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Old Black Roller
03:08
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Old Black Roller
Taller than the sky
Old Black Roller
He's angrier this time
Old Black Roller
Chasing out our plows
Raining down pneumonia
Killing all our cows
Old Black Roller
Why'd you come today?
Half of Oklahoma
Is blowing dead away
Dust might choke us
Lord, let us prevail
We're from Oklahoma
We're hard as horse shoe nails
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Lily Of The Valley
03:08
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Lily Of The Valley
She said that I was
bound to be her lover
And I thought
that meant holding hands
Two foolish children
Off in the fields
That girl was always
making plans
But Lily of the Valley
Disappeared like picnics in the rain
Yes, I searched for her in vain
But her Grandpa packed her up and
Moved her back to Tennessee
I always thought he meant to
Hide her from me
I wonder if she thinks about me today
Lily of the Valley was her name
Lily of the Valley
Disappeared like picnics in the rain
Yes, I searched for her in vain
But her Grandpa packed her up and
Moved her back to Tennessee
I always thought he meant to
Hide her from me
I wonder if she thinks about me today
Lily of the Valley was her name
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So Far Away
02:51
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So Far Away
I’m so far away
On this Monday
Still more miles away from your arms
I’ve been riding
Hitch and hiking
Never-minding honking cars
Since I went west
On this blind quest
Waking cold and wet inside these barns
How in the world did I get so far
And where would I be without my star?
When I get there
I’ll call for you
But will you coma a-running when I do?
I’m so far away
Lost three times a day
Tripping sideways
to pass the time
I’ve been thinking
All this weekend
Was I drinking
Or was I right?
They’ve got land there
We can plan there
Take our start there
Restart our life
Chorus
I’m so far away
On this Friday
Still more miles away from your arms
I’ve been riding
Hitch and hiking
Never-minding honking cars
Since I went west
On this blind quest
Waking cold and wet inside these barns
Chorus
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4. |
Ride That Train
04:09
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From the album "Dust Bowl - American Stories"
Words and music © Grant Maloy Smith (BMI)
℗ 2017 Suburban Cowboy Music
Produced by Grant Maloy Smith and Jeff Silverman
Grant Maloy Smith is an American Roots Singer/Songwriter with a country bent. His songs tell heartfelt stories about real people, and are unfailingly optimistic and forward looking. His 2017 album "Dust Bowl - American Stories" is earning rave reviews, including one from NO DEPRESSION, the bible of American Roots music. “Grant’s ability to capture the heartland in his music is amazing ... he has written A heartland masterpiece ... lyrics and music as potent as Woody Guthrie ... sent chills down my spine ... bound to become a classic ... A reminder of the darker period of Bob Dylan, and it’s that good, that memorable...” Grant is a member of the Recording Academy (the Grammys®), the AMA, the CMA, and is a BMI Recording artist.
Vocals, Guitar, Piano: Grant Maloy Smith
Dobro: Rob Ickes
Fiddle: Steve Stokes
B3: Tommy Mandel
Bass: Bill Wittman
Drums: Skoota Warner
℗ 2017 Suburban Cowboy Music
Bass, Drums and B3 recorded at PIE Studio, Glen Cove, NY (Engineered by Perry Margouleff and Matt Sornik)
Vocals, Guitar and Piano recorded at Suburban Cowboy Studio, Wakefield, RI
Dobro and fiddle recorded at Palette Studio, Nashville, TN
LYRICS
Ride That Train
I still dream
But I can’t sleep without
I still roam
But I’m not free
I still rise
Even when I’m falling
Don’t you wait
Don’t wait for me
Ride that train
Light that flame
without me
Ride that train
Break that chain to me
I still love
Yes, I still love you
I still ache
But I don’t seem to care
You were all
All I ever wanted
Don’t look back;
You ain’t headed there
Ride that train
Light that flame
without me
Ride that train
Break that chain to me
There’s no sky
No clouds above me
No fear
Or chores to do
And no wings for me to fly on
Fly on high
Back to you
Ride that train
Light that flame
without me
Ride that train
Break that chain to me
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Isht A Lhampko (Have Strength)
Earth below my blanket
Sky above my head
Just outside my vision
The night was turning red
Water is like our lifeline
Rain is like our blood
Why’s our whole world dying?
Lord, what have we done?
