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Standin’ Up Again (Jalan Crossland)
Runnin’, Fallin’, Standin’ up again, Standin’ up again
Hand me down my waffle stompers and that bag of wine
Dance and sing like a natural thing, all wrapped in sweet sunshine
Wrapped in sweet sunshine, wrapped in sweet sunshine
Runnin’, Fallin’, Standin’ up again, Standin’ up again
Roll me down a river and I’ll climb the highest tree
Grab a cloud and ride it on down to wherever my true love may be
Wherever my true love may be, wherever my true love may be
Runnin’, Fallin’, Standin’ up again, Standin’ up again
What would you do if I gave to you a bouquet of windmills
Tied a rainbow in your hair, if you didn’t love me then, you never will
If you didn’t love me then, you never will, if you didn’t love me then, you never will Runnin’, Fallin’, Standin’ up again, Standin’ up again
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The Road that Goes to Nowhere (Alysia Kraft)
Ever since you went away
it's a fond and a familiar ache
I take it with me every place because I'm afraid to let it fade
Everywhere I walk I see your face
it's a wonder how you haunt this place
with everything you didn't say
with everything you did
And it goes, for so long...
The reel I play in my mind
the shutter frames in real time
of the snow falling
Two hands over my eyes
and surely I have grown tired
of the road that goes to nowhere...
Getting lost with you
It's easier to let it rest
than to never know just what you'll get
To say too much and then regret the hand that I have shown.
Then I'll get another flash of you, and you feel so real and true.
When I think you really wanted to, my heart is so confused.
And it goes, for so long...
The reel I play in my mind
the shutter frames in real time
of the snow falling
Two hands over my eyes
and surely I have grown tired
of the road that goes to nowhere...
Getting lost with you
Maybe I'll see you in the summertime
without thinking of your skin on mine
without every moment we spent playing in my mind
You know it was hard on me,
waiting there for anything,
Willing to love and so willing to be wrong.
And it goes, for so long...
The reel I play in my mind
the shutter frames in real time
of the snow falling
Two hands over my eyes
and surely I have grown tired
of the road that goes to nowhere...
Getting lost with you
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One Good Wing (Aaron Davis)
Know that I could fly on one good wing
Once you gave me your love today
I can fly on one good wing
Knowing your voice, in the end, will sing
Must hold out hope for spring
A fleeting import in Wyoming
Justifies for us, the works
Greens and blues, creeks and cirques
We could be in Rawlins, we could go to Spain
We could be in some dark alley, you know it’d be the same
Mountain air is a bridge to you
Helping me, earn the peace of simple ways
The song that belongs to us is kept
In my chest and in my breath
Know that I could fly on one good wing
Once you gave your love today
I can fly on one good wing
Knowing your voice, in the end, will sing
Keepin’ weird is simple, keeping it simple’s flying
What we keep is only dust if it’s not inside of us
I will bring my good wing, you will bring your good wing
Together we unfold, together we sing
Be kind to yourself as you’ve ever been
Even the darkest days have sun
Day by Day
Day by Day
Day by Day
Day by Day
Day by Day
Day by Day
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AM Revival (Jordan Smith)
I found that peace ain’t rolling down a river
Giving up a vice, getting into one more
Wasting all your time, try to settle that score again
Ain’t ever gonna win
Everybody wants to know what you’re chasing
After all the smoke clears, they’re walking away
It ain’t ever gonna change
Chorus
I found that peace ain’t rolling down a river
It’s somewhere between a back row sinner
And a small town, Sunday morning hallelujah coming down
There’s A.M. revival playin’ on the radio
It’s the only station your truck wants to pick up
When your heart won’t go
And when your heart won’t go
You keep driving down the road
Try to find a love worth going all in on
Try to be the one someone can depend on
When the going gets hard
Try to chase a dream higher than a Colorado sunset
Let me know when you find it
Don’t let it go
Chorus
Every heart break
Every mistake you’ve ever made
You can leave ‘em they can stay
Chorus
When you’re heart won’t go
You keep driving down the road
When your heart won’t go
Keep driving down the road
Keep driving down the road
Keep driving down the road
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Ghosted by the Muse (Jason Tyler Burton)
Well tonight I saw my muse sneaking out the backdoor with her friends
After telling me she was tired and thinking about heading home and turning in
