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Here are the lyrics for all 13 songs on the Live CD **Please note that the capitalized letter indicates the One of each bar, and should the One of any bar not have a lyric, there is a forward slash (/) to indicate the bar line -----------------------------------------------   Yes I Can publisher - Tro-Devon Music auteur &endash; Bob Ruzicka In C, weird chord in solo in E7+9; Norm MacPherson is playing a Strat.   * / i'll be a dandy in the City, i'll be Rugged if we move back to the Land. / i'll be a latin Lover, or I 'll be a fa-mily mAn. * yes i Can, yes i Can, / any way you want me here i Am. yes i Can, yes i Can, i can be your Life, be your lover, or be your Man. * / i'll be a rodeo Rider. perhaps a Tall dark stranger riding into tOwn. a Lover or a dreamer or a Fighter. if it's What you need, i won't let you dOwn * yes i Can, yes i Can, / any way you want me here i Am. yes i Can, yes i Can, i can be your Life, be your lover, or be your Man. * / i'll be a shoulder for you to Cry on, although Some say i 'll be a devil in disguise. Really i'll be someone you can reLy on. i'll be Funny, i'll be foolish , i'll be Wise. * yes i Can, yes i Can, / any way you want me here i Am. yes i Can, yes i Can, i can be your Life, be your lover, or be your Man. * me voiLa, me voiLa, / comme tu m'as voulu, me voiLa. me voiLa, me voiLa, comme la Vie, ton amor, ton amI. * just to be your Life, or your lover. / you'll never need another, be your Life, be your lover or be your Man.   Tour Schedule - Press Kit - Discography - Contact - Buy - Product Info - Home   Stars publisher &endash; Cherry Lane Music auteur &endash; Tom Paxton/Mark Elliot/Valdy In E, up to F for the last verse and chorus   * the Wright brothers knew, that In their own time, they would Take to the skies, on wide Wings they would climb. there were Those that said "no, this could Never be." but those Dreamers took flight , back in (9/8) Nineteen- oh-three, they had * (6/8) Stars, stars, Stars in their eyes, an Endless horizon, a Miracle prize, they had Stars, stars, Stars in their eyes, and they Would not take no, for an (9/8) Answer. * (6/8) Old mother jones, pure Union was she, they Tossed her in jail , back in Nineteen &endash;thirteen, she Worked for the miners, all Fire and rage, saying Labour is worthy of a (9/8) True living wage, she had * (6/8) Stars, stars, Stars in their eyes,…… …. and she Would not take no, for an (9/8) Answer. * (6/8) woody Guthrie was a man, and woody Guthrie wrote songs, he Stood for the fight, that cruel Hunger is wrong. and he Never stopped caring, and he Never stopped trying. with Hope and defiance, he (9/8) Sent his songs flying. he had * (6/8) Stars, stars, Stars in his eyes,…… …. and he Would not take no for an (9/8) Answer. * (6/8) there are People who struggle to read Signs every day, saying What is it that's written there and What does it say, and Oh for the courage these Learners display, for they Will not take no for an (9/8) Answer, they have * (6/8) Stars, stars, Stars in their eyes, an Endless horizon, a Miracle prize, they have Stars, stars, Stars in their eyes, and they Will not take no, for an (9/8) Answer. Mm-m-m- (6/8) mm * now the Doomsdayers claim, that Children today, they care Nothing at all, for a World far away, and yet Under their cool, and their Careful disguise, we are Looking at young ones with (9/8) Stars in their eyes, they have * (6/8) Stars, stars, Stars in their eyes, an Endless horizon, a Miracle prize, they have Stars, stars, Stars in their eyes, and they Will not take no, for an Answer.   