Red Cedar Review is an acoustic ensemble from Charleston, SC. Blending the sounds of bluegrass, country-blues, and Appalachian folk music, they use their platform to tell stories about travelers, lovers, and outlaws. These characters are presented in the lyrics, but in the strings is where they come to life.
Lyrics:Long ago, the wind had just been born He was so young and sweet Ethereal and free of guilt As a boy, with a magnifying glass And a line of marching ants He blew fires all across this land Wind, I can hear you now you old man You moan and groan and howl Wind, youre no kind of friend I scream, my name to you again When will you grow old enough To listen The wind, grew up to be strong Learned his right from wrong A soft breeze from a stormy day And as a man, spreading seeds throughout the land He traveled far and wide Let the birds rely on him I spend, my nights alone outside Listen to the song The wind brings across the sea But when, I need someone to hear To listen, love, and stay The wind just blows away again
Lyrics:The Highway called me on the telephone Said Friend, I hadnt seen you in a while The Highway called me on the telephone Must not be walking lonely miles So I wrote a letter to the westward wind Just might be seeing you soon, Your brother from the east has been at my front door And hes got me thinking bout you Weve all been lonesome and low We all needed a friend I found mine on the road Running with my back to the wind Ive been a traveler long as I can recall Out on the road since I was born Ive been a brother to the rain that would fall Ive been a friend to the storm But now my suitcase is packed to the brim And the rain is falling on my head A little worn out, and a little worn in, But Im proud to call the road my friend Six long years now, since I left my home And Im still out here running round Six long years, since I left my home I dont know if I am lost or if Im found So when you see me, wont you please say hello Dont just smile or tip your hat Wont you tell me a story bout a traveling man Who carried his home on his back
Lyrics:Well he built it real light and a whole lot quicker For running moonshine and bootleg liquor In the hills of Virginia, nineteen-twenty-three And he never not once thought he might get caught He never had trouble out-running the law A motorheads delight and a moonshiners dream Zero to Sixty Faster than any lawman could blink his eyes Zero to Sixty Gone in a cloud of dust fore you could say goodbye Now hes running liquor all around Thomasville And hes running out of gas so he stopped to fill The Sheriff comes up says Boy Im watching you And the moonshiner said Sheriff, you could have me, That is now son, if you could catch me Im the baddest, the fastest, the meanest racing fool Zero to Sixty Faster than any lawman could blink his eye Zero to Sixty Gone in a cloud of dust fore you could say goodbye Well the Sheriff stood up said Boys Ive had it, Im gonna get up, get out, go stop this racket. Im going to the shop, get me a new set of wheels Ill have more horsepower than a stable in Kentucky The world aint never known a man so lucky He could outrun my new souped up automobile Zero to Sixty Faster than any outlaw running moonshine Zero to Sixty Gone in cloud of dust fore you could say goodbye So here they come down Highway Nine Youve got the moonshiner running with the Sheriff behind Swerving and curving and speeding as fast as they go They dodge and bob through the oncoming traffic But the Sheriffs getting tired and he starts to panic He pulled his pistol, boy he let her go Zero to Sixty Faster than any outlaw running moonshine Zero to Sixty Gone in a cloud of dust fore you could say goodbye When the Sheriff started shooting, moonshiner hit the gas He was coming round the curve but he took it too fast His wheels started spinning and smoking as he lost control Around that curve the Sheriff came flying He hit the moonshiner, well they both started sliding Through the guardrail and down the mountain they rolled Zero to Sixty Faster than two old fools down a mountain side Zero to Sixty Gone in a cloud of dust fore you could say goodbye They was gone in a cloud of dust for you could say goodbye
Lyrics:White line oceans Black top seas Ive been sailing Mother nature fought with me Her ice and snow Rain and sleet were falling Now my ship it has been docked The crew is gone The anchors dropped out front You slide a glass in front of me Through eyes of green Ask me what I want I want freedom, for one And drinks for two I want justice for all And a shot, for me and you Dont tell me theres nothing here You only serve wine and beer Oh no Wheres a man to get a hundred-proof Shot of truth When hes feeling down and low There must be something in the back Ill slip it down the hatch No one will know My spirit needs a spirit And elixir A fixer for my soul A bourbon splash in a glass Im learning fast And living slow And you can pour it over tears Over laughs Over ice, cracked and cold Freedom is a sacred word A seldom heard songbird It holds no fear So what say you, what say I What say we grab this wine Get out of here? And well find freedom And we can find drinks too And well hope for justice A shot for me and shot for you
