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Grand Promenade

by Maggie McKaig

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Grand Promenade Sometimes I bend like a willow Sometimes I’m hard as steel Sometimes I reach for you Sometimes I just can’t feel And then we all join hands together In this Grand Promenade And the dance goes on and on Until the circle is made They’re cutting down the redwoods Polluting the sea I’m supposed to help keep it together Well you must excuse me There’s days I’m good for nothing Except staring at the wall Let the world crumble around me I don’t care at all... I’m feeling, so broken Impossible to mend, Will this, circle Ever really end Then I see the trust and innocence In my children’s eyes That’s enough to fan the flames That are flickering inside And I get it all together I’m a force to reckon with I’ll make the world a better place For us all to live Sometimes I bend like a willow Sometimes I’m hard as steel Sometimes I reach for you Sometimes I just can’t feel And then we all join hands together In this Grand Promenade And the dance goes on and on Until the circle is made Until the circle is made....
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Somewhere deep in Africa, Where desert sands drift far and wide There is a cave, dark and cold Wherein strange paintings do abide A thousand miles from any kind Of river, lake, or ocean And yet these paintings on the wall Are all in swimming motion The stories of these legendary caves Were sheltered by the elder’s tongues Faces lit by firelight Breathing stories to their young And now we come within that light As our two worlds join Eyes like diamonds in the fire As we toss the coin Do you come to offer me an ocean? Or do you plan to leave me in these desert sands? Now when I wake There’s no trace Yet I feel your face And that last kiss And I can hear Your breath It's my life And my death In that last kiss The tides of war have carried you So far away, The light no longer penetrates the dark Night never turns to day Yet oceans turn to desert sands It is safe to say
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Coyote Lives 03:41
Coyote Coyote lives for freedom Coyote lives for song Coyote lives for freedom Coyote lives for song Coyote can charm the pants off you Makes you feel so good And just as you’re feeling comfortable That’s when she's leaving you Coyote lives for freedom Coyote lives for song Coyote lives for freedom Coyote lives for song Coyote seems to fit right in But she is never truly tame And she's given too many rules She’ll find another game Coyote lives for freedom Coyote lives for song Coyote lives for freedom Coyote lives for song Coyote loves to improvise Never sticks to the written notes And if you show any weakness She’ll have you by the throat Coyote lives for freedom Coyote lives for song Coyote lives for freedom Coyote lives for song
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December Serenade When the days are darkening short And the nights hang low The wind may roar and down the rain may pour The mountains fill with snow, well Give me red wine, give me candlelight I’ll write a song for you Stoke the fires, keep it burning Now let the storms come through In this wintertime Serenade December A simple melody on the Darkest night of the year Shall we dance? If you listen on the darkest night You can feel the earth in its Tossing, its turning Just like its giving birth In its planning and scheming Its own dreams of spring, Each exhale, and inhale And that’s what we bring To this wintertime Serenade December A simple melody on the Darkest night of the year Shall we dance?
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Witness 04:18
Witness I have been here Once before The floods were raging Thunder roared When all at once the ground split open And swallowed down the storm And across the land grew many flowers That healed the sick and worn I saw that day so many faces None were young or old Nor black nor white nor any color All there within the fold I have been here Once before, The wolves were howling At my door, I finally opened up the door Tiring of the chase Well big surprise, what did I see But my own face I jumped into that deep abyss Without another thought And through the swirling, whirling mist I found what I had sought You shall witness the changes You shall witness the changes I have been here Once before Our paths have crossed We’ve asked for more, Our voices chime together and We fill the air with song Not understanding all the words But still we sing along, Hope and faith well in our hearts And lift us high above All the trials and tribulations Felled by love You shall witness the changes You shall witness the changes
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Ah-ro-he 04:04
Ah-ro-he! I am the wind blowing over the sea, Ah-ro-he I am the sound the sea makes, Ah-ro-he I am the deer of the seven tines, Ah-ro-he I am the eagle upon the rock, Ah-ro-he I am the ray of the sun, Ah-ro-he I am the fairest of plants, Ah-ro-he Who makes wise the company on the mountain Who makes known the ages of the moon Who knows the secret resting place of the sun Ah-ro-he Ah-ro-he Ah-ro-he Ah-ro-he I am the lake on the plains, Ah-ro-he I am the word of knowledge, Ah-ro-he I am the spear point of battle, Ah-ro-he I am the kindler of fire, Ah-ro-he I am the raging boar, Ah-ro-he I am the salmon in the river, Ah-ro-he Who makes wise the company on the mountain Who makes known the ages of the moon Who knows the secret resting place of the sun Ah-ro-he Ah-ro-he Ah-ro-he Ah-ro-he
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Tír na nÓg Budding on trees, green leaves of spring Golden skies of autumn weather The sun and the moon rose over the hills Shining unending together And looked over snowy fields covered with corn In those fair sea sundered places The Isle of the Sea God Manannán mac Lir The faraway land Tír na nÓg Come with me cara Come away A Stór Mo Chroí A wondrous life awaits us Come away A Stór Mo Chroí In a boat of rainbow colors We’ll sail a crystal seas To the edge of the world A Stór Mo Chroí Come with me now, Tír na nÓg waits But I shall not wait here forever We’ll ride on a silver white horse o’er the waves Soft and as light as a feather We’ll travel as fast as the blink of an eye A thought that is here and then gone To a land as enchanted as you’ve ever seen The faraway land Tír na nÓg . Come with me cara Come away A Stór Mo Chroí; A wondrous life awaits us Come away a-stor-mo-chroi, In a boat of rainbow colors We’ll sail a crystal seas To the edge of the world, A Stór Mo Chroí
