Words To Generations Horse-Feathers (This song is an interpretation of letters between my Father and myself after I took to wandering. Being a nomad is perhaps the ultimate freedom; a freedom that is not easily broken. I had to be forcibly separated from it by physical injury. God surly works in his own way for I am a blessed man. Thank you Papa for always speaking the truth) Well I've Been A Wander'n, Since The Age Of Seventeen, And I've Been To Most Every Place That You Could Think Of. Now Here I Am, At The Age Where Life Begins, I'd Like To Rest But My Heart Keeps Tell'n Me I've Got To Move. My Father Asked Me Years Ago, Son What Are You Run'n From, You Know You Tell A Good Story About The World With A Sad Look In Your Eye. I Guess I Lied To Both Him And Me, No Pa I Said, I'm Not Run'n, I'm Just Look'n For Something And I'll Know It When I Find It. Then He Said Horse-Feathers, You're A Man But You're Still My Son And You'll Listen To My Words, You've Been Writing Letters, Nigh Onto Twenty Years Or More, And I Love You Son For Sharing Your Life With Me. Oh How My Heart Soared, When You Wrote About The Seven Seas, And The Aurora Borealis, Was Something I Always A Wanted To See, And How You Tied Yourself To A Palm Tree, When A Hurricane Hit The Sand, Well It's Good To See You Son But I'm Look'n At A Lonely Man. About Twenty Years Ago, You See I Took It Upon Myself, To Plant A Seed On A Piece Of Land Just Outside Of Town. Come See Your Oak Tree, Don't You Know It Belongs To You, It's Your Home Son And I've Been Wait'n A Long Time To. For Years I've Read Your Letters, And I Feel Like I Was There With You, You Know You Tell A Good Story About The World But I Read Between The Lines. You Can't Run And You Can't Hide, From That Emptiness Inside, You Found Your God Now All You Need Is A Woman And This Piece Of Ground. Don't Forget My Pappy Said... Come See Your Oak Tree, Don't You Know It Belongs To You, It's Your Home Son And I've Been Wait'n A Long Time To. For Years I've Read Your Letters, And I Feel Like I Was There With You, You Know You Tell A Good Story About The World But I Read Between The Lines. You Can't Run And You Can't Hide, From That Emptiness Inside, You Found Your God Now All You Need Is A Woman And This Piece Of Ground. Words And Music By Bud Allen Copyright 1985 Oscar "Bud" Wilson Allen Iii \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ ///////////////////////////// SCARECROW (This is a Elton John song. I don't think he know yet that we collaborated on it. Elton's words are up until "You Must Have Had, A Once Upon A Time. Whow-O- Whow-O........" My words start at "You Must Have Had, You Must Have Had A Once Upon A Time." I Used To Know This Old Scarecrow, He Was My Song, My Joy And Sorrow. Cast Along, Between The Furrows Of A Field, No Longer Sown By Anyone. There I Held A Dandelion, That Said The Time Would Come, To Leave Upon The Wind. Not To Return, Until, Summer Burns The Earth Again, Whow-O-Whow-O........ Cultivate The Freshest Flower, This Garden Ever Grew, Beneath This Branches, I Once Wrote, Wrote Such Childish Words For You. But That's OK, There's Treasures That Children Always Seem To Find, And Just Like Us, You Must Have Had, A Once Upon A Time. Whow-O-Whow-O........ You Must Have Had, You Must Have Had A Once Upon A Time. You Must Have Had, You Must Have Had A Once Upon A Time. Love Me Love Mother, You Must Have Had A Once Upon A Time. Love Me Love Father, You Must Have Had A Once Upon A Time. Love Me Love Brothers, You Must Have Had A Once Upon A Time. Love Me Love Sisters, You Must Have Had A Once Upon A Time. Love Me Love Daughters,You Must Have Had A Once Upon A Time. Love Me Love Grand Childs,You Must Have Had A Once Upon A Time. Love Me Love Old Friends,You Must Have Had A Once Upon A Time. Love Me Love People, You Must Have Had A Once Upon