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1. Mountain Roads

Mountain Roads

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2. Timberbound (Cunnick)

Timberbound (Cunnick)

TIMBERBOUND (John & Kim Cunnick) Well it's every living creeper is a part of what it seems, And what'll wake here every morning is a child of last night's dream. As the sapling has been twisted so the tree's been turned around And as I live and breathe and sing here this poor boy's been timberbound. Chorus I been snowbound, I been waterbound, I been bound to travel, too, Binded in the bands of love—I loved it a time or two. I been bonded to the firmament, I been bound to love the blues, And I swear to God my friends there's times I been timberbound like you. (Chorus) There seems to be a gap or so I won't go into here And I know there was a sunrise, WW II was in the air. But I carry still the name I bore, some few that I was called. And I've prayed at night a child of mine might bear no name at all. (Chorus) I lived on Fell and Baker, Lord, I loved that slender town, It seemed to be the misty past, I took the long way round. I've seen the circle squared in cedar and the saw go spir'ling round As I waited by the carriage with my mind on Timberbound. (Chorus) I've waited by some breakdowns when I did not have a tool, Lived out my life from hand to hand and been a harp short as a rule, I've spoken to musicians, shit I've listened to the blues, But the boy that's down without a song is the boy that's payin some dues. (Chorus)

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3. Homer

Homer

Homer His name is Homer Pettigrew And he once was a rodeo champ He could ride any bull down in the dust That could snort or kick or stamp Back in '48, in the Lone Star state He still can hear the crowd His name is in the record book But you'd never know that now He'd sing me an old cowboy song In a voice so rough and choked It's been that way ever since the day A horse kicked him in the throat And he'd make some chords on my guitar Like he once knew how to play Ah Homer you must have knocked the cowgirls out Back in your younger days And the wild Texas nights Turned to rainy Portland days Living 'neath the Burnside bridge In a burned out wino's haze How he ever got to be there He never would tell me But each man's got his reasons For the way he wants to be There's one thing that he said to me And it still comes back to haunt Be careful of people with too many things 'Cause they don't know what they want Now the last time I saw Homer He had a bloody head Two bums in from Yakima Tried to steal his stinking bed And the wild Texas nights Turned to rainy Portland days Living 'neath the Burnside bridge In a burned out wino's haze How he ever got to be there He never did tell me But each man's got his reasons For the way he wants to be c 2013 Alllan Wachs

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4. 07 The Lord Will Provide

07 The Lord Will Provide

From the 1979 album "Mountain Roads & City Streets" available on iTunes and finer digital stores everywhere.

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5. Long Way To Go

Long Way To Go

Long Way To Go On a rainy street I’d sing out my soul to make ends meet As the traffic passed I’d sing every song as if it were my last The parade went by broken business men and homeless side by side Lives on the skids and housewives going shopping with the kids And it’s the long way I’ve come Got a long ways to go before I’m done Without a home I wandered city streets unknown On the ragged edge while old men slept in papers ‘neath the bridge I was young and dumb and I know I was luckier than some While beggars starved for real I was trading on my music for a meal And it’s the long way I’ve come Got a long ways to go before I’m done On a steady shift at times I’m glad to be a working stiff The boredom kills but promises and hopes don’t pay the bills It’s a hard luck deal this world men make and take for real Times are tough you get knocked down more than you get picked up And it’s the long way I’ve come Got a long ways to go before I’m done c 2015

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6. Mountain Roads (Acoustic)

Mountain Roads (Acoustic)

MOUNTAIN ROADS The valleys filled with timber and the hills are filled with elk/the sky is filled with thunder, stars and rain. Hiking down this road, I could use a little help/a hand, a lift to ease this aching strain. Lights go rolling by, with visions of the sky/and other private dreams of lost control. Almost in the ditch, no shoes or wheels to switch/and every mile’s bound to take a toll. But it’s all for the ride, it’s all for a taste/it’s all that I can do to get someplace. If you’ve got enough at stake, you can bend or you can break…on these mountain roads. There’s beauty in the deer, the alder, fir and moss/the silent peace of trees can ease your soul. But the hills are turned to slash, sold for pulp wood cut for cash/you can see the scars most anywhere you go. And it’s all for the living of a thousand little towns/each trying to keep from going down. For the simple life it seems, the price is high indeed…on these mountain roads. Once upon this land, the big trees used to stand/now they’re cold, ancient shadows lost in time. There’s echoes in the wind and the ghosts of Indians/praying by the roadside for a sign. I’m still on the edge, hanging by a thread/waiting for some stranger’s distant light. In the darkness and the chill, all I’ve got is my own will/to keep me moving through the night. And it’s all for the ride, it’s all for a taste/there’s slash and second growth most every place. What’s gone is gone, what’s been left still carries on…on these mountain roads. c 1979/2015

