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If You Come Back Again
Bucket drums and violins
Dancing bums with drunken grins,
Bonfire and a big Amen, if you come back again
Whole pot of venison stew,
Uncle Bob in his pink tutu,
Play kazoo, a déjà vu, if you come back again
Banjo on the radio
Hang brass on the old pinto
We parade down skid row, if you come back again
Dogs wag, donkeys bray
Saltine sardine buffet,
Seventy-five degrees all day, if you come back again
If you come back again, salmon start to spawn
And midnight musicians write pretty songs at dawn
And fireflies begin to light up a pantheon
Made up of your good friends, if you come back again
Cowrie shells and British pounds
Bells and crying basset hounds,
Buy us all another round, if you come back again
Red paint, cardinal sin
Getting out my old buckskin,
Singing like the Bedouin, if you come back again
If you come back again, salmon start to spawn
And midnight musicians, write pretty songs at dawn
And fireflies begin, to light up a pantheon
Made up of your good friends, if you come back again
Maybe Elvis
Maybe hotter weather will be better
And fossil fuels will last us forever
Maybe billionaires really care about us
Maybe I drive better after drinkin
Maybe Wilkes-Booth never shot Lincoln
Maybe Rosa Parks never rode a bus
And maybe health care really costs that much
Maybe Elvis will save us
Float down on a cloud and play us
Hound Dog, and we’ll all become sane
He’ll have tablets, written in rhinestones
New truth that we’ll all follow
And get rid of this ole ball and chain
Maybe cigarettes are really good for me
Maybe homeless are happy on the street
Maybe women don’t need the right to choose
Maybe Vietnam is a vacation
Maybe we don’t need United Nations
Maybe David Duke is a good dude,
And walking on the moon was just fake news
Chorus
Maybe black folks get due process
And when she says No she really means Yes
Maybe Jesus visited Wichita
Maybe vagina is a bad word
Maybe no one can figure out my password
Maybe Pink Floyd never made The Wall,
And those genocides never happened at all
Do Me Up Darlin
Old Red Cloud wore his feathers, beaded shoes of soft leather,
For his bye and bye, and
All the queens went with gowns on, not like this hospital one,
To their castle in the sky
So do, do me up darlin, do me up darlin,
There’s a lot to do, yeah
Do, do me up darlin, do me up darlin,
Darlin do
I’ll dress you in diamonds, bluebells and dandelions
And you’ll shine right through, cuz
You, you show up a show-girl, you light up this old world,
Like a sky of blue
So do, do me up darlin, do me up darlin,
There’s a lot to do, yeah
Do, do me up darlin, do me up darlin,
Darlin do
Day after day, we walk through the doors,
till the soul has flown, till the soul has flown,
Year after year, my hand in yours,
till the soul has flown, till the soul has flown,
Oh do, do me up darlin, do me up darlin,
I’ll tell you what to do, just
Do, do me up darlin, do me up darlin,
Darlin do
Darlin do.
California
From the curve of her cascades, down her long sierra spine
A fair scent as her limbs sway, fir, cedar, oak and pine
She will call you to her gently, show you concrete cuts that make you weep
Guide you across her fertile valleys, and smoke beside you while you sleep
California is my country, Californiaye-ay
If you love her, you might join me, Californiaye-ay
You might find her in clover, when her water tastes like wine
Some days her cup runs over, but she’s thirsty most the time
And if you’re lucky, she’ll tell stories, kneel down and listen hard
And as usual, she’ll sing sweetly, then turn around and crush your heart
California is my country, Californiaye-ay
If you love her, you might join me, Californiaye-ay
Aaaay ayayayaay
You can never claim another, if she burned as your first flame
‘Cuz she’ll stick with you, like a mother, and you’ll be calling out her name
California is my country, Californiaye-ay
If you love her, you might join me, Californiaye-ay
Aaaay ayayayaay
Aaaay ayayayaay
Six Seconds
On 174, two thousand and ten,
my husband was out for a ride
He was in his lane, doing what he loved best,
when he was hit from behind
Now everyday on my way to work,
I count the time that driver had
From the moment you come ‘round that curve,
it’s six seconds to see him ahead
Oh, six seconds, to get your eyes on the road
Oh, six seconds, I count’em every morning
Oh, six seconds, once you come ‘round the bend, it’s
Oh, six seconds, to him
They say that Jim was so kind, it was like Santa Claus dyin’,
and he always listened with love
and if you had a tough climb, and you were falling behind then
he’d circle back and push you up
He lived for the ride and had a hundred-mile smile
I see him shining, fine and free
Now his friends roll out his rider-less bike
Every anniversary
Oh, six seconds, to get your eyes on the road
Oh, six seconds, I count’em every morning
