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A 5 minute folk song with six verses and no chorus or bridge - just what you wanted! At least it's uptempo This is not meant for general appeal. It's a gift for my wife's grandmother Ann and is written about her husband Joe, who passed on about 20 years ago. I know many are hesitant to comment on songs of a personal nature but I would love to hear suggestions. I'll probably keep the lyric pretty close to what it is unless there are some suggestions for better phrasing. Any comments about the arrangement, mix, or any other aspect would be appreciated. This was co-written with Joe's niece Resa. She wrote some of the lines and gave me essentially all the details. Here's the song: http://www.soundclick.com/bands/songInfo.cfm?bandID=377550&songID=5225330Here's a picture of Ann and Joe taken in 1936 - about 49 years before they celebrated their 50th anniversary I'll post the lyric below. Thanks! Scott Joe Jones (Nickel Pies) (c) 2007 by S.W. Campbell and Teresa Thornburg Well Missouri in the thirties There was more men than was work But every job there hard or dirty I did for dinner and dessert But I knew the world was bigger So I hopped a freight train west And I left each town With my nails worn down And some pennies in my vest Lo de oh de oh oh oh Lo de oh de oh oh oh Well I rode those rails and counted the ties And I dreamed of nickel pies Never thought I'd find my fortune North of nowhere mining coal There a shy, sweet girl named Ann Made my tattered heart feel whole And I knew the world was brighter On a January day We were to wed in Spring But I had the ring And I knew I couldn't wait Lo de oh de oh oh oh Lo de oh de oh oh oh Well we said our vows under cold, blue skies And we dreamed of nickel pies Well the folks back home in Higbee Heard of the gains that could be got And pretty soon our friends and family Filled our two room place with cots And through those cold Wyoming winters We helped all who came our way Someone asked what we did When the summer hit I said “We play ball that day” Lo de oh de oh oh oh Lo de oh de oh oh oh We made it through on company store supplies And we dreamed of nickel pies When we left Rock Springs for Portland A welder’s ticket in my hand I knew my job there was important We built the ships that beat Japan And though times were getting better We didn’t have much money saved And when the doc told me, “You need surgery” I said, “Doc, it’ll have to wait” Lo de oh de oh oh oh Lo de oh de oh oh oh So we became both pound and penny wise And we dreamed of nickel pies We moved back to Missouri When my daddy passed away I heard the mine up in Excello Needed welders for good pay Was on a shovel named Goliath Where I chanced to make my name Well we kept him goin’ On a night so raw That the cold wind cracked his frame Lo de oh de oh oh oh Lo de oh de oh oh oh I saw my breath freeze right in front of my eyes And I dreamed of nickel pies So we bought a house a stones throw From the town where I was raised It was here we’d let our roots grow And our son would come of age And by the time that we had grandkids It was known across this land That if you had the need To run a bead Joe Jones, well, he’s your man Lo de oh de oh oh oh Lo de oh de oh oh oh It’s been fifty years Ann, how time flies! That’s a lot of nickel pies That’s a ton of nickel pies
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