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I posted a choon called Ferry Meadows it was acoustic and open for collab, A guy from Hangtown CA who goes by the name of Buckhorn and his daughter who's one year old and has the measles (get well soon baby) sent me this - their authentic West Coast psychedelic version of the aforementioned piece.
Buck's wee lassie plays the synth on this and I think she shows promise.
Buck's wee lassie plays the synth on this and I think she shows promise.
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Lyrics
From the Tiergarten in Germany
To the River Duck in Tennessee
The grass is green wherever it grows
The highs so high the lows so low
Meet me at the river in the Ferry Meadows
The mighty fall the small get small
Till there's no more writing no more wall
All on aboard that whistle blows
We're going on down where the poppy grows
Where the sun never sets
And the wind no longer blows
Meet me at the Ferry Meadows
Money comes and money goes
Like love and anger those concepts grow and grow
When the sun no longer shines and the wind no longer blows
You can meet me at the Ferry Meadows
To the River Duck in Tennessee
The grass is green wherever it grows
The highs so high the lows so low
Meet me at the river in the Ferry Meadows
The mighty fall the small get small
Till there's no more writing no more wall
All on aboard that whistle blows
We're going on down where the poppy grows
Where the sun never sets
And the wind no longer blows
Meet me at the Ferry Meadows
Money comes and money goes
Like love and anger those concepts grow and grow
When the sun no longer shines and the wind no longer blows
You can meet me at the Ferry Meadows
buckhorn
It was only the three day measles. I was trying to play the midi keys to this and the little rascal kept hanging on the key board. I liked the sound of what she did, so I erased the the notes I did and kept hers. I wish I sent you a higher resolution version, but its only rock'n roll
anyway. btw I love your vocal on this. Regards