Thursday, May 1, 2014

ATF: Fool's Gold

This weekly series will include as many of my all-time favorite tunes as I can get my grubby little hands on (so to speak).  Now, each one included in each edition will have some connection with the other—albeit only as a figment of my imagination, but they will not be numbered.  For I just cannot bring myself to rate some higher than others.  So, this will not be a countdown, but if you are enjoying them as much as I do, it won’t matter.  Besides, with no countdown, this could go on forever and ever!  Oh, and despite the fact that there is absolutely no way that your musical tastes can be as exquisite as mine, I welcome any suggestions that you might dare to make.  I am, after all, quite magnanimous by nature.



Fire on the Mountain
The Marshall Tucker Band
Took my family away from my
Carolina home
Had dreams about the west
And started to roam
Six long months
On a dust-covered trail
They say Heaven's at the end
But so far it's been Hell

And there's
Fire on the mountain
Lightnin' in the air
Gold in them hills
And it's waitin' for me there

We were diggin' and siftin'
From five to five
Sellin' everything we found
Just to stay alive
Gold flowed free
Like the whiskey in the bars
Sinnin' was the big thing Lord
And Satan was His star

And there's
Fire on the mountain
Lightnin' in the air
Gold in them hills
And it's waitin' for me there

Dance hall girls were the
Evenin' treat
Empty cartridges and blood lined
The gutters of the street
Men were shot down for the
Sake of fun
Or just to hear the noise of their
.44 guns

And there's
Fire on the mountain
Lightnin' in the air
Gold in them hills
And it's waitin' for me there

Now my widow she
Weeps by my grave
Tears flow free for her man
She couldn't save
Shot down in cold blood
By a gun that carried fame
All for a useless and no good
Worthless claim

And there's
Fire on the mountain
Lightnin' in the air
Gold in them hills
And it's waitin' for me there
Fire on the mountain
Lightnin' in the air
Gold in them hills
And it's waitin' for me there
Waitin' for me there



All the Gold in California
Larry Gatlin and The Gatlin Brothers
All the gold
In California
Is in a bank in the middle of Beverly Hills
In somebody else's name
So if you're dreamin’
About California
It don't matter at all
Where you've played before
California's a brand new game

Tryin' to be a hero
Windin’ up a zero
Can scar a man forever
Right down to your soul
Livin’ on the spotlight
Can kill a man outright
'Cause everything that glitters
Is not gold

And all the gold
In California
Is in a bank in the middle of Beverly Hills
In somebody else's name
So if you're dreamin’
About California
It don't matter at all
Where you've played before
California's a brand new game
All the gold
In California
Is in a bank in the middle of Beverly Hills
In somebody else's name
So if you're dreamin’
About California
It don't matter at all
Where you've played before
California's a brand new game
Brand new game
A brand new game

Lyrics From: [elyrics.net]

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8 comments:

  1. Lively and lovely songs both! Can appreciate these as somewhat of a sentimental groove. Thanks for sharing!

    Hank

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  2. Thanks for stopping by, my dear Hank!!! My wife insists that I can be awfully slow at times, and since it took me several years to realize what these songs are really about, she just might have a point. Sigh.

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  3. Thanks for stopping by, my dear Karen!!! It was the best of times. It was the worst of times. Such are the days of our lives.

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  4. Thanks for stopping by, my dear Stephen!!! I am really glad you enjoyed this.

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  5. I love the Marshall Tucker Band....I must dig out my CDs and play them over the weekend.

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  6. Thanks for stopping by, my dear Lee!!! Sounds like a good time to me! Hey, what did you think about the first episode of the Fargo TV series? Do you now get my ball peen hammer reference from the other day?

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  7. Thanks for stopping by, my dear Adullamite!!! Yup.

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