Seraphim moonbeam shining through your wings Sailing across the star lined sky Whirl winged princess, sing a sweet lullaby While you fly Don't know what I'd do dancing without you Seraphim starlight shining in your eyes Laughing smiling ain't no big surprise You make me cry Don't know what I'd do dancing without you

Laying on the ground hands behind my head All the golden grass is my bed Fluffy clouds blow by Chrystal blue the sky I hope it is like this when I die Swaying tops of trees all around the field All I see right now is what's real And all I feel inside The beauty of being alive I hope it is like this when I die On the bank of a foreign shore Flashes of my life before The hand grenades and machine gun fire And the speeches made by a CRAZY LIAR!!! Laying on the ground hands along my sides Blood is flowing out like high tide Puffs of smoke blow by Chrystal blue the sky I didn't think it would be like this when I died

River rolling by saying bye bye River rolling by saying hi Roll on Butterfly flying by Flying by and by On the Lehigh Big black vultures circling in the sky Hovering over me Wondering if I'm going to die With this banjo on my knee Big white clouds rolling by Sun shining high in the sky On the Lehigh Married my girl on the river side Up on the mountain so high On the Lehigh

Lookin for a hiding place In this here rodent race Away from all the cars and the houses behind bars Live at a walkin pace Lookin for a hiding place In this here rodent race With no need for the cops, just your house and your crops And some open space But my brother is a bass turd Yeah he’s an asshole Lookin for a hiding place In this here rodent race With a couple of guitars underneath the stars and an upright bass With a harp for the jaw and a musical saw at an old time pace With a open back banjo and a taterbug mandolin and amazing grace Lookin for a hiding place Lookin for a hiding place Lookin for a hiding place

CAPO IV Intro: (G, D, G) (G)There's an old copper coil half buried in the ground (G)from the (Em)time old (C)Elmer of the (G)mountain was around. (G)About a mile from the trees where the (Em)apples feed the (G)bees (G)that's where Elmer's (D)moonshine (G)still used to be. (G)A big old black bear still sniffs around the (Em)gho(C)stly (G)shack (G)looking (C)for some (G)squeezings from Elmer's old (D)Apple (G)Jack. chorus (G)Across the (C)Lehigh (G)River up (Em)back on the (C)Springhill (G)Road (G)That's (C)where the (G)story of (Em)old (C)Elmer is (G)told (G)Around a (C)campfire (G)burning in a (F)rim of (G)steel (G)My uncle says that this old (Em)rim is from (G)Elmer's old (D)wagon (G)wheel (G)Elmer mined the flagstone with dynamite and a homemade crane (G)he'd (Em)load it on his (C)Willies truck and the (G)chassis still remains (G)down at Elmer's dump rusty (Em)fenders among the (G)bottles (G)he used to haul that (D)stone through the river with a steady (G)throttle (G)You can find Elmer's stone through(Em)out White (C)Haven (G)town (G)from up on (C)Springhill (G)Mountain where the blasting (D)used to (G)sound bridge (G)High (C)on the (G)mountain or (Em)down on the (C)river be(G)low (G)Where (C)is old (G)Elmer, well there (Em)aint no(C)body who (G)knows (G)Loading (C)up some (G)flagstone and (F)stepping on the (G)throttle (G)Or down in his old moonshine (Em)shack (G)filling filling (F)filling up some (G)bottles to (D)take over (G)town (G)Now with firelight in our eyes and spirits in our hands (G)looking (Em)over the (C)family farm telling (G)stories about the land (G)Grandma misses Elmer but she says he (Em)acted a little (G)crazy (G)but when she hits the (D)hardstuff her memory gets a little (G)hazy (G)My uncle was just a boy but his (Em)memo(C)ries are (G)fond (G)hiding (C)neath the (G)Willies dodging shrapnel down by (D)Elmer's (G)pond chorus (G)Across the (C)Lehigh (G)River up (Em)back on the (C)Springhill (G)Road (G)That's where the story (C)of old (G)Elmer old (Em)Elmer of the (C)mountain is (G)told (G)Around a (C)campfire (G)burning in a (F)rim of (G)steel (G)My uncle says that this old (Em)rim is from (G)Elmer's old (D)wagon (G)wheel (G)My uncle says that this old (Em)rim is from (G)Elmer's old (D)wagon (C)wheel end (G, C, G)

There's a time between the seasons When winter is tired and Spring is a hoped for thing A cooking fire late February It's time for the Maple Sugaring Blueberries under blue sky Blueberries under blue sky I've got a bucket full of blueberries on the fourth of July The buckwheat is in the mill And the buttermilk is in the barn The autumn leaves are all on the ground As the sun rises over town In the kitchen you can swell the bacon and them pancakes frying There's a time between the seasons When winter is tired and Spring is a hoped for thing A cooking fire late February It's time for the Maple Sugaring Making maple syrup yeah yeah *(Kevin wrote these lyrics)(Amber had the idea of patience) I've been tapping the trees all day It's kind of hard to make it pay Cause it's forty to one until you boil it down And I keep on slippin on the snow on the ground But the fires burning low and I'm under the gun The sap keeps reaching up for the sun And I got to get the "week old" boiled you know If I'm gonna keep up with the flow And I need it yeah yeah

The cows are artificial................ly inseminated The fields are Roundup Ready corn and bean and Hay, the soil is depleted Chemical corn creeping in Artificial army pollinating What will become of our kin? Nobody knows, their still studying We should do some studying too about what we're eating You'll never guess what their feeding the cows When the hay is out of season Chemical corn creeping in Artificial army pollinating What will become of our kin? Nobody knows, their still studying

Where am I going to be When this life takes leave of me I want to be happy On my grave sow some alfalfa seed I'm so happy to have seen you grow old my sweet child Fed the fire when you were cold and felt the warmth of your sweet smile Life's been good to our family I hope your proud of me until we meet again on Heaven's bright shore The clouds are quilted today and the light falls softly on your chin Lord above, we all pray, please wash away our sins Thank you Lord for blessing our family I hope your proud of me until we meet again on Heaven's bright shore Where am I going to be When this life takes leave of me I want to be happy On my grave sow some alfalfa seed Up on the mountain there are berries big and blue Purple hands and purple smile singing out these words so true Thank you Lord for being so good to me I hope your proud of me until we meet again on Heaven's bright shore

No birds fly by anymore since that no good plant sprung up And I can't see the stars anymore from my garden outside my back door And if there's one weed that I'd kill be that no good power plant at the bottom of the hill What if cancer is the evolution of all this pollution? Is our administration protecting our nation? I don't know but I'm wondering where their engineers got their education? No birds fly by anymore since that no good plant sprung up And I can't see the stars anymore from my garden outside my back door And if there's one weed that I'd kill be that no good power plant at the bottom of the hill

Fawn Run! Clear down the mountain Like a cold mountain stream Under the trees Flowing with ease Down to the river and off to the sea once again Fawn Run! Clear past the highway Fawn Run! Without any injury Fawn Run! Fawn rise Up to the sky as a feathery cloud Blown through the heavens Off to the mountains Rain down on the ground once again Fawn Run Fawn Run Fawn Run Babblin brook Flowin right past my toes I wonder, can I take a drink?