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This song is about the evils of Corporate farming, specifically in the 3rd world countries
acoustic folk blues original americana roots country blues
Mo’ Kauffey has been singing and performing his “Folk-n-Blues” roots style of music for more than 30 years. He has performed in coffeehouses, venues and festiv
Some of these tracks are reocrded live and some in the studio with some of the different players that perform with me, if you like what you hear, just leave a message. The current CD "Whatcha Gonna Do" is out and available at www.mokauffey.com !Listen to "Celebrate" (it has been in the folk charts here since I posted it over about 3 years ago, thanks to all who have enjoyed it), "In the Snow" and "Whatcha Gonna Do" here then hear the clips from the CD on my website. I perform live from solo to a full band behind me. Front porch blues for the new millineum. "Whatcha Gonna Do" is also availble at http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/mokauffey with clips form all the songs there, be sure to stop in and check it out! Also check out http:www.myspace.com/mokauffey
Song Info
Genre
Blues • Country Blues
Charts
#3,864 today Peak #30
#373 in subgenre Peak #4
Author
G. Wickizer
Rights
yes
Uploaded
December 01, 2008
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.8 MB • 128 kbps • 4:06
Story behind the song
This is a live recording from Sept. 19,2008 at Folkways Music in Guelph, Ontario with Max Bent backing me up. Hope you enjoy it.
Lyrics
Dig it by Gary Wickizer 2-5-07 (Chorus) Can you dig it? Can you dig it? We lived on this land since time began taking just what we needed that was the plan. Always left some for another day Didn’t think about it, that was the way. Generations came and went the land mostly good it was never spent gave us what we needed for food and health we had no money we just had wealth. (Chorus) From a distant land came another tribe Filling our heads with a gold toothed bribe. With smiling faces we were told They’d take our wealth and give us gold. (chorus) + well water you gonna do? Trees were the 1st to go Plowed our land into rows Tractors traded for our plows Brought seed for us to sow. (Chorus) This went on for several years Land dried up, blew away from here Gold toothed tribe disappeared Leaving us a sky with no tears. (chorus) well water you gonna do? Sink that hole I’m thirsty too. (vamp around the choruses to take it out)
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