I cannot say I blame her for ghosting me cause I always sing the blues
And my fear of failure says - If you don't try boy, you don't have to lose
And I'm old enough to know better, but I'm still young enough to try
So I'm going to chase this muse forever, keep falling down until I learn to fly
Well something was different in me this time so I followed her out into the night
And I found her at another bar, I sat down, going to try to make things right
I bought her a drink and oh so gently asked her for a song
But she just stared down at her glass and I knew once again I got there wrong
And I'm old enough to know better, but I'm still young enough to try
So I'm going to chase this muse forever, keep falling down until I learn to fly
And I said “Can we start over? Never should have asked you for that song
It's just I'm a little lonely, I really want someone to sing along”
With that, she picked her hand up from her glass and slowly pushed her hair behind her ear
She said “why'd it take you so long boy to say the words I wanna hear”
She said "we're old enough to know better, but we're still young enough to try
So let's chase this dream forever, keep falling down until we learn to fly"
She said "we're old enough to know better, but we're still young enough to try
So let's chase this muse forever, keep falling down until we learn to fly"
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Red Forest 1918 (J Shogren)
I was out back
Splitting wood
Just like every October
Mail train came by
Spitting out sparks
You could feel the heat on your shoulder
The season was dry
The slash piles were high
Swamps long drained and level
I wish you coulda heard the wind that day
It sounded like the work of the devil
Air smelled of smoke
Hills a red glow
You could see the flames at the trestle
But the log mills rolled on
All the men had jobs
The Timekeepers kept them on schedule
The season was dry
Our boys were all at war
Many things in this world do collide
We sang the Old Rugged Cross from the river that night
I made a lot of promises
when we first met
Most of them I meant
But to love you more when the times got hard
Well, that’s the one I’ve kept
Wake up the children
House to house
The flames they were jumping
I wish you coulda heard the wind that night
It sounded like the Second Coming
Feel the heat as
We ran across the fields
Hope we could make it to the river
The Perssons they waved
From root cellar graves
All will be forgiven
The season was dry
Our boys were all at war
Many things in this world don’t seem right
We sang the Old Rugged Cross from the river that night
On a hill-far away-stood an old rugged cross
On a hill-far away-stood an old rugged cross
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The Jury - Sarah Sample
04:55
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The Jury (performed by Sarah Sample, written by her sister, Kate Graves)
Every day I run the tape back through my mind
Search for every clue that I can find
Then every afternoon I call the judge
Plead my case for what became of us
Every player plays their part in perfect time
Guilt and shame go back-and-forth about the crimes
While heartache sits real quiet in the back
Cause who wants to hear anymore from that
Chorus
I just want to hear the gavel pound
Lust wanna verdict to come down
But that day never seems to come
It all just sit here left undone
And I iust wanna blame someone
But the jury's hung
You'd think I'd find some peace and move along
Word has it that's what you've done
Guess it's all those things I can't take back
Keeps me running down this crooked track
Chorus
Once in a while I can let it all rest
Let time and unturn all the stones
See us as two people who tried their best
But then I can't leave it alone
Chorus
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Orchard (Christian Wallowing Bull)
She’s my water and my wine
I think about her all the time
I think this one thing is true
I left my heart with you
and I really do not mind the drive
Several days have passed us by
still, I see your neon light
I see her in the crowd
an over-crowded lounge
she’s the neon in my life
She’s my orchard apricot
semi-sweet and semi-not
A tiny symphony
she plays her song for me
she’s the sweetest apricot
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Wheelhouse Two (Low Water String Band, lyrics by Joe LeFevre)
There's a line to toe, a line to hold
There's a long white stripe in the middle of the road
C'mon with me, if you wanna go
We're gonna see just where it leads
We're gonna float along easy as the breeze
Well it's a high time, when we got time to kill
We be fishing in the river, or riding in the hills
Who put the moon in the moonshine still?
Well it must have been you or was it me?
