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Effigy Mounds

by Tim McFate/Jeff Armstrong

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1.
The Barber 03:55
Well My barber Fought in Viet Nam Jumped out of Helicopters So it seems Doesn't look it now Doesn't look it now Doesn't look it now Doesn't look it now Couldn’t tell Doesn’t look it now Doesn’t look it now He's a tough guy - Not so much me He's a tough guy - not so much me Cutting hair for 30 years Same shop same chair Like a relic From the past Full of downtown chitchat He's a tough guy He's a tough guy He's a tough guy not so much me He's a tough guy He's a tough guy He's a tough guy not so much me He told me he was dying When I found out the same Yea He told me that he was dying When I found out the same Well My barber Fought in Viet Nam Jumped out of Helicopters So it seems Doesn't look it now Doesn't look it now He told me he was dying When I found out the same He’s a tough guy Yea He told me he was dying When I found out the same He’s a tough guy Not so much me Cutting hair for 30 years Same shop same chair Like a relic from the past Full of downtown chitchat Oh yea Chitchat Chitchat Chitchat While my hair drifts away Chitchat Chitchat from the past While my hair drifts away A barber Fought in Viet Nam Jumped out of Helicopters So it seems Doesn't look it now Doesn't look it now Doesn't look it now He told me he was dying When I found out the same He’s a tough guy Not so much me
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I was waiting for hope I was waiting answers Walking with my Mom To the daily mass Blue coats and sips of sacrificial wine I was working for answers Father Mooney From the pulpit declared blue coats were optional Oh a chaos of color Next day back to usual Well, daily pray the rosary Daily pray Oh they say Daily pray that rosary Sister Joel questioned her faith Teaching children who questioned theirs Ignatius of Loyola on education “Give me a boy and I’ll give you a man” A solemn TV funeral A cart a little boy and a girl It was a flagged draped coffin a flagged draped coffin I watching in the church with teary nuns Yeah we were waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting For hope and answers Waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting For hope and answers I’m sleeping in Chicago Yeah, Sleeping in Chicago Sleeping in Chicago On the waterfront Now I got this grainy photograph, hands folded in prayer On the waterfront I can see myself walking with my Mom To the daily morning mass At St Andrews, I was an altar boy was an altar boy We had blue coat grey pants White shirts and a blue tie Yeah we were waiting for answers Blue coats grey pants White shirt and a blue tie We were just waiting for hope and answers
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Hamilton Web 05:03
Many years ago I worked a shift Down at Hamilton Web, Down at Hamilton Web An old weaver’s mill long past its day Tucked away in a smugglers cove It Was Somewhere between Wickford and Bonnet Shores Oh yes it was Long ago along the East coast Eastern shores I would make that weekly trip To the airport 40 miles It was a suicide run Kawasaki 5-0-0 How fast I was going Heaven only knows I’d Trading a box of narrow weave For a package of dreams Burger and beer at Tommy’s And a bit of overtime I was the stockman And I learned every job on the floor The canteen truck and a eggamuff, A little banter with Canteen Joe A side bet or two on the Celts or the Sox”s Every week I delivered the box Yea I worked a shift Down at Hamilton Web Every night I locked the place up Wandering the empty second floor Abandoned looms and dying light The smell of wood and oil That’s for sure Stirred up by the ghosts of East Coast weavers Filling the room with distant shadows Of the folks that came and went and came again, before Many years ago I worked a shift Down at Hamilton Web, Down at Hamilton Web, Many years ago I worked a shift Down at Hamilton Web, Down at Hamilton Web,
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He haunts the park at dawn each day McDonalds coffee and an eggMcmuff Waiting for the sunrise At the shelter on the bluff above the Mississippi River On to the Y – routine the same Greetings to all and a story to tell About the sunrise bout the eagles bout everything Yellow pants and yellow jacket Bumblebee on a bike He’s the King Ya The King The King of the Neighborhood Later to Hubbles for a couple of beers And the denizens of downtown Yellow pants yellow jacket He’s a bumblebee on a bike Home up the hill on wobbly legs Waiting wife and supper The six o’clock news And it’s off to bed Another dawn to remember Yellow pants and yellow jacket Bumblebee on a bike He’s the King Ya the King The King of the Neighborhood Well he haunts the park at dawn each day Home up the hill on wobbly legs He’s a bumblebee on a bike He’s the, he’s the king of the neighborhood. Yellow pants and yellow jacket Bumblebee on a bike He’s the King Ya the King The King of the Neighborhood
5.
When our girls were born We planted a tree Now they’re all gone ya They’re scattered likes leaves the trees are still here And so are we We planted an orchard On Orchard Street The leaves are all falling Except on the apple tree The leaves are all falling The leaves are all falling Ah the folks who settled this land I think they’d be proud of our orchard I couldn't be prouder from what it has grown Makes me cry when I see Makes me cry when I see When our girls were born We planted a tree Now they’re all gone ya They’re scattered likes leaves the trees are still here And so are we We planted an orchard On Orchard Street When the kids were long grown And scattered likes leaves the trees are still here And so are we Well we planted an orchard On Orchard Street Ya we planted an orchard We planted an orchard On Orchard Street Ya we planted an orchard The folks who settled this land I think they’d be proud of the orchard we made The folks who settled this land I think they’d be proud of the orchard we made I couldn't be prouder I couldn't be prouder
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The Light on your face Is different today Attending to a Dream And That is changing Gratatude I see Is not exactly free Some questions Will remain Unanswered I get confused About how old we are But just around the corner Has reeled us in I think that it was sunny I think…….a New day I see the ocean, I see the sun I see the thoughts, The thoughts that you’ve become Your look is like the silence But sound is the same When I started to talk Pretty quickly, the tears came. Your house by the bay Has been consumed by the grass I stood out front and listened Listened for the past I still remember the reasons But I forgot what I had to say I just showed up with flowers On your dying Day I can see sitting Outside in the rain I will see you in the shadows Along the way I see the ocean, I see the sun I see the thoughts, The thoughts that you’ve become
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Stars are falling Filling the boat Time to row for shore Time to row for shore The light is dimming Its time to go Time to row for shore I was talking to a friend the other night He didn't have long to live And asked him when he knew it was time And this is what he said -- Well I went to a spiritual place today The bears were already sleeping Winter was near and the stars had all fallen The stars are falling Filling the boat Time to row for the shore Time to row for the shore The light is dimming And its time to go Time to row for the shore row for the shore Cause I was talking to a friend the other night He didn't have long to live Asked him when he knew it was time And this is what he said — He said the stars are falling And they’re Filling up my boat Time to row for the shore Time to row for the shore Time to row for the shore The light is dimming Its time to go The stars are falling Filling up my boat Well I went to a spiritual place today The bears were already sleeping Winter was near and the stars had all fallen Time to row for the shore Time to row for the shore Time to row for Time to row for the shore
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Jeff Armstrong had some stories he wanted to tell. He and I have been friends for 40 years. As we get older the stories change and priorities shift. This album reflects those changes. He sent me the stories and I turned them into songs.

The true philanthropic, McFate, is an obvious talent of O’ Wilder’s Art as Life and vice versa, every motion is a joy, his existence itself on earth is a wonder, a living canvas,

Jeff Armstrong

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released January 2, 2021

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Rescue Box Providence, Rhode Island

For me music has been a constant companion for as long as I can remember. That companionship has not always been comforting. For all the years that I couldn't or wouldn't put the work in I still followed along and wanted to join in.

The process fills so many voids.It is the conversation with myself that I find so necessary. The loners log in a way.
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