Tour Schedule - Press Kit - Discography - Contact - Buy - Product Info - Home   Abdication Blues publisher &endash; Well Written Songs auteur &endash; Valdy   * Come on men let's abdicate, Let's suck back and take a break, we've been Too long in the driver's seat, the (6/4) Shoes have now outgrown our feet. it's (4/4) High time we changed our role, could be Women's turn to take control. * now This idea might make us squirm, but a Softer grip can be just as firm. Soon we will have settled in, (6/4) Saved from who we might have been. (4/4) I'm not saying we'ld live in peace, but i (6/4) Bet we'ld see the odds increase. * now Governing and passing laws, there's nothing here that's new, Nothing that a modern woman (6/4) Hasn't learned to do. * (4/4 so Come on men, here's the plan, we'll Jump out of the frying pan, Clear the griddle, clear the stove (6/4) Stroll on down to the cherry grove we'll (4/4) Pick some fruit, pack it home, we'll Bake a pie and we'll plant the stones * Come on men, heed the call , let's vote Women to represent us all. Soon we'll see this nation flower when (6/4) Women wield the hand of power, and Soon they might tire of all the gripes and the grieving, and they'll (4/4) Share the power, and we'll be Even.   Tour Schedule - Press Kit - Discography - Contact - Buy - Product Info - Home   Hard Rain publisher &endash; Well Written Songs auteur &endash; Valdy   * Bobby lived on the edge of town with his (6/4) Folks and his kid sister, his (4/4) School was cool, and as a rule, he (6/4) Seldom ever missed her. But that (4/4) Freezing rain fell from the skies, (6/4) Bobby's world was turned to ice. it was a (4/4) Hard rain, it was the (3/4) Hardest rain he'd ever (4/4) Seen. * Bobby lived up on the seventh floor with (6/4) View out o'er the va-lley. there were (4/4) Willows by the creek out front and proud (6/4) Elm trees in the alley. but that (4/4) Freezing rain kept pouring down (6/4) All that beauty hit the ground. it was a (4/4) Hard rain, it was the (3/4) Hardest rain he'd ever (4/4) Seen. * that Hard rain kept on falling for Days and nights and days. / hydro transmission towers, Toppled 'neath the weight. Hospitals and homes went dark it was a Horror to behold. Millions of canadians, (6/4) Caught out in the cold. * (4/4) Bobby's home was nothing fancy, his (6/4) Folks still paid a rental. they made (4/4) Just enough to make it by, witho-(6/4)-Ut much supplemental. but that (4/4) Freezing rain, it hung around so long, (6/4) Jobs were lost, and money gone. it was a (4/4) Hard rain, it was the (3/4) Hardest rain he'd ever (4/4) Seen. it was a Hard rain.   Tour Schedule - Press Kit - Discography - Contact - Buy - Product Info - Home   Killer Bees publisher &endash; Well Written Songs auteur &endash; Mike Williams   * Stuck here in the north land, in the Ice and snow, Dreaming 'bout a southern home, Wishing i could go. you Know i love san antone, i'ld Crawl there on my knees, (2/4) but i Can't go back to (4/4) Texas, on account of the killer Bees. * they Came across the border, in the Spring of '92, a Billion little stingers with a Bad attitude. a Serious genetic mix-up, that Nature will not fix, and they (2/4) Drove me out of (4/4) San antone in the fall of ninety-Six. * i Moved up north to waco, didn't Want to move that far, but in Two years the bees arrived and Left me with these scars. I know they remember, they've got a Mind like a hive, and (2/4) If they ever (4/4) Catch me out they won't leave me aLive. * now i'm Living in places, where I would never go, i've Learned to run from the sun, i've Learned to love the snow. i Follow global warming, like Migrants follow crops, and the Bees keep a'coming and i Don't know if they'll stop, / no i don't know if they'll Stop. * by the Turn of the century, they Had me on the move, the Bees took oklahoma, Then they took saint lou. by the Time they got to thunder bay, i had Left that southern land, (2/4) Looking for a (4/4) Glacier, for a place to make a Stand. * now the Ice cap is melting, as i'm Nearing the pole, i've Come in to the region of the Ozone hole. them Ultra violet rays will turn my Skin into swiss cheese, so I (2/4) Carry an um-(4/4)-Brella, while i'm running from the Bees. * Maybe when the bees get to the Ozone hole they'll die. They haven't got umbrellas, they'll just Shrivel up and fry. Maybe they'll mutate into a Kinder, gentler bee. i (2/4) Hope it doesn't (4/4) Piss 'em off, they'll take it out on Me. * now i'm Living in places, where I would never go, i've Learned to run from the sun, i've Learned to love the snow. i Follow global warming, like Migrants follow crops, and the Bees keep a'coming and i Don't know if they'll stop, / no i don't know if they'll Stop. * Stuck here in the north land, in the Ice and snow, Dreaming 'bout a southern home, Wishing i could go. you Know i love san antone, i'ld Crawl there on my knees, (2/4) but i Can't go back to (4/4) Texas, on account of the killer Bees.   