Lyrics from our album Hunter's Moon1. Hunter's Moon
Lyrics and Music by Peter Danzig You’re like a deer that lingers, daring my approach You flee when my arms are open wide but fill my heart with hope The forest where you make your home Is not so far from my own dark skies So every night I’ll search for you in the light Of a hunter’s moon. We’re like two birds that dart and weave but never touch Something keeps restraining me and you could say as much But the firmament in which you lie Is not so high that I cannot climb Among these stars to search for you in the light Of a hunter’s moon. You are a river that runs twisted round my soul And I am the summer sun I look on you with hope If I can reach from my heart of flame And cross the emptiness that lies between Then maybe I can see our fingers entwine in the light Of a hunter’s moon. I want to hold your hand, I want to walk with you Want to have you near all my life Want to see your eyes looking back at me Telling me that you are mine. Maybe tonight I’ll find you again upon some mountainside I’ll chase you through the forest there till I finally reach your side I won’t stop for the wind or the rain I won’t yield to this rocky climb I’ll press on till I meet you under the light Of a hunter’s moon. 2. Fare Thee Well (10,000 Miles) Traditional, arranged by Peter and Mary Oh fare thee well, I must be gone And leave you for awhile Wherever I go, I will return If I go ten thousand miles If I go, if I go, if I go ten thousand miles. Oh, ten thousand miles it is so far To leave me here alone Well, I may lie, lament and cry And you'll, you'll not hear my moan, And you'll, no you'll, no you'll not hear my moan. Oh, the crow that is so black, my love Will change his color white If ever I should prove false to thee The day, day will turn to night Yes, the day, oh the day, the day will turn to night. Oh, the rivers never will run dry Or the rocks melt with the sun I'll never prove false to the one I love Till all, all these things be done Till all, till all, till all these things be done. 3. East Colorado Lyrics and Music by Peter Danzig Long way home from East Colorado Long way honey to my home Long way home from East Colorado And Lord, I wish I could go. My Daddy was a steel-drivin’ man, And Lord that’s all I’ve ever known. My Daddy was a steel-drivin’ man Died with the hammer in his hand. Freight train a’comin’ ‘round the bend Hear the whistle blow. Freight train a’comin’ ‘round the bend Lord I wish that I could go. This is the hammer that killed my Daddy And Lord I hope it don’t kill me. This is the hammer that killed my Daddy And Lord I hope it don’t kill me. Can’t you hear my hammer ringin’ Steel it runs like lead Gonna lay them tracks on down. Can’t you hear my hammer ringin’ Steel it runs like lead I’m gonna work on this railroad till I’m dead. Long way home from East Colorado Long way honey to my home Long way home from East Colorado And Lord, I wish I could go. 4. Poor Wayfaring Stranger Traditional, arranged by Peter and Mary I’m just a poor wayfaring stranger Traveling through this world of woe There’s no trouble toil nor danger In that bright land to which I go. I’m goin’ there to meet my Father, I’m going’ there no more to roam. I’m just a goin’ over Jordan I’m just a goin’ over home. I know dark clouds will gather o’re me, I know my way be rough and steep, But beauteous hills lie just before me Where God’s redeemed their vigils keep. I’m goin’ there to meet my mother, She said she’d meet me when I come. I’m just a goin’ over Jordan I’m just a goin’ over home. I want to wear the crown of glory When I get home to that bright land. I want to shout salvation’s story In concert with the heav’nly band. I’m goin’ there to meet my Savior I’m goin’ there no more to roam. I’m just a goin’ over Jordan I’m just a goin’ over home. 5. Porter Rockwell Traditional, arranged by Peter and Mary Additional lyrics by Peter Danzig Have you heard of Porter Rockwell? He’s the Mormon triggerite. They say he hunts for horse thieves When the moon is shining bright. So if you rustle cattle boys, I’ll tell you what to do, Get the drop on Porter Rockwell Or he’ll get the drop on you. They say that Porter Rockwell Is a scout for Brigham Young. He’s hunting up the unsuspects That haven’t yet been hung. So if you steal a Mormon girl, I’ll tell you what to do Get the drop on Porter Rockwell Or he’ll get the drop on you. They say that Porter Rockwell Is the fist of the Danites They ride across the country-side And take their foes by night So if you’ve crossed the Mormons boys I’ll tell you what to do Get the drop on Porter Rockwell Or he’ll get the drop on you. Though he calls himself an angel He’s the devil in disguise When he saddles up his sorrel And he begins to ride So if you hear those hoof-beats near I’ll tell you what to do. Get the drop on Porter Rockwell Or he’ll get the drop on you. 6. Sally Goodin’ Traditional, arranged by Peter and Mary Raspberry pie huckleberry pudding Gave it all away for to catch Sally Goodin’ Had a little gal, name was Sally Goodin’ I asked her to marry me but then she wouldn’t Left my piece of pie, left my piece of puddin’ Went running cross the mountain for to catch Sally Goodin’ Rainin’ and a pourin’ creek’s a runnin’ muddy Slippin’ and a slidin’ so I cant stand steady. Go on up the mountain marry little Sally Raise corn on the hill and the Devil in the valley. 