A Time. Oh Love Me Love Jesus, You Must Have Had A Once Upon A Time. Repeat Love Me Jesus Love Love Me Jesus, Love Me Jesus Love Love Me Jesus, You Must Have Had A Once Upon A Time. \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ ///////////////////////////// KAY'S SONG (Kay; my best friend, first true love and Mother of our children. Again I am blessed with four beautiful daughters.) Now We're Good Friends, Do You Remember When, We Were Young Lovers, And The Fruits Of Our Love Came To Us Then. Only The Good Things, Do I Remember, When We Were Lovers, Young And Tender Lovers, Way Back Then. And Our Children, They Were Our Babies, Now They're Fine Grown Ladies, And I Must Admit You've Done A Damn Good Job. (Repeat Last Verse) Only The Good Things, Do I Remember, Love Young And Tender, Do You Remember, Do You Remember, Way Back Then. Only The Good Things, Only The Good Things, Do I Remember, Only The Good Things, Only Them. We Were Just Babies, Aw Babies Make'n Babies, Just Look What We Have Done, When We Were Lovers, Tender Lovers Way Back Then. And I Still Love You, Yes I Still Love You, Just Look What You've Given Me, The Joy Of My Children's Love, I'll Have Until I Die. (Repeat Last Verse) Only The Good Things, Do I Remember, Love Young And Tender, Do You Remember, Do You Remember, Way Back Then. Only The Good Things, Only The Good Things, Do I Remember, Only The Good Things, Only Them. Words And Music By Bud Allen Copyright 1984 Oscar Wilson Allen III \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ ///////////////////////////// KEEP YOUR DREAMS ALIVE (I believe in this song; what more could I say?) (CHANT) "Can You Hear The Cry, Another Dream Has Died, Never Need To Mourn, Another Dream Is Born. Hold Your Dreams Up Tight, Like A Babe In The Night, Pray Your Passion Survives, They'll Keep You're Spirit Alive." A Sage Nor A Seer Do I Claim To Be But Good Hopes For Tomorrow Will Bring Good Memories . No I Do Not Have The Answers To A Few Simple Questions That’S Always Stood Posing As We’ve Passed A Long Time. And I Do Not Know The Reasoning Behind Marginal Dreaming Maybe It’S Just And The Reach Is To High. But The Gold Ring Is Lustrous So Still We Will Ride A Wood Horse On A Carousel When The Spirit Has Died. If We Cry For Tomorrow Before It Arrives We Kill Any Chance For A Dream To Survive. Exalted And Ruptured, Volition Revered, Like The Phoenix That Rises From The Ashes Of Fear. A Sage Nor A Seer Do I Claim To Be But Good Hopes For Tomorrow Will Bring Good Memories. Exalted And Ruptured, Volition Revered, Like The Phoenix That Rises From The Ashes Of Fear. If We Cry For Tomorrow Before It Arrives We Kill Any Chance For A Dream To Survive. We Kill Any Chance For A Dream To Survive. (CHANT) "Can You Hear The Cry, Another Dream Has Died, Never Need To Mourn, Another Dream Is Born. Hold Your Dreams Up Tight, Like A Babe In The Night, Pray Your Passion Survives, They'll Keep You're Spirit Alive." Words and Music by Bud Allen Copyright 1985 Oscar W Allen III \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ ///////////////////////////// MAN FROM GALILEE (This song features my brother James "Happy Tune" Allen on the harmonica} Put Your Hand In The Hand Of The Man Who Stilled The Water . . . Put Your Hand In The Hand Of The Man Who Calmed The Sea . . . Take A Look At Yourself, And You Can Look At Others Differently, By Puttin’ Your Hand In The Hand Of The Man From The Galilee! Every Time I Look Into The Holy Book I Want To Tremble . . . When I Read About The Part Where The Carpenter Cleared The Temple . . . For The Buyers And The Sellers Were No Different Fellas Than What I Profess To Be, And It Causes Me Shame To Know I’M Not The Guy That I Should Be! Repeat Chorus Mamma Taught Me How To Pray Before I Reached The Age Of Seven . . . She Said: They'll Come A