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The Devil's Orchard
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it's all about choices, my friends
acoustic florida lucinda williams southern storytelling honest homegrown open truthful vulnerable life experience revealing approachable
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homegrown music...all natural, no fillers, no artificial colors.
....so nice of y'all to drop by! I'm a little southern lady who grew up during the glorious sunshiny 70's in a small beach town in N. Florida. An awesome time to begin to figure life out...catching the tail-end of the "age of aquarius" and gettin' to enjoy the freedoms that bunch won for us before the angst of the 80's and 90's set in. Try bein' a teenager today!!! Ha! I learned to play guitar by picking one up and flippin' open a CSN&Y songbook to "Helpless". Well, nobody told me I was playin' the thing up-side-down! I'm a lefty, ya know...held it like it felt right to me. Still play that way to this day. Took up the banjo and the ukulele and turned them up-side-down too. I wrote my first song at the age of 45 and now I've got a whole batch of 'em. I don't ever set out to write any particular song...just get a phrase that sticks and pretty soon the rest of it comes. Really, I don't write them at all...God just down-loads 'em into my brain and I jot them down and then sing and play them. To Him be the honor and the glory! So there you have it...or at least this part of it. I'd talk yer ears nearly clean offa yer hear if you'd indulge me. Thanks again for stoppin' by...next time I'll make a cake and brew some coffee. yerz, Ellen https://ellenmoseley.bandcamp.com
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Peak #101
Peak in subgenre #16
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Ellen Moseley
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May 06, 2010
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MP3 2.4 MB 128 kbps 2:39
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The Devil’s Orchard June 2009 I. I’ve been roaming ‘round the devil’s orchard pickin’ rotten fruit up off the ground won’t somebody come and shoo me out you’d think I’d know better, I’d know better by now but I just keep on creeping back when nobody is around fillin’ up with so much bitter fruit my heart and stomach have turned sour II. it’s written ‘love is patient’ baby, love is kind love don’t ever say “it’s my way or the highway” love don’t give her neighbor a piece of her mind but to have that kind of love for another you’re got to spend some time working in the Holy Spirit’s garden where the fruit, it tastes so fine BRIDGE: when you go to roam around the devil’s orchard you’re just beggin’ him to make you a fool ‘cause when he gets your belly full of that bitter fruit he can add you to his box of broken, rusty tools III. so get out of that orchard drop that rotten fruit ‘cause the devil, he won’t shoo you out he’d like to see you put down roots so you better snatch yourself up and run child, you better scoot, you better scoot and make a beeline for the Spirit’s garden hightail it to the Holy Spirit’s garden get yourself back to the garden put yourself to better use
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