"I needed to express some observations of the 'big world' out there... some things we can all relate to... even if we all relate to it in accordance to our own individual experiences." See Also: Aboriginal Art and Local Folk DREAMING BEYOND ABORIGINAL ART I met a little big man way down under Painting the dreams from days of his youth Pictures depicting his walk about life A dream time born from perceptions of truth Walk about life with the people down under Walk about life on the face of this earth Color the space and describe an adventure Painting a dream for all truth is worth Experience truth and paint what you feel Visions of truth living deep in your heart The picture depicts what a man knows is real Im dreaming beyond aboriginal art Dreaming beyond aboriginal art Dreaming beyond aboriginal art Go tell the children for all that it’s worth Don’t drag on the stick that scars up the earth Don’t shuffle your feet and scuff up the sand Walk light on the wind as a child of the land Experience truth and paint what you feel Visions of truth living deep in your heart The picture depicts what a man knows is real Im dreaming beyond aboriginal art Dreaming beyond aboriginal art Dreaming beyond aboriginal art... BROWN SHOES Brown shoes, brown shoes, Brown shoes, brown shoes Brown shoes, brown shoes, In a black shoe world Heres a tale about a scape goat who used to be the man A lion in a khaki suit who did not give a damn 'Bout the politics and hypocrites that persecuted him And cast him adrift on the sea So proud he was of fouled anchors pinned on his lapels Stood up for what was right but thats the way he finally fell Hes rocking on blue water stuck upon an ocean swell Cryin’ blue sky remember me (chorus) He said black shoes were worn by sailors setting sail with pride And the brown shoes would identify at once that he could fly But on the land, sea or sky, you don’t ask no questions why You carry out the plan of the day He was so dedicated but nobody could say why Somebody killed his character and stood behind the lie Made him sign his page thirteen, then banned him from the sky But they could not take his birthday away (chorus) In the fall of eighty-seven that old lion came around Hung an anchor on my neck, said he found a new home town Where after sundown everything takes on a shade of brown Now I know how much that anchor weighs (chorus) LIL ANIMALZ Lil animalz, runnin’ through my house Smaller than a lion, bigger than a mouse Lil animalz, runnin through my door Whoopin’ and a hollerin’, trackin’ up the floor Lil animalz footin’ trails of mud Echoes in the hall way, laughter in the tub Talking bout doggies in the window howling to be free Then somebody bought him and chained him to a tree Beat him with a paper, forgot to fill his bowl Poor little animal... dog rest his little ol’ soul Little animalz, sandman coming soon So hear my tale about a little dish that ran off with a spoon Little animalz rest your weary head Dream of peace and love tonight, it’s time to go to bed Doggy in the window howling to be free... LONG FINGERS He’s a boy with long fingers that dance upon the wire And he plays his guitar over craters of fire As he walks heel to toe on a tight-rope high above Does he fear he may slip, will he fall into love The song that he plays comes from deep in his soul And the silence is questioned by strings made of gold Is the heart of a man truly all he is worth ? And is heaven a dream that you find here on earth ? Long fingers, folk singers Stroking box guitars in them old smoky bars Folk singers lift your spirits high As their long fingers dance upon the wire As the boy with long fingers that dance upon the wire Played his flat top guitar over craters of fire Each note rang out loud as his flesh bit the steel And the gathering crowd heard a sound they could feel (chorus) Long fingers dancing on the wire... SAD MARY There’s a girl trying hard to be a part Of the music in her soul but it’s raining in her heart Worn out and abused by a twisted troubled man He could not hear her crying; he did not understand Sad Mary, play your soft guitar And tell me how the dark blue side of life can hit you hard When you give yourself to someone who denies you simple dreams Sad Mary, sing your song to me Were you always sad and lonely since you were a little girl Did you dream of singing songs you wrote to the children of the world Well, I got a listening ear and a sympathetic heart Can I lend a helping hand, help you get a brand new start (chorus) I guess you could not see the man you chose was full of rage He would rather see you sad than in the bright lights of a stage Sad Mary, play your soft guitar And when you toss away them blues be sure to throw them hard and far Don’t you give yourself to someone who