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Abigail's Tune
04:58
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I'll Be Here
04:39
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Just take a moment to think about it
Just take a moment to see it now, look around you.
I'll be here, I'll be here, I'll be here.
Every Tuesday you have to walk across the water
Saturdays you have to do it all again the other way.
I'll be here, I'll be here, I'll be here.
You already know how it is when there's nothing to be done about it
You already know how to turn a cheek and keep on going.
I'll be here, I'll be here, I'll be here.
Maybe the sweet winds of fortune are going to blow all around you
Maybe the summer sun gonna shine strong every year.
I'll be here, I'll be here, I'll be here.
Yes it's true that everything's going to die away someday
But yes it's true that anything that ever lives is in your heart all along.
I'll be here, I'll be here, I'll be here.
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Grapefruit Juice
02:16
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Running Clear
04:58
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I'm feeling tired today, but I've still got work to do.
I think for now I'll sit right here, and dream of you.
Looks like this old river's running clear, if only for a while.
I would cross a thousand streams, to see you smile.
I get so lonely in the night, I feel just like a ghost.
Now it won't be long, my love, before I hold you close.
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5. |
Cold January Day
04:34
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You were here at the turn of the year
Watched your great-granddaughter born...made you smile.
Eighty-four and getting on,
We hadn't seen you light up quite like that...for a while.
It was a cold January day, when Lucile went away.
Somehow I remember best
When you still smoked your filters everyday...the smell of Grandma.
When you quit your health did too
And we began to watch you walk the road...the long road Home.
It was a cold January day, when Lucile went away.
Late at night I'm driving home, moonlight shows coyotes in the snow...the day you died.
They're quiet as they stop to look, they're quiet as they turn around and go...into the night.
It was a cold January day, when Lucile went away.
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Bellingham
03:20
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7. |
In The Maples
03:06
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Mid-winter snow come floating down, floating down last night.
Mid-winter snow come floating down, floating down alright.
Three feet of snow and I'm still working, I'm still working in the maples.
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8. |
Hearth Prayer
02:28
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9. |
Song for Divorce
05:21
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Nate Gusakov Lincoln, Vermont
Nate is a banjoist, vocalist, compositionist, conservationist, Vermonter, and ethical hunter. He tries his best to shred on
the 5-string, all the way from down in the moonshine hollers right up to the space stations above.
"A kaleidoscopic vision of folk fusion." -Seven Days
... more
Nate Gusakov recommends:
Mixed Emotions
by Michael Roberts
My buddy Mike Roberts writes some of VT's best original music...
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Abby has a rare and incredible singing voice -- so much fun to be part of one of her projects!!
go to albumIf you like Nate Gusakov, you may also like:
Wealth of Sorrow
by Cahalen Morrison
Bright and skipping songs that foreground the sound of the banjo and fingerstyle guitar in music that feels timeless.
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LEFT/FOLK VI: The World As It Is
by LEFT/FOLK
Proceeds from this excellent new darkambient/neofolk comp from LEFT/FOLK goes to benefit American Near East Refugee Aid.
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Scottish lever harpist Lucie Hendry's pastoral folk-jazz overflows with charm and melody.
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Immanent Fire
by Emily Jane White
The Oakland singer's latest album imagines the power struggle between man and nature as a slow, steady tempest of dark folk.
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