Released
2001-07-22

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Steve Eulberg with Carole & Teresa Lundgren
2001-07-10
Steve Eulberg
Steve Eulberg, Mike Moxcey
2001-07-10
Steve Eulberg ©1997

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Early this morning, I opened up my eyes Peered into the mirror and was met with no surprise Saw the same face as yesterday staring back at me But something made me take another peek. So this time looking in the mirror I saw a little clearer There's more to me than meets the naked eye: Chorus I am a pond and I am fond of knowing There's a lot of growing going on inside my hide I am a pond, a balanced eco-system Much more complicated than I ever knew! From the tip of my toes, to the top of my hair I was a dangerous ego-system, living blithely unaware. From this gift of revelation it now is clear to me I hurt You if I care nothing much for me. In the community of me and the communion of we I care deeply how every portion fares. Chorus Bridge: To the bacteria-a cafeteria Without these creatures munching on my food I never would survive Some uninvited invaders try to crash the swimming party so my genes can't swim alone in my pool Although I've got a firm quota, I don't blame them an iota Inside me is where it's at, I'm a happenin' habitat! If I was to be a city, more teeming I would be Than Tokyo, Beijing, Bombay or L.A. It takes cooperation to keep us all alive So we're busier than the bees working in their hive. On this construction I ponder-to my Maker offer wonder- For I'm sure that some assembly was required. Chorus
2001-07-10
Steve Eulberg

Story

Sitting beside Lake of the Ozarks beneath an azure sky punctuated with crimson, russet and gold leaves!
2001-07-10
Steve Eulberg

Story

This is my uncle's story of his US Navy service in the Bikini Atoll tests, and then my aunt's experience, as told to me.

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Just another sailor standing by the rail The war was won one year before How could Uncle Sam now fail? From the bullhorn came fateful orders In a bright metallic voice The Navy boys obeyed them, They didn't have a choice: Chorus "Just close your eyes before the blast or surely you'll go blind; Go swimming in the water with no questions in your mind. We are testing atomic weapons In the South Pacific Sea." At the Atoll they called, Bikini, They promised no trouble at all, at all. At the Atoll they called, Bikini, They promised no trouble at all, at all. He was my favorite uncle Wore tattoos on both his arms With jokes and games and funny tales On this nephew wove his charms Both his kids were born affected, And his lungs began to fail Doesn't take much of a detective To understand this sordid tale: Bridge Those boys were used as guinea pigs By the red, white and blue Never asked for their permission To be nuclear barbecue Our government's plans disgraced 'em As the islands, they defaced 'em Islanders?--displaced 'em So the bombs wouldn't baste 'em. When his grieving widow Seeks the benefits she is due The Feds just say, "We're sorry, There is nothing we can do. A fire swept through one building And consumed the whole 6th floor It burned up all the records So we can't help you anymore." Last Chorus Don't close your eyes Next time around Or we'll be surely blind Stand up and ask the questions that are stewing in your mind They're always testing some new weapon So let's all remember, please: At the Atoll they called Bikini....
Steve Eulberg
2005-11-11
Elder Joseph Brackett
Steve Eulberg
2001-07-10
Steve Eulberg ©1998

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Chorus It's another winter's day in Colorado Beneath a silver sky Another winter's day in Colorado One blue sky moment, turns to gentle snow. 1. Last week the ice was thick and solid on the lake Young and old strapped on their blades to glide and skate The sun grew warm, white sky turned blue, the green ice turned to clear and the sign changed to say it wasn't safe to skate anymore around here. 2. Warming earth beneath the gaze of bright winter sun the tawny tan of everything that once was green Only marks the moments between the growing seasons And the birds that brightly sing, an early foretaste of Spring. Bridge: Shirtsleeves tempt the hurried to repack their coats, Store the boots and gloves and hats away. Yet like a friendly prank, the breezes shift and rain begins to mist and slowly it thickens, a downy mantle, snowy white.
Steve Eulberg
2001-07-10
Traditional Scottish

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From Old Scots The water is wide, I cannot cross o'er and neither have I wings to fly Give me a boat that can carry two And both shall row, my (true) love and I. A ship there is and she sails the seas She's laden deep as deep can be But not so deep as the love I'm in And I know not if I sink or swim. I leaned my back against a young oak Thinking it was a trusty tree But first it bent, and then it broke Thus did my love prove false to me. O waly, waly up the bank And waly, waly down the braes And waly, waly by yon burn side Where me and my love were wont to gae.
Steve Eulberg with Carole & Teresa Lundgren
2001-07-10
Steve Eulberg
Steve Eulberg with Mike Moxcey
2001-07-10
Steve Eulberg & Jim Pierce ©1995

