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I take the wood, I shape the wood, I shift the world, I make my life
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Joyous Noise is a Winnipeg septet Five vocalists and two guitars performing highenergy folk music with a theme of social justice
Joyous Noise is a Winnipeg septet performing high-energy folk music with a theme of social justice. Six vocalists and two guitars (one electric, one acoustic) and a variety of percussion instruments give a wide range of musical possibilities; Joyous Noise performs gospel, humorous, African, and a wide variety of North American songs
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Peak #573
Peak in subgenre #110
Author
Ruth Anderson
Uploaded
May 01, 2004
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MP3 3.9 MB 128 kbps 0:00
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D A G D G D A D It’s three by three by thirty-six, a solid rough hewn piece of wood D A G D G D A D The butted planes a quarter turn of separate sides and waiting good D A G D G D A D I join the sides with tools at hand, I coax and coddle, chide and beg D A G D G D A D (extended chord) The hidden promise is revealed, within this wood a table leg Chorus C G D C G D I take the wood into my hands and using lathe I shape and groove [background vocals:] {I take the wood (x2) I take the wood (x2)} C G D C G D The shifting form, like wind blown sands, rough edges now to curves I move {I take the wood (x2) I take the wood (x2)} C G D C G D No longer at the whim of strife, I shape the wood, the world, my life {Oooo.......whim of strife I shape the wood, the world, my life} Its men and women, whites and blacks with all their separate skies to see The sharp distinctions of the edge convince this is reality We turn the world within ourselves, we blur the lines and cross the bounds A new shape forms and takes its place, a fuller sky whose sight astounds Chorus It’s life before I learned to do, those static times so hard to shape My splintered dreams, rough to the touch, my spirit longing to escape I took those edges, trimmed them down, I sanded to the finest grade I honed my skills, was honed in turn, by what I did my life I made Chorus Bridge I take the wood, I shape the wood, I shift the world, I make my life
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