Tour Schedule - Press Kit - Discography - Contact - Buy - Product Info - Home   Daddy's Okay publisher - Rock Headquarters / Sloth Music auteur &endash; Valdy I play this in D-tuning, that's bass E string down a tone to D   Daddy's coming home tonight from Three weeks on the road. Sure has come to miss you kids, More than you might know. it's hard some times to slow down, after Moving every day. but Don't you worry daddy's okAy he may Stammer and may stutter, he may Jumble up the facts. but coming Home from the fast lane is a Whole new ball of wax. Next town next day, Fly, eat, snooze, play, Don't you worry daddy's okAy. he's just a little bit Wired, / he's just a little bit Tired. he's simply over inSpired, but hey dOn't you worry, daddy's okAy. he may Seem a little stranger than the Day he disappeared. but if the Road was a bed of roses, there'ld be Lots more of us here. Know he loves you all a lot, though at Times it seems like he forgot, Don't you worry daddy's okAy. so Try and take it easy on him, Try and be a friend. if you Whine and clutch and fight too much, it'll Drive him 'round the bend. Don't go fussing, thinking something's Plugged in the wrong way. Don't you worry daddy's okAy. he's just a little bit Wired, / he's just a little bit Tired. he's simply over inSpired, but hey dOn't you worry daddy's okAy. he's come a little unDone, / he's just a little less Young. / but he's still having his Fun, so hey don't you worry, daddy's okAy.   Tour Schedule - Press Kit - Discography - Contact - Buy - Product Info - Home   Rosie publisher &endash; Well Written Songs auteur &endash; Valdy   * Rosie had been born with sight, but Lost it in an accident. No one bore the blame, she had been Young, and knew no better. Rosie grew accustomed to a World that had no day and night. at Times she'ld up and wander off, and Everybody let her oh Everybody let her. Oh, Oh the misery of missing Rosie. * her Farm was north of little fort, with Fields down to the water's edge. she Must have walked those trails 'bout a Thousand times or more. All that spring it never froze, the Thaw was quick, and the river rose, and the Path that rosie trod it was no Longer on the shore. it was no Longer on the shore. oh oh Oh the misery of missing Rosie. * with that Thomson river thundering by, it Caught poor rosie by surprise, it Picked her up and it carried her aWay. that Wild ride must have amazed her, Down past litton , where the fraser Picked her up and shot her through hell's Gate. * Here's where fact became a legend, Tourists on the canyon edge looked Down and saw a cow, climbing Out of all that foam. our Rosie hadn't been afraid, she Hadn't seen the trip she'd made, she Stood there blind and cold and kinda Wishing she was home. kinda Wishing she was home, oh oh Oh the misery of missing Rosie, Oh the misery of missing Rosie. * they Got a crane on a giant truck, and With a blend of skill and luck, they Lowered a sling and they hauled her up, and Put her in a trailer. acCording to recent reports, she's Living north of little fort, her Belly's full, and the grass is short, and she's No longer a sailor, she is No longer a sailor, and now there's No more misery for missing Rosie. No more misery for missing Rosie.   Tour Schedule - Press Kit - Discography - Contact - Buy - Product Info - Home   Goodness Knows publisher &endash; Well Written Songs / Nashville Geographic auteur &endash; Valdy / Lisa Aschmann In D, no surprises, played w/ Gary Fjellgaard, a D-28 and an OM-28 together.   