Flying Moving Mountains When I was child I'd find my uncle Sitting in his old rocking chair For hours and hours, to me seemed like days, I'd see him just sitting there If I asked him what he was doing He'd smile at me and say David, I'm watching that mountain 'cause it's going to move someday David, I'm watching that mountain 'cause it's going to move someday (Chorus) Faith to move mountains, hope to keep them there Love for the creatures that call her home, And love for the trees and the air My uncle kept that mountain from moving, 'cause the mountain knew he would see He said David you know it's a hard job, but I reckon it's up to me The mountain doesn't want us people to know that she dances late at night But someday I'm going to see her and I reckon my uncle was right Someday I'm going to see her and I reckon my uncle was right (repeat chorus) There's one thing about a mountain you shouldn't move her if she don't want to go But my uncle would cry to see her today and the men trying to lay her low This time we can't just watch her it's a problem we can't ignore If we don't fight for the mountain then the mountain will dance no more If we don't fight for the mountains then the mountains will dance no more (repeat chorus) Words and Music by David LaMotte ©1991 Lower Dryad Music/ASCAP Hard Earned Smile If faces tell stories, and I think they do There have been some hard chapters in the story of you There's some dark and some lonely in the lines 'round your eyes A thousand nights' tears, promises and lies So we sit at the diner and talk until dawn Lay it all on the table 'til the coffee's all gone All the hard people you've known and you've been Wounded and healed and opened again And you said it best when you played your guitar "From where you come isn't what you are" I can hear the song ringing out over the miles And there's nothing so true as the hope in a hard earned smile We all have our trials and our lessons to learn If your dreams are on fire then your heart might get burned But to choose to be strong and have courage to heal Lends truth to your song and the hope that I feel And you said it best when you played your guitar "From where you come isn't what you are" I can hear the song ringing out over the miles And there's nothing so true as the hope in a hard earned smile Words and Music by David LaMotte ©1997 Lower Dryad Music/ASCAP Grey Eagle I've got some pictures Just some old black and whites Everything was so simple Maybe I romanticize But it still makes me smile Looking back on those days When black and white fade to grey And the grey eagle flies And I'm riding along To the land of my father's father I'm singing the song my gradmother used to sing About a bushel and a peck And a hug around the neck and I'm home Now there's a sidewalk Where the path used to be Where we planted a sapling I can climb in the tree I find I stand taller With my feet on the land That my grandfather worked with his hands And the grey eagle flies And I'm riding along To the land of my father's father I'm singing the song my gradmother used to sing About a bushel and a peck And a hug around the neck and I'm home Once in a while I like to stop by And make sure that the place looks OK Stand on the steps with a tear in my eye And I'm wishing that I could just stay So I'll take a few pictures With my Dad's thirty-five Of my grandparent's home Where they lived most of their lives And a few in the garden Where their roses still grow And I'm hoping that somehow they know And the grey eagle flies And I'm riding along To the land of my father's father I'm singing the song my gradmother used to sing About a bushel and a peck And a hug around the neck and I'm home Words and Music by David LaMotte ©1997 Lower Dryad Music/ASCAP Audio: Grey Eagle David says: my grandfather bought a mountain cottage in the little town of Montreat, NC in 1939. He paid $1700 for it, and it's still in the family. It's not insulated at all, and there's no heat but a woodstove that barely warms one room. It's a great summer cabin, though, and all the cousins and aunts and uncles claim a week in the summer. When my grandparents died (one around Christmas and one around Easter of the same year) I found myself writing this song about them. It turned out to be as much about that old house, though, and another where they lived in Maxton, NC. I now live about three miles from that cottage. This area was called Grey Eagle by the Cherokee before Europeans ever showed up, and that's how the song came to be called Grey Eagle. DavidLaMotteFan.com thanks David for his generosity in letting us share his songs. If you enjoy David's songs, you may order them here. If you'd like to hear additional songs by David, visit the Audio Library. Lemonade Lemonade A big cigar I brought you flowers I picked 'em from your yard Tip my hat Miss I'd be pleased If you'd consent To spend the day with me I'll buy you some Lemonade A big cigar We can promenade We don't need no motorcar Oh yes I'm all for liberation Baby can't you tell Yes I think if you