Forevuary

Sean McGaughey

February  2013.  A February Album Writing Month project

It all started on January 31

with a link-  fawm.org

a lark

a whim

a hope

A Challenge

February Album Writing Month

Write 14 songs in 28 days.

That’s insane!

I can’t do that!

Why, I only wrote 6 songs in all of last year

(and 3 of them were parodies)

But...

What have I got to lose?

It’s a crazy scheme

but aren’t those the best kind?

Besides,

What’s the worst thing that could happen?

I could end up with a couple new songs...

-- That would be sweet!

February 1, 2013

A strong start,

2 songs -- both keepers

Then it gets blurry

14 songs in 16 days

3 songskirmishes

(where someone gives you a title

 and you have 1 hour to write and record a song)

A collaboration or two

Listen and leave comments about

dozens and dozens of other FAWMer’s songs

February 16, 2013

14 songs!  

Challenge Completed.  

What now?

Play with some new recording software

Try some new songwriting tools.

Start writing again with five days left

Write six more songs.

Who has two thumbs and twenty brand new songs?

This Guy!

What did I get?

Twenty Songs

Engergized

A stretch as a writer

… and as a musician

Smug

… really flipping smug.

A pass from the omnipresent blahs of February.

(I think I failed to mention

I

am

definitely

not

fond

of

winter).

What did I get?

A collection

a set of stories

a compilation

An album, you might say

I call it

Forevuary



March 26, 2013

Dear Friends and Family:  

This fall and winter I undertook two very creative projects.  

In the fall, I cleaned and renovated our basement, creating a lovely warm new rec-room for our family’s enjoyment. (all except the baseboards, which I have put on the 5 year plan) .  

This February, on a bit of a lark, I decided to try February Album Writing Month where participants are challenged to write 14 songs in 28 days.  To my complete amazement, by the end of February I had written a collection of 20 songs, which I have entitled Forevuary.   The themes in my songwriting never stray too far away from childhood, family, faith and living in a small town.  You can hear demos of all the songs on my website at ductapeguy.net .  

To celebrate the completion of both of these projects, please join us for a pot luck and house concert in our new rec room where I will perform Forevuary for an audience of my family and friends, and share the stories behind the songs.

House Concert Featuring Sean McGaughey performing Forevuary

Date:  Sunday May 5, 2013

Concert to start 2:30 pm

Pot Luck Dinner  and Jam to follow.

Sean and Nancy McGaughey’s Home in Midland Ontario

This weekend is also Nancy’s Birthday so we will have lots to celebrate.

Please RSVP for directions and so that we know who to expect.

Thanks,

Sean McGaughey

Forevuary

Sean McGaughey

February  2013.  A February Album Writing Month project

1)  Just a Simple Song

2)  Wake Up Willie

3)  Two Left Feet  @shay

4)  Love Never Fails

5)  Buckle Em Up

6)  In Kingston

7)  Alberta Clipper

8)  Countdown-- (Ballad of Chris Hadfield)

9)  Change

10)What I Started

11)The 100th Day of School

12)Precious Gifts

13)Finish Line

14)Too Many Words

15) A Shrew Called Stu  with @songsville

16) Billy Day 

17) Constellations

18) Underneath

19) Praise and Exalt

20) Forevuary

 

Just a Simple Song

Sean McGaughey ©Feb 1, 2013

Fawm 2013 #1          Key of A works best for my voice  Try G capo 2:

 Intro  I-I7-IV-IV-V-V7

 

Verse 1

I-I7-IV-IV-

 Starts with a sound, a little bit of melody

I-I- V-V7

Hum a wordless tune to see, if anything is there

I-I7-IV-IV-

Get out my guitar, pick a few familiar chords

IV-I- V-I-I

The rhythm and the energy, make me want to sing out loud

 

Chorus

IV-IV- I-I

It's just a simple song, ain't ever going to change the world

V-V7- I-I

maybe there's a boy and girl, who'll want to sing along

IV-IV- I-I

With the rhythm of tapping feet, rocking to a gentle beat

V-V7- I-I

I'll dance you out of your seat-- with just a simple song.

 

Verse 2

In comes the bass, keeping rhythm on the bottom end

Makes you want to clap your hands, and start to sing along.

For just a little while, your worries start to fade away

Take time out from a busy day, to sing a little song.