denies you simple dreams Sad Mary, sing your song to me Sad Mary, sing your song to me DREAMS I KEEP CHASIN’ Rock me like a baby in a cradle of clouds Cover my eyes from the burning sun Big brother says I’m talking too loud Dreams I keep chasin’ are still on the run Dreams I keep chasin’ are still on the run How can this country make a solid stand If we lose control and sell the land To the visions and dreams of a foreign man Where would all hope for the future lie If the stars we wish upon fall from the sky Would their promise of dreams pass us by (chorus) What would the great blue ocean be Without foamy white caps on a churning sea Just a still blue water hole cold and deep What would it be like to forever sleep Would it be like dying, would a loved one weep Would you pray to God for your soul to keep (chorus) Dreams I keep chasin’ are still on the run ... SAY GOODBYE TO SAILOR MAN Anchors aweigh to sweet liberty Pack in a chest full of proud memories Twenty years passed and this party must end Say goodbye to sailor man Wish him fair winds and following seas Strike up the band and let the flags fly free Pipe him ashore and salute an old friend Say goodbye to sailor man He joined the Navy to see the big world In every port he left a heart broke girl Setting sail with the tide and chasin’ the sun Been over and under the seven seas His mission in life to keep the sea lanes free There was a job to do so he got it done So say goodbye to sailor man Say goodbye to sailor man Will there be regrets, will he feel the pain Of losing it all, starting over again Will he cling to the rock when it’s time to run He played the game and he found the part Where the glory road ends and the living’ starts Now this is a day he thought would never come So say goodbye to sailor man Say goodbye to sailor man Stand tall in ranks as we bid him farewell Blow that shiny whistle and bang that old bell Hand the man a flag and take his picture too Place his medals and ribbons in a shadow box Mount them on velvet right next to a clock Save a little space for the red white and blue Then say goodbye to sailor man Say goodbye to sailor man Say goodbye to sailor man WILD PIG HUNTER Up in the hills where a pig hunter goes The wild bush covers up the lava flow In a deep dark valley it's a rough terrain Where the forest comes alive in the jungle rain Pack up your horses and get your best dogs This ain't no hunt for a regular hog There's a black mountain spirit in the big island hills And he blends into a shadow when he's standin' still Get out a gun, bring a bow or a knife It's a fifty-fifty chance you'll be riskin' your life That rushin' black boar is sure to put up a fight And you'll be huntin' for a shadow_ on a pitch black night Razor sharp tusks, red eyes agleam A black locomotive with a full head of steam Thundering hooves beatin' down the over turned trail__ Raise up the hair on your neck And make your skin turn pale The legend goes a great boar came over And dug in his snout like a big bulldozer He tossed up his head in a shoveling motion And pushed up the islands from the bottom of the ocean He fell for a hot lava queen But she put him off, she was down right mean So he slung a lot 'a mud on his heart's desire Glowin' embers of love replaced her raging fire You know the wild pig hunter will always come back To challenge that spirit and run with the pack They live for the hunt whatever the cost And many a pig huntin' dog’s been lost Survivin' the game is a dangerous scene When your trackin' down the prince of the lava queen And when a challenge is made, the stakes are high__ Its the law of the jungle where the strong survive Up in the hills where a pig hunter goes The wild bush covers up the lava flow In the valley of the shadow it's a rough terrain Where the black mountain spirit of the jungle... still reigns Wild pig hunter, wild pig man... DEM AFRICAN BLUES Quiet in the bush As the moonlight falls on this African plain Listen to the sound as a nocturnal hunter brings down her prey The stars fade away, now the moon is the sun An illusion it seems Now the shade is your friend and no longer a shadow That lurks in your dreams Black son crying, white sun too Hot sun frying both of you Crops are dying, little children too Can you hear the wailing mother’s cry Singing dem African Blues Singing dem African Blues Cracks in the ground Where the rivers of life used to flow through her veins Dry are the eyes that search for the tears of the African rain The heartland is burning, the roots of existence are twisted and dry Can they see a solution, will the lion survive if the buffalo die (chorus) Down at the water hole all of God’s creatures at truce without words It’s a hot situation and the lion must drink with a buffalo herd Down at the