Time When We’ll Probably Need A Room In Heaven! And I’M Feeling Kinda Guilty ‘Bout The Number Of Times To Do What We Must Do, But We Forget What He Said When We Figured That He’d Still Make Room! Repeat Chorus \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ ///////////////////////////// BEND LIKE A WILLOW (I received a phone call from my daughter and this song just happened. I so cherish being a Father) Bend Like A Willow Tree My Little Darling. Bend Like A Willow Tree My Precious Child. Strong Winds Blow And Oak Trees Are Broken. Oh Bend Like A Willow Darling Child. You Told Me Paw There's A Strong Wind A Blowing. You Said Don't Worry Cause You're Strong As An Oak. But Strong Winds Blow And Oak Trees Are Broken. Like An Ox You Have Taken Up The Yoke. Oh Bend Like A Willow Tree My Little Darling. Bend Like A Willow Tree My Precious Child. Strong Winds Blow And Oak Trees Are Broken. Oh Bend Like A Willow Darling Child. I Woke This Morning My Heart Was Full With Sorrow. My Eyes Had Tears But You Know I Cannot Cry. I Felt Your Pain And The Burden That You Carry. Oh Bend Like A Willow Love'n Child. Bend Like A Willow Tree My Little Darling. Bend Like A Willow Tree My Precious Child. Strong Winds Blow And Oak Trees Are Broken. Oh Bend Like A Willow Love’N Child. We Talked And Then You Said I Love You Father. Your Voice Rang True As My Ears Have Never Heard. A Father Slept Filled With Love To His First Born. In My Dreams These Words Were Meant For You. You Must Bend Like A Willow Tree My Little Darling. Bend Like A Willow Tree My Precious Child. Strong Winds Blow And Oak Trees Are Broken. Oh Bend Like A Willow Love Child. Bend Like A Willow Tree My Little Darling. Bend Like A Willow Tree My Precious Child. Strong Winds Blow And Oak Trees Are Broken. Oh Bend Like A Willow Love Child. Words and Music by Oscar “Bud” Wilson Allen III (Copyright 6/29/96) \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ ///////////////////////////// DESIDERATA (As a child of the sixties "actually I was born in 1945", these words surfaced on a poster in the sixties. I committed it to memory and have said it everyday for over thirty years) Go Placidly Amid The Noise And Haste And Remember What Peace There May Be Found In Silence. As Far As Possible Without Surrender, Be On Good Terms With All Persons. Speak Your Truths Quietly And Clearly; And Listen To Others, Even The Dull And Ignorant, For They Too Have Their Stories. Avoid Loud And Aggressive Persons, For They Are Vexations To The Spirit. If You Compare Yourself With Others, You May Become Vain And Bitter; For Always There Will Be Greater And Lesser Persons Than Yourself. Enjoy Your Achievements As Well As Your Plans. And Keep Interested In Your Own Career, However Humble; It Is A Real Possession In The Changing Fortunes Of Time. Exercise Caution In Your Business Affairs, For The World Is Full Of Trickery. But Do Not Allow This To Blind You To What Virtue There Is; Many Persons Strive For High Ideals; And Everywhere Life Is Full Of Heroism. Be Yourself. Especially, Do Not Feign Affection. Neither Be Cynical About Love; For In The Face Of All Aridity And Disenchantment, Love Is Perennial As The Grass. Take Kindly The Counsel Of Years, Gracefully Surrendering Those Things Of Youth. Nurture Strength Of Spirit To Shield You In Sudden Misfortune. But Do Not Distress Yourself With Imaginings, For Many Fears Are Born Of Fatigue And Loneliness. Beyond A Wholesome Discipline, Be Gentle With Yourself; For You Are A Child Of The Universe, And No Less Than The Trees And The Stars, You Have A Right To Be Here. And Whether Or Not It Is Clear To You, No Doubt The Universe Is Unfolding As It Should. Therefore Be At Peace With God, Whatever You Conceive Him To Be, And Whatever Your Labors And Aspirations, In The Noisy Confusion Of Life, Keep Peace With Your