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Graveyard

from Graveyards Wind & War by Bart Moore

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First day of Spring, in the Graveyard...

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GRAVEYARD

Winter’s dead, the night’s all done/graveyard meets the vernal sun
Swallow-tails chase baseball days/morning noise & golden rays
Red-tailed hawks & bluejays scream/tombstones weathered gray & green
Oblong rocks like severed heads/Shrieking crows awake the dead

CHORUS
People come they talk to me in this graveyard/sorry man, you’re not even alive
You are long gone/long, long gone…

Born in 1891/hundred and fourteen years got done
Somehow he stayed alive/till 2005
Born Ohio 1916/cannons blazed, the corn was green
Climbed that rain barrel, looked like fun/died in 1921

CHORUS
People come they talk to me in this graveyard/sorry girl, you’re not even alive
You are long gone/long, long gone…

Born in Lubbock, Texas hell/ played the fool but married well
Saw the Rebel cause was good/fought and died with John Bell Hood
Pennsylvania marksman shot him from a tree/died in 1863
In the Devil’s Den he died alone/Moss & fungus cover his stone

CHORUS
When we’re gone, don’t bury us in some graveyard
Scatter us to the breezes off the north pier
Scatter us to the fields, scatter us on the lawn
We are long gone/ long gone/ long, long gone

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from Graveyards Wind & War, released May 25, 2022
Bart Moore - acoustic guitars & vocal
Brad Phillips - violin

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Bart Moore Grand Ledge, Michigan

Bart Moore weds native influences of the Pogues, Tom Waits &Basement Tapes-era Dylan to a headfull of images singularly his own.

"No one writes like Moore: setting scenes using peculiar lyrical details, tying slipknots in the human timeline; history intertwines with the present, bringing death to life. All that comes into play on Graveyards, Wind, & War." ___ Kevin Curtin, Austin Chronicle
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