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Watch biotech farmer Gordon Wassenaar discuss the benefits of biotechnology in America. The Conversations About Plant Biotechnology Web site offers additional video discussions with farmers and experts   more...from around the world.  less

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About a month ago I mentioned to Lynn how much I liked Gordon's Spanish Moss - Lynn answered, you are entitled to a request or two you know , and so it is requested. The scenario that immediately came   more...to mind is that Gordon met a southern Belle while performing in Savannah Georgia. Their relationship might have been for lifetime, had things gone differently ... and, she had a daughter that Gordon called " Spanish Moss"....just a thought that works for me. Hope you enjoy it. Thank you for the request dear Lynn!
Spanish Moss
(G) Let go darling, (G+) I can feel the (G6) night wind call (G7)
(Am) Guess I'd better (Bm) go
I (C) like you more than (G/B) half as much
As I (Am7) love your Spanish (D7) moss

(G) Spanish moss a-(G+)hanging down
(G6) Sweeter than the (G7) southern love we've (Am) found
(D) Spanish moss, (D7/F#) keeps on following my (C/G) thoughts a(G)round (C) (D)
(G) Georgia pine and (G+) ripple wine
(G6) Memories of Sa(G7)vannah summer(Am)time
(D) Spanish moss, (D7/F#) wish you knew what I was (C/G) say(G)ing

(Am) So I'm rolling north (D) thinking
Of the (G) way things (B7/F#) might have (Em) been (Dm)
If (C) she and (G/B) I could have (Am7) changed it all some(D)how (D7)

Spanish moss a-hanging down
Lofty as the sycamore you've found
Spanish moss, keeps on following my thoughts around
Georgia pine and ripple wine
Kisses mixed with moonshine and red clay
Spanish moss, wish you knew what I was saying

So I'm rolling north thinking
Of the way things might have been
If she and I could have changed it all somehow

Let go darling, I can feel the night wind call
The devil take the cost
I like the way your kisses flow and I love your Spanish moss  less

this song brought back some fond memories for me.. i thought it might do the same for others too. the song is *** if your could read my mind**** by gordon lightfoot,,,a wonderful song,, though very difficut,,   more...to make a video to. for some reason,,, any way hope you like what i did,, with this video.. and song.. enjoy.... oct  less

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Sesame Street - Gordon preaches about rain ** NOTE: All clips and videos remain the sole property of the respective copyright holders. No videos are for sale, nor do they imply challenge to ownerships.   more...They are intended strictly for entertainment, educational, and historical purposes, and fall under the "Fair Use" guideline.  less

Some oblivious radio host interviews a guy calling himself Gordon Freeman about the strange man in a suit stalking him.

Mouse contacted me, requested Pussywillows Cattails and then sent along most of the great images( except the pussy willows) used in this production. Not only that, mouse labeled the images to the lyric   more...of the song. If you wan to get a request fast tracked here at the studio - mouse knows the way.

If Gordon sees this vistory I think he might agree that mouse's images were spot on the meaning of his lyric. Thank you mouse - will be pleased to co-produce as many of his tunes as you have images for!
Sincerely
tj
Pussywillows cat-tails soft winds and roses
Rainpools in the woodland water to my knees
Shivering quivering the warm breath of spring
Pussywillows cat-tails soft winds and roses
Catbirds and cornfields daydreams together
Riding on the roadside the dust gets in your eyes
Reveling, disheveling the summer nights can bring
Pussywillows cat-tails soft winds and roses

Slanted rays and colored days stark blue horizons
Naked limbs and wheat bins hazy afternoons
Voicing rejoicing the wine cups do bring
Pussywillows cat-tails soft winds and roses

Harsh nights and candlelights wood fires a-blazin'
Soft lips and fingertips resting in my soul
Treasuring remembering the promise of spring
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The Patriot's Dream was requested by Jim Wilkinson and reprents the sensitivity Gordon Lightfoot has in his music and lyric.
The Patriot's Dream Lyrics
Artist: Gordon Lightfoot (Buy Gordon Lightfoot CDs)   more...
Album: Don Quixote
The songs of the wars are as old as the hills
They cling like the rust on the cold steel that kills
They tell of the boys who went down to the tracks
In a patriotic manner with the cold steel on their backs

The patriot's dream is as old as the sky
It lives in the lust of a cold callous lie
Let's drink to the men who got caught by the chill
Of the patriotic fever and the cold steel that kills

The train pulled away on that glorious night
The drummer got drunk and the bugler got tight
While the boys in the back sang a song of good cheer
While riding off to glory in the spring of their years

The patriot's dream still lives on today
It makes mothers weep and it makes lovers pray
Let's drink to the men who got caught by the chill
Of the patriotic fever and the cold steel that kills

Well there was a sad, sad lady
Weeping all night long
She received a sad, sad message
From a voice on the telephone
Her children were all sleeping
As she waited out the dawn
How could she tell those children
That their father was shot down
So she took them to her side that day
And she told them one by one
Your father was a good man ten thousand miles from home
He tried to do his duty and it took him straight to hell
He might be in some prison, I hope he's treated well

Well there was a young girl watching in the early afternoon
When she heard the name of someone who said he'd be home soon
And she wondered how they got him, but the papers did not tell
There would be no sweet reunion, there would be no wedding bells
So she took herself into her room and she turned the bed sheets down
And she cried into the silken folds of her new wedding gown
He tried to do his duty and it took him straight to hell
He might be in some prison, I hope he's treated well

Well there was an old man sitting in his mansion on the hill
And he thought of his good fortune and the time he'd yet o kill
Well he called to his wife one day, "Come sit with me awhile"
Then turning toward the sunset, he smiled a wicked smile
"Well I'd like to say I'm sorry for the sinful deeds I've done
But let me first remind you, I'm a patriotic son"
They tried to do their duty and it took 'em straight to hell
They might be in some prison, I hope they're treated well

The songs of the wars are as old as the hills
They cling like the rust on the cold steel that kills
They tell of the boys who went down to the tracks
In a patriotic manner with the cold steel on their backs

The train pulled away on that glorious night
The drummer got drunk and the bugler got tight
While the boys in the back sang a song of good cheer
While riding off to glory in the spring of their years

The patriot's dream still lives on today
It makes mothers weep and it makes lovers pray
Let's drink to the men who got caught by the chill
Of the patriotic fever and the cold steel that kills  less

Sometimes when producing a Gordon Lightfoot vistory I get a lump in my throat and shivers up and down my spine - producing Leaves of Grass of Lynn ( Mylady) was one of those times. Lynn subscribed to   more...my other channel and left the choice of a request up to me - this is for you, us and all who carry the wounds and memories of war in their family lore.
tj
Leaves of Grass Lyrics
Artist: Gordon Lightfoot (Buy Gordon Lightfoot CDs)
Album: Sunday Concert
The leaves of grass will not pass on
Though the millstones grind them into dust
For the earth shall give life to them
But only the grass will grow once more

And the brave must fall to honor the names
Of the ones who have gone before
And the earth shall give new life to them
But only the grass will grow once more

If people could look into each other's eyes
What a wonderful place this world would be
All strife would end, we could start again
And dreams like these must not pass on

But the brave keep falling to honor the names
Of the ones who have gone before
And the earth shall give new life to them
But only the grass will grow once more

And the brave keep falling to honor the names
Of the ones who have gone before
And the earth shall give new life to them
But only the grass will grow once more

The leaves of grass will not pass on
Though the millstones grind them into dust
For the earth shall give new life to them
But only the grass will grow once more
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