This recording, our eighth in a collaboration of more than 20 years, was enhanced by the wisdom and support of Sandy Paton, who graciously agreed to journey to Maine to provide a listening ear during our March, 1994 recording. A special thanks to Sandy for this latest in a long line of contributions to our music.
Ann Mayo Muir
Language of the Heart
1988 Jim Stewart and Bernie Houlahan CAPAC
Jim dedicates this song to our friend Capt. Dave Kennedy and the great Canadian poet Alden Nowlan. (GB)
You will always fly, even though your journey's over
Stars will chart your sky, and the moon will be your lover
Fortune plays a lonely game that forces some to part,
But here and there are much the same in the language of the heart.
You will always sail, even though the winds would leave you
Your ship can never fail, and the seas can never grieve you
You will always sing, though the melody lies broken
Your voice will always ring, though the words may be unspoken
You will always be, even though time would disown you
For you have set us free, those among us who have known you
1920 Fred W. Keller
Learned about 30 years ago from Steve White, who found it on a record of Frank Hamilton. Written around 1920 by Fred W. Keller, a lawyer, who lived near Monticello, Utah, where, it is told, during winter snows, the figure of a horse's head can be discerned on the side of a nearby mountain. It was written for an old timers banquet celebrating local history, and it contains many local references to people and places of the time. (ET)
My home it was in Texas, my past you must not know
For I seek a refuge from the law where the sage and the pinion grow.
Blue Mountain you're azure deep. Blue Mountain your sides are steep.
Blue Mountain with a horsehead on your side you've won my heart to keep.
On the brand LC I ride. There's sleeper calves by the side.
I'll own the "hip, side and shoulder" before I get older.
Zapatero don't you tan my hide.
I chum with Latigo Gordon, I drink at the Blue Goose saloon.
I dance all night with the Mormon gals, ride home `neath the light of the moon.
I trade at Bunse's store, there's bullet holes in his door
His calico treasure my pony can measure when I'm drunk and I'm feeling sore.
In the summer they say it's fine, and the winter winds I don't mind.
But say there, dear brother, if you want a mother, there's Ev on the old chuck line.
1983 Kathy deFrancis
For some time Kathy deFrancis of Denver played piano as accompaniment for a magic show. One of her compositions from this was a multi- piece medley called "The Magic Suite" "Merlin's Waltz" is one of the songs from the suite. (ET)
Fair, fair, golden fair, sunlight gently warms your hair.
Encircle me, enchant me now, dancing Merlin take me now.
Bend, bend, bending low, daisy chain and mistletoe.
Encircle me, adorn me now, I curtsy to thy courtly bow.
And if the wind should blow the sun away the dance goes on.
Everything that happens in this day becomes our song.
Sing sing into the night. Lute strings quiver with touch so light.
Encircle me with silver sound, a gentle tune to lay me down.
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