Golden Shoals

by Golden Shoals

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David E Schipper Old school ... they are golden
mkatich
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mkatich Discovered watching the Bluegrass Jamboree in Germany video on Youtube and loved your set. Old Buffalo is a masterpiece. Love the awesome picking, sweet fiddle, and vocals so good for this kind of music. Keep it up! Favorite track: Old Buffalo.
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Sittin’ in the kitchen on the radiator lookin’ out the window Revelator spinning on the record player in the other room snow is fallin hard in the back yard garden where the greens are gonna grow whiskey in my coffee is a party in the early afternoon and everybody’s singin Loretta, I’m over you I’m gonna buy myself some new shoes the moon is high and so am I singing train on the island, listen to her squeal rock me mamma any way you feel singin’ I’m so lonesome I could cry singing sad boy anthems in your denim on denim in a hotel room or in a cowboy costume crooning in a Louisiana jamboree talkin about the hang while you’re at the hang, dang me you oughta take a rope and... nope never never land is real man, it’s sitting in the heart of Tennessee where everybody’s singin Loretta, I’m over you I’m gonna buy myself some new shoes the moon is high and so am I singing train on the island, listen to her squeal rock me mamma any way you feel singin’ I’m so lonesome I could cry there’s a whiny little white boys singing the blues the executive director’s writing snarky haikus the karaoke royalty rehearses in the mirror all day long you can wear pair of acid wash overalls, a punk rock mullet, or a white jump suit with your name embroidered on it and the bluegrass band is playing all your favorite 80’s songs
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Live Easy 03:13
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Old Buffalo 03:13
Look at that old buffalo roaming across the range He’s got a long long way to go but he’s ambling just the same He can’t read no calendar, he can’t tell no time He don’t know the meaning of a dollar or a dime Look at that old coyote stalking his weary prey You know if he doesn’t make the kill he ain’t gonna eat today His belly is a-rumbling, his legs are shaky and weak It’s mighty hard to catch your meal when you ain’t had enough to eat Roll on now, I don’t mind rolling slow Roll on now, we ain’t got far to go Look at that old bindlestiff rambling down the tracks He got every thing he needs in his old gunny sack He don’t mind a lean old time or drinking the coffee cold He’s got peace in his mind and comfort in his soul Look at that wall street boy, wearing his suit and tie He can buy anything he wants, but he’s afraid to die Money is a mean old hound, nipping him at the heels He’s digging himself a deeper grave with every crooked deal Roll on now, I don’t mind rolling slow Roll on now, we ain’t got far to go Rising up at the break of dawn, sleeping on the ground Walking in the noon day sun, it’s thirteen miles to town A stranger is a welcome friend singing a song so rare In the land of milk and honey you know we got enough to share Roll on now, I don’t mind rolling slow Roll on now, we ain’t got far to go
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Who’da thought thinkin bout the good times could ever make you feel so bad wishing and a-hoping they’d be coming back it’s about enough to drive you mad I been looking for a job, but ain’t none to be found for a full time rounder or a part time booze hound who’da thought thinkin bout the good times could ever make you feel so bad Who’da thought thinkin bout the good times could ever make you feel so bad wishing and a-hoping they’d be coming back it’s about enough to drive you mad Once I had a lover as sweet as could be now the only one I’m getting any loving from is me who’da thought thinkin bout the good times could ever make you feel so bad (bridge) once I was a little bitty baby boy bouncing on my daddy’s knee laughing and a-giggling and jumping for joy I didn’t know what would become of me Who’da thought thinkin bout the good times could ever make you feel so bad wishing and a-hoping they’d be coming back it’s about enough to drive you mad No money in my pocket, nobody in my bed if it wasn’t for dying I would wish I was dead Who’da thought thinkin bout the good times could ever make you feel so bad (bridge) once I was a little bitty baby boy bouncing on my daddy’s knee laughing and a-giggling and jumping for joy I didn’t know what would become of me Who’da thought thinkin bout the good times could ever make you feel so bad wishing and a-hoping they’d be coming back it’s about enough to drive you mad well a dominicker rooster and a bowlegged hen they go together but they ain’t no kin Who’da thought thinkin bout the good times could ever make you feel so bad