We're gonna float along easy as the breeze
Well it's six of one, half a dozen of the other
It's gonna be a long one, hang in there brother
Gotta make sure what Cha want is what Cha need,
When you float along as easy as the breeze
It's sink or swim, it's high or low
It's hold up man, now go go go
Now, now we putting lines in the middle of the road
Cause we know where they lead
Gonna float along as easy as the breeze
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It’s a damn expensive town to be broke in
I wish everything that glittered and shined was gold
and if ever there was a time when I needed
I wish this damned old Song had sold
CHORUS
Pay my rent get my bills
Saddle up and take another swill
Because it ain’t coming easy if it comes at all
I’m Broke in a Small Town
Boy was I naive to think I had landed
or that a band of thieves could hold me at all
or that a house on the hill was something I wanted
or that a home was anything I could fill
CHORUS
Pay my bills get my rent
I’m saving up every heaven cent
It ain’t coming easy if it comes at all
I’m Broke in a Small Town
VERSE 1
Chorus 1
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Was There Ever a Doubt in the World? (Bob Lefevre)
Was there ever a doubt in the world? Something had to get lost in the crowd
While this carnival twisted and twirled We got caught up in singing aloud
The best of us slip from the table
'Round our feet they collect on the floor
Like drunkards we rise to our own as we're able And stumble away through the door
This year was a bad one for sure
Though we figured we'd fight it somehow
And the part of you on which I'd come to rely Has slipped away with the best of me now
Was there ever a doubt in the world?
Did the scenery change in your mind?
Did you notice the part that was twisted and jaded Was running away at the time
Did you ever imagine the cost
Stop and add up the things that were spent
When you tallied the toll of the loss
Were you left asking where it all went
Was there ever a doubt in the world?
Was there ever a doubt in your mind?
Do you know what it was that has kept you away? The memory, the heartache, or the time?
So this year I can turn this around My year to maybe set it all down
Maybe now I can set it all down...
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Year’s Divide (Inland Isle, lyrics by Patrick Chadwick)
The stars came out this morning
And laid the sun to rest
You found a four-leaf clover
In paranoid distress
And I’m on my way to see you
Across a year’s divide
There’s nothing truth can’t ruin
When coming from all sides
The antidote’s delivered
It circles in my blood
Proud dissidents they quiver
Hey hey here comes a flood
We’re staring down a volcano
But I’ve got my rights, do you?
Take them with me underground
Almost over now
Smoke’s drifting through
I’ve got my rights, do you?
Just as selfish as it sounds
Like a shot with no arc
Like a fly through the rain
We’ve broke our brains
If part of you is undecided
I wish you’d retrace your path
We’ll go back to where this started
And pull our heads out of our ass
We’re staring down a volcano
But I’ve got my rights, do you?
Take them with me underground
Almost over now
Smoke’s drifting through
I’ve got my rights, do you?
Just as selfish as it sounds
Like a shot with no arc
Like a fly through the rain
We’ve broke our brains
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‘Til It Ain’t (Shawn Hess)
Here we are again, we’re giving this thing one more try.
‘Cause we’ve always been so good at finding one more reason why.
You know I love you still, and I’ve heard you still love me too.
And we might love one another more than anybody else would do.
So maybe this go-round, we’ll have found where we’ve gone wrong,
or we might find it was better off left alone all along.
‘Cause it’s always just as good each time it begins as it is bad each time when it ends.
Oh it’s always great until it ain’t, time and time again.
Oh it’s always great until it ain’t, time and time again.
Here we are again, we’re giving this thing one more shot.
‘Cause you could never know if this time’s the time or just another time that it’s not.
You know you’re in my heart, and it’s always on my mind:
What if our love’s the kind of love that few lovers ever find.
So maybe this go-round, it’s finally gonna take, or maybe this go-round
we’ll go right back to making all the same mistakes.
‘Cause it’s always just as good each time it begins as it is bad each time when it ends.
Oh it’s always great until it ain’t, time and time again.
Oh it’s always great until it ain’t, time and time again.
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Green Pastures (performed by Isaac Hayden, co-written by Isaac Hayden, Anthony Billups)
Riding out into the unknown
Riding away for the last time
Out on the horizon is a new dream
Someplace that I can call mine
Never been one much for crying
Never could hold on to a lie
I tried without you but I’m dyin’
And dyin’ real slow ain’t no life
Show me green pastures
Show me where I belong
I’m searching for the ever after
O lord, won’t you show me home
People say love can last forever
Most the ones I have loved are gone
It still feels true that we’re together
But there’s nothin left to hold on
All the words I can find are failing
Every door I walk through is wrong
There’s nothing here but a memory
So I best get on with gettin on
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The WyoFolk Project Wyoming
A compilation of 14 previously unreleased works by 14 of Wyoming’s
celebrated songwriters. Recorded July
to September 2022 at Three
Hearted Recording in Hoback, Wyoming. Supported in part by grant
funding from the Wyoming Arts Council, National Endowment for the
Arts and the Wyoming Legislature.
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