Folk Singer

Folk Singer

 

You were sweetness with a guitar

A rising rage a shooting star

The rose is pretty with her thorn

We cannot chose the way we are born

 

Folk singer with a folk song

Doing right is never wrong

Keep on going be strong

Folk singer with a folk song

 

A war was raging the country afire

Peace and love such a worthy desire

In fighting history history was made

A pretty nickel you got paid

 

Folk singer with a folk song

Doing right is never wrong

Keep on going be strong

Folk singer with a folk song

 

Well the years they roll on by

We all laugh and we all cry

And there is an answer to ‘why?’

But they only tell you the grand lie

 

Folk singer with a folk song

Doing right is never wrong

Keep on going be strong

Folk singer with a folk song

 

The scenes change but the story stays

It is always the poor man who pays

Alas we all pass naked as we came

All this hate and killing is a shame

 

Folk singer with a folk song

Doing right is never wrong

Keep on going be strong

Folk singer with a folk song 

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Southern Lights

 

Southern Lights

 

When the whole world’s coming down on you                

The sky in your soul’s no longer blue                              

Heaven tells love’s story in the night                              

All right you’re all right

 

Southern lights

We sit and watch the southern lights

Gazing up we’re lost in delight

Southern lights

We sit and watch the southern lights

Magical holding tight                                           

 

Dreams are the currency of the heart

A little from each we do our part

One day truth and love shall reunite

All right it’s all right

 

Southern lights

We sit and watch the southern lights

Gazing up we’re lost in delight

Southern lights

We sit and watch the southern lights

Magical holding tight                                           

 

There is a grace beyond this temporal space

Searching the universe finding God’s face

The Southern Lights a melody of the muse

If you need a friend I’ll help pay your dues

 

Hold my hand as we walk through this time

A perfect echo giving off rhyme

Come here dear lady I’ll be your knight

All right you’re all right

 

Southern lights

We sit and watch the southern lights

Gazing up we’re lost in delight

Southern lights

We sit and watch the southern lights

Magical holding tight               

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The Folk Queen Dream of Sub City (Dedicated to Tracy Chapman)

 

The Folk Queen Dream of Sub City (Dedicated to Tracy Chapman)

 

By John Kaniecki

 

I’ve walked the avenue

Sown in the same rhythmic soil of fading blue

Streets submerge bellow bottomed out Lead Belly blue

Tracy

Not the over pimped tax exempt jail bait whore

You performed a different score

Chords from your treasure box

Folk Rock

Hear the wind whistling harmony

You are never far from me

“And we’re still talkin’ about a revolution”

Suddenly your face appears in the magical music store

Microwave swift promoted synthesized solution

Late night t.v. shows

Career-choking tensions mount as accountants count

God only knows

Business blood leech bloated

By dingy dogs thrice returning to their vomit who noted

To the snorting pigs wearing Washington era replica wigs

Glowing, showing, knowing, first rowing at all your gigs

Yeah you’re a genius hovering, discovering a new Bach

Subtle black shadow of Folk Rock

Sell your soul

Be commercial

If the fine print chicken scratch

Ain’t DNA perfection match

You’re caught in a platinum plated hooked catch

You used to play for a meal

Faded jeans torn from life's tongue-slashing torment

Always a full-blooded member of the tribe

At the back of the bus

Laughing loosing life’s lackluster fickle frown

Getting down

Breaking boards to explore tombstone homes vacated

Before the score another ‘sistah’ seriously hated

Cool lady, tiger growling, prowling

It's Vegas casino venture baby, house always wins, get it?

Don't let them carve up your song to fit their delusions

Forever

And ever

The Folk Queen Dream of Sub City