Valley Songs EP

by Someone to Ride the River With

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released December 29, 2014

All music and lyrics by Someone to Ride the River With
Recorded and mixed by Steve Steckler at Asparagus Media Recording-Tacoma Park, MD
Album artwork by Justyne Griffin

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Someone to Ride the River With Winchester, Virginia

Someone To Ride the River With is a Winchester based folk duo. The rhythmic sounds of clawhammer banjo and melodic sweetness of guitar set the background for beautiful vocal harmonies in this intimate group. Performing a combination of original tunes and beloved folk songs, Someone to Ride the River With is sure to present a marriage of nostalgic and unique sounds. ... more

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Track Name: Tiny Valley Town
As the day turns down on this tiny valley town
and the church bell rings and that freight train sings
and the lamp light shines from the quiet country line
the sounds of twilight come to be

when the river moves slow and the cool wind starts to blow
and the men where they sat on the planters in their hats
mosy and roam back to wherever they call home
tell me where is it that i'll be

there are footprints on the moon but they surely aren't mine
there are people as I sleep who have seen the oceans deep
so what's it for that i'm even trying

when that mama's on the moon or in the darkest ocean tomb
and the rest of us sit in the daylight lit
we try to make it count for the while, while we're around
that moment that glimpse of connection

well it comes in code somewhere on this lonely road
it's a strangers knowing look or an old dog eared book
it's a long embrace from a familiar face
it's feeling and giving protection

so let me sing you this song because right here we belong
to this weird and wonderful truth

there are footprints on the moon and it's alright that they're not mine
and maybe while I sleep I can go to oceans deep
we're on the very same trip and we're trying
Track Name: Someone to Ride the River With
we’re all just looking for that someone
to ride the river with
when the days are lonesome and the nights feel endless
that someone to dig us up from the world always in spin
that weight that holds us down

we’re all just looking for that center where the spirit lays
the light to shine from up above and open up our eyes
that answer to the question that “the good book” may disguise
are we here just spinning round and round

are you here?
like a face I can’t remember from a dream
like the rings that grows inside a tree
I can’t see it till you’re sitting here with me

we’re all just looking for that someone who truly wakes us up
the troubles of this life are full but love is just enough
to hear the music from the trees no matter how rough
keeps our ear to the ground

are you here?
like a face i can’t remember from a dream
like the rings that grows inside a tree
I can’t see it till you’re sitting here with me

but there she is glowing our eyes to meet at last
and who am I to receive the gift that is sold but rarely had
a true love that reminds me and makes me forget
the beauty in the doubt and in the sound
all the beauty in the doubt and in the sound`
Track Name: Gravedigger
gravedigger gravedigger what is that tall fence for
does it keep the dead at peace
maybe we’re just digging up holes to hold on to things we don’t need

gravedigger gravedigger when the dark hour comes
and the moon she lights up the sky
why do you hide until dark shadows cast
under the cloak of the night

hold onto your boxes don’t dig me a grave let my memory live on in song
bury me weeping by a willow tree or under the deep oceans roar
scatter my ashes in the whispering wind along a winding highway
let this earth be my tombstone let my body wither away

gravedigger gravedigger when my bones lay to rest
don’t go carving my name out in stone
on a pile of dirt in a soldier’s straight row
side by side but still so alone

gravedigger gravedigger there’s a song still unsung
and it rattles through earth and through clay
A song of hope a song of love
before I was called away

hold onto your boxes don’t dig me a grave let my memory live on in song
bury me weeping by a willow tree or under the deep oceans roar
scatter my ashes in the whispering wind along a winding highway
let this earth be my tombstone let my body wither away

gravedigger gravedigger you poor lonely soul
Can’t you see what’s to be in that spade?
at the end of the day when you lay down to rest
you’ll be lying in that grave you made
Track Name: California Blue Lake Lumber
Once the prairie turned by and by, by and by
the backroads and the main roads by and by, by and by
memories of tall grass and the clank of Levit's boys
fill my baby's hammer and it makes a lot of noise

california blue lake lumber
keeps my baby safe and warm
boxes made of ticky tacky
keep him singing in the storm

once the flatland sang by and by, by and by
windswept summers on the griddle, by and by, by and by
the sweetest smell of blacktop and that graveyard's dearest
doves
fill the pages overflowing of my one true love

california blue lake lumber
keeps my baby safe and warm
boxes made of ticky tacky
keep him singing in the storm

now we're headed to the mountains by and by, by and by
'round the Shenandoah river by and by, by and by
Like that tangled trample wheat, miles left to roam
me and my sweet darling gonna make that place our home
Track Name: Where I'll Meet You
so we loaded up the van choked through see you next times
Ive learned that there is nothing like a rearview goodbye
the wave of a hand the flicker of the light
fleeting as an echo in the valley nearby

each headlight I stare down each blowing whistle train
is a face I can remember is a time I can’t reclaim
is just a stepping stone on a path that shows no end
winding through the spirit like an endless river bend

so we take what we can get as we make ourselves a home
through this woven coincidence we roam
so my mind will meet my body down by the river side
where the distant wind and the far off stars collide
that’s where ill meet you when we die

and we curse a god above some place to lay the blame
for the unending suffering that comes from being awake
and the parallels that form but the lines they don’t collide
to live is to be mad and pulled at from each side

So we trip in time with change and this trip is looking strange
a crick from looking back when the wind is at our face
the duality of time, the future and the past
eyes are wet with clarity we are here and now at last

so we take what we can get as we make ourselves a home
through this woven coincidence we roam
so my mind will meet my body down by the river side
where the distant wind and the far off stars collide
that’s where ill meet you when we die