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There has been a long and devastating drought in most parts of Australia over the past 5 (at least) years. I read an article last weekend describing the anguish of farmers who are at breaking point - shooting their stock because there's no feed, leaving their farms because they can't pay the mortgage, and in some cases taking their own lives. I tried to imagine their situation and these lyrics are what I came up with.
This is getting closer to the sort of songs I want to write and play - the combination of acoustic and electric guitars gives me much more with which to develop a song.
The top harmony is my wife jan's first ever try at singing, and it worked rather well I think.
There are three electric guitar tracks, acoustic guitar, organ, bass, Drums on Demand and a tambourine track. There are also 4 vocal tracks in all. Lots of fun mixing it all up!
As usual, play it loud - but be careful of your ears : )
This is getting closer to the sort of songs I want to write and play - the combination of acoustic and electric guitars gives me much more with which to develop a song.
The top harmony is my wife jan's first ever try at singing, and it worked rather well I think.
There are three electric guitar tracks, acoustic guitar, organ, bass, Drums on Demand and a tambourine track. There are also 4 vocal tracks in all. Lots of fun mixing it all up!
As usual, play it loud - but be careful of your ears : )
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Lyrics
The Big Dry
© 2006 Neil Porter
Things don’t stay the same
Things just don’t turn out right
We’ve had so many years
Living with the dust
The summer sun so hot
We hardly sleep at night
Getting sick and tired
Of living on the edge
But when the rains come down
Heartache will wash away
Might live to work another day
An end to broken ground
An end to endless sighs
Won’t have to give this land away
What if rain never came
And this was all there is?
What if we walk away
To think it’s come to this
Another summer night
Another weary summer day
We’re getting closer
To giving it all away
But when the rains come down
Heartache will wash away
Might live to work another day
An end to broken ground
An end to endless sighs
Won’t have to give this land away
**********************
Maybe we’ll go away
Maybe we’ll sell this land
But who’d be buying this
Land of dreams we’ve lost?
Acres of broken ground
Rivers of useless tears
Lifetime of wasted years
Left here in the dust
But when the rains come down
Heartache will wash away
Might live to work another day
An end to broken ground
An end to endless sighs
Won’t have to give this land away
**********************
© 2006 Neil Porter
Things don’t stay the same
Things just don’t turn out right
We’ve had so many years
Living with the dust
The summer sun so hot
We hardly sleep at night
Getting sick and tired
Of living on the edge
But when the rains come down
Heartache will wash away
Might live to work another day
An end to broken ground
An end to endless sighs
Won’t have to give this land away
What if rain never came
And this was all there is?
What if we walk away
To think it’s come to this
Another summer night
Another weary summer day
We’re getting closer
To giving it all away
But when the rains come down
Heartache will wash away
Might live to work another day
An end to broken ground
An end to endless sighs
Won’t have to give this land away
**********************
Maybe we’ll go away
Maybe we’ll sell this land
But who’d be buying this
Land of dreams we’ve lost?
Acres of broken ground
Rivers of useless tears
Lifetime of wasted years
Left here in the dust
But when the rains come down
Heartache will wash away
Might live to work another day
An end to broken ground
An end to endless sighs
Won’t have to give this land away
**********************
tatin
soundtrack to that story in the NY Times about the farmers. Well crafted
song that conveys the sadness,with a hint of hope,through the music. The
guitar solo expresses the anguish nicely. Very expressive imagery and
music!