Wake Up Willie (Groundhog Day Song)

©S.McGaughey

February 1, 2013

FAWM 2013 #2

Willie the Groundhog plays in the meadow

eating berries and grass all the summer

When autumn leaves change he must arrange

a nice hole for his winter slumber

February second brings his greatest fear

A man in a top hat who comes every year

To rustle poor Willie out of his bed

Scaring the good dreams out of his head.

So Wake up Willie, It's time for you to say,

Will it be an early spring, or is winter here to stay?

So Wake up Willie. The people want to know,

Will there be another six weeks of winter,

or a month and half of snow?


Love Never Fails

(C) Sean McGaughey Feb 3, 2013

FAWM 2013 #3

http://ductapeguy.net/FAWM2013/Sean_McGaughey-Love_Never_Fails_Feb3-13.mp3

This was a fun one to write.  It came from alot of places.  1) Yesterday we went to two concerts by very bluesy songwriters.  2) I wanted to do the #firstfruits challenge  3) The epistle at mass today was 1 Cor 13.  4) For the longest time, I have wanted to write a song directly from scripture.  So.. I did a search for "love is" "love as"  "love does"  on a bible search engine, pasted them all into a text document and started gathering them together.  There are verses from both Old and New Testament, but I'm going to say I co-wrote this with St. Paul.   Then I got into my Delorean and had Alan Lomax record it for me and put it on a 78.  Enjoy.

Slow country Gospel Blues in A:  Chords include A7 (with a few Amaj7 for effect), E7, Bm7

Verses  (2XA7-2XE7)X3, Bm7-E7-A7-Amaj7

Chorus:  (2XBm7-2XE7)X2 2xA7-2xE7 Bm7-E7-A7-Amaj7

Love is patient, Love is kind

Loving you is better than life

I see your love before my eyes

Love never fails

Love's not jealous, it is not rude

Slow to anger, doesn't brood

Love won't rejoice about another's loss

Love never fails

The LORD'S love for us is strong

Love's admitting when you are wrong.

So faith, hope, love remain, Love never fails

Love bears all things, believes all things,

Love hopes all things, endures all things.

Love rejoices with the truth

Love never fails


Two Left Feet

Feb 3, 2013  Lyrics @shay Music- Sean McGaughey  FAWM #4

Chords.  Sprightly pop rhythm  Think 60’s girl band song.  G-Em-C-D  Ad nauseum...

Can't take my eyes off this beauty queen

has the clearest ocean eyes I've ever seen

She's standin all alone in the middle of the room

wish we could dance oh but askin's no use

Cause I've got

Two left feet, Yeah I've got  Two left feet

I can't dance,

I've got two left feet, I've got  Two left feet

there's no chance

I've got two left feet, I've got  Two left feet

I’ve been left out of romance

Suddenly, she's comin my way

Haven't got a clue what to say?

She whispers to me, would you fancy a walk?

I'd ask you for a dance but then people would talk

Cause I've got

Two left feet, Yeah I've got  Two left feet

I can't dance,

Cause I've got two left feet, I've got  Two left feet

there's no chance

I've got two left feet, I've got  Two left feet

I’ve been left out of romance

So She & I we were one and the same

we still haven't danced and we like it that way

Cause She’s got

two left feet, Yeah she's got ,Two left feet

We can't dance,

And I've got two left feet, Yeah 've got  Two left feet

there's no chance

We've got Four left feet, Yeah we've got

Four left feet

Let’s start our romance,...

Let’s Start our Romance


Buckle ‘Em Up

Feb 3, 2013  © Sean McGaughey  FAWM #5  Skirmish 4  G-G-C-C-GGDD  over and over  (Truck drivin song feel to it).

Buckl’em Up

Click it or Ticket

Hug your kids at home,

belt them in the car.

Arrive alive

Don’t drink and drive

Driving hammered

will get you nailed

Look every way

Every Day

You can't get home,

unless you're safe.

Have another day

Don’t text and talk

With all these damn rules

 I can’t drive

I’ll have to walk.


In Kingston Sean McGaughey © February 6, 2013 FAWM #6 Reggae Riddum: G-G-Cmaj7-D over and over

On sunny days the drifted snow, takes on a sandy glow

Walking past a frosted tree, wishing I was on the Carribean Sea

Days are short and the nights are darker

as the north wind blows right through your parka

It's the longest season of the year.

