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Shady Grove

Original song
Instrumentation and mixing all done by me

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Lyrics:

A maiden came upon a fortune teller
Whose prophecies were served with a sting
The maiden handed over her last dollar
And she was given a guardian angel ring

The red stone will warn of grave danger
The blue stone will celebrate true love
Each stone in the ring will fall out
To impart divine knowledge from above

Her woes sent her scrounging up pennies
There were times in which she did reckless things
She looked down at her hand before each venture
To find both stones in the guardian angel ring

The maiden met a man outside a barroom
His rowdiness paired well with his gentle eyes
It wasn’t long before they planned their wedding
He proposed after having her sip his potent wine

Come summertime, they were married at the altar
They said their vows as the choir began to sing
Slipped on their wedding bands and head to the shore
The new bride buried her guardian angel ring

A year passed and a raven flew to the coast
He dropped a rusted ring by the shore line
Sand piled into the lonesome caverns
Where two omniscient stones used to reside

This ring ain’t gold, this ring ain’t silver
But it will save your life if you yield to the superstition
This ring ain’t worth a dime at the pawn shop
But when it speaks, you know you better listen

Guardian Angel Ring

Crooked Moonshiner

Original songs, reflections on childhood

Lyrics:

We’d always go to stranger park
Where the lost men would hide
We’d pick up the litter
And watch the rail yard at night
I buried all of my pets there
And it’s where I went to cry

Remember the time
We flew that paper airplane high
Far above the buildings
And into the sky
I can see it soaring
If I close my eyes

I was well aware
That the bottle was your true love
I’d known that before I was even ten
Yet I still clung to the idea
At least I was your best friend

I’ll be about to let you go
But love is the whisper
That can sense my resignation
Yet stubbornly linger
All of my resentment
Starts to taste bitter

The urge to reform
Lies dormant in you
Your eyes are lustrous
And unbearable too
Your apology is soothing
But it’s long overdue

I was well aware
That the bottle was your true love
I’d known that before I was even ten
Yet I still clung to the idea
At least I was your best friend

I’ll be about to let you go
But love is the whisper
That can sense my resignation
Yet stubbornly linger

© Johanna Wacker

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Fiddle tune by Art Stamper. Featuring me on banjo, fiddle, & guitar. Mixed in Garageband.

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Singer-songwriter.
Banjo, guitar, fiddle, & mandolin.
City girl with Appalachian roots.
Berklee College of Music.

Johanna Wacker

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