High SierraWords 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’ 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 TimeWords 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 SusannahLyrics 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 Oh, Susannah, Off to SeaWords
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 TurncoatWords 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 CanadaWords 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 BeginningsWords 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 DreamsWords 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
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I Am Here to StayWords 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 WhirlwindWords 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 CanWords 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 AreWords 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 WhyWords 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 MovesWords 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 StoryWords 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 RunWords 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 DianeWords 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 AgainWords 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 Summer RainWords 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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