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Started by Kat Kanning, March 21, 2005, 03:56 PM NHFT

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Pat K

Quote from: katdillon on March 24, 2005, 12:50 PM NHFT
Dare I say 'kumbaya'?

Well you sure can, but excuse me if I hurl.

Kat Kanning

Here's another wonderful song from Alan:

Heed The Call Of Freedom
by Alan Milner

To the tune of "Early One Morning"

Heed the call of freedom
It is sounding can you hear it?
It is now, or it is never,
Lift your voice, join in the call.
Freedom is calling you,
Answer what you will do.
It is up to you,
The call has sounded now stand tall.

If Liberty is precious
Help defend it or you'll lose it,
Don't let tyrants take it from you,
Raise your voice when freedom calls.
Freedom is calling you,
Answer what you will do.
It is up to you,
The call has sounded now stand tall.

Join we now together,
In our quest for freedoms riches,
It is now or it is never,
Lift your voice, join in the call.
Freedom is calling you,
Answer what you will do.
It is up to you,
The call has sounded now stand tall.
It is up to you,
The call has sounded now stand tall.

http://www.soulawakenings.com/Heed.mid

AlanM

Finished another song. This is a fun one. I sent Kat the MIDI, don't know if she received it. I can email the MIDI to anyone that wants it

The Legend of Shorty Dawkins
by Alan Milner


Come, gather round, and here this tale,
Of Shorty Dawkins my old friend.
He enjoyed a mug of good brown ale,
The ale, it caused his end.

A legend in the North Country,
The tales of his exploits are legendary
Like the time he stared down a bear cub,
Then sat down for some grub.

Oh his fame it spread far and wide,
His friends all felt such pride,
Just to know Shorty was a joy,
He was a good old boy.

The children all yelled with glee,
When Shorty came to town,
For they knew it was rare to see,
Old Shorty with a frown.

Hoo-ray for Shorty Dawkins,
Hoo-ray for Shorty Dawkins,
Friend to all in the North Country,
Came to town to get some ale,
His thirst it never fails,
So into Caleb Johnson's Bar Shorty went.

Three cheers for Shorty Dawkins,
Three cheers for Shorty Dawkins,
Round after round they consumed that day.
And the one who drank the most,
Was Shorty, that's no boast.
His thirst was legendary
Most ev'ry day.

Now the tale of Shorty Dawkins turns real sad,
It's because of all the ale he had,
As he left the bar he felt nature's call,
And stepped into the alley.

At that time, the Millinocket train came through,
And it hit poor Shorty in the back-side.
We regret to say there is nothing left,
Of poor old Shorty Dawkins,
Of poor old Shorty Dawkins.

Pat K

Thats just what Shorty wanted every one to think.


        Shorty Lives!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Friday

#20
Quote from: Pat K on March 24, 2005, 11:36 PM NHFT
Quote from: katdillon on March 24, 2005, 12:50 PM NHFT
Dare I say 'kumbaya'?

Well you sure can, but excuse me if I hurl.

I'll second that technicolor yawn... 

AlanM

Quote from: Pat K on March 27, 2005, 05:12 PM NHFT
Thats just what Shorty wanted every one to think.


? ? ? ? Shorty Lives!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Who do you think commissioned me to right a song about him?  ;D

Kat Kanning



condon

I don't get it! Why all this hostility toward that timeless musical masterpiece, Kumbaya? Perhaps someone could revise the complex words in the song to apply directly to the Free State and its Porcupines?

Those of you who were lucky enough to be at the Circle of Liberty last year may remember that it was preceded with song-singing and guitar-strumming earlier in the evening. Then as the mood mellowed and minds inflamed with the ingestion of more free state spirits...the Circle was born! The only problem is going to be getting the people back from the NHLA dinner that evening. But the actual Circle of Liberty, with assorted perorations, catcalls, and heartfelt statements of brotherhood and sisterhood in liberty, started *late*.

AlanM

Condon,
It's sort of like hearing "Tomorrow" from the musical Annie. It is a good song but  enough all ready!

Friday

[it would be awesome if somebody brought a banjo to PorcFest!]

East Bound and Down*
(all apologies to Jerry Reed)

East Bound and Down
U-Haul wheels a-rollin'
And we're gonna do what they say can't be done
We've got a long way to go
And a short time to git there
I'm eastbound, now
Watch this Porcupine run!

It's New Hampshire or bust
California can eat my dust
Let it all hang out
Cuz we got a run to make.
This ol' government is abusive
And sweet liberty seems elusive
But we'll get it back
No matter what it takes....

East Bound and Down
U-Haul wheels a-rollin'
And we're gonna do what they say can't be done
We've got a long way to go
And a short time to git there
I'm eastbound, now
Watch this Porcupine run!

*For the benefit of those who did not spend formative years in the South and therefore may actually not know the theme song of "Smokey and the Bandit" (not to mention recalling exactly where they were when they heard that Elvis died), here's a sound clip for the melody of this song:
http://www.towerrecords.com/product.aspx?pfid=1187638

AlanM


AlanM

I have this really good song I found. I can't decide in my mind whether my new lyrics should be about a Winter Snowfall, or perhaps a Lament On The Death Of Shorty Dawkins. Anyone have a preference?

Kat Kanning