Soul. With All It's Sham, Drudgery And Broken Dreams, It Is Still A Beautiful World. Show Yourself That Beauty, And Look For That Kernel Of Beauty In All Men, In All Women, In All Persons. Do This And Understanding And Wisdom Will Surely Follow. Be Careful And Strive To Be Happy. \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ ///////////////////////////// SHINE THE LIGHT (Written And Forgotten By Bud Allen In 1973 Remembered And Sung Here By Dave Wesco What A Exquisite Rendering Of My Youthful Confusion I Don't Know Where It Started, It Happened Such A Long Way From Home. At Night I Get So Scared, Laying Here High And Alone I Don't Know Why I Can't See, What It That's Scaring Me Shadowy Dark Figures In The Night, Hiding From Reality Shine The Light, Shine The Light So I Can See I Don't Know Anything, That Could Hurt A Man So As To Let Him Know That His Confidence Didn't Show Or Rip His Manhood Shield, Leavn' It Trailn' Him Thru The Field Like The Fiery Tail Of A Comet In The Sky, Or Cold Forgotten Footprints In The Snow God I'd Like To Know Why People Hide What The World Should Know, Thoughts Of You Come Creep'n Back, I Never Thought I'd Remember That Shine The Light, Shine The Light So I Can See She Was Running So Fast She Couldn't See Herself In The Mirror, I Stood Crying Out My Love But She Laughed And Disappeared, Well I Cried And I Ran Away From A Place I Thought Was My Home I Did A Fine Job Creating My Facade, I'm A Fortress On My Own Well I'm Immune To The Tune Of You Loving Song Well I'm Immune To The Tune Of You Loving Song Said I'm Immune To The Tune Of You Loving Song Said I'm Immune To The Tune Of You Loving Song I Hope Your Not Gone, Hope You're Not Gone For To Long. I Don't Know Anything, That Could Hurt A Man So As To Let Him Know That His Confidence Didn't Show Or Rip His Manhood Shield, Leavn' It Trailn' Him Thru The Field Like The Fiery Tail Of A Comet In The Sky, Or Cold Forgotten Footprints In The Snow God I'd Like To Know Why People Hide What The World Should Know, Thoughts Of You Come Creep'n Back, I Never Thought I'd Remember That Shine The Light, Shine The Light So I Can See Words And Music By Bud Allen Copyright 1973 Oscar Wilson Allen III \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ ///////////////////////////// FUTURE (Featuring my lifelong friend and fellow producer "Boonie Wesco", also James "Happy Tune" Allen on the harmonica. Written in 1970, over the years it has remained relevant to the times) Well I sit by my window, and I watch the kids play and I think what kind of future, do they have today I see them running in the sun, not a care on their faces And I can see just how it used to be, when I had the future locked up in me. I said future, what is future, Is it one day or lord, is it two Well I said, before or is it after, the sun comes shining, shining through Well only the kids know, and its trapped in their minds And if they have time to grow, then the future will also. Well I sit by my window, and watch the kids play And I think what kind of future do they have today Future, I said what is future, Is it one day lord is it two Before or is it after, I said the sun comes shining through So when you sit by the window, and watch your kids play And you think what kind of future do they have today When your watching them run in the sun, not a care on their faces And you can see how it used to be, when you had the future locked up in you Future, do you know the future, is it one day or is it two Before or is it after, I said the sun comes shining through Words and Music by Boonie Wesco Copyright 6/18/70 \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ ///////////////////////////// PETE ALLEY (This story is as real as the words. Pete would often send us to get some soda pop and tell us to keep the change. If our communities