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Keep It Off the Seat (HB2)
- Alice Gerrard

Oh knee-deep in pee and po
Legislators checking out the who’s who
North Carolina’s in the deepest do
Whatcha gonna do, now whatchagonna do

HB 2 you’re in a heap f trouble
Straight white men living in a bubble
Money money money leavin’ on the double
Whatcha gonna do now whatchagonna do

Who’s that lurking round the powder room door
Biggest bunch of bigots that ever was born
General Assembly of goll-durn dolts
With their heads stuck in the toilet bowl

HB 2 you’re in a heap of trouble
Straight white men living in a bubble
Money money money leavin’ on the double
Whatcha gonna do now  whatchagonna do

It was the bathroom panic of 2016
Gonna go down in history
As the dumbest old bill you ever did see
Who cares where you pee just keep it off the seat

Chr
Come all you politicians take a warning from me
Won’t be long and you’re surely gonna see
Me and my family’s gonna set you free
You think you’re so hot in piety
Hide out with your hypocrisy
Fade into obscurity
We all know and we all agree
Who cares where you pee just keep it off the seat

Keep It Off The Seat (HB2)

Old Jim Crow
-	Alice Gerrard
(… Won’t you gather round all you fathers and you mothers, right here too with your sisters and your brothers …)

Won’t you gather round, take a warning you mothers
Gather round, take warning you fathers
Gather round all my sisters and my brothers 
Old Jim Crow’s tryin’ to come back again

Well I thought jim crow was on his death bed
Thought I saw the carver carving his death’s head
Thought they’d wrapped him up in his winding sheets
He done crawled out and he’s hitting the streets

He’s creeping around trying to come and get ya
Slippin & slidin til you don’t know what hit ya
Deceiver, deluder, with an orange killer con
Look away & everything you’ve got’s done gone

Won’t you gather round, take a warning you mothers
Gather round, take a warning you fathers
Gather round all my sisters and my brothers 
Old Jim Crow’s tryin’ to come back again

In 1965 you know we almost got him
He hollered and he cursed and we kicked him to the bottom
2024 he’s crawling out once more
Side-man Jerry Mander it’s the same Jim Crow

Yeah he’s blowing cross the land like an old northeaster
All spiffed up like a two-bit preacher
Boney-fingers reaching for the hard-won prize
Trying to steal it back before our very eyes 

Won’t you gather round, take a warning you mothers
Gather round, take a warning you fathers
Gather round all my sisters and my brothers 
Old Jim Crow’s tryin’ to come back again 
… got to kick him back into his hole again!

Old Jim Crow

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Drifting Heart

El Camino de Cuarentena
-	© 2020: Lyrics, L. D. P. Vellani; Music, F. A. Suárez González

I used to drive without a notion 
I’d fight the traffic for a fee
My daily wages
Would come in stages
A down payment on my liberty

I used to deal with the commotion
the cars & trucks both sides of me
White-knuckle courageous
Through orange-cone mazes
When would I finally be free?

Then one day a funny number tumbled
Rolled from the hands of destiny

And now my car is just a token
Of my old life that used to be
My spirits crumbled
Since I have stumbled
Into this life of quarantine
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Ponte musicale
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A ship docked in the port of Venice
In a time of plague and misery
The Doge & his men
Said you can leave when
You’ve stayed aboard till day 40.

Quarantine is just a special forty
A number fancied in ancient climes
In books and stories
Of strife and glory
Forty leads the way thru troubled times

Forty days or years out in a wasteland
Forty winks to refresh your heart & mind

A mule and forty acres to start anew 
Forty thieves with Ali Baba close behind
Forty days & nights
till the storm lost its might
(minus) 40, Centigrade & Fahrenheit
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Ponte musicale
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Now that my car is sitting idle
I’ve found a way to pass these times
I go a’walking
whether silent or talking
Breathing in the sights & nursing rhymes

The houses drift along beside me
Nesting birds & wild garlic all in time 
New pavement or dirt
Helps me measure time’s worth 
Gliding o’er a lonesome town’s old lines

A ship bobs in Venetian waters
The sailors hide from fever & chills

I stride along these streets & alleys
Making rough notes in my troubled mind
Some fightin’ & dyin’
Some healin’, some lyin’
But neither my feet nor eyes go blind

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So whether longer steps or shorter
In music or rhyme of any degree
Forty is a measure 
Of both pain & pleasure
And keeps me company with reality

Forty is a number 
To wake us from slumber
Till you walk these streets again with me
Till you walk these streets again with me
When/Then shall we all again be free?/.

El Camino de Cuarentena - Music Director's Cut ... ;-) ..

Rolling Down to Uncle Chuck’s
© 2020 L. D. P. Vellani; for Charles Bernard "Chuck" Hodson (1953-2017)

Once upon a time
We were doing fine
Riding out Fran’s whine
No power on the block
Some hot coffee we both thought
Could ease the neighbors’ minds

Chorus
Rolling Down/Up to Uncle Chuck’s
Looking/hoping for a pick-me-up
A-huh!

Out on the interstate
But a 2-lane gate
To cross the riverscape
From Graham back to old Mebane
The laughs couldn’t portend
How it'd change this place

Chorus

Porches at Fourth & Jax
Guest are lounging back
Letting out the slack
Salting down the evening meat
Marinated treat
The flames start to lap

Chorus

Burning down the house
From the inside out
Ain’t no use to grouse
Once again a porch fires down 
I guess this corner o’ town
Just ain’t had enough

Chorus

Mebtonic practice land
Who can lend a hand
To make a better plan
Jane’s got plenty of stuff
But drums are not enough
Here comes piano & stand

Chorus

Rodney, Diane, Jean, JD
While Jody’s rhyming free
Neighbor harmony
Ashley, Mandy, Brother Don
Do you mean Hoff, Man?
Can’t get no relief

Chorus

Friday evening muse a snap
Find a guitar strap
Under Chewie’s tap
Lamps & amps plugged in
Sure would be a sin
Not to knock something back

Chorus

Challenge me from front to back
I guess it’s white & black
Where my sails have tacked
Midnight work or play
I know there comes a day
When you can’t look back

Chorus

Raised up in Chapel Hill
Sort of got a feel
For the life-surreal
Tracking on a slippery street
Wonderin’ about my feet
Here comes Elysian Fields

Chorus

Rolling Down to Uncle Chuck's

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