could vote too That'd be just swell But why worry about tomorrow When today's going so well Won't you be my southern belle I'll dress real nice Stand up tall You sashay by And twirl your parasol Look in that window We're quite a pair You look so lovely And I'm so debonair I'll follow you like Mary's little lamb You tell the ladies You hooked yourself a man And then when it's time to ask you I'll pop the big surprise I'll hold my hat and bend my knee And look into your eyes And sweetly ask if you would like To matrimonicize Won't you be my southern belle Lazy days On the front porch swing Bring me my banjo And I might even sing I'm living good With my buttercup I don't deserve you But baby while you're up Would you bring me some Lemonade Oh Lemonade Words and Music by David LaMotte ©1994 Lower Dryad Music/ASCAP Audio: Lemonade David says: I rarely come up with the music to a song first and then the lyric, but this is one of the exceptions. I stumbled on the chord progression one afternoon and liked it, but had no idea what the song might be about. Listening to the chords I decided it had a decidedly 'old south' sound, so I started spitting out images that came to mind. Before I knew it, this twisted little song had emerged. When I'm trying to write I believe in following the muse where she goes. She hates to be pushed. DavidLaMotteFan.com thanks David for his generosity in letting us share his songs. If you enjoy David's songs, you may order them here. If you'd like to hear additional songs by David, visit the Audio Library. We Are Each Other's Angels Well I hope I see you later 'Cause it's time for me to go Someone just pulled over Sure was good to know you Go answer your calling Go and fill somebody's cup And if you see an angel falling Won't you stop and help them up 'Cause we are each other's angels And we meet when it is time We keep each other going And we show each other signs Sometimes you will stumble Sometimes you might fall down Sometimes you will get lonely With all these people around You might shiver when the wind blows And you might get blown away You might even lose your colors But don't you ever lose your faith we are each other's angels And we meet when it is time We keep each other going And we show each other signs Thank you for the water I thought I was gonna die out here in the desert But you quenched my thirst Let's break a little bread together I've got a little manna It was a gift From somebody who was passing by And offered me a lift Now go answer your calling Go and fill somebody's cup And if you see an angel falling Won't you stop and help them up We are each other's angels And we meet when it is time We keep each other going And we show each other signs Words and Music by Chuck Brodsky ©1995 Katey Revisited I don't know a single thing about her I had to ask that boy for her name But I don't know if I can live without her I don't know if I'll ever be the same Katey dancin', look at Katey dancin' Katey dancin', look at Katey dancin' tonight Katey dancin', look at Katey dancin' Katey dancin', look at Katey dancin' tonight I know just what all the boys are thinking And I know that all the girls are getting mad I know there'll be some stiff competition, But they're gonna to be crying and that's just too bad 'cause Katey dancin', look at Katey dancin' Katey dancin', look at Katey dancin' tonight Katey dancin', look at Katey dancin' Katey dancin', look at Katey dancin' tonight Here comes that slow song Time for me to make my move Everybody just stopping and starin' Saying look at that boy, he's so smooth Katey dancin', look at Katey dancin' Katey dancin', look at Katey dancin' tonight Katey dancin', look at Katey dancin' Katey dancin', look at Katey dancin' tonight Words and Music by David LaMotte ©1991 Lower Dryad Music/ASCAP New Lullaby Oh-hi, sing lullaby Hi-oh, where will we go Oh-hi, the stars in the sky Will sing lullaby tonight You are my baby and I love you so But another day is coming so this one must go Peter Pan is flying, but he's flying low Just to sing lullaby tonight So hush little baby, don't say a word 'Cause I'm gonna buy you a mockingbird And if it won't sing in captivity Then we'll open the cage and set that bird free, singing... Oh-hi, sing lullaby Hi-oh, where will we go Oh-hi, the stars in the sky Will sing lullaby tonight So rock-a-bye baby on the treetop Well the wind may be blowing and cradles will rock But the bow it is strong, and the cradle won't fall So sing lullaby tonight And now I lay me down to sleep And I pray the Lord my soul to keep And if the Lord should come see me before I awake Then we'll run up to heaven and eat chocolate cake, singing... Oh-hi, sing lullaby Hi-oh, where will we go Oh-hi, the stars in the sky Will sing lullaby tonight Words and music by David LaMotte ©1992 Lower Dryad Music/ASCAP In the Light So here I stand with this guitar in my hand What was it that I came to say? There was something about some hope and some dreams and some fear Some ideas for a better way If I really feel like I trust you