were full of men like Pete, well, this would be a far better world) Usually We'd Show-Up Four Or Five At A Time, Dirty Faced Rugged Little Brats, Take'n Turns Carry'n A Busted Up Bike To Show Pete Alley... He'd See Us Come'n A Block Away, He'd Be Sit'n On An Old Pop Crate Smoke'n And He'd Pull Down His Stetson Hat And Hide His Jug Of Wine... When We'd Get There He'd Stand Up And Say, Now What The Hell 'ja Hit With That Bike Today, Looks Like Ya Busted Her Up Pretty Good This Time Boys... I Was Ride'n Down The Levy One Of Us Would Say, Ya Know Those Tracks At The Bottom They Was Right In The Way And Pete's Eyes Would Glitter And He'd Try Not To Bust Out Laugh'n... Well Bring Her In The Shop And We'll See What We Can Do, Then He'd Rub His Chin And Look Around And Then Grab An 'ol Wheel And A Bike-Fork That Was Hang'n From His Wall... Bring Me A 5/8 Box-End Wrench, We'd Be Wait'n Open Ear'd By His Old Tool Bench To Take Pete The Right Tool Cause We'd Been Wrong Before... His Shabby 'ol Garage Was Like A J.V.S For Future Bicycle Technologists, But Back In Those Days We Didn't Know He Was Our Teacher... Then He'd Make Us Watch Close 'till He Got Done, Then He'd Say Well Somebody Take Her For A Run, And He'd Crack A Little Smile When He'd See Us Come Back Grin'n... Ok Boys Put Them Tools Away But Before You Go I Got Something To Say, Now You Can't Hurt Them Tracks So Damn-It Be Careful On That Hill... So One Of Us Would Ride And The Rest Would Run, To Ride That Hill 'till There Weren't No Sun, And I Would Always Turn And See Pete Shake'n His Head And Laugh'n... Then He'd Sit Back Down On His Old Pop Crate And He'd Roll Up Another Cigarette And Wait, He Was The Keeper Of The Fire For The Whole Town's Rugged Little Brats. Can You Hear Me Pete Alley, Where Ever You Are Today, I Grew-Up And Never Knew When You Went Away... I Never Saw Your Name On The Front Page Headline News, You Were That Hero I Though That Everybody Knew... There Were No Cannon Volleys, There Was No Golden Plaque, But You Live On In The Hearts Of A Thousand Grown-Up Little Brats... Can You Hear Me Pete Alley, This Might Give You A Laugh, I Took On Where You Left-Off, I Even Got Me A Stetson Hat... And I've Got Me A Bike Shop And A Short-Leg'd Clientele, And They're Still Bust'n Up Their Bikes, On That Same Old Hill... Oh And My Shop Looks A Lot Like Yours, Shabby 'ol Garage And All, With A Head- High Tool Bench For Them Kids, And Spare Parts On The Wall... And If I Get Real Lucky, When I Die I'll Be Like You, In The Hearts Of A Thousand Grow'd Up Brats, I Will Live On Too... And Sometimes I Get To Think'n, How Those Younger Years Were Few, And I Wonder Who Kept That Fire Pete, When That Little Brat Was You. Words And Music By Bud Allen Copyright 1984 Oscar "Bud" Wilson Allen III \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ ///////////////////////////// N'OUBLIEZ JAMAIS - Joe Cocker (I have no idea who wrote this. N'OUBLIEZ JAMAIS loosely translated means; "Not to forget", Featuring Kay Allen, the female voice) Papa, why do you play All the same old songs Why do you sing With the melody Cause down on the street Somethings goin' on There's a new beat And a brand new song He said, In my life, there was so much anger Still I have no regrets Just like you, I was such a rebel So dance your own dance, and never forget N'oubliez jamais, I heard my father say Every generation has it's way A need to disobey N'oubliez jamais, It's in your destiny A need to disagree When rules get in the way N'oubliez jamais Mamma, why do you dance To the same old songs Why do you sing Only the harmony Down on the street Something's goin' on There's a new beat And a brand new song She said In my heart theres a young girls passion For a life long duet Someday soon Someone's smile will haunt you So sing your own song and never forget