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Wish I Lived On the Prairies I wish I lived on the prairies Where I could ride for miles There’d be no towns or fences There’d be no roads or rails And I would ride forever Morning bleeds into noontime Noontime fades to night I’ve never seen an evening star Without wishing wish I may wish I might I’m just a dreamer I’ve always been the kind Who’s easily lead astray You know the kind I’ve always been the kind Who’s here and there, everywhere I look for the signs Some day I’ll get back to the prairies I know just what I’ll find There’ll be miles and miles of endless skies Just waiting there for me And I will ride forever I just want to ride
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Precious Cargo Long ago, once upon a time, My father took me to see the first satellite, We stood on a mountain high above San Francisco Bay, And we looked at this little moving light such a long, long ways away, And right across its path sped a shooting star so bright, So brilliant and wondrous that I forgot that man-made satellite, We carry precious cargo on this ship of fools, Precious Cargo We carry precious cargo on this ship of fools, Precious Cargo Through the years there's a place I go, A little house overlooking the ocean down by Pacific Grove, And the soft white sand is as pure as light, And the sound of the crashing waves lulls me to sleep at night, My grandmother slept there, and my great-grandmother too, As one generation is coming on there’s one that’s just passing through We carry precious cargo on this ship of fools, Precious Cargo We carry precious cargo on this ship of fools, Precious Cargo Every summer I live in the high country, With the ancient cedars and aspens I share my morning tea, The generations of their leaves help make up my bed, And the sky is that richest shade of blue way above my head, I pause to drink in the cool clear stream, Will my grandchildren ever be here too will they share my dream? We carry precious cargo on this ship of fools, Precious Cargo We carry precious cargo on this ship of fools, Precious Cargo
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Tea With Honey I like my tea with honey I like my tea with cream I like my tea with honey Won’t you have a cup with me Now I have always been the type to say There is nothing like a cup of good earl grey And when you come to visit, after how do you do I will always make a cup of tea for you. I like my tea with honey I like my tea with cream I like my tea with honey Won’t you have a cup with me Now I have other friends who say to me No no no no no you should not drink caffeine So for them I make a cup of herbal brew But that is not what I will make for me and you I like my tea with honey I like my tea with cream I like my tea with honey Won’t you have a cup with me Now I have other friends who say to me All you really need to do is eat blue-green algae Then you will never ever have to drink earl grey But asking friends to algae is not quite the same I like my tea with honey I like my tea with cream I like my tea with honey Won’t you have a cup with me Won’t you have a cup with me
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Horse and Rider Horse and rider traveling along At times not knowing the way Horse and rider we never get lost But sometimes we do tend to wander I remember that first time you came to me On a cold rainy day in May The wind was rising, blowing clouds around the sky And you were shining in my eyes So we kicked up our heels in the sunshine of the morning Made some tracks, I can tell you Horse and rider traveling along At times not knowing the way Horse and rider we never get lost But sometimes we do tend to wander Said you’d meet me in the springtime when the snow melts But I haven’t seen a sign Now the flowers are all blooming on the plum trees I've got traveling on my mind And I toss and turn through the long lonely nighttime Dream I see a horse and rider up the valley Horse and rider traveling along At times not knowing the way Horse and rider we never get lost But sometimes we do tend to wander In my younger years I’d swear I’d wait forever Hoping that you’d come around But what I love in you is what keeps you a rambling And I’ve no wish to tie you down So I’ll see the fields come ripening in the summer Then my dear I will wait no longer Horse and rider traveling along At times not knowing the way Horse and rider we never get lost But sometimes we do tend to wander Oohs...
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Jasmine 04:04
Jasmine I remember When we were kids We’d go out summer evenings Out to play hide and seek And all the other kids in the neighborhood All the kids on the street we’d meet There’d be Mary Gill, Bobby Neal, Ronnie Metzer, The Bishop boys from around the corner And we’d be out till it got dark Singing with the crickets here I am ready or not, And our parents never seemed to worry No fears we’d disappear And we’d trail in when the stars came out And our yard was filled with the scent of Jasmine, jasmine, jasmine jasmine. oh Sweet jasmine, jasmine jasmine oh Sweet jasmine, jasmine jasmine oh, Sweet jasmine on the summer evening air And the years go by blowing on the wind, And as you grow old that wind begins To take on the force of a hurricane Everything changes and everything's the same The mountains still get snow in the winter But the snow is not as deep And the summer heatwaves don’t seem as hot But our yard's still filled with the scent of Jasmine, jasmine, jasmine, jasmine, oh Sweet jasmine, jasmine jasmine oh Sweet jasmine, jasmine jasmine oh, Sweet jasmine on the summer evening air Now I’m all grown up I got my own children And they’re grown up enough to want to Go out and play on those warm summer evenings Smell the new mown lawns and roses Some people say that I should worry Fear someone would snatch my child But I refuse to live with that paranoia It’s food to make the heart grow weak So when my children go out to play I choose to remember the scent of Jasmine, jasmine, jasmine, jasmine, oh Sweet jasmine, jasmine jasmine oh Sweet jasmine, jasmine jasmine oh, Sweet jasmine on the summer evening air
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Brigit's Song Now comes the hour foretold A god-gift bringing, a wonder sight Is it a star new born Splendid up springing Out of the night? Is it a wave from the Fountain of Beauty Up-flinging foam of delight Is it a glorious immortal bird That is winging, hither it’s flight Hmm mm mm mm, hmm mm mm, mm Ours to take and to keep Let the wave break, let the star rise Let the flame leap, if our hearts are wise It is a wave high-crested, melodious Triumphant, breaking in light It is a star rose-hearted A joyous splendor risen in light It is a flame from the world of the gods And love runs before it It is a flame from the world of the gods A quenchless delight, risen from night Hmm mm mm mm, hmm mm mm, mm Ours to take and to keep Let the wave break, let the star rise Let the flame leap, if our hearts are wise.

