Lyrics
High Sierra & Blissphemy

High Sierra Turncoat I Am Here to Stay Trucker’s Story
Chasin' Sanborn All the Countryside Locked In A Whirlwind Hit and Run
I'm Time On the Road to Canada You Can, You Can She’s Flyin’
Oh, Susannah Beginnings Chances Are For Diane
Off to Sea Do What Motleys Do Why Oh Why Chasin’ Rainbow Again
Mountain Time Dreams The Right Moves Summer Rain

High Sierra

Words and Music by Dan McIlhenny

© 1980 and 2007 – All Rights Reserved

Earth n Wood Music ~ High Sierra Collection

 

Spring is melting into summer

Hibernation comes to end

A tiny bud opens to blossom

A brand new cycle has begun

Under the sun

 

High Sierra you’re a season

High Sierra you’re a song

High Sierra there’s so many reasons

We care about you

We’ve cared about you for so long

 

Fragileness grows into stronger

Awkwardness begins to wane

Life’s unfolding like a novel

A new page is written everyday

So we say

 

High Sierra you’re a season

High Sierra you’re a song

High Sierra there’s so many reasons

We care about you

We’ve cared about you for so long

 

Should there be another time

We choose to chase the Moon

Our love for you will always be the same

 

High Sierra you’re a season

High Sierra you’re a song

High Sierra there’s so many reasons

We care about you

We’ve cared about you for so long

 

Ah High Sierra

High Sierra

Ooh…

^

Chasin’ Sanborn

Words and Music by Dan McIlhenny

© 1983 and 2007 – All Right Reserved

Earth n Wood Music ~ High Sierra Collection

 

When I was seven maybe eight, Heck, I don’t know

I had myself a Billy goat that kept me on the go

runnin’, jumpin’, kickin’ buttin’

Yep, he did all that, he’d knock me flat, grab my hat

And I’d say dang-it, bring-it back

 

Chasin’ Sanborn up the hills

Chasin’ Sanborn through the town

Sometime’s I swear he ate half the neighborhood down

Chasin’ Sanborn round and round

Round and round, round and round and round

 

One day my mother said you kids, Be home before dark

So we struck off like boy and goat to play our in the park

runnin’, jumpin’, kickin’ buttin’

Like only he could do, we ran till I turned blue

Then he ate my tennis shoes

 

Chasin’ Sanborn up the hills

Chasin’ Sanborn through the town

Sometime’s I swear he ate half the neighborhood down

Chasin’ Sanborn round and round

Round and round, round and round and round

 

One night when we were fast asleep camped way out on a hill

Sanborn rose to guard us all from sounds that broke the still

runnin’, jumpin’, kickin’ buttin’

Sanborn did his stuff, someone yelled – ‘Hey that’s enough,

I give, I ain’t that tough!’

 

Chasin’ Sanborn up the hills

Chasin’ Sanborn through the town

Sometime’s I swear he ate half the neighborhood down

Chasin’ Sanborn round and round

Round and round, round and round and round

 

Well the very next day we celebrated Sanborn’s heroic feat

‘Cuz caught the guy who had robbed, Mr’s Chase’s Coffee Plant on Market Street

runnin’, jumpin’, kickin’ buttin’

Happy as he could be

Sanborn’s name made history

Adorning Cans and Company!

 

Chasin’ Sanborn up the hills

Chasin’ Sanborn through the town

Sometime’s I swear he ate half the neighborhood down

Chasin’ Sanborn round and round

Round and round, round and round and round

 

Chasin’ Sanborn round and round

Round and round, round and round and round

“Sanborn come back here with the seat or my pants

I can’t go to school like this!”

