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Thursday, November 30, 2017

9-20-09 michael hurley, forest bloodgood, the press club, portland oregon



Michael Hurley w/ Forest Bloodgood (violin)  9-20, 2009. Press Club.


1. slow poke
2.don't know why i love you like I do (?)
3. another unknown song. All I Need.
4. mr blues
5.  riding a bronc in the big rodeo/ a filly i'll find/a carefree range rider
    yodel yodel fiddle I O

"Elizabeth Gurley Flynn (August 7, 1890 – September 5, 1964) was a labor leader, activist, and feminist who played a leading role in the Industrial Workers of the World (IWW). Flynn was a founding member of the American Civil Liberties Union and a visible proponent of women's rights,

birth control, and women's suffrage. She joined the Communist Party USA in 1926 and late in life, in 1961, became its chairwoman. She died during a visit to the Soviet Union, where she was accorded a state funeral with processions in the Red Square attended by over 25,000 people."https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elizabeth_Gurley_Flynn

           "an East Side Joan of Arc".
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6.  Ghost Riders in the Sky

"An old cowboy went riding out one dark and windy day
Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way
When all at once a mighty herd of red eyed cows he saw
A-plowing through the ragged sky and up the cloudy draw
Their brands were still on fire and their hooves were made of steel
Their horns were black and shiny and their hot breath he could feel
A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky
For he saw the riders coming hard and he heard their mournful cry
Yippie yi ooh
Yippie yi yay
Ghost riders in the sky
Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, their shirts all soaked with sweat
He's riding hard to catch that herd, but he ain't caught 'em yet
'Cause they've got to ride forever on that range up in the sky
On horses snorting fire
As they ride on hear their cry
As the riders loped on by him he heard one call his name
If you want to save your soul from hell a-riding on our range
Then cowboy change your ways today or with us you will ride
Trying to catch the devil's herd, across these endless skies
Yippie yi ooh
Yippie yi yay
Ghost riders in the sky
Ghost riders in the sky
Ghost Riders in the sky

7. I Might Never Get to Heaven/But I Once Got that Close
8.the Bear (fiddle , dobro) banjo
9. Detour Sign
"Lyrics
Headed down life's crooked road lot of things I never knowed
And because of me not knowing I now pine
Trouble's got in the trail spent the next five years in jail
Should have read that detour sign
Detour there's a muddy road ahead detour paid no mind to what it said
Detour oh these bitter things I find should have read that detour sign
When I got right to the place where it said about face
I thought that all my worries were behind
But the father I go the more sorrow
I know I should have read that detour sign
Detour there's a muddy road
Detour there's a muddy road
Should have read that detour sign"
Songwriters: Paul Westmoreland
ongwriters: Hughie Thomasson

10.  Twilight Zone
     "Everything is weird
Turning out just like I feared
Someone calling in a nightmare tone
I don't want to live in the twilight zone
I don't want to live in the twilight zone
Please, send a letter of reprieve

Door knob turning round and round
Blue ghost drifting slowly down
Voice keeps calling in a nightmare tone
I don't want to live in the twilight zone
I don't want to live in the twilight zone
Please, send a letter of reprieve

Darling, why don't you send me that old letter of reprieve?
You know, the blue ghost got his fingers on me
But I want to leave
I don't like it here at all
Help me make my escape
You know I just seen something coming

nd it looks like a ten-foot ape



I don't want to live in the twilight zone

Please, send a letter of reprieve


You know, I hear those chains dragging
And they getting closer
So I guess this must be a ghost
Or else it's a Gösser

You know the werewolf was by tonight
But he didn't look so well
And I guess this must be Count Dracula now
Ringing at the front door bell

Door knob turning round and round
The blue ghost drifting slowly down
A voice keeps calling in a nightmare tone
I don't want to live in the twilight zone
I don't want to live in the twilight zone
Please, send a letter of reprieve 

11. Rag Mop (mop mop mop, I say R a. G g)
12. You Got To Quit Kicking My Dog Around

(Jimmy Driftwood)

Me and Lim Brick and Old Bill Brown
Takin’ a load of corn to town
My Old Jim Dog, the darned old cuss
He just naturally followed us

As we drove by Sam Johnson’s door
Passed and cursed him out the door
Jim, he’s good behind the box
And all them fellers are throwin’ rocks

Refrain:
Every time I go to town
The boys keep a-kickin’ my dog around
Makes no difference if he is a hound
You got to quit kicking my dog around

-Solo-

They tied a can to Old Jim’s tail
Running him around the count jail
That made us a-dead burned sore
Lim, he cussed and Bill, he swore

Me and Lim Brick and Old Bill Brown
Lost no time a-get them down
We lost them fellers on the ground
For kicking my Old Jim Dog around

Refrain: -Solo-

Jim saw his duty there and then
He tore ‘em to them gentlemen
He sure messed up the courthouse square
With the rags and meat and the hide and hair

The Sheriff came and stopped the fuss
And all them boys shook hands with us
We gathered ‘round that load of corn
And every man had a healthy horn

Refrain: -Solo-

Old Jim Dog is worth much cash
But I can tell you, he ain’t no trash
He wakes me up before the break of day
And he keeps them revenue-boys away

He’s the best old dog, you ever did see
Wherever I go, he follows me
His voice is sweet, his name is Jim
He’d fight for me and I’d for him

13. O My Stars
14. what'll you say /what'll you do/when you whole life is thru?

   I ain't got no home
   I was born to roam i was born to roam
sea and sea and shore and shore and coral is coral there is no moral
            i laid down on med tried to take my rest
but my mind did wander like wild geese in the West
*****
13. I Paint a Design
14.Cars, Jars,Guitars
15. KnoCan do
15. This World will be Destroyed Again/ Can't stand Long
16. The Greatest Love

     ends, 80 minutes Sony Minidisc acoustic sound engine 

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