Thursday, December 31, 2009

On Old Crow Medicine: And the prophets take their places at the table when they're called

One day, while busking outside a pharmacy called Boone Drug in Boone, North Carolina, the daughter of folk-country legend Doc Watson happened by and was impressed by what she heard. Doc Watson invited the band to participate in his annual MerleFest music festival in Wilkesboro, North Carolina.[6] That break led to the act's relocation to Nashville in 2000,[4] where they were "embraced and mentored" by Marty Stuart, the president of the Grand Ole Opry, Gillian Welch and Welch's longtime songwriting partner and guitarist, David Rawlings.[6] Stuart helped them land some high profile gigs and Rawlings later produced their Big Iron World (2006).[6] They made their Grand Ole Opry debut on the Ryman Auditorium stage in 2001 to a standing ovation.[8]

Robert of Northwest Baha'i LIbrary catches a new old country song and likes what he hears. -gw

We were visiting Carmel, California a few days ago and heard this song of hope and faith while there.
The "Old Crow Medicine Show" originally sang it. Here's a link to a recent solo version by one of that group's members, David Rawlings, who wrote it.
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I Hear Them All
I hear the cryin' of the hungry
In the deserts where they'er wondering
Hear them crying out for Heaven's own
Benevolence upon them
Hear destructive power prevailin'
I hear fools falsely hailin'
To the crooked wits of tyrants
When they call
I hear them all
I hear them all
I hear them all
I hear the sounds of tearing pages
And the roar of burning paper
All the crimes and acquisitions
Turned to air and ash and vapor
And the rattle of the shackle
Far beyond Emancipator
And the lowliest
Who gather in their stalls
I hear them all
I hear them all
I hear them all
So while you sit and whistle "Dixie"
With your money and your power
I can hear the flowers growing
In the rubble of the tower
I hear leader quit their lyin'
I hear babies quit their cryin'
I hear soldiers quit their dyin'
One and all
I hear them all
I hear them all
I hear them all
I hear the tender words from Zion
I hear Noah's water fall
Hear the gentle lamb of Judah
Sleeping at the feet of Buddha
And the prophets from Elijah
To the old Paiute Wovoka
Take their places at the table
When they're called
I hear them all
I hear them all
I hear them all

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