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by Sonya Hunter

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released July 1, 1920

recorded in Oakland with Erik Pearson

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Track Name: Down to the Garden
sunflower yellow dahlia scarlet orange marigold
an autumn feast in the eyes of two whose love remains untold
yes we were there when ripe apples fell upon a grassy bed
in September with the scent of lilacs dancing round our heads

we go down to the garden when the light is just starting to fall
we go down when the orioles sing and the sparrows call

rambling rose winding through the arches high above the pond
watch her go! racing waterlilies through the fern and frond
yes we were there with the bees the bees buzzin' all around
oh lavender! don't tell a single soul what we have found

we go down to the garden when the light is just starting to fall
we go down when the orioles sing and the sparrows call

Proud mullein watching from your silver green downy leaves
would you refrain from rendezvous as dangerous as these?
yes we went there passed through the gate beneath the pewter sky
sweet vetiver will never need to know the reason why

we go down to the garden when the light is just starting to fall
we go down when the orioles sing and the sparrows call
we go down to the garden when the light is the fairest of all
Track Name: Gravenstein
gravenstein same old scene at the drama
you cut someone down run out of town back to mama
but there's a girl who knows the route you go
we'll head you off now
where mill station ends
and the dirt road begins
see you there pal

you take the high road
it's waiting there for you

gravenstein you've come to be like your namesake
perfect and sweet for a late summer week
then fall to heartache
but your destiny's not set like that tree
change the course now
finish the song
right the wrong
you can learn how

you take the high road
it's waiting there for you

there's a girl down in Graton
wronged and forsaken
by my brother
no I couldn't watch
as he auctioned it off
to another
but there's a gravity to this mess he flew
and he'll come back now
Gravenstein you're not a bad seed
I'll show you how

you take the high road
make sure your words are true
there'll be a few friends left at the end
waiting there for you
Track Name: Big Red
It's been four years to the day
Since you up and left this place
They've pulled up your roses
Made your jungle front yard flat and dry
But there's a redwood tree
planted down at the library
and with an air of grace
it's pushin' its way up through the sky

That was the strangest, saddest, drawn out summer
but now the shade under Big Red
it's a July song
a stuck-in-your-head hummer

And I'm gonna sing it to the branches
sing it to the sky
I'd sing it to the sun
but my voice aint that high

Oh the shade of Big Red reminds me
Of your laugh, your melancholy
The greens and the browns
The upwards the downs
Your big protected heart
You wrote about being a kid
And I'm thankful you did
But it's my turn now, and I'm not sure where to start

That was the strangest, saddest, drawn out summer
but now the shade under Big Red
it's a July song
a stuck-in-your-head hummer...

and I'm gonna sing it to the branches
sing it to the sky
I'd sing it to the sun
but my voice aint that high
Track Name: Mayflowers
I’m not gonna weep and fret
the storm could come but it hasn’t yet
They say April rains will bring May flowers
my umbrella’s open and I’m countin the hours

We fumble and trip for the golden ring,
watch the tortoise and the hare do their thing
gotta bug in Baja and a cut on my hand
Just bought stocks in a Lemonade stand

Did Miss Jane tell you what to do?
is her witty pride something you could use
all those London charms and country farms
drift into your beer soaked snooze

Wake up to find a damsel on desolation row
Putting all her demons out to show
But who could compete with Yeats or Austen
Find her something else to get lost in

I’m waiting for my lovers call
out on the freeway horns and all
head spinnin so fast it could beat an egg
slip it into a wedding cake

Yes it’s one nonsequitor after another
or I'm holding so tight like a goodbye mother
I got ways to bring this down but I won’t when
my heart is still so open

I’m not gonna weep and fret
the storm could come but it surely hasn’t yet
They say April rains will bring May flowers
my umbrella’s open and I’m countin the hours