Original tune using some familiar changes.

Like No Other You

Original tune.

Guitar, sax, vocals, and recording by Sarah Rogo

Heart's Barren Blues

A Beirut cover. With a Robert Frost poem, "acquainted with the night"

production and sequencing by Sarah Rogo
with much appreciated guidance and assistance from Virgilio Calceta Jr.

back up vocals- georgia english
Beat box- Kevin Haines

Nantes

Just a few words about my Boston home...


Picture my cow boy boot heals clickin 
Down this city street of stoops 
Its nine o’clock 
and you can hear 
parties starting on the roofs 
youll hear the screams of crazies 
screaming out their souls 
youll hear apartment 29 cranking rock and roll

Picture me sittin on a stoop 
with drunkin hobo joe 
hes Scratching lottos, telling me 
how to fight the boston eskimos 
mirror lady passes 
laughing at her own reflected face 
keeping up with the crazed city pace

letters from heminway 
sent one out yesterday 
Letters from heminway 
Telling you about my crazy city days

It night, the taxis line the next street over 
Drunkin kids are falling over 
You can feel the buildings, allies 
caving in, caving in 
street trees dance in shaodow 
for the circus of the night 
give them money and thell let you in

There are not alot of mountains in the Boston Back Bay
Well I'm not home, but sure am happy here
Don't you worry darlin, its a fun and wild ride
I'll be sendin all my lovin to you
from time to time

In letters from heminway
I sent one out yesterday
in letters from heminway
Tellin you bout my crazy city days

© Sarah Rogo 2012

Letters From Heminway St.

My new single. Download it for free at http://www.reverbnation.com/sarahrogo

Special thanks to Nate Brailer (producing) and Ivan Chopik (arrangement)

Copyright Sarah Rogowski 2012

Wildfire

The Best That You Can

San Francisco
-Sarah Rogo

I had a job in a New York town
But my bones got cold sinking in new england ground
Wishin' and a-waitin' with a forehead frown
sitting there guessing if our world is truly round
so I looked to the west and left

Went to San Francisco
Didn't pack enough but plan to stay awhile
In San Francisco
The rolling hills will get me higher
Yes, I'm a long, long way from home
In San Francisco

I sat like a bum on a down town street
Cause' my money got stolen in a bar by a traveling thief
I sat and strummed the side walks clean
It was a hungry and a tired like I had never seen
But if you never feel lost you will never feel free

In San Francisco
Didn't pack enough but plan to stay awhile
In Sanfrancisco
The rolling hills will get me higher
Yes, I'm a long, long way from home
In San Francisco


©Sarah Rogowski 2012


San Francisco

Written by Sarah Rogo and Rob Wolf

It's like he came from out of no where
presented me his card
It said traveling prince charming
But I was not alarmed
He swept me off my aching heals
Had to go, but said he'd write
Thoes beautiful written lines
Still keep me up at night

I've got boxes and boxes of lovey dovey do me love letters
promises promises to lovey dovey do me forever
I feel like a good old fashioned queen of a girl
Sitting in the cat bird seat of the world
Happy go-lucky, light as a feather
With my lovey dovey do me love letters

I read I love yous from alaska
missin you's from maine
from Panama he promised 
to one day come back again
He filled me full of longing
One page at a time
Couldn't help but win me over
With every single worldly rhyme

I've got boxes and boxes of lovey dovey do me love letters
promises promises to lovey dovey do me forever
I feel like a good old fashioned queen of a girl
Sitting in the cat bird seat of the world
Happy go-lucky, light as a feather
With my lovey dovey do me love letters

Oh in that open air cafe
I was a bit more than dismayed
when I heard that low life, bitch of a read head say

Shes got boxes and boxes of lovey dovey do me love letters
promises promises to lovey dovey do her forever
feels like a good old fashioned queen of a girl
Sitting in the cat bird seat of the world
Happy go-lucky, light as a feather
With her lovey dovey do me love letters

Now were just two good old fashioned hot and bothered girls
caught on to the man thats dating the world
We strike up a match to make it better
Were burning boxes and boxes of lovey dovey do me love letters



Lovey Dovey Do Me Love Letters

Written and produced by Sarah Rogowski. Mixed and co-produced by Sam Allyn

Friends and family,
I wrote a song called Angels Down to honor and raise money for the victims of the Newtown, CT school shooting. All of the proceeds will go to a charity in Newtown, CT. If you wish to donate and download go to:
http://sarahrogo.bandcamp.com/track/angels-down

Please  also watch this video about the song:
http://youtu.be/Ndkxd-QMx5o

Little tapping toes excited for the snow
Just learned to tie a knot in both their shoes
But couldn’t comprehend what they were about to loose
A man with a gun shot them down at school
They cried so loud

That’s the sound
Of angels down
Angels to the ground
But what’s not right
Is that they didn’t even get a chance to fight
To grow up big and strong like all kids should
Well if god is so good
Why would he take down the angels? 

They gathered by the graves, 
Brothers and sisters so brave
It’s the only time you’ll hear a father cry
Because never do we see caskets of this size
They put them in the ground and say a prayer to above
But inside feel betrayed by the god they always loved

That’s the sound
Of angels down
Angels in the ground
But whats not right
Is that they didn’t even get a chance to fight
To grow up big and strong like all kids should
Well if god is so good
Why would he take down the angels?


Angels Down

Written by Sarah Rogowski
Mixed by Sam Allyn
©Sarah Rogowski 2013

Yesterdays

I’ll tell you once, I’ll tell you twice
Life wasn’t always this nice
Torn how life could trash my heart in all these different ways
But I’m done feeling sorry for my yesterdays

Like a crow, who wants to sing but don’t belong
I used to choke, choke on broken songs
Born to be misguided, but fought to find a place
So I’m done feeling sorry for my yesterdays 

Like a robin, I’ll sing away the blue
With this newfound heart, a better life I choose
I’ll fly higher; I’ll fly higher than I ever knew

I’ll tell you once, I’ll tell you twice
Life wasn’t always this nice
But the lessons learned in the time I went astray
Makes me thankful, so grateful for my yesterdays

Yesterdays, yesterdays, yesterday has come and gone away, gone away
Yesterdays, yesterdays, yesterday has come and gone away, gone away
Yesterdays, yesterdays, yesterday has gone, I’ll fly away, I’ll fly away


Sarah Rogo

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