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7. Vrp - TRAVELIN' LIGHT 2

Vrp - TRAVELIN' LIGHT 2

Travelin’ Light No shine and no peace No loving release Keep going Sweet dreams but no rest No passing the test Keep going, just keep going Through the hollow of soul Through emptiness whole Through the silence Gotta learn how to wait How to stretch my faith In the silence, in silence And when the darkness is falling A swift descending night When the hard winds are blowing I want to be travelin’ light Can’t give in to the past And all the questions asked With no answers Fear in the eyes Of fools and the wise What comes after is what comes after And when the darkness is falling Day is filled with night When that Great Voice is calling I want to be travelin’ light Words & Music Allan Wachs ©1975/1979/2016

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8. Harp's Hill

Harp's Hill

Guitar/Vocal - Allan Wachs Electric Guitar/Bass Clarinet - Keven Brennan Pedal Steel - Greg Leisz Percussion - Davey Chegwidden Producer - Keven Brennan HARP’S HILL As I took a walk upon Harp’s Hill You lay fast asleep, warm and still Lilacs for my love, roses too And arms to hold her close the long night through All along the moor, and through the dew In the starry light I long for you Lilacs for my love, and roses too and birds that sing like dreams the long night through (bridge) Under the endless sky, ancients pray As the baby sighs the great trees sway As the baby cries the heavens turn Never knowing why the baby learns Dawn upon Harp’s Hill, the fairy’s dance In the misty chill, I hear them chant Lilacs for my love, roses too Bless the one who sleeps, her dreams come true As I took a walk upon Harp’s Hill I came upon this song I sing for you Lilacs for my love, and roses too and birds that sing like dreams the long night through c 2015 Allan Wachs

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9. Willy Loman Blues

Willy Loman Blues

Willy Loman Blues They’ve got you by the ankle boy, they’ve got you by the throat They’ve got you by your credit score, they’ve even got your goat Living in a house of cards, you pray the wind won’t blow Convinced the ashes of your life look like falling snow You wake up in the morning, there’s dirt beneath your shoes Don’t you know you’re waking with the Willy Loman blues Once you were so confident, once you were so sure Once you could have talked yourself through anybody’s door They’re shortening the leash my friend, they’re pulling in the lines They’re breaking all their promises, it’s a shame, yeah, it’s a crime When you’re dreams are cancelled ‘cause you’ve got too much to lose You know you’re being strangled by the Willy Loman blues You thought you’d ride the bubble for as long as you’d choose Banksters making offers you could not refuse Now you’re moaning ‘bout the bail out and getting double crossed But your nest egg has vanished like paradise lost My father was a battered soul, he hated his own life He carved away his broken heart with a cigarette and dinner knife The apartment shack began to crack from tensions in the room The Depression was so long ago, I thought we were immune So strap me to the table boys, feed me my old shoes And tell me tales of escape from the Willy Loman Blues c Allan Wachs 2009

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10. Vrp - BLEEDING HEARTS Mp4

Vrp - BLEEDING HEARTS Mp4

Bleeding Hearts How could I be so naive She even told me it was make-believe Now my heart’s bleeding on my sleeve What a mess, I think I’ll leave She said she didn’t feel the same I thought I heard her call my name So I ran out in the rain To help alleviate the pain (Chorus) But there’s no one calling It’s just the water falling And the wind I’ll never go for that old trick again Love’s some easy change to spend It’s better given than to lend Any takers for a friend Just don’t mutilate or bend (Chorus) c 1977/2015

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11. The Unexamined Life (1972)

The Unexamined Life (1972)

The Unexamined Life (1972) It was a story that no one survived They tried but they could not get by It was an ending to which they were tied The music stopped and then.. Footsteps pounded down the stair Help arrived with little time to spare A pool of blood formed in the air No one saw it but I know that it was there Like the motorcycle smashed up in a heap Some heard the crash but most were asleep I must admit the tears got pretty deep Even the numb were heard to weep My book was published soon after that The Fool worked weekends and wore a watch cap He read it and found a road map He followed to avoid scenes and traps They say ‘Frisco was the heart of the game But the soul was everywhere the same He met her street singing in the rain And figured that his luck might finally change They wandered off to see the city lights And try the unexamined life For a while it almost seemed right Making peace and love day and night And The Fool forgot everything he read Passions fire burned strait through his head Blindly tripping over threads He soon lost everything instead The mark never washed away The Fool tripped north, hitch-hiking ‘cross the bay To the trees evergreen and the skies ever gray And he never looked back until today It’s a story that no one survived They tried but they could not get by It was an ending to which they were tied The music stopped and then.. c 2015 Allan Wachs