Lyrics:These walls are so paper-thin Not strong enough to keep me in Soon Ill be out of here at last Ill be hopping trains and hitching rides Spend my nights in smokey dives Ill be living life, so damn fast They cant build a wall Strong enough to keep me in And there aint no Hellhound in Georgia Gonna drag me back again When that jailer slammed my cell door shut Something in my mind went off I knew I had to get me out of here The thought of a cold whiskey shot Or a womans touch is oh so soft It almost brought me to tears So I sold up all my cigarettes I got some tools and few good men Started diggin a hole into the ground And it wasnt but a week or more When they opened up my jail cell door And I wasnt nowhere to be found I remember it like yesterday You could hear those sirens miles away They even put a bounty on my head From Georgia up to Tennessee Now the state police they were looking for me Didnt matter if I was alive or dead So now Im living life out on the road Some of these nights so windy and cold But Id never trade it for where I was And if someday they catch up with me And drag me back in custody I wont even worry because
Lyrics:I was in the joint in East Detroit Served a sentence in Dallas, Texas I got locked up all over trying to get through Oklahoma And I aint been back there since In the slammer in Alabama And Montana, Savannah, and Atlanta In the penitentiary down Memphis, Tennessee I got a tattoo says I heart mama Incarcerated in every state Institutionalized along the way Did I happen to mention that my life of correction Started back in Juvenile detention My rap sheets a mile long But its not why I sing my song No I came here to say theres been a terrible mistake Cause I aint done nothing wrong Ive been arrested for possession of just about everything From weapons to wild animals, Ive got breaking and entering Burglary, disorderly, battery, trespassing These are all just cases of mistaken identity Charges dropped in St Louis, picked back up in Kansas City Paroled in Alabama, Probation in Mississippi Ive been detained, retained, and contained, and jailed But I never missed a court date, I aint never skipped bail Im just a victim of the system, a victim of circumstance They framed me, set me up, tampered with evidence I aint never done nothing wrong, I would swear on my mother Except for maybe that one time and maybe a couple others I was in the joint in East Detroit Arrested down in Houston, Texas Solitary confinement way up in Rhode Island And I aint been back there since In the slammer in Alabama Montana, Savannah, Atlanta, Nevada, Nebraska In the penitentiary down in Jackson, Mississippi I got a tattoo that says I heart Steve Incarcerated in every state Institutionalized in every way Did I happen to mention that my life of correction Started back in after school detention Yeah my rap sheets a mile long But its not why I sing my song No I came here to say theres been a terrible mistake Cause I aint done nothing wrong No I aint done nothing wrong
Lyrics:Train wont you let me ride Your fifteen cars of coal and hay Train wont you let me ride And take me far away Hear that whistle cross the plains The countryside, right on time Hear that whistle blow for days You can hear it blow for miles Bad luck and hard times Have got me running, from my home Bad luck and hard times Is all I ever know The train I ride is running south Where the Mississippi meets the sea Take me to that rivers mouth In the town of New Orleans Hear her rumble down the track She hits the brakes, shakes the ground People wave and whistle back Were pulling into town
Lyrics:I woke up late last night Alone as I could be Searching for my Shady Grove She was not next to me Walked along these moonlit streets Searched them up and down Came upon old Williams house The bedroom light was one Shady Grove, my little love Shady Grove I say Shady Grove, my little love Im bound to go away My heart it pounded through my chest Not knowing what Id find Could it be old William Bell Was lying with my wife Crept along his gravel drive Crawled through his front yard Looked and saw my Shady Grove Wrapped up in his arms I jumped and turned around Through his door I run Back into his bedroom It was there I drew my gun I shot once, and he shot twice My shot hit his side His first shot made sure I fell The second, sure I died Lord oh Lord have mercy on me Cried little Shady Grove Lord have mercy on these men, Both whom I do love
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