i Rode a horse called reason, i was Ground into the dust. i Rode a horse called passion, / wanderlust. i Rode a horse called spirit, and it Brought me to this place. Where will i ride to toDay, goodness knows. Where will i ride to toDay. I Rode out of el paso, both Sides of the rio grande. I rode North from montana, through a Cold and a snowy land. i Rode a hundred horses, hucked a Thousand bales of hay, Where will i ride to toDay? goodness knows. Where will i ride to toDay? i Rode a budding stallion, he Took me on a tear, Through the woods and back again a'Searching for his mare. i Rode him 'til he found her, and He's there with her still. Now i need another steed to (2/4) Get me o'er the (4/4) Hill. so i Rode a horse called habit, through Barbd wire fences. i Rode a horse called saviour and i Regained my senses. i Rode a horse called goodness, and We're still on our way. Where will i ride to toDay? goodness knows. Where will i ride to toDay? now a Horse ride can be risky, a Leg can still get broke, it's Hard to ride through brambles and it's Tough to light a smoke. but Nothing else will get you, where a Horse can easily go, like Up a winter coolie when it's (2/4) Waist deep in (4/4) Snow. goodness Knows where she's going, i just Hang on to the horn. 'though my Stirrups, my boots and saddle, and my Back side still get worn. whereEver goodness takes me, i Know i'll be okay. Where will_ i ride to toDay? goodness knows. Where will_ i ride to toDay? goodness knows. Where will i ride to toDay.   Tour Schedule - Press Kit - Discography - Contact - Buy - Product Info - Home   Boys of Rhythm publisher &endash; Well Written Songs / Slim Creek Music / Kitchen Table Music auteur &endash; Valdy / Gary Fjellgaard Gary Fjellgaard and I play this tune, He's D-tuned and capoed 2 and I'm in E   Back on the road in the Ford hotel. / some stories ain't Fit to tell. we're the Boys of rhythm, Trying to make a living on an Old flat top. Kicking up dust on the Old brown earth. Stick around us and get your Money's worth. we're the Boys of rhythm, Trying to make a living on an Old flat top. could be Fishing not where i'm At. staying Home with a dog and a Cat. could be Sitting on the island, Looking at the view, but i'ld Rather be here with You. We gotta Move, we can't Hang around. / another show in aNother town we're the Boys of rhythm, Trying to make a living on an Old flat top. Back on the road in the Ford hotel. / some stories ain't Fit to tell. we're the Boys of rhythm, Trying to make a living on an Old flat top. we're the Boys of rhythm, Trying to make a living on an Old flat top.   Tour Schedule - Press Kit - Discography - Contact - Buy - Product Info - Home   Turned Down Flat publisher &endash; Well Written Songs auteur &endash; Valdy   i was Turned down flat at the bOrder, it Might have been my crooked toothy Grin. I know i'm no beauty, and He's just doing his duty, but I had a plane to catch, so i Pressed my case again. * i said i'm Going down to nashville to auDition. so that I can come back down and earn some Bread. no One is gonna pay, to Come and hear me play, the Immigration man just shook his Head. he Might of made his mind up when he Saw me. in a Cashmere coat and a crossborder Pin there was My guitar and me, heading for the Land of the free. he said, "Park it over there and come on In." so i Showed them my union card and Passport, and i Argued as politely as i Could. it all Fell on deaf ears; it as the Worst of my fears, to Not show up for a gig when i Promised that i would. So i sought the intervention of a higher Power, and He went off to confer with his Mates. His Boss said "sorry sonny, you're gonna help Some one make some money, and I Won't let you into the stAtes. so I Drove the ford hotel back towards the Tundra, and i Left my guitar with a dear old Friend. i didn't let it get to me, i Screamed a burning yuee, and i Headed for the border once agAin. this time i Said i'm going to fly down to Nashville, just to Kick tires and hustle for a Spell. a Shift change had occurred, this new guy Took me at my word. he Issued me in, Even wished me well. didn't i Drive eye-five past seAttle. and a Whole lotta jet planes to where we Are. i'm Sorry to regale you all with Such a long tale, but rex Foster, that's why I'm playing your guiTar   Tour Schedule - Press Kit - Discography - Contact - Buy - Product Info - Home   Scruffy Dudes publisher &endash; Fulford Music auteur &endash; Valdy   * Willie and waylon were wanting to spend time Golfing a ball, they'd been out Playing the halls they Heard someone say , point grey was a Good place to tee, you get to Play by the sea. it Once was the case back a couple of years that the Cut of the clothes, it could determine Where a body goes. well it Turns