1. Over The Border
(D. Kincaid)
© 2005
Haunted Field Music
And, it's over the border
That I'm bound to fly
Where my heart will live
Till the day that I die
Far over the border I'll fly.
When I was a boy - fifteen years of age
I traveled south through the sand and the sage
A sad, gray world was all that I left behind
And the endless cactus, their shadows cast
From a desert moon, as the miles flew past
Far over the border to the capitol I came
I couldn't believe the proud, ancient city
That streched before my eyes
Nor was I ever prepared for what I'd find
I was embraced there, and taken in there
And loved as their own kind
The joy and astonishment will always be mine.
Chorus
Abuelito, Grandfather, I walked by your side
Brimming with such admiration and pride
Every morning regaled with the tales from your past
Mother's son died today
Abuelito, Grandmother, how can it be
That you gave so much to someone like me
Mis Hermanos y Hermanas, your kindnesses flood my mind
Ay, Mamá, oh Mother, like a son you cared for me
I remember it with a sigh
My tears fell just like rain when you died
I was embraced there, and taken in there
And love as their own kind
In a world impoverished of hope, they gave me this sign
Many years have gone by, the memories remain
Untarnished by time, undiminished the claim
Upon my heart, upon my soul - forever
Chorus
2. Walking Home
(D. Dysart, D. Kincaid)
© 2004 Haunted
Field Music
I can hear the street lights humming
I can hear the cars they're coming,
And they're gone
I can see the night is falling
Down on the neighborhood
It's coming on
I could see the words were hard to find
Telling me that you're no longer mine
And I'm walking home
(Walking home from your house, I'm walking)
Walking home, so alone
(Walking home from your house, I'm walking)
I'm walking home, walking home
(Walking home from your house, I'm walking)
Walking home,I'm walking away
I'll go to Mexico
I'll go to somewhere they won't
Know my name
I'll take a pickup truck
Highway five down
Through the rain
I could see the words were hard to find
Telling me that you're no longer mine
Chorus
How could I not have seen
How cruel and cold I've been
I shut you out, away from me
I'll join the lonely hosts
Who pass through life like ghosts
Thats's just where I deserve to be
3. The Only Love I Can Get
(D. Kincaid)
© 2006 Haunted
Field Music
He's there up on the stage
Howlin' at the moon
His heart and soul
Are on the line for you
You know it ain't for glory
You know it ain't for greed, no
It's a deeper, desperate need
To be what he's got to be
And sometimes it's so hard
Sometimes he goes too far
And sometimes he gets so slow
And if you ask him why, he'll tell you
It's the only love I can get
The only love I can get
Well, it may be wrong, and it won't last long
But it's the only love I can get
Or I'll end up a lifeless heap'
With her friends and family beggin':
'You've got so much to live for'
With the lights and cameras trained on her
She gets what she wished for
And sometimes it's so hard
Sometime she goes too far
And sometimes she gets so slow
And when they asked her why, she'll tell you
Chorus
And sometimes it's so hard
Sometimes he goes too far
And sometimes he gets so slow
And if you ask him why, he'll tell you
Chorus
4. She's The One
(D. Kincaid)
© 2006 Haunted
Field Music
Now you can spread the word around
About this woman that I've found
She's the one
I know you've heard this story told
By so many fools before
But she's the one
I told you you'd be sorry
You can't treat a man this way
Now she's the one
And she brings the rising sun
She's the one
You almost had me fooled
Into playing by your rules
Now she's the one
You tried to tell me day was night,
Up was down and black was white
Now she's the one
I told you you'd be sorry
You can't treat a man this way
Chorus
Now you can spread the word around
About this woman that I've found
She's the one
Where there's a will, now, there's a way
She's got me smiling everyday
Now she's the one
5. The Triangle Fire
(D. Kincaid)
© 2005
Haunted Field Music
In Nineteen Hundred-Nine, from Donegal's shore
I sailed to old New York town
In the harbor Lady Liberty stands,
I don't believe I'll again see Dear Ould Ireland
But the promise in these streets is so grand,
And it's there I'd wed my dear, sweet lass
A bricklayer's spade, my trade to be
And she slaved at the Triangle Shirt Factory
My God! - the dreadful conditions there
They toiled through dim light and stifling air
And grueling hours the seamstress gave
To the industrial captains for a trifling wage.
Through two years passed, we saw no change
And I grieved for my love's dark misery
Then word ran through the New York streets:
'There's a fire at the Triangle Shirt Factory'
Twas only moments, and the factory surrendered to flame
And the fire escapes soon gave way
In the windows huddled girls appeared
Flames licked at their backs, their faces gripped with fear.
