Peter Rowan Quartet Suwannee Springfest Live Oak, FL 2007-03-24 Peter Rowan Acoustic Guitar, vocals Tony Rice Acoustic Guitar Sharon Gilchrist Mandolin Catherine Popper Bass Mics: Schoeps CMC64 [ORTF] 50 ft from stage FOB Record: SBD + Mics (4-track) > RME Fireface [24-48] D=> Nuendo 2.2 Mixdown: Nuendo 2.2 (minor equalization) Edit: Sound Forge 6.0 (compression, normalization) CD Conversion: Nuendo 2.2 > [16-44] > CD Wave Recorded and produced by Chris Cantwell A HerdItB4 Music Production livemusic@cjcantwell.net Set list 1. Introduction - Randy judy 2. Dust Bowl Children 3. To Live Is To Fly (T. Van Zandt) 4. Panama Red 5. The Hobo Song 6. Where Did You Sleep Last Night (Trad) 7. Instrumental (Title?) (Tony Rice) 8. The Walls Of Time & 9. Moonlight Midnight === Encore === 10. If I die Before You Do & Trivia Note. The "Bluegrass Breakdown" (Bill Monroe's bus) lived up to it's name and broke down in Horse Caves, Kentucky, on the way to the Bluegrass Festival in Bean Blossum Indiana. Bill Monroe and Peter work out the tune Bill called The Walls Of Time while waiting for help. Lyrics =============================== Dust Bowl Children (P. Rowan) Papa's Name was Hannibal Mama's was Hannah Mariah Everything we owned got all burned up In the Great Depression fire Strip mines and one crop farming Drained the green earth dry We lost it all to load it up we left with the one thing money can't buy [Chorus] Yeah we're all dust bowl childrem Singing a dust bowl song Where the crops won't grow And the dust just blows Where the green fields are gone Where the green grass growing fields are gone It's said in California there's work of every kind Only job I ever got out there was waiting on the welfare line Once I had a dollar Once I had a dream Now all the work Is being done by big old machines [Chorus] =============================== To Live Is To FLy (T. Van Zandt) I won't say I love you, babe I won't say I need you, babe But I'm gonna' get you, babe And I will not do you wrong Living's mostly wasting time And I waste my share of mine But it never feels too good So let's don't take too long Well, you're soft as glass and I'm a gentle man We got the sky to talk about And the world to lie upon Days up and down they come Like rain on a conga drum Forget most, remember some But don't turn none away Everything is not enough, And nothing is too much to bear Where you've been is good and gone All you keep is the getting there Well, to live's to fly, both low and high So shake the dust off of your wings And the sleep out of your eyes It's goodbye to all my friends It's time to leave again Here's to all the poetry And the pickin' down the line I'll miss the system here The bottom's low and the treble's clear But it don't pay to think too much On things you leave behind Well, I may be gone, but it won't be long I'll be bringing back the melody And the rhythm that I find We all got holes to fill. Those holes are all that's real Some fall on you like a storm Sometimes you dig your own The choice is yours to make The time is yours to take Some dive into the sea Some toil upon the stone Well, to live's to fly, both low and high So shake the dust off of your wings And the sleep out of your eye Shake the dust off of your wings And the tears out of your eye =============================== Panama Red (P. Rowan) Panama Red, Panama Red He'll steal your woman, then he'll rob your head Panama Red, Panama Red On his white horse, Mescalito He come breezin' through town I'll bet your woman's up in bed with Panama Red The judge don't know when Red's in town He keeps well hidden underground But everybody's acting lazy Falling out and hangin' 'round My woman said, "Hey Pedro you're actin' crazy like a clown" Nobody feels like working Panama Red is back in town [chorus] Everybody's looking out for him 'Cause they know Red's satisfies Little girls love to listen to him Sing and tell sweet lies But when things get too confusing, honey You're better off in bed And I'll be searching all the joints in town for Panama Red =============================== The Hobo Song (Jack Bonus) Too late to feel sorrow Too late to feel pain Hes just an old hobo Lost out in the rain Hell never cause trouble So dont have no fear Hes just an old hobo And hell soon be far away from here Chorus He used to be a gambling man just like you Until he sank so low that there was Nothing that no one could do He used to be a gambling man just like you Until he sank so low that there was Nothing that no one could do Oh, don't make him ask you Dont make him beg He was a war hero And thats how he hurt his leg He killed thirty injuns With one cannon ball Now hes just an old hobo Asleep out in the hall [chorus] A wife and five children Who live in L.A. They miss their dear daddy Whos gone so far away They still have his picture Its a-hung on the wall Now hes just an old hobo Asleep out in the hall [chorus] He used to be a gambling man just like you Until he sank so low that there was Nothing that no one could do ================================= Where Did You Sleep Last Night My girl, my girl, don't lie to me, Tell me where did you sleep last night. In the pines, in the pines, Where the sun don't ever shine, I would shiver the whole night through. My girl, my girl, where will you go? I'm going where the cold wind blows. In the pines in the pines, where the sun don't ever shine, I would shiver the whole night through Her husband, was a hard working man, Just about a mile from here. His head was found in a driving wheel, But his body never was found. My girl, my girl, don't lie to me, Tell me where did you sleep last night. In the pines in the pines, where the sun don't ever shine, I would shiver the whole night through. ======================================= Walls Of Time (B. Monroe) The wind is blowing cross the mountains And out on the valley way below. It sweeps the grave of my darling When I die that's where I want to go. Lord send the angels for my darling And take her to that home on high I'll wait my time out here on earth love And come to you when I die. Our names are carved upon the tombstone I promised you before you died Our love will bloom forever darling When we rest side by side. I hear a voice out in the darkness It moans and whispers through the pines I know it's my sweetheart a calling I hear her through the walls of time ======================================= Midnight Moonlight (P. Rowan) If you ever feel lonesome And you're down in San Antone Beg, steal, or borrow Two nickels or a dime to call me on the phone I'll meet you at Alamo Mission Where we can say our prayers The Holy Ghost and the Virgin Mother will heal us As we kneel there Chorus In the moonlight In the midnight In the moonlight midnight moonlight In the moonlight In the midnight In the moonlight midnight moonlight If you ever feel sorrow For the deeds you have done With no hope for tomorrow In the setting of the sun And the ocean is howling For the things that might have been And that last good morning sunrise Will be the brightest you've ever seen [chorus] If you ever feel sorrow For the deeds you have done With no hope for tomorrow In the setting of the sun And the ocean is howling For the things (with dreams) that might have been And that last good morning sunrise Will be the brightest you've ever seen