Wishing I were far from here

in Kingston, Kingston Jamaica

in Kingston, Kingston Jamaica

The food is spicy and the people warm

I won't have to shovel after a storm

We can dance to a red hot reggae band,

and the only thing cold is the drink in my my hand,

I could use a little time away,

Even just for one warm day

in Kingston, Kingston Jamaica

in Kingston. Kingston Jamaica

Bridge: D-D-Cmaj7Cmaj7 last line D D C D

A Canadian winter, is known for it charms

but when January's blizzards become February's storms

And winter is eternal, at least that`s how it seems

You long to go to someplace warm, if only in your dreams

like Kingston, Kingston Jamaica

in Kingston. Kingston Jamaica

The food is spicy and the people warm

I won't have to shovel after a storm

We can dance to a red hot reggae band,

and the only thing cold is the drink in my my hand,

I could use a little time away,

Even just for one warm day

In Kingston...

Alberta Clipper

© Sean McGaughey February 7, 2013  FAWM #7

6/8  moderate tempo in Am

VERSE

C-C-G-G-Am-Am-G-G

C-C-G-G-Am-G-Am-Am

CHORUS

Gx4 Amx4 Gx4 Amx4

Verse 1

The Alberta Clipper roared into town

piles of white blankets strewn on the ground

Outside is silence so cold you can see it

The streetlights grasp for the sky

It’s the harshest day of the year

You wonder how anything could ever live here

Verse 2

I heard on the news they’re bringing the army,

with shovels and plows to dig out the city

stopped dead in the wake of a Texas low

As if they had never seen snow

It’s the harshest day of the year

You wonder how anything could ever live here

Verse 3

The river of time seems frozen in place

We are forever trapped in winter’s embrace

It’s as clear as the frost covered scarf on my face

‘round the corner... as always... waits spring.

Countdown:  Ballad of Chris Hadfield

Sean McGaughey © Feb 8,  2013

FAWM #8        Song Skirmish #5

Key of D ¾

Growing up on the farm, Chris Hadfield would dream,

of soaring around in a flying machine.  

As a boy Chris resolved that he would try

to go out and make his mark in the sky

As a scientist, pilot and astronaut  

Chris still made music and never forgot

As he and his brothers would play their guitars,

His dream of bringing his songs to the stars,  

He’s the first folk-singer in space

Singing tunes far above the whole human race

He takes pictures and tweets as he orbits around

picking at 23 times speed of sound.

A Canadian proud who has travelled the world,

He takes time to tell all  the young boys and girls,

To dream their own journeys  beyond  what we know

And make a bright future wherever they go

He’s the first folk-singer in space

Singing tunes far above the whole human race

He takes pictures and tweets he orbits around

picking at 23 times speed of sound.

Change:

Sean McGaughey  Feb 11, 2012  FAWM #9  A quiet little lament marking the end of the penny in Canada.  ¾, very slow in Am.

C                                G

I haven’t a penny for your thoughts anymore

Am                                G

The 5 and dime is now the two dollar store

C                                G

You can’t tell the middle class from the poor

Am                        Em                Am

Seems that all we are left with is change

C                                G

It’s getting harder to earn, with no pennies to save

Am                                G

The games are all silent at the penny arcade,  

C                                G

And you won’t find the Beatles down on Penny Lane

Am                        Em                Am  C-C7

Seems that all we are left with is change

F                                C

The sun won’t  shine as bright as a new penny,  

G                                        C  C7

We’ll have no more good luck, cause we just can’t find any,

F                                                C        Am

And we can’t  keep a penny, so we’ll never have many

Am                        Em                Am

Seems that all we are left with is change,

C                                G

I haven’t a penny for your thoughts anymore

Am                                G

The 5 and dime is now the two dollar store

C                                G

You can’t tell the middle class from the poor

Am                        Em                C        F    

Seems that all we are left with is change  is change

C                        G                C

yes all we can count on is change.


What I Started

© Sean McGaughey February 13, 2013  FAWM #10   Definitely a country rock groove going on here in D.

V1:

D                        A                G        A

In January the gym is packed, like sardines in a can

D                        A                G        A

Every one of us resolved to become a healthy man

D                        A                G        A        

February’s empty gym shows no one got too far.

D                        A                G        A

Instead of working out you’ll find us sitting in a  bar.  