  ^

I‘m Time

Words and Music by Dan McILhenny

© 1982 and 2007 – All Rights Reserved

Earth n Wood Music ~ High Sierra Collection

 

I am the cycle

That goes on forever

I’m time

 

I am the timepiece

To change each season

I’m time

 

You think you can see me

In the hands of a clock

Made by man sometime ago

But what do you know

 

I am the rhythm

That keeps on churning

I’m time

 

I am the instant

To be recorded

I’m time

 

You think that you know me

‘Cuz I’m always around

To ring your alarm each day

But is it that way

 

Oh, now here I am,

Without a friend

Running a track with no end

Oh, what a fix, moving these wheels,

Ticking and ticking and ticking and ticking away

 

I am the meter

That wakes the sunshine

I’m time

 

I am the answer

To questions unknown

I’m time

I’m time

I’m time 

  ^

Oh Susannah

Lyrics and Music by Stephen Foster

Arrangement by Dan McIlhenny

Copyright 1980 and 2007 – All Rights Reserved

Earth n Wood Music ~ High Sierra Collection

 

Well I come from Alabama
With a guitar on my knee
And I'm bound for Louisiana,
My Susannah for to see

It rained all night
The day I left
The weather it t’were dry
The sun so hot,
I froze myself  to death
Susannah don't you cry

Oh, Susannah,
Now don't you cry for me
‘Cause I come from Alabama
With a guitar on my knee

I had a dream the other night
When everything was kinda still
I dreamt I saw my Susannah
She was runnin’ down the hill

A buckwheat cake was in her mouth
And a tear was in her eye
But you know that I’m bound for Dixieland
Susannah, don't you cry

Oh, Susannah,
Now don't you cry for me
‘Cause I come from Alabama
With a guitar on my knee

Oh, Susannah,
Now don't you cry for me
‘Cause I come from Alabama
With a guitar on my knee

^

Off to Sea

Words and Music by Dan McIlhenny and Bill Sieckert

© 1979 and 2007 - All Rights Reserved

Earth n Wood Music ~ High Sierra Collection

 

When I was old enough to understand

My mother said, “My son,

Your father, he’s a sailin’ man,

He left when you were one

And he’s gone, gone, gone…off to sea

 

Whoa, the days I stood above

The White Cliffs of Dover

Tryin’ to catch a glimpse of sail

Never did I see the ship

My father sailed upon

‘Cuz he was gone, gone, gone…off to sea

 

Well I listened to the merchant men

Who lived and died in stories

The lust, the hate, the memories

Of any sailor’s glories

Now they’re gone, gone, gone…off to Sea

 

Whoa the yarns they spun about

My father in New Romney

Made him out to be a gentle man

Never on this subject did my mother dwell upon

‘Cuz he was gone, gone, gone…off to sea

 

Ay away, away to find my father and the sea

Ay away, away to find my father and the sea

 

I joined a crew of seasoned swabs

A greenhorn at the gills

The salty smell, the rolling swell

The sail a sea breeze fills

And I’m gone, gone, gone…off to sea

 

Sailing to Singapore, to every port like Lisbon

Sailing I grew my water wings

Navigating by the stars

Until the light of dawn

We were gone, gone, gone…off to Sea

 

Ay away, away to find my father and the sea

Ay away, away to find my father and the sea

 

Can you tell me what kind of man is he

And life as his eyes see it

Do you know if he sails from fear of land

Or love of the sea?

 

Ay away, away to find my father and the sea

Ay away, away to find my father, way to find my father, way to find my father and the sea

  ^

Mountain Train

Words and Music by Dan McIlhenny

© 1983 and 2007 – All Rights Reserved

Earth n Wood Music – High Sierra Collection

 

I keep having this dream the trains still rollin’

Rollin’ right through the Mother Lode

The engineer’s face it seems so familiar

Familiar enough to be my own

 

Women weren’t engineers

When the Narrow Gauge got its name

But I’m as good as any man

Who ever ran a mountain train

 

Four three six five’s alive in the shadows

Shadows so sharp they dance to life

Loaded with coal it’s time for the journey

Journey to Colfax through the winter snow

 

Women weren’t engineers

When the Narrow Gauge got its name

But I’m as good as any man

Who ever ran a mountain train

 

