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ROR 06 Promised Land
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A folky ballad
folk blues migration pioneers refugees
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Singer-songwriter, arranger and producer: acoustic contemporary folk but ranging into rock/blues/country/jazz/humour...all very eclectic, I'm afraid!
Martin Stirrup Singer/songwriter An old folkie who got back into it... These days I sing and play guitar(s) and other stringed instruments, then score and orchestrate where appropriate. My taste becomes increasingly eclectic ranging from finger-picked folk through country to soft rock mixed in with a few more alternative and eccentric numbers, including the odd novelty foxtrot...
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Genre
Acoustic • Acoustic General
Charts
Peak #30
Peak in subgenre #11
Author
Martin Stirrup
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Martin Stirrup
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December 09, 2018
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MP3 6.8 MB • 256 kbps • 3:41
Story behind the song
Written on the TransSiberian Railway - it's a very long way from Vladivostok to Moscow. It got me thinking about how and wh people spread out across this vast landscape. It applies equally, of course, to all human migrations, including the current round...
Lyrics
ROR 06 Promised Land Am E7 They trudged across the borders or ploughed the mighty waves Dm Am E7 Some to untold fortune, some to early graves C GC G Searching for a better life a place to make a stand Em Am G Am Searching for salvation in some promised land F CF C Looking to our past now as history is viewed G7 Am With gods and kings and all that brings the story it gets skewed F C F C But see it from the distance, watch the ebb and flow DmAm (E7 verse2 ) Of humanity’s migration spreading out below It hasn’t taken much time 50 thousand years or so To head on out of Africa and spread around the globe With growing population on an exponential rise New land for tribe or family became the prize. Repeat chorus It wasn’t always easy, frontier life is rough Taming virgin wilderness’s a calling for the tough Building better futures, through hardship won For the generations still to come. For some the lust for fortune or gold was the appeal Others were driven on by deep religious zeal Or forced by persecution, for safety on to roam Or herded on to exile from their homes So whatever be your station, wherever you may stay Spare a thought for those who came before to pave the way Those through whose sweat and toil your course of life was planned Sitting there in comfort in your promised land. ?
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