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12. When Legends Fall

When Legends Fall

When Legends Fall Verse I The final notes that Miles blew weren't on his horn The angels played on anyways and so he was reborn There was Satchmo's shadow on the wall Coltrane's footstep's down the hall Outside, Gabriel's wailing call Playing, "It's time to go when legends fall" Verse II The hotel room was empty when Big D came in from work He was wearier than usual his old arm ached and hurt He checked the lines for one last call Then found he wasn't alone at all There was Campy saying "let's play some ball' It's time to go when legends fall It's time to go when legends fall... Bridge Had a dream last night or maybe it was my wife's Anyways, it all took place in the afterlife John Wayne was there with a bunch of dead popes They were locked in a cell playing poker in hell They were laughing and telling jokes Verse III You don't have to have a famous epitaph One way or the other you know this world's not meant to last It's a choice to love or hate In this life of give and take We live and die with what we make It's time to go when legends call It's time to go when legends fall.... c 1997 Allan Wachs

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13. Peace Is Not A Gun

Peace Is Not A Gun

peace is not a gun poverty's jungle filled with flame innocent people bearing the blame i see riot police coming, see how they run but one day children will be learning peace is not a gun so many of us are hurting, fear and anger in our eyes no use left believing in this carnival of lies see the palm trees burning, burning in the sun one day children will be learning peace is not a gun i grew up in this city, i am a native son no one takes it serious until bloodshed comes all these armchair politicians can't get nothing done one day children will be learning peace is not a gun firebell's are ringing, this ain't a false alarm everyone's frightened, taking up arms they're keeping us divided when we should be one and children should be learning peace is not a gun shots ring out in a theater near you, in a mall, your office or down at the school one day we'll be together when the killing's done when children will be learning peace is not a gun words & music by allan wachs

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14. When I Was A Hippie

When I Was A Hippie

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15. Aaron's Song

Aaron's Song

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16. Big Boys

Big Boys

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17. Keasey Boy

Keasey Boy

keasey boy keasey boy, won't you come back home keasey boy, can't come back home keasey boy, he has moved on too late coming, now his mama's gone angel baby, don't you cry for me little darlin', don't weep for me pretty babe, don't shed a tear for me i've been out running, lord, i've been out on a spree the lonesome trees they do grow tall the lonesome trees they do grow tall climb too high you fly or fall don't have much money but i give you my all and all rainy winds blow high and low rainy winds blow high and low down abandoned tracks and muddy roads chills the body, not the soul keasey boy, been here and gone the keasey boy, he's been here and gone keasey boy, he has walked on long time running, long time gone c 2013 Allan Wachs

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18. Garage Sale

Garage Sale

GARAGE SALE I sold my past at the garage sale My baseball cards, my bed of nails All my records even Neil Young’s My baby won’t like it but the damage is done You know my baby like’s old Neil Young She’s always liked the songs he sung But when every move is back to one You can't deny the setting sun (Bridge) Fell into a hole, found it was a canyon Just kept going down…..and down... If you don't think once, you can't think twice Every item's got it's price I'll even give you some free advice These days it doesn't pay to be too nice Should I stay or should I bail Maybe I should inhale Pack my bag and hit the trail No happy endings at this sale (Repeat Bridge) Fell into a hole, found it was a canyon Sometimes you play the clown….look down So little darling, dry your eyes He went to sleep with a lullabye It was almost painless, it happened fast It don’t take much to turn the past to trash I sold my past at the garage sale My baseball cards, my bed of nails All my records even Neil Young’s My baby won’t like it but the damage is done c 2014 Allan Wachs

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19. Northwest Passage

Northwest Passage

NORTHWEST PASSAGE When first unto this country A long long time ago The winter was heavy, And the trees were filled with snow Had no friends, I had no money Had no place that I called home And the changes were as many As the things I did not know So I learned to make some money And I learned to make some friends I learned to take my time with things And I learned to make amends I learned to build a fire Though there’s times when I’m still cold I learned what can’t be boughten And I learned what can’t be sold (Chorus) When my body’s gone spread my ashes all around Some out on the waters, some back in the ground Then take me on a mountain and give me to the wind So I can go for one last time to a place I’ve never been Now the winter snows have melted But summer has not come It rains day after day Like it never will be done I love all I’ve been given And everything that’s had a cost I don’t know where I’m headed But I know that I’m not lost (Chorus) Words & Music Allan Wachs c 1976/2015

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