444 (LP)

by Free Range Folk

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about

Free Range Folk's latest album (444, March 2013) was recorded between Fuzztone Records' studio and the band's home studio by Brett Haas (of Robert Randolph and the Family Band). The new album is a departure from the string band sound of their previous work in that it welcomes percussion on all tracks with accents of brass, hammond organ and electric bass and guitar. Songwriters Kevin Ruch and Josh Finsel continue to explore themes related to family and social/environmental topics (Lehigh, Father's Day, Alfalfa Seed, Shit Show, Roundup Ready, Laying on the Ground), while other tracks illustrate their knack for writing catchy storytelling tunes with a folksy feel- (Squirrel Song 2, Lenhartsville Waltz, Pancake Song). The album is rounded out with a nod to love (Seraphim, Anyway) and a rockin' cover of The Waterboys' Fisherman's Blues. 444 is a solid contribution to the roots revival music scene. It presents a feeling of modern nostalgia, appealing to the deep seated longing within all of us to return to the land and live a simpler life.

Key Tracks: “Father’s Day,” “Seraphim Moonbeam,” “Lehigh,” “Anyway” (All are suitable for radio play except "Shit Show")

Super fun bonus track included with digital album purchase.

credits

released 23 March 2013

Produced by Brett Haas and Free Range Folk
© 2013 Fuzztone Records
Get Behind Music Publishing BMI
Artwork by Michael Erickson

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Track Name: Lehigh
LEHIGH

River rolling by saying bye bye
River rolling by saying hi
Roll on

Butterfly flying by
Flying by and by
On the Lehigh

Big black vulture circling in the sky
Hovering over me
Wondering if I'm going to die
With this banjo on my knee

Soft white clouds rolling by
Sun shining high in the sky
On the Lehigh

Married my girl on the riverside
Up on the mountain so high
On the Lehigh
Track Name: Father's Day
FATHER'S DAY

It's a time honored lesson it's a corny country song
Makes you count all of your blessings while you struggle to sing along
It's a cryptical message from Marquez' pen
Every peoples gots to stop and remember when

Your mama rang the dinner bell at 5 o'clock each night
While your papa sipped his cocktail under incandescent light
And the pipes would start a'knocking as the steam whistle shrilled
And the radio played The Fool on the Hill

Well there was a time when I felt right at home
All our values was polished and shined
But our time it got bought up, borrowed and loaned
All our values and purpose entwined

I hope you don't mind

A dictators dream, Shoe Gazers scene
A place that encompasses everything in between
Yeah that's what I'll find
That's what I'll find
I hope you don't mind
Track Name: Seraphim Moonbeam
Seraphim moonbeam shining through your wings
Sailing across the star lined sky
Whirl-winged princess singing sweet lullaby while you fly

I don't know what I'd do dancing without you

Seraphim starlight shining in your eyes
Laughing, smiling, ain't know big surprise... you make me cry

I don't know what I'd do dancing without you
Track Name: Fisherman's Blues
Wish I was a fisherman
tumblin' on the seas
far away from dry land
and it's bitter memories
castin' out my sweet line
with abandonment and love
no ceiling bearin' down on me
save the starry sky above
with light in my head
with you in my arms...

I wish I was the brakeman
on a hurtlin fevered train
crashin head long into the heartland
like a cannon in the rain
with the feelin of the sleepers
and the burnin of the coal
countin the towns flashin by
and a night that's full of soul
with light in my head
with you in my arms...

And I know I will be loosened
from the bonds that hold me fast
and the chains all around me
will fall away at last
and on that grand and fateful day
I will take thee in my hand
I will ride on a train
I will be the fisherman
With light in my head
You in my arms...

Light in my head
You in my arms...

Light in my head
You...

With light in my head
You in my arms...
Track Name: Alfalfa Seed
ALFALFA SEED

Where am I going to be
When this life takes leave of me
I want to be happy
On my grave sow some alfalfa seed

I'm so happy to have seen you grow old my sweet child
Fed the fire when you were cold and felt the warmth of your sweet smile
Life's been good to our family
I hope your proud of me until we meet again on Heaven's bright shore

The clouds are quilted today and the light falls softly on your chin
Lord above, we all pray, please wash away our sins
Thank you Lord for blessing our family
I hope your proud of me until we meet again on Heaven's bright shore

Where am I going to be
When this life takes leave of me
I want to be happy
On my grave sow some alfalfa seed

Up on the mountain there are berries big and blue
Purple hands and purple smile singing out these words so true
Thank you Lord for being so good to me
I hope your proud of me until we meet again on Heaven's bright shore
Track Name: Anyway
ANYWAY


(G) Sometimes I’m in(C)spired to

Tell you how I ad(D)mire you

But the (C)thought (Bm)pass(Am)es (G)so (D)quick(G)ly

So I keep it with (C)me

‘Cause (C)you (Bm)don’t (Am)want (G)to (D)hear any(G)way

Well I could write a song for you

A song that’s loving and true

But every time I find the words

They just fly off like birds

And you’re all for the birds anyway

BREAK

D

C Bm Am G D

C

G

(G) Any way that you can (C)find

Not to be (D)caring or kind

And I (C)guess I (Bm)won’t (Am)have (G)my (D)way

Not to(G)day any(C)way

And (C)you’re (Bm)all (Am)for (G)the (D)birds any (G)way

BREAK

D

C

C Bm Am G D

G

It’s no secret how I feel

Or that my heart is yours to steal

But I guess this just isn’t our time

That suits me just fine

‘Cause I never suited you any way

(G) Any way that you can (C)find

Not to be (D)caring or kind

And I (C)guess I (Bm)won’t (Am)have (G)my (D)way

Not to(G)day any(C)way

No I (C)guess I (Bm)won’t (Am)have (G)my (D)way

Not to(G)day any(C)way

And (C)you’re (Bm)all (Am)for (G)the (D)birds any (G)way
Track Name: Shit Show
SHIT SHOW