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Every time I see your face I fall in love again I love you as a human and I love you as a friend And I would love to love you like a lover someday too But until then each time I see your face I’ll fall in love with you I know you may not care for me the way I care for you But I’ll keep waiting patiently each day until you do And if that day should ever come I’ll love you ’til the end but until then each time I see your face I’ll fall in love again Every time I see your face I fall in love again I love you as a human and I love you as a friend And I would love to love you like a lover someday too But until then each time I see your face I’ll fall in love with you I know you may not care for me the way I care for you Should I keep driving myself crazy each day until you do And if that day should never come, I’ll be your faithful friend and I will mend my heart, and dry my face, and fall in love again
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New Friend 04:59
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He said “sorry for the inconvenience” she said “hey man, stick it up your ass” he doesn’t care how many babies she lovingly delivered and she don't care that he’s a man made mountain of cash I didn’t say you gotta be Mother Theresa but you could stand to learn a little bit of class you came out of the womb on a silver spoon now you’ll be going back in in a body cast Baby it’s love from across the border oh man you gotta learn a little every day baby it’s a tender heart and a tough mind keeping my priorities in order baby it’s love that keeps me in line Well Dimebag Dirk and Jimmy the Jerk were playing cards at the local saloon and Lonesome Lou played his washboard and kazoo and sang his little heart out in the corner of the room while Jubilant Jane sang a sullied refrain she was washing the dishes and spoons and then Calamity Claire busted up the affair to hand the fellas a mop and a broom Baby it’s love from across the border oh man you gotta learn a little every day baby it’s a tender heart and a tough mind keeping my priorities in order baby it’s love that keeps me in line I couldn’t see you through the dollar signs in my eyes I was believing all the pretty little white lies It took me far too long before I finally realized I didn’t know how to compromise I was so high.. I didn’t know that I was hurting you I didn’t know that I was hurting myself too but I’ve been searching for the truth and I’m thinking that Baby it’s love from across the border oh man you gotta learn a little every day baby it’s a tender heart and a tough mind keeping my priorities in order baby it’s love that keeps me in line baby it’s love that keeps me in line
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Ah the leaves are dry and dying the air takes on a chill the shadowed clouds are gathering now upon that hallowed hill the specter of the working man’s savior is a bold and a boisterous lie and everyone wants to be Jesus Christ but nobody wants to die don’t you ever trust an oil man he wears a suit and tie an oil man will destroy your land and he’ll drink your blood like wine and the brood of hate has sprouted wings they take their wicked flight they shine their claws and they sharpen their jaws the scapegoat dies tonight their’s a monster in the white house and he’s doing his very best to bonify his bankroll and to hide his hollow breast three hundred million prisoners from sea to shining sea the devil hides in a child’s eyes and he has your sympathy
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Well my life is not a train wreck so much as a building burning down slowly forty stories high and a football field wide going down in a blaze of glory and my soul is not a blank check so much as a sack of cash buried underground twenty feet beneath the sand by a bandit on the lam ain’t no chance in hell it’s gonna get found oh lord I’m going down, yeah I’m going down I’m going down, down, down I’m going down, down, down And as the enemy approaches the powerful are petrified like little toy soldiers trying to save their face, trying to win the race while the population writhes and smolders and if you’re sleeping with the roaches and waiting for the war with mother nature to be lost when the earth quits turning and the sun quits burning you’ll make your bed on the cold, hard permafrost Oh yeah you’re going down yeah you’re going down I’m going down, down, down I’m going down, Down to the river where it’s wide and it’s deep I’m gonna dive to the bottom and lay me down to sleep gonna swim to the top when the sun begins to rise I’m gonna breathe in the air, I’m gonna open my eyes And if you’re looking for a savior to tell you how to live through the times of uncertainty the truth is hard to find, but most don’t seem to mind if they can believe they’re gonna live for eternity but the truth is not an answer so much as a million questions waiting to be asked and the more you try to grip it, the more it’s gonna slip like the grains of sand falling through an hourglass Oh yeah we’re going down we’re going down I’m going down, down, down I’m going down, down, down I’m going down, down, down I’m going down, down, down
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released August 7, 2020

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Golden Shoals Asheville, North Carolina

Golden Shoals was born from both their love of American Folk music and Appalachian fiddle tunes. They have entertained audiences all over the Northeast and Europe.

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