Women weren’t engineers

When the Narrow Gauge got its name

But I’m as good as any man

Who ever ran a mountain train


^

Turncoat

Words and Music by Dan McIlhenny

© 1982 and 2007 – All Rights Reserved

Earth n Wood Music ~ High Sierra Collection

 

Held by the Rebs in Lynchburg

Nearly dead from bread and water

I’ve seen three blues turn to gray

 

Each day’s a little bit longer

Their will is getting’ much stronger

I heard my Yankee boys were captured today

 

Turncoat that’s what they expect me

Turncoat that’s what they expect me

Turncoat that’s what they expect me to be

But I’ll never give up the Union

For the Confederacy

 

My farms a burning nightmare

I signed to wage my vengeance

Caught sleepin’ on night watch near Meadows of Dan

 

Fall turns Virginny colder

The dream of peace grows older

This Northern suit I wear just fades like a man

 

Turncoat that’s what they expect me

Turncoat that’s what they expect me

Turncoat that’s what they expect me to be

But I’ll never give up the Union

For the Confederacy

 

No, no, no

 

Turncoat that’s what they expect me

Turncoat that’s what they expect me

Turncoat that’s what they expect me to be

But I’ll never give up the Union

For the Confederacy

 

Abe said all men are equal

I know that war can be cruel

The rewards of madness we reap

In the end

  ^

All The Countryside

Words and Music by  Dan McILhenny

© 1974 and 2007 – all Rights Reserved

Earth and Wood Music – High Sierra Collection

 

A gentle rain kissed a meadow once in May

Bringing moisture to the new grass and flowers of the day

Down, down it came, that gentle clean spring rain

And it greened up far and wide

All the countryside

 

When the rain stopped a fragrance filled the air

A sweet smell came from the greenery everywhere

And then the sun broke through, to dry the rainy dew

And it greened up far and wide

All the countryside

 

Up above the ground was a rainbow arching across the sky

Like a radiantly stained beautiful glass window reflecting in our eyes

 

Then a gust of wind caught the trees and swirled their leaves around

It died quickly, for a moment, there was not a sound

Then meadowlarks began to sing to tell of all the good rain brings

And how it greened up far and wide

All the countryside

  ^

On the Road to Canada

Words and Music by Dan McIlhenny

© 1982 and 2007 — All Rights Reserved

Earth n Wood Music ~ High Sierra Collection

 

On the road to Canada

He grew a smile when he closed the door

On a stagnant past

He’s free at last

On the road to Canada

 

On the road to Canada

He ran into the goddess of the rain

And she washed him clean

 In a field of green

On the road to Canada

 

On the road to Canada

He taught himself how to strum his grandpa’s guitar

‘Neath the golden sun

Where blue rivers run

Oh, On the road to Canada

 

With a rainbow wrapped around his heart

The wings to start — going north

 

On the road to Canada

He built a cabin deep within the pines

And he took a bride

They love the countryside

On the road to Canada 

  ^

Beginnings

Words and Music by Dan McIlhenny

© 1977 and 2007 - All Rights Reserved

Earth n Wood Music ~ High Sierra Collection

 

If I had the time to spend with you

You know that I would so please don’t be blue

Just make the most of everyday

They go so fast just when you hope they’ll stay

 

And life it seems keeps spinnin’ round

Most folks never touch the ground

They keep on flyin’ sailin’ through the sky

 

And as for me I’ve realized

Spinnin’ round can hypnotize

Enough to hold your gaze until you die

Until you die

 

So on this day I shall begin

To live my life again

Feeling the warmth and closeness of my friends

And drawing strength from deep inside

I’ll never know the need to hide

From my life, from my love, from my friends

 

Oh, I’ll find the time to spend with you

We’ll climb a mountain just to see the view

We’ll make the most of everyday

And savor the moments as they pass away

 

‘Cause our lives won’t be spinnin’ round

Our feet will be touchin’ ground

We’ll see the sunset dancing through the sky

 