D-D-D/G-A

Lost my groove

D-D-D/G-A

Missed my mark

D-D-D/G-A

Another misfire D-D-D/G-A

shot in the dark

My aim was off

I should have planned

 I guess things got out of hand

Seems that I can’t ever

finish what I started

When I was young, I dreamed big dreams, that one day I'd be rich.  

But every scheme I tried,  it always had a hitch

It was too much hard work, with more bad luck than I can mention,

Well they say the road to hell is always paved with good intentions

Chorus

Bridge

G   A   D Bm

Of all the times I quit before, this might be the last

G   A   D Bm

Not a broken promise in the bottom of a glass

G   A   D Bm

Now that you mention it, there’s one thing I find strange

G   D  G   A

The more I sit here on this stool, the more things never change.

100th Day of School

©  Sean McGaughey and the grade 1 classes at Bayview School

Feb 13, 2012  FAWM #11   Key of C

10 Candy Hearts on my cupcake                         Kids Say:  “10”

10 Kitten stickers on my page                        Kids Say:  “20”

10 math problems with only one wrong                Kids Say:  “30”

I need 10 groups of 10 for this song                        Kids Say:  “40”

We’ve been at school for 100 days

We love to learn to read, sing, dance and play

We learn to count and add to pass our tests

I think the 100th day of school is the very best

I know how to count backwards from 10                Kids Say:  “50”

10, 9, 8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1 Let’s do it again

10 fruitloops  on my necklace                                Kids Say:  “60”

10 smiles on 10 children’s faces                        Kids Say:  “70”

We’ve been at school for 100 days

We love to learn to read, sing, dance and play

We learn to count and add to pass our tests

I think the 100th day of school is the very bes

10 Red Hearts For Valentine’s Day                        Kids Say:  “80”

A 10 block tower, I hope it will stay                        Kids Say:  “90”

10 kids in a conga line start to prance                

As 100 children do our Hundred Day Dance                Kids Say:  “100”

10, 20, 30, 40, 50, 60, 70, 80, 90, 100


Precious Gifts

©  Sean McGaughey Feb 14, 2012  FAWM #12   Key of C Travis picked country ballad.

My brother and I came home one day from school

Our father waited for us grinning like a fool

He had bought a gift for us, something that we'd like

In the shed out in the back were two new shiny bikes

Now a bicycle for a young boy is freedom on two wheels

I had a friend without a bike who did not know how that feels

I asked my Dad if could give my old bike to my friend

A gift that`s shared is given twice, I began to comprehend.

And we'd ride the trails through the woods and into town,

It was worth hard pushing up the hills, to feel the flying down

Our wheels were wings as the summers breezes rumpled our hair

I've learned that life's most precious gifts are greater when they're shared

30 years later,  dad brought to our home

A new bike for my daughter, it was time for her to learn to roam.

We spent a week, the three of us, in a sunny meadow

Dad, and grandad grinning as she learned how to pedal.

Time flies, in the blink of an eye, my daughter's in her teens

She's a beauty, all arms and legs, full of hopes and dreams

That old child's bike her grandpa gave her is way too small

She asked to  give it to her friend who's not so tall.

And they'll ride the trails through the woods and into town,

It's worth hard pushing up the hills, to feel the flying down

And wheels are wings as the summers breezes rumpled their hair

We have learned that life's most precious gifts are greater when they're shared


Finish Line

© Sean McGaughey  February 16, 2013  FAWM #13  (Songskirmish 12)

16 bar blues in E.  

For all of us, life is a race

We must strive to win-- there is no second place

Though we may stumble along the way

We must keep running every day

If we run alone, the race will be lost,

Jesus has already won and he paid the cost

Glory awaits us on the finish line

Saints and apostles are already there

Offering help those who need of prayer

And when the road starts to get rough

get down on your knees and never give up

Yes we must train, and we must pray,

asking for help from above every day

Heaven awaits us, on the finish line

Clothed in the armour of the Lord

Girded with truth, the spirit`s sword

Shield of faith- shoes of peace

In surrender we win, down on our knees

Give first to God, follow his word,

Second is neighbour leaving us third.

Victry awaits us on the finish line.  

Ephesians 6:10-18

Revised Standard Version Catholic Edition (RSVCE)

The Whole Armor of God

13 Therefore take the whole armor of God, that you may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand. 14 Stand therefore, having girded your loins with truth, and having put on the breastplate of righteousness, 15 and having shod your feet with the equipment of the gospel of peace; 16 above all taking the shield of faith, with which you can quench all the flaming darts of the evil one. 17 And take the helmet of salvation, and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God. 18

Too Many Words  © Sean McGaughey  February 16, 2013  FAWM #14   Travis pick in C.