'My God! - don't jump!' came the fireman's roar
Whose ladders failed to reach the top floors
A last, shared glance and final embrace
They leaped to their tragic and senseless fate
Now I scream at the sky,
There's got to be a reason why
Bewildered and grieved, I'm tangeled and mired
My love is gone, - oh, the Triangle Fire
The world is so cold, desperate and dire
I've lost everything in the Triangle Fire.
There was no reason, there was no rhyme, and no law
To save us from this crime at all
The owner's trial did reveal
That the girls were locked in, - the doors had all been sealed
'My God! - They've gone free!' came our hopeless cry,
The bosses won with their lawyers and lies
The Power and Green again prevailed,
And we were left to our sorrow, - to our despair.
Chorus
I fear the future, - I can envision the time
When our cityscape will touch the sky
Will men of Faith, - of Wealth and Power
Spare their people a fate like the Traingle Fire?
'My God! - forgive me!' these men will cry
In their final hour as they lay dying
And their victim's ghosts close in around
God alone may forgive their indifference now.
Chorus
6. Dino's Song
(Dino Valenti)
© 1982
Dreaming Jewels
I don't ever want to see you crying
And I don't ever want see you blue, oh no
All I ever wanted to do was know you
And maybe hope you could know me too
I don't ever want make you sorry
For anything you've ever said or done, oh no
All I ever wanted to do was love you
And maybe hope you could love me too
And it's alright Baby
I'm in love with you
And it's alright
I would never make you blue
Or try to play with you
Well, I don't want to spil your party babe
Or tell you where to go or what to do, oh no
All I ever wanted to do was know you
And maybe hope you could know me too
And it's alright Baby
I'm in love with you
And it's alright, yeah
I would never make you blue
Or try to play with you
Well, I don't ever want to spoil your party, Babe
Or tell you where to go or what to do, oh no
All I ever wanted to do was love you
And maybe hope you could love me too
7. The New York Volunteer
(Trad., Lyric and Arrangement by D. Kincaid)
© 2005 Haunted
Field Music
We come from every foreign shore
We're from this native land
We're every culture and every creed
That are known to man
And on our streets, on any day
Every language will you hear
Yet when tragedy strikes we band as one
Like New York Volunteers
We take in stride the trouble and strife
Like New York Volunteers.
We come from every walk of life
The poorest to the grand
And side by side, that fateful day
We stood to bear a hand
And though, to those from far away
Quite different we appear -
Yes, we're black and tan, we're yellow and white
We're New York Volunteers
We take in stride the trouble and strife
Like New York Volunteers.
Now, some will say the world is grim
And hope a distant dream,
Humanity a world away
But if they'd only seen
Our citizens emerge that day
Their fellowman to cheer
Well, it's a different tale thay'd have to tell
Of our New York Volunteers.
We take in stride the trouble and strife
Like New York Volunteers.
8. He's Waiting
(Jerry Roslie)
© Valet
Publishing
Somebody knows
What you have done
About your carrying on
And having fun
You knew it was wrong,
But you had to play
Now you're gonna learn
That lying don't pay
Its too late, you lied
Now you will cry
Its getting late and
He's waiting, he's waiting
He's waiting, he's waiting
For you
You stayed out late
Just to play your game
But all you got
Was a real bad name
You think you're hot, Babe
I got news for you
Well, Satan found out
Little girl you're through
9. Let It Go
(D. Kincaid)
© 2006 Haunted
Field Music
Let it go, let it go
That's what they tell me
Let it go
Don't you know you've got to
Let it go
You're a tortured soul
You've got to let it go
It'll drive you mad and pull you down
You'll sink beneath the ground
There's just one way around
You've got a troubled mind
And life's been unkind
But she'll help to get you through
In spite of what you do
And you'll help ger too
Chorus
You set your demons free
But you can't let them be
There's salvation in her eyes
You begin to realize
Good things in good time.
We can only live and love it seems
We can only hope and keep our dreams
There'S no changing those whose love's been lost
All the wasted years, - the painful cost
You're a tortured soul
You've got to let it go
It'll drive you mad and pull you down
You'll sink beneath the ground
There's just one way around
10. Guantanamera
© 1998
Confedence
Guantanamera, guajira Guantanamera
Guantanamera, guajira Guantanamera
Yo soy un hombre sincero
De donde crece la palma
Yo soy un hombre sincero
De donde crece la palma
Y antes de morirme quiero
Echar los versos del alma
Chorus
Mi verso es de un verde claro
Y de un jarmín encendido
Mi verso es de un verde claro
Y de un jarmín encendido
Mi verso es un cierro herido
Que busca en el monte amparo
Chorus
Con los pobres de la tierra
Quiero yo mi suerte echar
Con los pobres de la tierra
Quiero yo mi suerte echar
El arroyo de la sierra
Me complace más que el mar
Chorus