To know that we have realized

Spinnin’ round can hypnotize

Enough to hold our gaze until they die

Until they die

 ^

Do What Motleys Do

Words and Music by Dan McIlhenny

© 1982 and 2007

Earth n Wood Music ~ High Sierra Collection

 

Fourteen kids and a tug-a-war line, seven lined up on either side

Of a swollen creek running through the center of town

Eight are skinny and the rest are fat, five are twelve and the rest aren’t that

At the swollen creek running through the center of town

 

What a way to spend a Saturday, when you ain’t gotta’ nickel

And you’re feeling bored blue; just recruit yourself a motley crew

And do what motleys do

 

Fourteen kids in a tomato patch, all sorta’ busy playing catch

By a hickory grove that lies near the outskirts of town

Six are shorter and the rest are tall, fourteen run when the farmer calls

From the hickory grove that lies near the outskirts of town

 

What a way to spend a Saturday, when you ain’t gotta’ nickel

And you’re feeling bored blue; just recruit yourself a motley crew

And do what motleys do

 

Fourteen kids, not a one sits down, they all chose a hickory stick at Farmer Brown’s

The sun still rises and the sky’s still blue and motleys do what motleys do

 

What a way to spend a Saturday, when you ain’t gotta’ nickel

And you’re feeling bored blue; just recruit yourself a motley crew

And do what motleys do

  ^

Dreams

Words and Music by Dan McIlhenny

© 1974 and 2007 – All Rights Reserved

Earth n Wood Music ~ High Sierra Collection

 

When I was a young boy

I used to dream about the hills

Way up North in the timberland

Where the winter air a chills

 

I’d build myself a cabin

From some sturdy pine

And then I’d furnish it

With handmade crafts

And life would be so fine

Life would be so fine

You know that life would be so very fine

 

But as I grew older

My thoughts they did change some

The dreams came more frequently

Of the hills and summer sun

 

And not far from my cabin

Was this babblin’ creek

You know that I’d go there

To rest quietly

Just to hear Mother Nature speak

To hear Mother Nature speak

Oh just to hear Mother Nature speak

Still my life keeps on changin’

With each moment of every passin’ day

But most of all I have to say that I’m happy

For the changes comin’ my way

The changes comin’ my way

Oh for the changes takin’ place in my life every day

^

 

I Am Here to Stay

Words and Music by Dan McIlhenny

© 1977 and 2009 – All Rights Reserved

Earth n Wood Music ~ Blissphemy Collection

 

If I could wear my heart on the outside, Baby

Like a neon light it would shine

To leave its impression on your mind

That I am here to stay

 

I searched for years but I could not find

Just where I wanted to be

I was on the verge of givin’ up

But Darlin’, you rescued me

 

There’s been too many byways

And too many highways

Hours on the open road

Nights I’ve spent alone

Confused and scared

Wishing I was back home

 

There’s been too many beer halls

And too many close calls

In the one horse towns I’ve known

Days I felt bad, abused and sad

Wishing I was back home

 

Ah but home disappeared quite some time ago

The day I left to make my own way

All I’d recall was a sweet memory

Now you’ve come along to rescue me, rescue me

 

So all I can say is thank you, Baby

For helping me find my way

You’ve got the love that shines and shines

So I am here to stay

 

Ooh -  ah, you’ve got the love that shines and shines, so I am here to stay

^

Locked In A Whirlwind

Words and Music by Dan McIlhenny

© 1977 and 2009 – All Rights Reserved

Earth n Wood Music ~ Blissphemy Collection

 

Locked in a whirlwind

Spinnin’ out of control

To an African rhythm

One that tingles her soul

And she keeps on spinnin’ around

Gyrating to the sound - she’s

Lost in the rollin’ sea of blissphemy

 

Seductively swayin’

Movin’ closer to the fire

Dark was the evenin’

As the flames rose higher and higher

 

And then she leaps in to the air

‘Cuz the fire singes her hair – she’s

Lost in the rollin’ sea of blissphemy

 

Ha na na ha

Na na na   

Ha na na

Na na na

Ha na na na na na na na na na na na na na na -

 

