Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Draw Me A River




DRAW ME A RIVER
A Song by Jerry Lee Miller

Open up your box of crayons
my children.
Draw me a river clapping her hands.
Draw her dancing through the bottom lands.
My children,
Draw me a river clapping her hands.

Please don't color mountains crying
tears that flow downstream.
Please don't color fish a dying.
I want to wake up from my bad sad dream.

Please don't color dumpers dumping
Stuff that's killing off our friends.
Please don't color  massive pumping.
I just want my sad bad dream to end.

Please don't color pretty choirs
Singing it's not so bad.
Please don't color fancy liars
Saying we should all be glad.

Open up your box of crayons
my children.
Draw me a river clapping her hands.
Draw her dancing through the bottom lands.
My children,
Draw me a river clapping her hands.

Saturday, July 23, 2011

NOTHING! NOTHING BUT DRY!



The song, Nothing But Dry, came after I read an article about Texas panhandle farmers who are suffering the depletion of the Ogallala Aquifer (en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ogallala_Aquifer) and the end of farming in their area. One retired farmer,telling of how he once farmed before going to school, said: "I ploughed into the rising sun and I knew there was a God." He may not be so sure these days.

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/earth/8359076/US-farmers-fear-the-return-of-the-Dust-Bowl.html)


NOTHING BUT DRY!


Here in Texas

Water's precious.

But nothing's flowing anymore.

Thirsty cattle.

They can't drink dust.

Nothing but dry to the core.

Oh no!

Nothing! Nothing but dry!


chorus:

Once I ploughed into the rising sun

And I knew that there was a God.

But now it's all come to nothing!

Nothing!

All those mornings busting sod.

Please tell me? Is there still a God?


Dear dear mama;

Dear dear papa;

I hear you crying in the wind:

"Say 'goodbye' to the Ogallala.

Cause it won't come back again. Oh no!

Nothing! Nothing but dry!"


chorus:


You can dig wells

In Nebraska

And smell the sweet grasses grow.

Until you lose the Ogallala,

Then it's all dry down below. Oh no!

Nothing! Nothing but dry!


Chorus: