
The fields are black with something bad
And it’s blowing into all we had
You're done waiting for the wind to blow again
But someone has to hold the fort
Throw kisses from the Old Town port
Watch the mainsail slowly fade away and
Disappear into the sun
Someone has to be The One Who Stayed
You and I, we sacrificed
'Cause for every one that left, one died
Buried in the greenest fields where we once laid
I coulda gone, God knows I tried
And be born again on the other side, till the
Memories and sorrows finally fade
But someone has to hold the fort
Throw kisses from the Old Town port
Watch the mainsail slowly fade away and
Disappear into the sun
Someone had to be The One Who Stayed
May I lay upon the altar of the land of saint and scholar
That a father shouldn’t ever leave behind?
Forgive me, sons and daughters
For leaving in the very worst of times
Now who is gonna watch these kids?
Tell ‘em all the things you did?
Tell them all about your new life, babe?
I'm coming home and when I do
I'll be running right back into you
For seein’ the eyes that never seem to change
But someone has to hold the fort
Throw kisses from the Old Town port
Watch the mainsail slowly fade away and
Disappear into the sun
Someone has to be The One Who Stayed
Someone has to hold the fort
Throw kisses from the Old Town port
Watch the mainsail slowly fade away and
Disappear into the sun
Someone has to be The One Who Stayed
Disappear into the sun, and
Someone has to be The One Who Stayed
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O Captain! My Captain!
03:36
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O CAPTAIN! MY CAPTAIN!
O Captain! My Captain! our fearful trip is done
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and vaulting
O heart! heart! heart! O the bleeding drops of red
Where on the deck my Captain lies, fallen cold and dead
O heart! heart! heart! O the bleeding drops of red
Where on the deck my Captain lies, fallen cold and dead
O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills
For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning
Dear Captain! Dear Father! This arm beneath your head!
Is it a dream that on the deck, you’ve fallen cold and dead?
Dear Captain! Dear Father! This arm beneath your head!
Is it a dream that on the deck, you’ve fallen cold and dead?
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will
The ship is anchor’d safe and sound, its voyage closed and done
From fearful trip the victr’y ship comes in with object won
Exult the shores, and ring the bells! But I with mournful tread
Will walk the deck my Captain lies, fallen cold and dead
Exult the shores, and ring the bells! But I with mournful tread
Will walk the deck my Captain lies, fallen cold and dead
O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting
Follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and vaulting
O heart! heart! heart! O the bleeding drops of red
Where on the deck my Captain lies, fallen cold and dead
O heart! heart! heart! O the bleeding drops of red
Where on the deck my Captain lies, fallen cold and dead
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Heroes
03:29
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HEROES
Lately I’ve been drifting without compass, or a sail
Straight in the center of a storm
There’s something in the water and it’s just beyond the veil
Feeding on a fear that’s without form, without form
I’ve been searching in the heartland, in the cities and the malls
And all the places that I used to go
But all I see is weariness, and shadows on the walls
In the eyes of everyone I know, everyone I know
Well, Hamilton and Lincoln, have really got me thinking
Mahatma Ghandi, and Martin Luther King
John Lennon and Da Vinci, no need to convince me
We could use a hero once again
Like a seabird on the ocean, or a lighthouse on the shore
Shining on to all anonymous
For every generation, and all we’re living for
They become the best in all of us, the best in all of us
Well, Hamilton and Lincoln, have really got me thinking
Mahatma Ghandi, and Martin Luther King
John Lennon and Da Vinci, no need to convince me
We could use a hero once again
Well, Hamilton and Lincoln, have really got me thinking
Newton, Einstein, Martin Luther King
Bob Dylan and Da Vinci,
The Doctor Madame Curie
We could use a hero once again
We could use a hero once again
Calling all good women
And the best of all men living...
We could use a hero once again
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The Big Easy
04:00
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THE BIG EASY
Took a holiday down in New Orleans
That Big Easy ain’t as easy as it seems
All waitresses and dreamers and muddy water
Running to the sea
Took a carriage ride around the Vieux Carre
I heard everything that driver had to say
History in one liners, the dealers and diviners
And the ghosts
I saw “HOMESICK” written on a red brick wall
And a kid asked me for LSD, but I had none at all
They’re marking time since Katrina and the folks who’ve never seen her
Live illusions while the Mississippi sleeps
That Big Easy ain’t as easy as it seems
Had a bourbon at the Spotted Cat one night
Man, that band was doing Dixieland up right
We all shouted ‘Hey!’ out loud
Passed a hat among the crowd
They’re barely getting by
I saw “HOMESICK” written on a red brick wall
And a kid asked me for LSD, but I had none at all
They’re marking time since Katrina and the folks who’ve never seen her
Live illusions while the Mississippi sleeps
That Big Easy ain’t as easy as it seems
And you wake up to the laughter and you breathe the morning after
And suddenly it hits you between the eyes
In the bells of the cathedral, there’s a song that you’ve been needing
But don’t know why
And I saw “HOMESICK” written on a red brick wall
And a kid asked me for LSD, but I had none at all
They’re marking time since Katrina and the folks who’ve never seen her
Live illusions while the Mississippi sleeps
That Big Easy ain’t as easy as it seems
That Big Easy ain’t as easy as it seems
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THE GIRL WANTS A LOVE SONG
Lately I’m thinking of the roads we’ve been on
The turns that we’ve taken, detours long gone
Been driving all night, and I see the dawn
If I’m reading you right,
The Girl Wants a Love Song
We’ve had a fine year, far better than some
The pictures are hanging, of the places we’ve gone
The kids have moved out now; our time has come
And you’re feeling lonely
The Girl Wants a Love Song
With lilacs in June
And a big yellow moon
Let me sing it to you
The Girl Wants a Love Song
I see your eyes glisten
Though nothing is wrong
And this boy’s been listening
The Girl Wants a Love Song
With lilacs in June
And a big yellow moon
Can't sing it too soon
The Girl Wants a Love Song
With lilacs in June
And a big yellow moon
Let me sing it to you
The Girl Wants a Love Song
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Better Late
03:59
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BETTER LATE
I knew you well when I was young
And we got through some serious stuff
Floating upon a rickety ark
Then taking it down, to tear it apart
I’ve walked through a lot of weather, and
I'm losing the ones I will love forever, but
Honey, we’re together in this line
Better Late than never,
Better Late than never,
Better Late than never,
And just in time
Remember the day I went back to school
Sold my guitars, turned my back on you?
It was the only escape that I could define
To get out of Dodge, and out of my mind
I’ve walked through a lot of weather, and
I'm losing the ones I will love forever, but
Honey, we’re together in this line
Better Late than never,
Better Late than never,
Better Late than never,
And just in time
I was just a lonely boy from nowhere
Looking for the light I used to know there
But let’s not go there
It’s Better Late than never
Better Late than never
Better Late than never
Better Late than never, time to go
Better Late than never, and right to show it
Better Late than never
And just in time
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James Dean Cotton Seattle, Washington
James Dean Cotton hails from the Missouri Ozarks where bluegrass and Americana infused an easy, 70's acoustic style. He writes and performs solo and with the acoustic duo, American Sons, in the Seattle area.
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