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The Gold Rush
01:52
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Instrumental
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Blue Night
03:45
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Blue night got you on my mind
Blue night can't keep from crying
You met someone that was new
You quit someone that you knew was true
Blue night I got you on my mind
Blue night blue as I can be
I don't know what'll become of me
Where we used to walk I walk alone
With an aching heart because my love is gone
Blue night blue as I can be
Blue night 'cause I'm all alone
I used to call you on the telephone
I used to call and it made you glad
Now I call and it makes you mad
Blue night 'cause I'm all alone
Blue night all by myself
Since you put me on that shelf
There's just one thing that you must know
You're gonna reap just what you sow
Blue night, all by myself
Blue night, all by myself
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3. |
Scenic Idaho
03:11
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SCENIC IDAHO
words and music by Britt K. Arnesen
Scenic Idaho your lightning come and shook me
Thirsty grass in flames the drought fed the spark
They said that nothing could fight the wildfire between us
It burned so hot all summer long
I’ve had some time to do my thinking
Too many nights when I’m the smoke under your stars
I never thought you’d hold me there and keep me
But here we are back in the same old spot
And I just can’t stay mad at you for long
For every ounce of trouble you’ve got a pound of charm
I’m throwing up my hands, Babe, I’m sorry oh I’m wrong
Now please don’t stay mad at me so long
Maybe I’ll have better luck in Bozeman
Or Butte, America (man my hope is a mile high)
I see Our Lady of the Rockies from the Freeway
And wave goodbye across the Great Divide
I just can’t stay mad at you for long
For every ounce of trouble you’ve got a pound of charm
I’m throwing up my hands, Babe, I’m sorry oh I’m wrong
Now please don’t stay mad at me so long
Sometimes your best laid plans they turn out oh so wrong
Let's don't stay mad so long
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Blanket
04:11
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BLANKET
words and music by Britt K. Arnesen
Tear off a number and wait in a chair
In a room of strangers, my worries are not theirs
Can't shake off this feeling that life isn't fair
Careening down a broken rail
With my entire life wrapped here in a blanket
Soft and small, close and warm
My entire life is wrapped here in a blanket
That is all, that is all
Thursday's a nightmare, I woke up in a fright
In a cold room no refuge from the fluorescent lights
I'm running I'm crawling there's no place to hide
From the monster's hungry eyes
Tuesday alone again I don't wait for a call
I'm done mumbling, I'm done walking 'round wondering where you are
Worrying for what I cannot change won't get me very far
No monster gonna break my heart
I packed all my bags but I won't catch a flight
I won't swing on a hammock at the house I cannot buy
I'm a frequent believer in wrong black and white
There's lucky ones and hard hard times
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Rita was sixteen years with hazel eyes and chestnut hair
She really made the Woolworth counter shine
Eddie was a sweet romancer and a darn good dancer
They'd waltz the aisles of the five and dime
And they'd sing
Dance a little closer to me dance a little closer now
Dance a little closer tonight
Dance a little closer to me 'cause it's closing time
And love's on sale tonight at this five and dime
Eddie played the steel guitar
And his mama cried 'cause he played in the bars
And kept young Rita out late at night
So they married up in Abilene, lost a child in Tennessee
Still that love survived
'Cause they'd sing
Dance a little closer to me, dance a little closer now
Dance a little closer tonight
Dance a little closer to me, 'cause it's closing time
And love's on sale tonight at this five and dime
Eddie traveled with the barroom bands
'Til arthritis took his hands
Now he sells insurance on the side
Rita's got a house to keep
Dimestore novels and a love so sweet
They dance to the radio late at night
And they sing
Dance a little closer to me, dance a little closer now
Dance a little closer tonight
Dance a little closer to me, 'cause it's closing time
And love's on sale tonight at this five and dime
Rita was sixteen years, with hazel eyes and chestnut hair
She really made the Woolworth counter shine
Eddie was a sweet romancer and a darn good dancer
And they'd waltz the aisles of the five and dime
And they'd waltz the aisles of the five and dime
And they'd waltz the aisles of the five and dime
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6. |
Move in Closer
03:09
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MOVE IN CLOSER
words and music by Britt Arnesen
Draw me in, Lord, pull me near
Move in closer to where I breathe
Tie your tether to my heart
Oh your tether to my heart
Fast your grip upon my hand
Together on your solid rock we’ll stand
You my bodyguard and shield, Lord
Oh my body guard and shield
Plant your flowers in my field
Let your sunshine kiss my lips
In the meadow bed me down, Lord
In the meadow bed me down
Lord your house glows with your glory
Shelter me in wood and stone
Let me dwell there evermore
May I dwell there evermore
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7. |
Awake Awake
04:38
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AWAKE AWAKE
Public domain chorus arranged with new lyrics by Britt Arnesen
Chorus: Awake awake to love and work
The lark is in the sky
The fields are wet with diamond dew
The world’s awake to cry
Blessed are those in whom you live
Whose lives become your roads
As we travel through this weary world
And only hard times know
Chorus
Guard my mouth set watch to my door
Don’t let me much as dream
Of the evil that schemes to steal my heart
Out from under your wings
Chorus
At dusk at dawn at noon I sigh
My life is well and whole
Pile your troubles on God’s shoulders
He will carry your load
Chorus
So let the joyous sun come up
As we ride meekly by
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8. |
Broken Road
02:49
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BROKEN ROAD
words and music by Britt Arnesen
My baby’s gone
He left a note in the kitchen
It was wrong
And said I wouldn’t even miss him
And then went on
To say I never learned to listen
He went out west
To a suburb outside Nampa
Took a job
To try to put himself through classes
Says come the fall
We’re gonna meet up on the Salmon
Now that he’s away
I’m gonna clean out all the cabinets
I’ll ask the neighbors
To help me tear down the fences
We’d start today
If I could come back to my senses
You don’t have to grieve
Every thing that could have been
Every dream
That you threw away in the innocence
Of younger days
Down a broken road to happiness
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9. |
Blue Diamond Mines
05:06
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I remember the ways in the bygone days
When we were in our prime
How us and John L
Give the old man hell
Down in the blue diamond mine
Where the whistle blowed
And the rooster crowed
Two hours before daylight
When a man done his best
And he earned his good rest
Made seventeen dollars at night
In the mines, in the mines
In the blue diamond mines
I worked my life away
In the mines, in the mines
In the blue diamond mines
Fall on your knees and pray
You old black gold
You've taken my lungs
And your dust has darkened my home
And now that I'm old
Your turning your back
Where else can an old miner go?
