Got Out Of Jail Alta 2014

Love Child

Its OK to Cry

You're a good son
Its nothing you've done
Oh little one
Its nothing you've done
Beautiful child
Your bright smile
Sadness it may come
But you don't got to run
No, you don't got to run...

Its ok to cry
Wipe the tear from your eye
A prayer for peace
Put your mind at ease

Peace and love you'll know
As children do- you will grow
From a girl to a woman
Blessed with compassion
Watching you dance
Holding hands
I let go of all my plans
Holding hands
Holding hands...

Its ok to cry
Wipe the tear from your eye
A prayer for peace
Put your mind at ease

You're a good son
Its nothing you've done
Oh little one
Its nothing you've done

Its ok to cry
Wipe the tear from your eye
A prayer for peace
Got me on my knees

Its Ok to Cry 2

Don't Want to Say Goodbye

We have come to the end of the line
Goodbye never felt so fine
In my heart I knew I was lying
Hugging me, kissing, and crying

Don't want to say goodbye...

Mama cita como va
En la carta escribiendo están
Las palabras de amor
Do you love me anymore?

Don't want to say goodbye...

Lagrimas in la cada están
Como lluvia de Yucatan
Las estrallitas en los cielos
Estan muy cercan a Dios

No quiero decir adios...

We have come to the end of the line 
Goodbye never felt so fine
In my heart knew I was lying
Hugging me, kissing and crying

Don't want to say goodbye...



04 Don't Want to Say Goodbye

She'll Come Around

She'll come around
The mountain when she comes
We'll gather round
When the work is done

She got soul
She got rhythm
She keep me on my toes
She keep me guessing

She'll come around
The mountain when she comes
We'll gather round
And have our selves some fun

She got soul
She got rhythm
She keep me on my toes
She keep me guessing

At Jesus' feet
I'll take my seat
For it is sweet
To break bread 
And eat

She got soul
And rhythm
She keep me on my toes
She keep me guessing

She'll come around

Far Above the Grave

Close your eyes
Dreams, they will come
Within the forest
Shaded from the sun
The blue sky
Carry me away
Where I can fly
Far above the grave

Far above the grave
Far above the grave
Where I can fly
Far above the grave

Sit down son
Let us brake bread
Mom will make sure
We are all fed
Don't you forget
The words I have said
We will sit together
At the table again

Together again
Together again
We will sit down
At the table again

Grandpa is not that far away
I remember that sad day 
When his body
In the casket lay
The scars on his hand
Will show me the way

Show me the way
Show me the way
The scar on his hand 
Will show me the way

Close your eyes
Dreams, they will come
Within the forest
Shaded from the sun
The blue sky
Take me away
Where I can fly
Far above the grave

Far above the grave
Far above the grave
Where my soul can fly
Far above the grave


Far Above the Grave

 Leaving California

Deep down in Mexico
A long the narrow highway
Here come tomorrow
So long today

We're leaving California
Left our dreams well behind
But I know my mama cita
Won't be hard to find

Mama, donde llevan Papa?
Hijo, you no lo se
Quanto mas puedo aguantar?
Solo el Senor lo sabe

We're leaving California
Left our dreams well behind
But I know my mama cita
Won't be hard to find


Deep down in Mexico
A long the narrow highway
Here come tomorrow
So long today

We're leaving California
Left our dreams well behind
But I know my mama cita
Won't be hard to find

Leaving California

Over and Over

How longs it been
Since we held hands
I remember when
We were friends
Church bells ring
People Sing
The message bring
Eternal spring

I say to you over and over
I love you; cry on my shoulder

I wish you peace in the end
My enemies, Lord please make friends
Don't want to fight you anymore
Let in the light; let go of the war

I say to you over and over
I love you; cry on my shoulder

Cry on my...cry baby cry
Its going to be alright
Into the light
Out from the night
Don't give up the fight
Don't give up the fight
Let in the light
Your future's bright
Don't give up the fight

I say to you over and over
I love you; cry on my shoulder

How longs it been
Since we held hands?
I remember when
We were friends
Those church bells ring
People sing
The message bring
Eternal spring

I say to you over and over
I love you; cry on my shoulder

Over and Over

El Salvadorian Love Song (Revolution)  LIVE AT ALTA GOLDMINERS DAUGHTER

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[ Dedicated to an old El Salvadorian 'freedom fighter' (lost his girlfriend in a gun battle with American troops when she was 15 and he was about 17). He was about 50 years old when I met him in the Yucatan peninsula in Mexico. When I met him, his wife of 30 years was dying of cancer.]
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Revolution

Haven't you heard? 
I'm looking for a revolution
Havent't you heard?
 I'm looking for a revolution
Havent' you heard?
I'm looking for a revolution;

Something good- to secure me from
All this confusion 
Something to silence the cries
That pierce the night
Because of fallen lives
Devised by lies
Grieving widows
Staring out windows
Waiting for their husbands
To come home

A kaleidoscope
Of false hope
Scarlet rivers
Drown children's laughter

To where the laughter goes
Nobody knows
But their mothers 
Come chasing after

Oh the cries, the sighs
Of stricken woe
Even in the midst of all this
Smoke and death
I still have one good joke left

I can write a love song
Although its kind of blue
blue....

Roses are red; violets are blue
I can still write a love song
Although its kind of blue...

Roses are red; violets are blue
Children lye dead; the cries are not a few

Por los que han sido fiel
The muerte es dulce como miel
Por los que en la tierra; todavia están
Al infierno se van

Por los que han sido fiel
The muerte es dulce como miel
Por los que en la tierra; todavia están
Al infierno se van

Haven't you heard I'm looking for a revolution?.....







Revolution 2

"Picasso said 'art is an instrument of war.' Art can be a weapon for the voiceless; it can also be healing and offer peace.  Music can provide refuge in the midst of suffering. My grandfather owned a boat landing and recreational park in Akron, Ohio called Jindras Landing. I watched as people would come to fish, swim, and camp and enjoy the natural world. It was a restorative destination. I view music in a similar way- a place for people to gather and let go of their troubles." -Tim Jindra

Jindra's Landing

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