N'oubliez jamais, I heard my father say Every generation has it's way A need to disobey N'oubliez jamais, It's in your destiny A need to disagree, When rules get in the way N'oubliez jamais What is this game Searching for love or fame, it's all the same One of these days you say that love will be the cure I'm not sure N'oubliez jamais, I heard my father say Every generation has it's way A need to disobey N'oubliez jamais It's in your destiny A need to disagree When rules get in the way N'oubliez jamais \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ ///////////////////////////// LONELY LAD (Mama showed me a letter years ago written by someone very special to both of us. Shortly After, It was a Song.} (Lonely Lad), You Tell Me That Nobody Understands You....Well Don't Forget That The Friends You Never Had They Can-Not Forsake You....And Being By Yourself Is Not So Bad Just Look At Me, I Came Thru, Yes I've Been That Way A Time Or Two....And Mamma Still Loves Her Baby Boy Now Nothing Can Change That, Just Remember Lonely Lad That Is Loves Source....__(Lonely Lad), Why Don't You Take A Good Look All Around You....In Your Solitude, You Will Find That There Is Not One Thing That You Can-Not Do....Like The Quietness Of Natures Bed Your Peace Will Soon Find You, And I Will Wager That You'll Not Want That To Stop....So Be Not Bitter At The World It Will Not Do You Any Good, Cause I Have Found That You Might As Well Be Happy....__(Lonely Lad), You Know I Used To Be And Awful Lot Like Yourself, And Like Yourself Is One Thing That I Knew I Just Had To Do....And Your Solitude Is Your Gift But Someone To Love Is A Must, Not To Worry You'll Find That Too....And You Are Much To Young To Know That Time Changes Everything, Listen To Me And You Will See, You Will See That You Might As Well Be Happy. (And Being By) Yourself Is Not So Bad Just Look At Me, I Came Thru, Yes I've Been That Way A Time Or Two....And Mamma Still Loves Her Baby Boy Now Nothing Can Change That, Just Remember Lonely Lad That Is Loves Source....(Like The Quietness) Of Natures Bed Your Peace Will Soon Find You, And I Will Wager That You'll Not Want That To Stop....So Be Not Bitter At The World It Will Not Do You Any Good, Cause I Have Found That You Might As Well Be Happy....(And Your Solitude) Is Your Gift But Someone To Love Is A Must, Not To Worry You'll Find That Too....And You Are Much To Young To Know That Time Changes Everything, Listen To Me And You Will See, You Will See That You Might As Well Be Happy. Words And Music By Bud Allen Copyright 1978 Oscar (Bud) Wilson Allen III CREDITS Thank you all who helped me produce this. Graphics: Linda Smith, Strato Kiriazidis ( http://stratari.gr/ ) CD Reproduction: Boonie Wesco, and also for being on the CD. Design consultant and printed by Corigraphics, Troy OH 339-9425 If you have a Computer related problem you can post a question and get the answer at my "Windows Troubleshooter" at http://www.wintrouble.net/ \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ ///////////////////////////// MAMMA'S SONG (Written With Love On The Day Of Your Funeral By Brenda Sue "That's my daughter") What An Angelic Voice she has. Yesterday My Grandma Died And The Sorrow I Can Not Hide. But The Joy Of Knowing Her I Can Not Subside She Was A Gift From God The Love She Gave She Gave So Well My Hearts Full With Love To Spare I Hope I Can Share It Well The Lessons I Learned Were Taught With Skill She Didn't Scream Or Have To Yell She Was Firm But In A Gentle Way Oh Grandma I Love You Still My Heart Swells With Pride To Know She Was Here And Did So Well She's A Gift To All Ya Know Oh Grandma I Love You Sill How One Women Could Fill So Many Hearts With Her I Wouldn't Want To Disappoint I Know Shes Proud In Heaven Now To See What She Has Done On Earth Oh Grandma I Love You Still. I Miss You