I’ll never leave you

Pretty maiden of desire

We’ll dance through the evenin’

As the flames reach higher and higher and higher and higher and higher and higher and high

And then we’ll leap in to the air

If the fire singes our hair – we’re

Lost in the rollin’ sea of blissphemy

 

Ha na na ha

Na na na

Ha na na

Na na na

Ha na na na na na na na na na na na na na -

 

Na na na ha

Na na na

Na na na

Na na na na  

Ha na na na na na na na na na na na na na -

^

You Can, You Can

Words and Music by Dan McIlhenny

© 1982 and 2009 – All Rights Reserved

Earth n Wood Music ~ Blissphemy Collection

 

You can take the A Train out of here

If that big band sound is something that you hold dear

Just a short trip back the track

The Chattanooga Choo Choo’s waiting, so pack

And you can take the A Train out of here

 

You can dance to stardust memories

And little sweet nothings can spice the recipe

Just turn around and step right through

The revolving door marked Twenty-Three Skidoo

And you can dance to stardust memories

 

You can, you can,

I know you can

Imagine and you’re there again 

You can, you can, you can,

I know you can

 

You can see the silver screen again

Tracy and Hepburn, Garbo and Errol Flynn

For two bits at the Bijou

There’s a double feature with Betty Boop too

And you can see the silver screen again

 

You can, you can,

I know you can

Imagine and you’re there again

You can, you can, you can, you can

Imagine and you’re there again

You can you can you can     

I know you can

Yes you can

Yes you can

^

Chances Are

Words and Music by Dan McIlhenny

© 1977 and 2009 – All Rights Reserved

Earth n Wood Music ~ Blissphemy Collection

 

Chances are he

Won’t be a knight in shining armor

But he’ll know how to dance with you

And romance you

By the light of the moon

Even on a moonless night

He’s bound to treat you right 

So if you’re smart you won’t let him go

Don’t let him go

 

Hey listen gal

You’re tryin’ too hard to find that someone

There’s no need to dream or pretend

Quite as you do

If you’d relax you’ll find

Your wishes may come true

And the next thing you know

He’ll be standing beside you

 

Chances are he

Won’t be a rich or handsome cowboy

But he’ll know how to comfort you

And help you through all your times of need

Let your hero succeed and he’ll bring you to

Right where you wanted to be

So if you’re smart you won’t let him go

Don’t let him go

Don’t let him go

Don’t let him go

Don’t let him go

Don’t let him go

Don’t let him go

Don’t let him go

Don’t let him go

^

Why Oh Why

Words and Music by Dan McIlhenny

© 1974 and 2009 – All Rights Reserved

Earth n Wood Music ~ Blissphemy Collection

 

Why oh why

Do you have to look the way you do

You make me cry

 

Why oh why

Are you always so very sweet

You knock me right off my feet

Whoa Babe

 

Hey Babe, oh Babe

Don’t you know that I’m in love with you

I’d do anything to please you too

 

Babe, oh Babe

Please say that you’ll be mine right now

I need you woman and how

Woo oh Babe

 

And I guess I never really knew

What love could do for me

It’s turned my spirit inside out now, now

And Lord I feel so free

Others urged me more than once

To give it one more try

Ah, but now each morn when I awake

I ask this selfish question

 

Why oh why

Do you have to look the way you do

My heart is broken in two

 

Oh Babe, oh Babe

Don’t you know that I’m in love with you

I’d do anything to please you too

Oh Baby

Baby

^

The Right Moves

Words and Music by Dan McIlhenny

© 1982 and 2009 – All Rights Reserved

Earth n Wood Music ~ Blissphemy Collection

 

This stack of lonely nights

Could be never ending

But never‘s gonna end tonight

I see the passion your eyes are sending

Hold me

 

To see our fantasy

Unfold is revealing

A place and time we’ve never touched

I see the passion your eyes are sending

Hold me

 

Oh, the right moves

Are here in our hands

As natural as being a woman or man

Together we’ll learn and understand

The right moves are here in our hands

 