Well you can (C)roll down the Te(G)cumseh highway
You can (Am)bet on coal or (G)steel
when you’re (C)holding all the cards it’s still your (Em)deal

And the Paper’s signed and the shit’s unloaded
And the men want to work today you best
Pack up the car and get out of my way

(C)Hold ‘em tight while I (G)get my shotgun
(C)Don’t bother baby everybody’s got one
(C)Why you gotta keep (G)searching for the end of the road?
(Em) (C) (G)

If you were the Son of the son of the man
Who dug that mountain down
would you Still wanna show your face in this town?

When the Dykes collapsed and the mud ran through
And carried the labor away It left
Just a pile of spines all twisted and grey

CHORUS

(Em) (C) (G)
(Em)Fall back (C)in time
(G)Keep following the storyline
Don’t push against the flow just
Play your part in the Shitshow
Track Name: Squirrel Song 2 "Bloody Marinara"
SQUIRREL II

Gotta feed the fuel into the fire 24/7
if the cold gets us and we die we'll all go to heaven
ain't no misbehaving when you ain't got no money
gotta stay pure and stay at home, yeah stay with your honey

and if the fire goes out at home I'll know
at least I got to heaven
and if my blood runs thick as marinara
I don't mind
it's just cold,,,,,

Ain't got a log to burn, ain't got a quarter
gonna hike south on 95 'til we hit the Cuban border
throw the books into the fire, I don't wanna read 'em
We'll kill the squirrel and tan his hide and cook him up and eat 'em

and if the fire goes out at home I'll know
at least I ate a squirrel
and if my blood runs thick as marinara
I don't mind
it's just cold

and if the fire goes out at home I'll know
at least I got to heaven
and if my blood runs thick as marinara
I don't mind
it's just cold,,,,,
Track Name: Lenhartsville Waltz
LENHARTSVILLE WALTZ

Every Thursday in the evening
I put down my hunting rifle
Into the back of my monster truck
All my buddies and their daughters
They’re all going to be there
Coming down to try out their luck

CH: Young girls done up pretty
And the men nitty gritty
In their camouflage and favorite car racing hats
They come out from Macungie to hear the DJ spin country
Down at the old Lenhartsville Waltz

I was dancing with my cousin
When we both saw her husband
She was dancing with his cousin too
Well the whole family’s dancing, just a lovin’ and romancing
With their “once now” and their “was can ich du”

CH: Young girls done up pretty
And the men nitty gritty
In their camouflage and favorite John Deere caps
They come out from Macungie to hear the DJ spin country
Down at the old Lenhartsville Waltz

It’s the end of the evening and the whole crowd’s receding
Back in to their monster trucks
Lock the hubs into four wheel so the folks’ll all hear us
Peel out as we’re leaving the waltz

CH: Young girls done up pretty
And the men nitty gritty
In their camouflage and their number three Dale Earnhardt hats
They come out from Macungie to hear the DJ spin country
Down at the old Lenhartsville Waltz
Down at the wonderful Lenhartsville Waltz
Track Name: Roundup Ready
ROUNDUP READY

The cows are artificial................ly inseminated
The fields are Roundup Ready corn and bean and
Hay, the soil is depleted

Chemical corn creeping in
Artificial army pollinating
What will become of our kin?
Nobody knows, their still studying

We should do some studying too about what we're eating
You'll never guess what their feeding the cows
When the hay is out of season

Chemical corn creeping in
Artificial army pollinating
What will become of our kin?
Nobody knows, their still studying
Track Name: The Pancake Song
THE PANCAKE SONG

There's a time between the seasons
When winter is tired and Spring is a hoped for thing
A cooking fire late February
It's time for the Maple Sugaring

Blueberries under blue sky
Blueberries under blue sky
I've got a bucket full of blueberries on the fourth of July

The buckwheat is in the mill
And the buttermilk is in the barn
The autumn leaves are all on the ground
As the sun rises over town
In the kitchen you can swell the bacon and them pancakes frying

There's a time between the seasons
When winter is tired and Spring is a hoped for thing
A cooking fire late February
It's time for the Maple Sugaring

Making maple syrup yeah yeah
I've been tapping the trees all day
It's kind of hard to make it pay
Cause it's forty to one until you boil it down
And I keep on slippin on the snow on the ground
But the fires burning low and I'm under the gun
The sap keeps reaching up for the sun
And I got to get the "week old" boiled you know
If I'm gonna keep up with the flow
And I need it yeah yeah
Track Name: Laying on the Ground
LAYING ON THE GROUND

Laying on the ground
Hands behind my head
All the golden grass is my bed
Fluffy clouds roll by
Crystal blue, the sky
I hope it is like this when I die

Swaying tops of trees
All around the field
All I see right now
Is what's real
And all I feel inside
Is the beauty of being alive
I hope it is like this when I die

On the banks of a foreign shore
Flashes of my life before the hand grenades
and machine gun fire
and the speeches made by a crazy liar

Laying on the ground
Hands along my side
Blood is flowing out
Like high tide
Clouds of smoke blow by
Crystal blue, the sky
I didn't think it would be like this when I died