water hole put down that selfish pride that’s all it costs Learn or you burn, in the hot pits of prejudice all can be lost (chorus) THREE BLIND MEN Three blind men in a great big city I think it’s a pity to see them as witty Proclaiming their blindness with both hands over their eyes I looked at the news at a man who could see But appeared to be totally blind Wide open eyes see a prominent banker With a known reputation for selling his soul To the beautiful people with pockets lined in gold How blind can he be to the folk in the ghetto Who desperately need his O.K. on a loan To feed the children and save their run down homes Many have climbed the cold chain of rejection To be lost on a list in a dark black hole Searching and hoping for someone's approval When the odds are in favor of a filtered down NO From one of the blind at he top of the line He lives in the dark and it shows Wide open eyes see a gifted young lawyer With a talent for quoting the big legal books And a full guarantee he can get you off the hook Hey,the pride of the bar drives a fancy new car From uptown down to the courthouse today Where any man on the stand can win if he can pay Twisting the truth to prosecute,turning the words to defend For the man with a dollar he can tap dance and holler Til the judge sets him free in the end Now why can’t he see the reality, a killer is free once again Three blind men tappin’ canes on our sidewalk Three blind men settin’ criminals free Three blind men keepin’ food from the children I cover my eyes ‘cause I don’t want to see Three blind men standing next to me My wide open eyes see a paid politician Who shouts from the hill to the rest of the world He says lay down your arms and let the flags of peace unfurl So he granted a wish to some folks in the lobby Who bought the votes to make a fantasy real Do you think he remembers how doing the right thing feels He’s lying awake with the world on his shoulder The riddle for peace is playing taps on his brain Lost in a dream where he pushes the button But he hasn’t a clue to stop the burning rain Where is the time to find hope for the future His own life is filled with such pain (chorus) I’ve prayed more than once and I’ll say it again May God grant sight to all the blind men And open their hearts up so they may see The Light of the World that shines for me The Light of the World that shines for me Three blind men tappin’ canes on our sidewalk Three blind men settin’ criminals free Three blind men keepin’ food from the children I cover my eyes ‘cause I don’t want to see Three blind men standing next to me BEYOND THE RUNWAY REEF It’s an early morning preflight For a bird out on the ramp Smell the new coffee brew see the ready one crew Rally ‘round the smoking lamp When the phone tree rang this morning From the top down through it’s roots They all slipped outta bed into zip-um-up suits Stood up tall in their boots Not until they reached the hangar Did they finally find their heads But their faces wore expressions That were better left in bed Their waking eyes like saucers Still locked in disbelief In an hours time they’ll be off and flying Beyond the runway reef Lookin’ for a deep sea monster Listenin’ to the whispering sea It can turn from a job to a full blown circus Keepin’ the sea lanes free No pint-size baby boomers No red Octobers here They’ll be huntin’ for the neon rainbow Named after every month of the year So when the Januaryfebruarymarchapril -mayjunejuly -augustseptemberoctobernovember -december cruises by She’s bigger than a sailor can imagine She’s a sight beyond belief Gonna ping her down in the water world Beyond the runway reef It’s a ping-pong game in the water world.. beyond the runway reef PEACEFUL ARIZONA There's a land mark on the water Perched above a ship below It's a long white peaceful hall With the names up on the wall Of brave men who stood here long ago The sun was shining Sunday morning On a harbor decked in gray Who could have known what lay ahead Love was lost and tears were shed And a memory was born that day Peaceful Arizona lies beneath the harbor calm Under water colored rainbows, by a bank of swaying palms When the full moon trembles on the water And the stars shine from down below I see monuments of times when our heroes in their prime Heard the call and chose to go Peaceful Arizona lies beneath the harbor calm Under water colored rainbows, by a bank of swaying palms Just a deep and still reminder of a past that's come and gone And the prideful men who gave their lives for peace Back in 1941 Peaceful Arizona, where did all the brave men go Peaceful Arizona, in the silence down below All songs written by ©1998 Gordon Freitas and published by Blue Tarpolin Music (BMI)
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