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Raise a Lady
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True story (aren't they all?) Autobiographical.
alternative blues comedy
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Alternative. Blues. Comedy. Acoustic. Folk. Jazz. Protest. Country. Car songs. Motorcycle songs. Horse songs. Songs about mothers. Songs about being a mother.
Musically, I'm a storyteller. As a storyteller, I use music. Note, 5/10/06: I just took "Ridin' In Alone" off the page, because in my studies (I'm doing my Master of Arts in Humanities, with a Storytelling emphasis, at Prescott College) I have begun to do archival research, and that was one of several songs that were just not correct. Bits and pieces of it were, but the whols thing was incorrect... Damn! And it was one of my favorites! I have rewritten the lyrics, keeping the melody and chorus, and centered on Father Kino, an amazing man who did indeed ride alone throughout Apacheland in the late 1600's, building missions and bringing cattle, wheat, and orchards to Alta Pimeria. Gotta re-record it. I am mostly working by myself right now, although Bill Vasquez (keyboard, small brass, flutes) and I have long-range plans for recording and performing some wildly jazzy stuff. Working to pay the bills, unfortunately, gets in the way of musical time together at this point.
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Charts
Peak #244
Peak in subgenre #30
Author
MaryK
Rights
1996, 2003
Uploaded
March 04, 2004
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MP3 3.6 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
My mom really likes this one; she remembers each incident.
Lyrics
Mama tried to raise me up a lady Had to take my barbed-wire cuts in stride But she couldn't make a little cowgirl Wear a frilly dress and stay inside. Mama told me I should walk more softly Modulate my voice and not be snide Maybe I still look like I'm a tomboy But I'm Mama's little lady deep inside. (Chorus) It wasn't easy raising me Can't always figure out what children need Only love them, and wait and see I want my mama to know she did succeed. Lena was a lady as a baby Changed her clothes a dozen times a day I can't figure out how I produced her She's a whole lot like my mama in her way Lena's got a fuzzy little bunny She giggles with the other girls in school She's pretty and she's smart, and what a runner Already making boys act like they're fools. (Chorus) It isn't easy raising her Can't always figure out what children need So we love them, and concur That our mamas somehow really did succeed. (Repeat first chrus)
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