I like a song, short and sweet

a pretty melody with a gentle beat

No magnum opus for the author's glory

A simple tune that tells a story

Too many words, Too many words,

I can’t make sense of what I heard

You darn folk singers use too many words

A folk song should not contain

a million terms you have to explain

When I listen to music in the open air

I should have to carry a dictionaire-- y

Too many words, Too many words,

I dig the tune, but this is absurd

You darn folk singers use too many words

Now you seem like you`re a decent fellow

I like your songs, they make me mellow

But don't give me a million ideas to follow

All those words are too much to swallow

Too many words, Too many words,

All that noise just to make yourself heard

You darn folk singers use too many words

Too many words, Too many words,

Why don’t you just sing Free Bird

You darn folk singers use too many words

… If I leave here tomorrow, would you still remember me

Didn’t make the cut..   College vocabulary’s for the birds

A Shrew Called Stu

Lyrics by Edwin Datschefski @songsville  Music by Sean McGaughey  

Fawm 2013 #15

Intro

G (barre E 3rd fret) F# (2nd fret)  F 1st fret  E open

A7        /                /        /        D  Dflat D7        

G                         D                  G          G

Of all the shrew-like mammals in the Cretaceous

C                C                        G        G

There was one who was especially courageous

C                   C  (barre A 3rd fret)

All the lady shrews

G (barre E 3rd fret) F# (2nd fret)  F 1st fret  E open

Thought he wasTom Cruise

A7        /                /        /        D  Dflat D7                                                

The Shrew who went from bozo to bodacious

G                         D                  G          G

This tiny little shrew was called Stu

C                C                        G        G

And at first he really didn't have a clue

C                   C  (barre A 3rd fret)

All the other shrews

G (barre E 3rd fret) F# (2nd fret)  F 1st fret  E open

Thought he was bad news

A7        /                /        /        D  Dflat D7        

They bullied him til he was black and blue

G                         D                  G          G

But he decided he would not be tamed

C                C                        G        G

He would hold his pointy nose up and not be shamed

C                   C  (barre A 3rd fret)

He went looking to fight

G (barre E 3rd fret) F# (2nd fret)  F 1st fret  E open

Someone that very night

A7        /                /        /        D  Dflat D7        

At whom his pent-up anger could be aimed

G                         D                  G          G

Soon he heard a T-Rex snore

C                C                        G        G

Stu crept right up underneath its claw

C                   C  (barre A 3rd fret)

He gave a mighty roar

G (barre E 3rd fret) F# (2nd fret)  F 1st fret  E open

And woke the dinosaur

A7        /                /        /        D  Dflat D7        

And found himself looking into its toothy maw

G                         D                  G          G

Stu ran between its legs in a jiff

C                C                        G        G

The T-Rex stumbled and fell over a cliff

C                   C  (barre A 3rd fret)

It was the last of its breed

G (barre E 3rd fret) F# (2nd fret)  F 1st fret  E open

And  Stu did the deed

A7        /                /        /        D  Dflat D7        

Suddenly all the shrews thought he was terrif

Kazoo Solo

G                         D                  G          G

Of all the shrew-like mammals in the Cretaceous

C                C                        G        G

There was one who was especially courageous

C                   C  (barre A 3rd fret)

All the lady shrews

G (barre E 3rd fret) F# (2nd fret)  F 1st fret  E open

Thought of him as Tom Cruise

A7        /                /        /        D  Dflat D7                                                

The Shrew who went from bozo to bodacious

Source:  http://www.archivesalberta.org/2007exhibit/paa1.htm

This moose team belonged to W.R. (Billy/Buffalo Bill) Day. They were found by a Metis near Baptiste Lake in 1910 and were reared by bottle and broken to drive by Mr. Day at Athabasca Landing during the winter of 1910. Mr. Day and the moose team hauled mail and supplies to Wabasca, Edmonton, Pelican Mountains, Calling Lake, Athabasca, Colinton, Rochester, Tawatinaw, Clyde, Legal, Carbondale and St. Albert. Buffalo Bill and his wife also ran a store at Calling Lake.

Photograph J.H. Gano; Mrs. L. Lyons fonds.