7. Lonesome Roving Wolves Traditional, arranged by Peter and Mary The Mormons were camped down by the green grove Where the pure waters flowed from the mountain above And wind it approached, all chilly and cold As we listened to the howling of those lonesome roving wolves The groans of the dying were heard in our camp And the cold chilly frost, it was seen on our tent And the fear in our hearts can never be told As we listened to the howling of those lonesome roving wolves The grave of the stranger we left on the plain Down by the green grove, there forever to remain To remember his grave we left ashes and coals To hide him from the savage and the lonesome roving wolves But early next morning, just at the break of day The drums and the fifes did play the reveille Our mules were brought in, our baggage for to pull And now we'll bid adieu to those lonesome roving wolves. 8. Shady Grove Traditional, arranged by Peter and Mary 9. Home is the Sailor Music by Peter Danzig, Lyrics “Requiem” by Robert Louis Stephenson Under the wide and starry sky Dig the grave and let me lie: Glad did I live and gladly die, And I laid me down with a will. This be the verse you 'grave for me: Here he lies where he long'd to be; Home is the sailor, home from the sea, And the hunter home from the hill. 10. Amazing Grace Traditional, arranged by Peter and Mary 11. Down to the River Lyrics and Music by Peter Danzig I went down to the river, and on the shore, I vowed to study war no more, I’ll live in peace with my fellow man Oh brothers sisters come and lend a hand Beat my sword into a plowshare And I’ll work the soil of peace with care Gonna keep on marching not for war, But for the causes that are worth my dying for. And every dream has a chance to be The seeds that grow a reality And so I hope that someday we’ll meet, Down by the river. You may think that I’m a fool Or maybe you’re a dreamer too, Or you may be too weak to stand And help us heal the scars upon the land. Where does the blood go from all we’ve done? We’ve killed the soil and choked the sun. But the river’s promised sacred stream Can never fail to wash what’s sullied clean. And every dream has a chance to be The seeds that grow a reality And so I hope that someday we’ll meet, Down by the river. This river runs, wild and free From the mountain tops down to the sea, And I think it winds through every soul Connects the world we live in pole to pole. And I have a dream that at the shore We’ll pledge to study war no more We’ll live in peace with our fellow man Oh sisters brothers come and lend a hand. And every dream has a chance to be The seeds that grow a reality And so I believe that someday we’ll meet, Down by the river. 12. Tethered Wings Lyrics and Music by Peter Danzig I had a dream I was an angel with feathered wings And hands that could heal the world's suffering But I was afraid to fly so I just hung around Trapped in my apartment, feet firmly on the ground. And from my window I saw people on the street, I knew each one of them even though we didn't meet Their figures in the evening were like visions in my mind And each one told a story of dreams they'd left behind Chorus: If I gather all the dreams of the children And let them carry me high I could take all the raindrops in these tears of mine And make a rainbow for all of us who cry Place a rainbow as a promise in the sky. I met a man who was suffering, he couldn't sleep. He'd offered up his mind and soul for a vapid tweak, His eyes were empty with no tears left to fall He stood alone muttering outside the old town hall. I met a girl who begged for food at the center of the town Her mother had disfigured her and carried her around She was just a ticket to a better chance at life The violence was practical even though it wasn't right. Chorus: Is it any wonder that some say we'll end in fire When so often there's no choice but to kill or to die? Children dream but there's no chance that things will turn out right Their shattered dreams lie scattered in the darkness of the night. Chorus: But the children are still dreaming even when there is no hope. And maybe that's the meaning behind Noah's boat: To hope against hope and make it float. God destroyed the world the first time with a flood, And it seems we'll do the same but this time with blood If I had the world to run I'd ask us all to cry And hope that all the tears we shed could be a rainbow in the sky. 13. Iron Horse Traditional, arranged by Peter and Mary Danzig The Iron Horse draweth nigh With his smoke nostrils high Eating fire while he blazes Drinking water while he grazes Then the steam rushes out Whistles loud “clear the route” For the Iron Horse is comin’ With the steam in his snout. Build him roads to run on Make them level for the run, Dig tunnels through the mountains Turn the currents of the fountains Bridges build, stations make, Lay the track he will take For the Iron Horse is comin’ With a train in his wake. When the railroad passes by And the Iron horse draws nigh, We’ll raise our flags and rally With loud shouts in salt lake valley. When he comes through our land, Let us all be on hand To mount the cars together Like a proud happy band. Iron Horse, mighty steed, O’re the plains let him speed Until he joins both oceans And transports to us all notions. Saints will come, sinners too, We’ll have all we can do For the great Union Railroad Will bring the devil through. |
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