Don’t be afraid… afraid my darlin’

It’s only you and I…  It’s only…you and I

 

The right moves are here in our hands

As natural as being a woman or man

Oh, together we’ll learn and understand

The right moves are here in our hands

 

Right moves are here in our hands

As natural as being a woman or man

Together we’ll learn and understand

The right moves are here in our hands

 

That’s why I’m telling you

The right moves are here in our hands

As natural as being a woman or man

Together we’ll learn and understand

The right moves are here in our hands

^

Trucker’s Story

Words and Music by Dan McIlhenny

© 1975 and 2009 – All Rights Reserved

Earth n Wood Music ~ Blissphemy Collection

 

From the turn of the key

To the push on a pedal

The mighty engine roars

Tanks have been topped

Oil line is fine

And off that semi soars

 

I’m on a moonlight ride

Out of Four Corners

And Bishop’s my next stop

Got me a pack of cigarettes

And an ice cold soda pop

Woo -

 

Well ol’ Mohave is kinda lonely, Baby

So I turn on that radio

Flat out movin’ across the desert

Lordy that wind can blow

 

Settling back in my seat

Thinking about you and me

Whenever I’m with you, Darlin’

It’s always so special and free

 

Whoa, if every truck drivin’ man

Had himself a gal like you

There’d be no need for one night stands

And drinkin’ and feelin’ blue

 

Well, I’m half way home to Hawthorne, Nevada

And the sky’s still burnin’ black

Seven more hours of-a driving time

This country kid can hit the sack

 

Once again, you’ll be in my arms

The way it’s been before

So I’ve got my rig wound up too high

‘Cuz soon I’ll be opening the door

 

Woh, if every truck drivin’ man

Had himself a gal like you

There’d be no need for one night stands

And drinkin’ and feelin’ blue

 

Yeah, if every truck drivin’ man

Had himself a gal like you

There’d be no need for one night stands

And drinkin’ and feelin’ blue

 

So from the turn of the key

To the push on a pedal

The mighty engine roars

Tanks have been topped

Oil line is fine

And off that semi soars, yea yea

 

You know I’m on a moonlight ride

Out of Four Corners

And Bishop’s my next stop

Got me a pack of cigarettes

And an ice cold soda pop

Woo -

^

Hit and Run

Words and Music by Dan McIlhenny

© 1982 and 2009 – All Rights Reserved

Earth n Wood Music ~ Blissphemy Collection

 

She was a believer

Believin’ in an innocent smile

But all the while

He’s deceivin’ everyone

It looks like another case of hit and run

 

Hit and run, hit and run, hit hit

Hit and run, hit and run

First he hits

And then he runs

 

He tells her he wants her

Telling her sweet soft seductive lies

Behind those eyes

His mind is always turning

Could it be another case of hit and run

 

Hit and run, hit and run, hit hit

Hit and run, hit and run

First he hits

And then he runs

 

Whether you’ve been taken once

Or half a dozen times

Playing the fool is always hard to take

Make no mistake

 

Hit and run, hit and run, hit hit

Hit and run, hit and run, hit hit

Hit and run, hit and run, hit hit

Hit and run, hit and run

First he hits

And then he runs

Then he runs

^

She’s Flyin’

Words and Music by Dan McIlhenny

© 1977 and 2009 – All Rights Reserved

Earth n Wood Music ~ Blissphemy Collection

 

Orange and blue, yellow red

Colors dance within her head

Sunset bidding a goodbye

She steps in to the western sky

She steps in to the western sky

 

Now she’s flyin’

Flyin’ away

Searching for a special place

To spend her precious days

 

She was caught in the web of a wicked man

But she found the key to freedom

Now she’s free

She fought only to ebb into his crafted plan

She was bound to be a victim of his sorcery

 

But when the sun

Rose in the sky this morning

An eagle dove through silver clouds of rain

Untied the bonds she’d struggled to be rid of

Then gently eased her skyward from the pain

 