W.R. (Billy) Day driving two moose (Pete and Nellie) at Edmonton Exhibition, 1911. A.11262

More info at:  Did you know … St. Albert once had moose-drawn mail service? St Albert Gazette

More on Pete and Nellie from http://www.archivesalberta.org/2007exhibit/athabasca1.htm

In 1910 a Metis found two baby moose near Baptiste Lake and gave them to William Day of Colinton, AB. He named them Pete and Nellie, raised them on a bottle and broke them to drive. In 1911 he took them to Edmonton and drove them around the racetrack each day of the Edmonton Exhibition. The next spring they fed the moose frozen potatoes. One died and the other just wasted away, either from the potatoes or loss of its mate.

                         

                

Photo from the Rosamund (Herbert) Milne Collection, Athabasca Archives


Billy Day   © Sean McGaughey February 25, 2013   FAWM #16

Based on a family story and photograph from the Alberta Archives of Buffalo Billy Day and his harness trained team of moose.    http://www.archivesalberta.org/2007exhibit/paa1.htm

Capo 3 Key of Cm-- chord structure continues throughout.  

C                C                Am         Am

My name is Billy Day, I'm a carter by trade,

C                C                C        G

I haul the mail and goods out Athabaska way,

F                        F                C                C        Am

Though times are hard and life is rough, a poor man has big dreams,

G                G        C                Am

Sit back and I will tell you, how I got my team.

We came up from Indiana, land was promised we were told.

Following the paths left by the men who sought for gold

The land was harsh the winters cold, but we all had a plan

To carve a home and country from this forsaken land

In the endless first cold winter, the pickings were lean

The children took a ghostly look, no food was to be seen,

Every frozen day, I'd set out with empty pack,

To walk the line where I would find nothing in my traps.

After 4 long winter months, things weren't looking good

When I came upon a trail of moose tracks in the woods,

Though it was out of season, I can't say that I cared

When your wife and kids have no food, any game is fair

I tracked her to a coulee, a hollow in the earth,

She took shelter from the icy winds and there had given birth

Two wobbly calves beside her, were taking their first breaths,

I knew it was her kids or mine, so I thanked her for her death,

With the meat of that scrawny moose my family survived,

the calves followed me home and on bottles they thrived,

I trained them to harness, I had a wild-eyed scheme

To hitch a pair of moose up to a cart, to fulfil this poor man's dreams.

My name is Billy Day, I'm a carter by trade,

I haul the mail and goods out Athabaska way,

Though times are hard and life is rough, a poor man has big dreams,

And now you know the story how I got my team.

Constellations

Sean McGaughey  Feb 26, 2013  FAWM #17

I wrote this by going to the Fawm Muse Lyric cloud generator.  I got:   accident assembled changed constellations cross dream ebb echoes failed figure forgotten fragrant home insect lights living rain screams sky stars stay strong strung time wing wounds  

Keeping my album theme of Forevuary in mind, I wrestled with getting as many of these words in as I could.

Then I used the Android songwriter app to suggest some chord progressions in d then monkeyed with voicings.  My D chord here is played in an A shape on the 7th fret.   A is an E shape on the 6th Fret and G is an E shape on the 4th fret.  Other than that, it is my tried and true travis picking with some weird dissonance.

D                                         A  

We sleepwalk through seasons and never see stars

G                                           A

They are gone not forgotten, they echo in dreams.

D                                         A  

Never seeing the constellations above us

G                                A                D

dance across their home in the sky.

Chorus

G                                        F#m                

We may not see stars but they are always above us

G                                        A

shrouded by clouds, our wounds and our pain

We fail to take time for the everyday wonders

By gazing on their light we are changed.

Instrumental Verse

Verse

On the longest of nights aurora borealis,

paints figures with lights falling like living rain

colors ebb and flow, with the echoes of insects

Breathing winter`s icy  fragrance we stay.

Chorus


Underneath © Sean McGaughey  February 27, 2013  FAWM #18

One of my favorite songs to cover is John Prine's- Oldest Baby in the World.  I think I am harvesting in the same field here, but with a bit of a twist.  As the father of a very independent daughter I have come to deeply admire the concept of a self-rescuing princess.  So... here goes nothing.

I IV V country ballad in C-- no surprises.

