Track 7

After going to Chief's funeral, I am glad that I am doing this. At his, they had a slide show of pictures and displays of pictures of his life. Trust me, it was not enough to begin to even show what this man did. Since I have always tried to stay behind the camera, I don't think that will be much an option; along with everything else. At one time, maybe-not now. Anyway, this music would be good. And for my number seven selection is this from Confederate Railroad. Their music maybe thought of as country but I consider it country rock. Don't get me wrong; I love it. Just not true country. Not to say that they don't touch you, as this one did. Never could get the hang of playing guitar, wish I had. There is a part in there about always wanting to make one last journey home, and I understand that. Just not sure which "home"; Glasgow or Kemper. And the music, Walk in the Garden and Old Rugged Cross, those are nice traditional ones also, I wouldn't mind. As much as I would say 'Dixie' I can't. I maybe a rebel, but The only thing that will make me rise up out of a grave and haunt people is "Amazing Grace" on the bagpipes. Yeah I know they did it in Star Trek, but I don't want it! I love Amazing Grace, and want the one I played on for the record to play if nothing else. Amazing Grace/Aloha Oi combo would be great.


He had a Martin
I had a Fender
We were thirteen years of age
Out back in the tool shed
We were searching for a sound
Every day all through the summer
We'd rock 'n roll 'n rage
All the neighbors kept complaining
But it never slowed us down

We sang three verses of Dixie
Can't Get No Satisfaction
Rainy Day Women # 12 & 35
Try A Little Tenderness
A Whiter Shade Of Pale
Turn! Turn! Turn!
For What It's Worth
And Long Black Veil

We moved out to California
Shooting for the stars
The biggest thing since Elvis
Nothing could go wrong
But they took us for all our money
And everything else we owned
So we got ourselves some whiskey
And we drank it all night long

We sang three verses of Dixie
Can't Get No Satisfaction
Rainy Day Women
And A Bad Moon On The Rise
Try A Little Tenderness
A Whiter Shade Of Pale
Turn! Turn! Turn!
For What It's Worth
And Long Black Veil

Oh he never quite got over it
And we went our separate ways
He traded in his music
For cocaine nights and reckless days
Still I knew he always wanted
To make one last journey home
Near a small white church in the valley
Beneath a wooden bridge
Patiently we waited on the cold Alabama ground
And the preacher he started preaching
About our life and about out times
The sun was slowly sinking
As we laid his body down
And we sang three verses of Dixie
What A Friend We Have In Jesus
Walk In The Garden
And The Old Rugged Cross
Try A Little Tenderness
A Whiter Shade Of Pale
Turn! Turn! Turn!
For What It's Worth
And Long Black Veil