out they'd chosen a pro shop that goes in for Jackets and ties, * Scruffy dudes can't play on our fairways. Scruffy dudes can't be seen on our greens." well this Dude was rude, and his manner was chilly, so Waylon and willie they walked away. * Willie and waylon they get off on playing a Couple of rounds, whenever they Come to a town. Because the People you meet on the backstage and street, or else Out on the links It can tell you just How a town thinks A Lesson is taught in the impression they got from those Point grey pros, and any Visitor knows That a Person won't dress to the height of finesse when out Taking a break, So please don't go and Make that mistake, by going out calling "you * Scruffy dudes can't play on our fairways. Scruffy dudes." hey it's a cardinal sin, to be Less than gracious, when dealing with strangers, you Don't know what angels are hiding within Willie and waylon they're not into complaining when Things go wrong, they simply Up and move along. the Sun was still shining, they set out to find them a Course they could play, one that wouldn't Turn them away. what they Found was a winner, with drinks and a dinner and they Tipped in a texas way eat your Heart out, point grey. it's Easy to prove here that even vancouver's got an Attitude or two, yes i'm sure it could Happen to you, if someone says "you Scruffy dudes can't play on our fairways. Scruffy dudes can't be seen on our greens." well if a Dude is rude, and his manner is chilly, like Waylon and willie you walk away. if a Dude is rude, and his manner is chilly, like Waylon and willie you walk away.   Tour Schedule - Press Kit - Discography - Contact - Buy - Product Info - Home   King of the Road publisher - Sony Tree auteur &endash; Roger Miller   Played with Gary Fjellgaard in Ab, modulating to A via an big E7 chord   * / trailers for Sale or rent. / rooms to rent Fifty cents. / no phone, no pool, no pets. / i ain't got no Cigarettes, ah but / two hours of a Pushing broom buys an / eight by twelve, Four bit room i'm a / man of Means by no means, / king of the rOad. * / third box car, Midnight train, / des-tination Bangor, maine / old worn out Suit and shoes. / in fact I pay two sets of Union dues i smoke, / old stogies, I have found, / short but not too / big around, i'm a / man of Means by no means, / king of the rOad. * i know Every engineer on Every train. All of their children and All of their names. Every hand out in Every town, and Every lock that ain't locked when No one's around * i sing / trailers for Sale or rent. / rooms to rent Fifty cents. / no phone, no pool, no pets. / i ain't got no Cigarettes, ah but / two hours of a Pushing broom buys an / eight by twelve, Four bit room i'm a / man of Means by no means, / king of the rOad. yes i'm a / man of Means by no means, / king of the rOad.   Tour Schedule - Press Kit - Discography - Contact - Buy - Product Info - Home   An Islander publisher &endash; Fulford Music / Kitchen Table Music auteur &endash; Valdy / Timothy Dean   * an Islander, an islander, Right to my very bones. I prefer an island world i Live on an island home, i (2/4) Live on an island (4/4) Home. * an Island could be paradise, Filled with mystery an Island could be lapped by lakes, or Shrouded by the sea. / for some it's the motion, the Ocean shifts and breathes, a Lake can be a blessing and the Ocean sets you free. * an Islander, an islander, Right to my very bones. I prefer an island world i Live on an island home, i (2/4) Live on an island (4/4) Home. * Some folks love the city, they Thrive on the energy. Some folks like the flat lands, big Sky and wide prairie. / for some it's the moUntains, but when you Move on towards the sea, you're getting to mE, i'm an islander and that's Where i long to be. * an Islander, an islander, Right to my very bones. I prefer an island world i Live on an island home, i (2/4) Live on an island (4/4) Home. * they Say that on the mainland, folks Talk about being bored. but Islanders still don't know the meAning of the word. * an Islander, an islander, Right to my very bones. I prefer an island world and I prefer my island girl. I'm the oyster, she's the pearl we Live on an island home, we Live on an island Home.