Hey Pat-
i meant to write you back and tell you hoe much i really liked your work. I
would love to hear you play it. Are there recordings of this in exsistence??
It would be neat to put together and cd project of original songs from list
members as a project (even a tree). I have hear so many agreat originals
since I have been on this list.
best
Paz
NP-Dog Dreams-The Story
on 3/3/01 6:38 AM, P. Henry at [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote:
> (song I used to do)
>
> the country side was cold and still
> there was a cross upon a hill
> this cold cross wore a burning hood
> to hide it's ugly heart of wood
>
> father... I hear the iron sound
> of hoofbeats on the frozen ground
>
> down from the hill the riders came
> Lord it was a cryin' shame
> To see the blood upon their whips
> and hear the snarlin' of their lips
>
> mother... I feel a stabbing pain
> my blood runs down like summers rain
>
> now each one wore a mask of white
> to hide his cruel face from sight
> and each one sucked a hungry breath
> out from the empty lungs of death
>
> sister, come hod my bloody head
> it's so lonely to be dead
>
> now he who travels with the klan
> he's a devil and not a man
> and underneath that white disguise
> I have looked into his eyes
>
> brother... will you stand by me
> it's not easy to be free
>
>
>
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