Histories

by Michael C Kelly

/
  • Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.

     $7 CAD  or more

     

1.
04:46
2.
3.
4.
05:48
5.

credits

released March 3, 2015

tags

license

all rights reserved

feeds

feeds for this album, this artist

about

Michael C Kelly Greater Sudbury, Ontario

contact / help

Contact Michael C Kelly

Streaming and
Download help

Track Name: The Grandfather
He melted at the innocence of the child's early days
On her road, on her road
Her heart giving sway to the swirls and whirls of play
On her road, on her road
Her thoughts to extend, wit's vessel to depend
On her road, on her road
Old mysteries to refine, new loves to define
On her road

I can feel you, I can see you
You take me places I don't really know
And I will find you, I will mind you,
I'll keep a light in the corner of my soul

He saw a fog roll in and take away her smile
On her road, on her road
With promises and grins that left her with its sins
On her road, on her road
She toiled through the haze and danced along her way
On her road, on her road
To grip the reins of life, to soothe the chafes of strife
On her road.

I can feel you, I can see you
You take me places I don't really know
And I will find you, I will mind you,
I'll keep a light in the corner of my soul

-- The Sligo Maid refrain --

I can feel you, almost see you
You take me places I don't really know
And I will find you, I will mind you,
I'll keep a light in the corner of my soul

He smiled when a thunder opened up her eyes
On her road, on her road
Warning of the win against a heartfelt out of spin
On her road, on her road
She settled to the comfort of a warm and peaceful stay
On her road, on her road
New mysteries to define, old loves to refine
On her road ...
Track Name: Sarah's Rooms
She lay in the brine of a sweat filled fever, there'd been trouble in spirit land
She saw a soldier, he was struggling, her lever-action in his hand
He took two steps in her direction, stopped, raised the sights up to his eye.
Finger lightly caressing the trigger, itching for him to say good by

Hey Sarah, what's it gonna be,
Guns and ghosts in this here town?
Hey Sarah, you could use your money
To put me up in one of your rooms.

Now Sarah caught wind of a local prophet, hoping he could calm her mind
She brought him her troubles and some money, and he said leave this place behind
Move yourself west my little lady, hire the finest workers in the land
You're going need a big house for the fallen, for every soul wasted by your hand

Hey Sarah, what's it gonna be,
Guns and ghosts in this here town?
Hey Sarah, you could use your money
To put me up in one of your rooms.

She toiled away at her construction, thirty-eight years, tooth and nail
Rooms for the dearly departed, a project of massive scale
You can hear the folk outside complaining, every time they shoot some people down
More guns, no guns, it ain’t funny, how their arguments spin round and round

Hey Sarah, what's it gonna be,
Guns and ghosts in this here town?
Hey Sarah, you could use your money
To put me up in one of your rooms.


—Spoken Word—
Yah, any old room'll do.
I don't even need a bed,
just something to protect me from the gun-slinging antics of you living folk ...
Track Name: Sonny
Spoken Words by Kevin Kelly (© Kevin Kelly, 2016 reprinted here with permission)

The shell cracks
The sun beckons him
The beak affects the exit to
To a cold, where he will be wet, and weak, and wary, and alone

But kestrel and sparrow alight
And they have no guide, no tyrant
Not but nothing watches and wards
But what of that? I must away!
Track Name: Dalton Lament
Verse 1:
[Em]I remember our days up in [G]Dalton
[Em]A great place to start, [G]but not to end
[Em]I can see us sitting [G]in the back yard
[Am7]At the schoolhouse where we [Em]lived

Verse 2:
Now, I know you and you know me
Some say that we were more than friends
But I shouldn't have taken you for granted
You shouldn't have brought in your new friend

Chorus:
[G]I want to go [Am7]back there
[G]I want to turn this [Am7]awful thing around
[G]I want to sit in the [Am7]back yard
[CM7]Maybe listen to
[BbM7]Maybe listen to
[Bdim]To those Dalton evening [Am7]sounds

Verse 3:
I curse that one occasion
The day I took a thing or two
And the damn postal money order
And the gun I used to shoot you

Verse 4:
I was told told the cops, they came a'runnin
Searching for your body, high and low
From the rail stop out at Bolkow
To the money order I signed in old Chapleau

Chorus:
[G]Mama, I want to go [Am7]back there
[G]I want to turn this [Am7]awful thing around
[G]I want to sit in the [Am7]back yard
[CM7]Maybe listen to
[BbM7]Maybe listen to
[Bdim]To those Dalton evening [Am7]sounds

Verse 5:
I know there's a hole in this here building
For the slew of a Hangman's noose
And I can hear a pin drop in this Sudbury court room
I wonder how they'll cut me loose?

Chorus:
[G]Lord, I want to go [Am7]back there
[G]I want to turn this [Am7]awful thing around
[G]I want to sit in the [Am7]back yard
[CM7]Maybe listen to
[BbM7]Maybe listen to
[Bdim]To those Dalton evening [Am7]sounds