Now she’s flyin’

Flyin’ away

Searching for a special place

To spend her precious days

 

Oh she’s flyin’

Flyin’ away

You know she’s flyin’ away

She’s flyin’ away

 

When the sun rose in the sky this morning

An eagle dove through silver clouds of rain

Untied the bonds she’d struggled to be rid of

Then gently eased her skyward from the pain

 

Now she’s flyin’ (flyin’ away)

 

Purple, pink and violet blue

Colors continue changing hue

Today began a life-long quest

She seeks a spot in which to nest

She seeks a spot in which to nest

^

For Diane

Words and Music by Dan McIlhenny

© 1975 and 2009 – All Rights Reserved

Earth n Wood Music ~ Blissphemy Collection

 

I think it’s come the time

That I should make you mine

‘Cuz Girl, it started so long ago

 

The days, they come and they go

But still my feelings flow

Your letters always make me feel so fine

 

And I’m hoping one day soon

You’ll come to California

So that you can find out how life out west can truly be

I know that the folks back home are going to do their best

Whoa, just to worn ya’,

But it’s your decision, and I’m praying you’ll come and see

 

As winter blends into spring

The songbirds here will sing

Lately you’ve been the only one on my mind

 

A girl like you is hard to find

Who’s so consistently kind

And if you only knew the joy to me you bring

                       

And I’m hoping one day soon

You’ll come to California

So that you can find out how life out west can truly be

I know that the folks back home are going to do their best

Whoa, just to worn ya’

But it’s your decision, and I’m praying you’ll come and see

Whoa, it’s your decision, and I’m praying

Whoa, it’s your decision and I’m praying you’ll come and see

^

Chasin’ Rainbow Again

Words and Music by Dan McIlhenny

© 1983 and 2009 – All Rights Reserved

Earth n Wood Music ~ Blissphemy Collection

 

When I see

A shootin’ star

I take a wish

From the old Mason jar

Whoa and here I go

Chasin’ rainbows again

 

Crystal rain

A summer day

Two faces chase

The awkwardness away

Whoa and here I go

Chasin’ rainbows again

 

Chasin’ rainbows again

Maybe somethin’ I should no longer do

But it gave me a dream girl come true

A pot of gold just turns to blue

 

Sunset skies

Announce the night

Falling in love’s

An evenin’ delight

And here I go

Chasin’ rainbows again

 

Chasin’ rainbows again

Maybe somethin’ I should no longer do

But it gave me a dream girl come true

A pot of gold just turns to blue

 

Chasin’ rainbows again

Maybe somethin’ I should no longer do

But it gave me a dream girl come true

A pot of gold just turns to blue

A pot of gold just turns to blue

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Summer Rain

Words and Music by Dan McIlhenny

© 1975 and 2009 – All Rights Reserved

Earth n Wood Music ~ Blissphemy Collection

 

There’s nothing quite like

A summer rain

Lighting flashing

Through the air

Gettin’ drenched

By a warm summer rain

Soaked to the underwear

 

Somewhere off

The pacific coast

The hawk still

Rules the sky

Opens the gate

For an electrical storm

That hunts for you and I

 

Summer rain

Summer rain

Is falling down on you

No matter what you do

 

The Weather Report

Say maybe summer rain

But the sky looks

Crisp and clear

The weatherman

He’s got a faulty weathervane

Later it’s thunder you hear

 

You scramble

For your automobile

But you are

Much too late

This morning you took

Yourself a chance

By afternoon you met your fate

 

Summer rain

Summer rain

Is falling down on you

No matter what you do

   

What can I do about the summer rain

That sneaks up and gets me wet

Talkin’ about that summer rain

Have they found a remedy yet

 

Summer rain

Summer rain

Summer rain

Summer rain

What can I do about the summer rain

What can I do about it

What can I do about the summer rain

What can I do about it

 

Woo -

What can I do about it

Woo -

What can I do about it

 

Summer rain (what can I do about it)

Summer rain (what can I do about it)

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