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1. I was a rather lonely gent, just the right dose of pride Not too tall, nor too skinny, Not too much to hide I determined to find someone to sing the songs in my soul, Find a mate, my better half, to make my world whole I saw her ad in the paper And I wrote my check right away And sent it off into the mailbox The very same day. Chorus Mail-Order Bride, she was my Mail-Order Bride My anticipatin' heart nearly busted open wide When I / heard a honking horn from that brown truck parked outside The moment I'd been waiting for had finally arrived The day I opened up the box and saw her there inside Is when I met and fell in love with my 6-String Mail Order Bride! 2. She was a real beauty, gently curving were her sides Her neck was long & slender, her hips were flaring wide I couldn't tell what she was feeling, she appeared reserved & shy So I held my arms out to her & said, "Come on, let's try." I cradled her to my bosom Her body molded tight to mine I brushed my fingers 'crossed her middle I felt her come alive! Chorus 3. Since we were both unacquainted mine was a tender touch The sound she made did guide me, she taught me, Oh!, so much. My fingers ached a little but that didn't bother me We grew ac/customed to each other as she sat upon my knee. She was my Chorus 4. We sang just fine in private but soon there came that day When I took her out in public my nerve slipped away I looked at other couples and saw they looked so fine The sound they made together made me doubt the worth of mine A mere 40 dollars had brought her From her birthplace right to my door We hadn't ever really courted I feared I didn't love her anymore. Chorus 5. So as some time passed by I grew more ashamed Of my "bargain basement baby", my wildest dreams were tamed. My life grew full and busy and I put her away. From the corner where she stood in dust, she called to me one day. She nestled close to my bosom Her body shared its warmth with mine As her strings tickled my fingers Together we came alive! Chorus
Steve Eulberg with Russ Hopkins
2001-07-10
©1999 Steven B. Eulberg

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I ain't got nobody I'm in this world alone & I ain't got no money No place to call my home My Ma & Pa, they up and died To heaven they have flown So I'm riding on these singing rails They call, "The Orphan Train." Orphan Train, Orphan Train A hundred more just like me Who long to hope again We're riding here together Upon the Orphan Train Orphan Train They found me in the city Living on the street They found me in the city Nothing much to eat They told me they would send me To a family out West So I'm riding on these singing rails They call, "The Orphan Train." We're going to Wisconsin To Minnesota, too To a place we've never heard of to a face we never knew I hope they'll treat me kindly And maybe, love me, too. We're all riding on these singing raisl They call, "The Orphan Train."
Steve Eulberg
2001-07-10
Traditional French
Steve Eulberg
2001-07-10
Traditional Scottish

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There's a lilt in the song I sing, there's laughter and love; There's tang of the sea, and blue from heaven above; Of reason there's none, and why should there be, for bye With the fire in the blood and toes, the light in the eye? Air falalalo, horo, air falalalay, Air falalalo, horo, air falalalay, Air falalalo, horo, air falalalay, Falee, falo, horo air falalalay. The heather's ablaze wi' bloom; the myrtle is sweet; There's a song in the air; the road's a song at our feet; So step it along as light as the bird on the wing, And, stepping along, let's join our voices and sing. And whether the blood be Highland, or Lowland or no'; And whether the hue be white, or black as the sloe; Of kith and of kin we're one, be it right, be it wrong, If only our hearts beat true to the lilt o' the song.
Steve Eulberg with Carole & Teresa Lundgren
2001-07-10
©1995 Steven B. Eulberg

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©1995 Steven B. Eulberg (Interlude) Mario and Rosa moved with their family Up to the border of Texas Seeking a job, and a roof overhead, some food and some hope for the future. Early next morning, Mario went walking to the door of the shiny new plant But they turned him away, as he heard them say, "Do you have some young daughters at home?" For only their young, teenaged daughter, Rita, was offered a job In high heels and a dress, harassed and distressed She's working in the "mill of gold." In high heels and a dress, harassed and distressed She's working in the "mill of gold." Coro Maquiladora, paying just nickels a day Maquiladora, you've taken my dreams away. (Interlude) Michael and Barbara, struggle to make it They've got Jason and Jessie to feed Michael's been working day in and day out, and overtime right here at Leeds. The rumors were flying, but he couldn't believe them, Right here in the US of A, But finally the truth came straight home to roost When he got the pink slip in his pay. "This plant's making too little profit," were the words from the manager's mouth; "Despite the big check in the stockholder's hand, This factory is moving down South." "Despite the big check in the stockholder's hand, This factory is moving down South." Coro Begun as a dream, of building a team that straddles and bridges the border "Twin factories paired, to do work that is shared" was forgotten in very short order. With few taxes to pay and no EPA and no safety laws to go by What began as a dream, twisted into a scheme to avoid the public eye. Our taxpayer's dollars a paying To build bridges that we cannot use, Over toxic waste flowing down under the sand that is feeding the Rio Grande. And the companies watch without even a blink As both sides drink from river and sink That is fed by the Rio Grande. Coro