Tuesday Morning Sun

When I Was Ten

Sunset At The Border

Am I There Yet?

Lone Black Crow

Migration

The End Of Sunset Over Athens

A Garden

WOODY AND MARJORIE

Woody and Marjorie
Walked down the beach at Coney Island
The Wonder Wheel is life, he cried
It carries you way up high 
And keeps on turning 

She danced on the Brooklyn sand
But never let go of the hand
That scribbled words about this land
She was his biggest fan

Woody and Marjorie
Live down the street on Mermaid Avenue
With the sour and the sweet
Where all the saints and sinners meet 
And songs shine through

Well, he was always bound for glory
A pen and guitar told his stories
Just a Dust Bowl Okie
Strumming in New York City

She dreamed of a cowboy in a Stetson hat
But he was just a wanderer
Writing in a railroad flat
When they met he said you’ll see
Way down yonder in the minor key
Nobody sings like me

Woody and Marjorie
Sit on a bench on the boardwalk by the shore
The Wonder Wheel goes round and round
But his mind and body are losing ground
They can’t walk on the beach anymore

Long ago he said "I thought you knowed
I've had hard travelin' way down the road"
She remembers the first time she heard him sing “Tom Joad”
Now she dances on the Brooklyn sand alone 

Woody and Marjorie
On the beach at Coney Island

Woody and Marjorie

Wildfire

Intelligent, poetic, musically-compelling song stories. New album, KOL ISHA (A Woman's Voice) out August 2016. 

Sharongoldman