Maybe we'll talk about the pain Maybe you'll understand me Maybe you won't walk away You know I ain't no television I'm watching you while you're watching me I can tell when the music reaches you Something changes and I can see And it shines down on my soul, you know And deep inside I feel We're in this thing together And we're touching something real And if we're gonna do it Let's do it right Let's bring back the magic tonight It'll all work out fine If you just let it shine I'm gonna hold you I'm gonna hold you in the Light It's so easy to get distracted When I'm working day in and day out I get lost in all the numbers I forget what it's all about But couldn't we cross the boundaries Can't we conquer the fear Shouldn't we love each other? Isn't that why we're here? And if we're gonna do it Let's do it right Let's bring back the magic tonight It'll all work out fine If you just let it shine I'm gonna hold you I'm gonna hold you in the Light Words and music by David LaMotte ©1999 Lower Dryad Music/ASCAP A Song of Peace This is my song oh God of all the nations A song of peace for lands afar and mine This is my home, the country where my heart is Here are my hopes, my dreams, my holy shrine But other hearts in other lands are beating With hopes and dreams as true and high as mine My country's skies are bluer than the ocean And sunlight beams on clover leaf and pine But other lands have sunlight too and clover And skies are everywhere as blue as mine This is my song oh God of all the nations A song of peace for their land and for mine Music by Jean Sibelius Words by Lloyd Stone Wish Seagulls high in a clear blue sky They're just floating on the breeze Not even flapping their wings at all Living a life of ease And I'm sucking exhaust at a stoplight While they're playing freeze tag in the air Got my face up against the window Man, I wish I could be up there I wish I could do that I wish I could do that If I could do anything in the world I wish I could do that Tomcat lying on the hood of that car He's just soaking up the sun Looks like he's bored from too much contentment Too tired from having fun He ain't got no high blood pressure He knows it'll be OK He's letting his life take care of itself I wish I could be that way I wish I could do that I wish I could do that If I could do anything in the world I wish I could do that I'm hurryin' and worryin' just trying to catch that dime Doing next to nothing and it's taking all my time I can't stop for any roses, I can hardly even yield For the seagulls and the tomcat and the lilies in the field There's a horn honking through my daydream I'm stopped at a bright green light Convertible car cuts around on the left And whips up the ramp to the right I was thinking about how I don't have to fret About where I'll get my food and clothes I don't have to race like the rat in that car But I sure would love one of those I wish I could do that I wish I could do that If I could do anything in the world I wish I could do that Words and Music by David LaMotte ©1994 Lower Dryad Music/ASCAP Song For You I've got to be going now, though I'd rather stay You know it is hard to leave, but I must be on my way But before I leave you, friend, there's something that I have to say You mean the world to me and I'll never stop loving you 'Cause what you have given me I can never repay And if we meet again somehow, I will love you then as now 'Cause you mean the world to me And when life is getting me down, as sometimes it will do, My heart will come back to these mountains and I'll remember you I'll remember the love that we shared and the ways that we grew You mean the world to me and I'll never stop loving you 'Cause what you have given me I can never repay And if we meet again somehow, I will love you then as now 'Cause you mean the world to me Though I've got to go away, I won't leave you behind Memories of times that we shared together I'll carry in my mind Some times were happy, some times were hard, But I'm glad all those memories are mine You mean the world to me and I'll never stop loving you 'Cause what you have given me I can never repay And if we meet again somehow, I will love you then as now 'Cause you mean the world to me Words and Music by David LaMotte ©1991 Lower Dryad Music/ASCAP Audio: Song For You David says: I wrote this song when I was fourteen. My parents were moving and I had to say goodbye to good friends in Sarasota, FL. I did some editing when I was twenty, after spending an incredible summer in the mountains of western NC working at a conference center there. That's when the line about mountains showed up; Florida exhibits a distinct lack of mountains. Anyway, at the goodbye party my friends threw in Florida I tried to sing the song for them, but I was too choked up, so they had to wait five years until Barefoot came out. DavidLaMotteFan.com thanks David for his generosity in letting us share his songs. If you enjoy David's songs, you may order them here. If you'd like to hear additional songs by David, visit the Audio Library.