And all the berries from the vine that I have planted
If I let em' sit til' mid-July the birds will eat em'
They fell right down to us.
Fishing for rhythm, Mining for rhyme
Panning for golden melody in my mind
They fell right down to us.
Must have fell right down to us.
And while my feet were tangled tight,
They were over there a' yonder
Drinking cactus wine all night. Alright.
When he was howling at the moon,
I should have known it.
Old dogs don't bark with that much croon
and then go to sleep.
He must have fell right down to us.
It takes guts to be a dog
It takes balls to make hime bite
But it's not a damn retriever who's been biting at My
Hand might be holding rattle snake eyes,
But it doesn't take a gambler to roll someone else's dice
Not mine. Alright.
This New Haven duo write bright and emotionally resonant folk music where sweeping strings elevate gorgeous melodies. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 23, 2021
A partnership between Yep Roc and The Southern Folklife Collection, the LP features a never-before-heard live performance by Doc Watson. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 16, 2018