Well its Algoma Block and Big Leatherwood
And now it's Blue Diamond too
When the pits are all closed
And it's get another job
What else can an older miner do?
John L had a dream
But it is broken it seems
Mining has had its day
Now they're stripping off my mountaintop
And they pay me eight dollars a day
Might get a little poke of welfare meat
A little poke of welfare flour
But I tell you right now
You won't qualify until you work for a quarter an hour
In the mines...
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10. |
La Palouse
04:43
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LA PALOUSE
words and music by Britt Arnesen
Les prairies palousiennes
Cultiver du blé
Terre comme un damier
Verte ou en jachère
Croissance et sénescence
On a ou on n'a pas de chance
Les collines s'étendent
À l'infini
Aller à La Palouse, aller
Entendre l'appel du vent
La Palouse est morne quand tu n'es pas là
Aller, aller la bàs
Tu as planté beaucoup des graines
Des fleurs sauvages que j'aime
When I was dark and missing you
Elles me consolaient
Au loin, une grange
Par ici, ta mémoire
Parfois un avion
J'attends la moisson
Viens avec tes ennuis
Viens avec tes grands soucis
Viens et laisser les ici
Oublie la maladie
Croissance et sénescence
Ce n'est pas les fleurs qui me manquent
La tristesse d'être sans toi
J'attends la moisson
Britt's translation:
The Palouse prairies
Grow wheat
Landscape like a checkerboard
Green or fallow
Growth and senescence
You're lucky or not
The hills go on
To infinity
Go to the Palouse, go
Hear the call of the wind
The Palouse mourns when you're not there
Go, go there
You have planted many seeds
Of the wildflowers that I love
When I was dark and missing you
They consoled me
In the distance, a barn
Over here, your memory
Sometimes, a plane
I await the harvest
chorus
Come with your troubles
Come with your biggest worries
Come and leave them here
Forget the sickness
Growth and senescence
It's not the flowers that I miss
The sadness of being without you
I await the harvest
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11. |
Ciel Étoilé
05:45
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Ciel Étoilé
Words and music by Britt K. Arnesen
De l’autre côté du soleil (from the other side of the sun)
Une poème que la nuit m'a soufflé (a song the night breathed into me)
Avec toi dans un rêve j’ai dansé (I danced with you in a dream)
That first kiss, le ciel etoilé (the starry night)
On ne sait jamais (you never know)
On ne sait jamais
On ne sait jamais
L’amour mystère (mystery love)
Je brule de fièvre (I burn with fever) all for you
Cette maladie me coutera tout (This sickness will cost me everything)
I never stop loving you even when you tell the truth
Le matin tu auras disparu (Tomorrow you'll have disappeared)
Raison, nous l’avons perdue (Reason, we've lost you)
On ne sait jamais
On ne sait jamais
On ne sait jamais
L’amour mystère
Embrasse-moi avant de t'en aller, donne-moi (Kiss me before you go, give me)
Quelque chose que je peux garder (Something I can hold onto)
As I cross endless oceans of shame
Calling your name
Oh comme j’espère (oh how I hope)
On ne sait jamais comme j’espère
On ne sait jamais
On ne sait jamais
L’amour mystère
Le ciel étoilé
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Hear that lonesome whippoorwill
He sounds too blue to fly
The midnight train is whining low
I'm so lonesome, I could cry
I've never seen a night so long
And time goes crawling by
The moon just went behind the clouds
To hide its face and cry
Did you ever see a robin weep
When leaves begin to die?
Like me, he's lost the will to live
I'm so lonesome, I could cry
The silence of a falling star
Lights up a purple sky
And as I wonder where you are
I'm so lonesome, I could cry
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Britt Arnesen Missoula, montana
Britt K. Arnesen is a Montana folksinger, songwriter, multi-instrumentalist, and record producer. She plays in the longtime Missoula band Pinegrass. Britt is originally from Juneau, Alaska.
Britt Arnesen recommends:
Nothing We Say EP
by Courtney Hartman
I never get sick of listening. Courtney is an amazing writer. Her lyrics don't waste a single word. She could carry this whole EP with just the strength of her voice & guitar, but her band rocks too!
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The Majesty of Our Broken Past
by Color Theory
Melodic and interesting music that feels good to listen to. A nice change of pace from bluegrass. =)
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Cantando
by Elijah Jalil + Maria Zepeda
Missoula songwriters Maria Zepeda and Elijah Jalil have made absolute magic. I was honored to be in the room when this music was laid down by these fine old souls. It is my new favorite album!
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