Oh, six seconds, once you come ‘round the bend, it’s
Oh, six seconds, to him
Jim loved a paceline, and like his team on a ride, he carried us inside his slipstream
Now the best place to go, is my car with the doors closed, so I can just let go and scream
Oh, six seconds, time to get off that phone
Oh, six seconds, I count’em every morning
Oh, six seconds, once you come ‘round the bend, it’s
Oh, six seconds, to him
One, two, three, four, five…
Honey’s Home
I asked you to marry me, everyday for a week
You said yes seven times, and we wed under marble skies
Now there is no yesterday, ‘cause with you I’ll always stay
Free to wander free to roam, my heart your shelter, my arms your home
My gentleman, my jester fine, open arms and so kind
To Mexico you had to go, and who’d a thought you’d bring back snow
Now there is no yesterday, ‘cause with you I’ll always stay
Free to wander free to roam, my heart your shelter, my arms your home
Honey’s home
Honey’s home
Honey’s home
Honey bees fly on their own, and always find their way back home
We found ourselves side by side, and real things are made with time
Now there is no yesterday, ‘cause with you I’ll always stay
Free to wander free to roam, my heart your shelter, my arms your home
my heart your shelter, my arms your home
Mother Gravity
Tiny feet, first step
Giant leap, swing set
Safe in bed, for real
Stories read, ferris wheel
Ever side by side
Moon pulls the tide, but
Ties that bind loosen gracefully
With my space helmet on
I look to the great beyond
And I pray that you’ll keep holding on to me
Mother Gravity
Downpours, hot-air balloons
Shut doors, night raccoons
Walking down, and upstairs
Not a sound, no one there
Stunning superpower
25,000 miles per hour
now reaching escape velocity
With my space helmet on
I look to the great beyond
And I pray that you’ll keep holding on to me
Mother Gravity
She don’t tell no lies…
Let the Land Find You
A child wanders through a field full of flowers
Grass to his chin, he’s never been a place like this before
Where waters roar, and tall firs tower
And soon enough he’s up in a tree, all the eye can see, thinking this is me
Let the land find you,
Let the land find you
Let the land find you
And let it all in
Computer screens have blurred my eyes, but
I head outside and I’m handy with my spade, so I
Go where apples grow, and green hops climb
Toward the sun, shining where I stand, dirt on my hands, remembering who I am
Let the land find you
Let the land find you
Let the land find you
And let it all in
Quiet of the first snowfall
Music of the wild bird call
For my last verse, for my last song please
Make my deathbed with an open view, so I
Can see and hear where I belong, and place
Some sap on my skin and leave it there, while I breathe the air, it’s gonna take me there
Let the land find you
let the land find you
let the land find you
and let it all in
For the Ride
A friend has said to me, oh
She said why not just let it be? Oh
But not till we see all sides, and bigotry has died,
Oh, will I sit back for the ride
They say just give them a chance, oh
They’ll show us who wears the pants, oh
But not till love beats hate, and the women run this place,
Oh will I sit back for the ride
People gonna rise up singing, gonna tear down those walls
And you grab me there, well, I’ll kick you in the balls
They ask why can’t you see, oh
Well I studied my history, oh
And not till I meet my end, till I take my last breath
Oh will I sit back for the ride
Oh will I sit back for the ride
Good People Wherever You Go
Man from Iraq gave the shirt off his back,
Good people wherever you go
Family from Chad fed us everything they had,
Good people wherever you go
Some may scare you, ‘cause they look new, and you don’t see their kind at home
Some been shot at, and they don’t like that, they’re on a journey all alone
Russia, Pakistan, Malawi or Mexico
Good people wherever you go
Americans, voting red, green or blue,
Good people wherever you go
Love home and family, no different than you
Good people wherever you go
Most been lied to, most have tried to, make the best on their own
None are innocent, so let those without sin, be the ones to cast the first stone
Arkansas, Iowa, New York or Idaho
Good people wherever you go
A young man is stabbed, dying where he lay
Good people wherever you go
He says “tell the crowd, I love everyone on this train,”
Good people wherever you go
Some are bad men, but that’s not most of them, some of us just carry heavy loads
Most will pause and lend a helping hand, trying hard to follow the good road
Remember when you’re feeling low
There’s good people wherever you go
(oh, you know)
Anytime is time to get to know
Good people wherever you go
There’s good people wherever you go.
All songs were composed and written by Rita Hosking, except Honey's Home which was written by Rita and Kora Feder.
copyright Rita Hosking, BMI