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The original songs on Grand Promenade cover a few different styles, including folk, country folk, and Celtic. Maggie has had the good fortune to make music with an astonishing array of musicians from many corners of the planet, and her songs, lyrics, melodies often reflect those intersections.

"For over 15 years, Maggie McKaig has remained one of my favorite musicians and songwriters. Unceasingly original and provocative, the landscape of work is unfailingly refreshing and thought provoking."
--Carolyn Crane, Radio Journalist, Nevada City, CA

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released June 20, 2003

Maggie McKaig--vocals, guitar, accordion
Luke Wilson--5 string banjo, bouzouki, dobro, lap steel, harmony vocals
Michael Zisman--fretted and fretless electric bass
Shawn Haussler--flute, celtic whistles, harmony vocals
Lisa Strozzi Stine--harp
Additional harmony vocals by Lorraine Webb and Peter Wilson


Produced by Maggie McKaig and Luke Wilson
Mastered by Maggie, Luke, and Bruce Wheelock
All compositions by Maggie McKaig. Lyrics to "Ah-ro-he," "Tir-Na-Nog," and "Brigit's Song," adapted from stories found in "Celtic Wonder Tales," by Ella Young

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Maggie McKaig Nevada City, California

I'm a singer-songwriter, singing in a dozen different languages, and follow my heart so far as genres. Guitar, piano, accordion and voice are my instruments. I write poetry and essays, and directed youth theatre plays for 20 years. My partner husband Luke Wilson and I raised two glorious sons and have lived for 29 years on 5 acres of land once occupied by the Nisenan Tribe near Nevada City, CA. ... more

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