But it’s all right
We’re still breathing
Isht a Lhampko
We’re not leaving
Air has come against
Clouds of humma roll
Listen to the wind song
Singing from his soul
Fire has cooked our rabbits
And lit our sky for years
We will not be beaten
We walked the trail of tears
Chorus
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Me Time
02:36
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Me Time
Farmers hours everyday
Digging holes doesn’t pay
Throw a little smile my way
Spread it around
64 through Tennessee
Little Rock on 63
Choctaw beer is calling me
Honky-tonk bound
It’s me time
I finally got some free time
Yeah me time
You gotta let me be time
It’s me time
For just a while
Punching cows
Chasing hogs
Running fence and
Chopping logs
Shelterbelts to tip the odds
Lord, what a sight
So clear the decks and
Close the blinds
Cut the bait and pull the lines
I’m fixing to do
every kind of nothing I can find
Chorus
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Pushing Back The Wind
03:17
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Pushing Back The Wind
There’s never been a day
I didn’t fall in love - In love with you again
When I try to change
It’s like I’m pushing back - Pushing back the wind
There’s always something wrong
Living in this world
Sometimes folks don’t feel like they belong
We’ve got to talk them in
‘Cause they’re just pushing back
Pushing back the wind
I put these hands to work each day
They’re rough and they show my age
But I held our babies
Gentle and true
Like the way that I held
Like the way that I held you
We’re far from where we came
Working in these fields
Breathing in this air
When I pray for rain
It’s like I’m pushing back
Pushing back the wind
Chorus
So let me say again
Living without you
That’s like pushing back
That’s like pushing back the wind
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8. |
Never Seen The Rain
03:29
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Never Seen The Rain
I’ve seen kings
who were not free
I’ve seen lovers
gazing up at me
I’ve seen tracks
without a train
But I’ve never
seen the rain
I’ve seen men
with desperate hearts
I’ve seen comets
dance among the stars
I’ve known slaves
who broke their chains
But I’ve never
seen the rain
We worked the land
to death
Me, and my brother
‘til April Fourteen, Nineteen Thirty-five
Oklahoma, you were
like our mother
Oh, my
Never Seen the Rain
I’ve been hugged and I’ve been kissed
I’ve been knocked down
by an angry fist
I’ve seen blizzards
sweep the plain
But I’ve never seen the rain
Trials like this
are bound to pass
Plow up all
that prairie grass
And tell it on the weather vane
‘cause I’ve never seen the rain
Chorus
Cows and pigs and bathtub gin
Come Bakersfield
we’ll start again
Boxcar blues and guitars play
‘Cause I’ve never seen the rain
Chorus
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All The Long Way
03:35
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All The Long Way
Fate can show kindness
When she’s dealing out heat
She stitches our lifelines
Bitter and sweet
Now all of our horses
And all of our men
Can’t put together
The things that we bent
No, my son
Can’t put together
The things that we bent
All the way
All the long way
Take my hand
and hold on
All the way
We’ll find peace
where your brother has gone
Hope is a potion
But it’s not hard to get
No silver-tongued salesman
Has bottled it yet
Now all of our horses
And all of our men
Can’t put together
The things that we bent
All the way
All the long way
Take my hand
and hold on
All the way
We’ll find peace
where your sister has gone
All the way
We’ll find peace
where your mother has gone
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I Come From America
02:48
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I Come From America
Can you see the Texas
in my eyes?
I left her but she’s
still strong in me
We broke down in Kingman
so we Walked to Bakersfield
Don’t you know
the mother road?
I Come from America
America, America
I Come from America
America’s from me
Can you hear the pilgrim in my voice?
Blown ashore by unforgiving winds
Beggars can’t be choosers
But we choose
to still be men
Don’t you know – don’t you know?
Chorus
We’re the desperate and unwanted
We’re the strangers from the shanty side of town
Do my eyes look proud but haunted?
That’s the destiny in me
That’s the Texas that you see
Can you feel the prairie on my skin?
Baked and brown
from work and sweat and tears
Daddy always told me
That the dirt would
take us in
Don’t you know?
Don’t you know?
I Come from America
America, America
I Come from America
America’s from me
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Daddy, If You Have to Go
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Daddy, If You Have To Go
“Daddy, don’t go”
Said the grown-up child
Why can’t we set together
for a while?
Your eyes are tired
Lord, the things they’ve seen
I wish you’d squeeze my hand
And stay with me
But Daddy, if you have to go
Save me a place in Heaven
Forever never ends
I’ll be with you again
I know
Daddy, if you have to go
save me a place in Heaven
I’m not scared anymore
Daddy, if you have to go
We spent that day
Talking about the past
The time I took your truck
and run her out of gas
We laughed and cried
and we traded memories
I saw my life through your eyes
Smiling back at me
Chorus
We fell into silence as the shadows climbed the walls
I watched your chest arise
And with each breath I watched it fall
I thought about my mama
And I knew you missed her, too
Taken way too early
But you’ll be there with her soon
Chorus
I’m not scared any more - Daddy, go
I ain’t scared anymore - Daddy, go
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And The Rain Comes Down
04:40
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And The Rain Comes Down
Fate turns like an old oak wheel
It turned me around
Warm boots and a brand new deal
Look at me now
I’ve been known to sit and watch the starlight turn to dawn
And I’ve been known to sit and listen to the crickets carrying on
All the ways a man can fail
Well, I’m sure I’ve tried them all
All the times you told me that
You loved me anyway
All our disappointments,
Well, they washed away today
I raise my arms
And the rain comes down
I close my eyes
And it heals me
I lift my heart
and the rain comes down
It comes down on me
Time burns like a Coleman lamp
Until we are through
Each boy loses his old man
It’s simple but true
I’ve been known to take a good idea out too far
And I’ve been known to end up
Like the dog who caught the car
All the ways a man can fail
I sure did try them all
All the times you told me that you loved me anyway
All our disappointments
Well, they washed away today
I raise my arms
And the rain comes down
I close my eyes
And it heals me
I lift my heart
and the rain comes down
It comes down on me
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Old Black Roller
Old black roller
Taller than the sky
Old black roller
He’s angrier this time
Old black roller
Chasing out our plows
Raining down pneumonia
Killing all our cows
Old black roller
Why’d you come today?
Half of Oklahoma
Is blowing dead away
Dust might choke us
Lord let us prevail
We’re from Oklahoma
We’re hard as horse shoe nails
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Grant Maloy Smith South Kingstown, Rhode Island
Grant Maloy Smith is a singer-songwriter of American Roots music. He was born in Jacksonville, Florida about 60 miles from the Georgia state line. In 2012 he dove deep into the Americana scene, writing and producing the breakthrough 2013 album YELLOW TRAILER, which was in contention in three categories in the Grammys. The follow-on album DUST BOWL will be released in early 2017. ... more
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