She paints on a smile every day

a suit of happy to keep others at bay

So no one else may spy what lies inside

underneath

She wears lovely like a suit of armour,

behind lipstick mask, no one can harm her

No one see the little girl who hides

underneath

Underneath,

She hopes that one day,

Some Prince Charming will sweep her away,

Though that may sound cliche, it`s what she dreams for underneath

Underneath

She won`t be lonely

When her one and only

Finally sees the princess that she keeps

Hidden deep Underneath

She`s worn-out out pretty from many years,

wondering, lonely, holding back the tears

When she realizes she never let anyone near her,

Underneath,  

She remembers the wise words of her mother,

you need the love of yourself before you let another,

ever get close enough to touch you

Underneath

Underneath,

She still hopes that one day,

Some Prince Charming will sweep her away,

She knows that sounds a little cliche, but that`s her dream,  underneath

Underneath

She won`t stay lonely

Waiting for her one and only

She`s finally awoken her princess from her sleep

Underneath

Praise and Exalt

© Sean McGaughey  February 28, 2013  FAWM #19

So when the title of this skirmish was announced as "Before the Sun" it immediately reminded me of the psalms of praise. With a bit of googling I settled on Psalm 148-- Douay Rheims Translation-- because it is PD, then did a bunch of cut and paste and rearranging, so it is more "inspired by psalm 148" than verbatim. Then I set it to a very folky responsorial psalm form.

Also, this psalm doesn't contain "Before the Sun" so it is more "inspired by the skirmish" than directly titled.

Psalm 148 from http://www.drbo.org/chapter/21148.htm

[1] Praise ye the Lord from the heavens: praise ye him in the high places. [2] Praise ye him, all his angels: praise ye him, all his hosts. [3] Praise ye him, O sun and moon: praise him, all ye stars and light. [4] Praise him, ye heavens of heavens: and let all the waters that are above the heavens [5] Praise the name of the Lord. For he spoke, and they were made: he commanded, and they were created.

[6] He hath established them for ever, and for ages of ages: he hath made a decree, and it shall not pass away. [7] Praise the Lord from the earth, ye dragons, and all ye deeps: [8] Fire, hail, snow, ice, stormy winds which fulfill his word: [9] Mountains and all hills, fruitful trees and all cedars: [10] Beasts and all cattle: serpents and feathered fowls:

[11] Kings of the earth and all people: princes and all judges of the earth: [12] Young men and maidens: let the old with the younger, praise the name of the Lord: [13] For his name alone is exalted. [14] The praise of him is above heaven and earth: and he hath exalted the horn of his people. A hymn to all his saints: to the children of Israel, a people approaching to him. Alleluia.

Praise and Exalt © Sean McGaughey  February 28, 2013  FAWM #19

Key of C 3/4 C C/B Am Am/G F G C G7

Let Everything Praise and Exalt him above heaven and earth X2

F

Heavens and heights

C

angels and hosts

G

sun and moon

C C7

Stars and light

F

From the earth to the deeps

C C/B Am

Heavens above

G G G7 G7

Waters above the heavens

Let Everything Praise and Exalt him above heaven and earth X2

fire and hail

snow and ice

Stormy winds

Over Mountains and all hills

Fruit trees and cedars

Beasts and Cattle

Serpents and all feathered Fowls

Let Everything Praise and Exalt him above heaven and earth X2

Kings and all people

Princes and judges

Young men and women

Old and the Young

Saints and Children of Israel

praise the name of the Lord

Forevuary

© Sean McGaughey  February 28, 2013  FAWM #20   I  V IV  V I  IV V

Of all the months of the year

Curse a fair February.

If Candlemas Day be fair and clear,

There'll be two winters that year.

When the cat lies in the February sun

She’ll creep neath the stove in March.

If February give much snow,

A fine summer it doth foreshow.

C                D        G         Em

Of  all of the months, I dislike February

C          D                G

It’s rainy, snowy and dreary

C                D        G         Em

When February`s fog brings frost in May

C          D                G

I’m glad it’s just 28 days.

If Thunder booms on Ash Wednesday

it foretell store of fruit, and plenty.

While February’s violent north winds

herald a fertile year.

Of  all of the months, I dislike February

It’s rainy, snowy and dreary

As February`s fog brings frost in May

I’m glad it’s just 28 days

If you Marry in February's sleety weather,

Life you'll tread in tune together.

It’s the month of our first date,  the month that we wed

I guess February’s not so bad

Of  all of the months, I could like February

Though it’s rainy, snowy and dreary

In a February storm you came home to stay

We`ll journey together for all of our days