amma

She was a...............day tripper..............Yeah!!!! :twisted: :twisted: :twisted:

Ya listening to a radio station???? Which one???? 8) 8) I wonder if they take requests????? :twisted: :lol: :lol:

gaigai

Amma, actually I'm listening to Anne Hills singing "Follow that Road". I love that song. I play it over and over. Some day I would like to make a panel quilt from the lyrics:

"Follow that Road," by Anne Hills has one of the most unusual subjects - no, not some agonizing life experience or bizarre historical figure. Once, at a songwriters discussion, someone said that no subject was too small so she decided to write a song that was just directions to a house in the country.

FOLLOW THAT ROAD By Anne Hills

If you're coming in the summer, you'd be better to split off on Thirty-Five
There's the Starlight Drive-In Movie, on your left, just beyond the county line
Right after that, you'll see two silos. One is silver; one is blue.
'Bout a quarter mile further, make a left onto Highway Forty-Two.

Then follow that road, cornfields just as far as you can see.
Follow that road back through time, back through distance, back to me.

If you're drivin' by in autumn, you should follow up the river to Bear Lake.
That's the time to see the colors. There's an old covered bridge you'll want to take.
Late at night, be careful. Just be sure to look for deer out on the road.
And if it's early in the morning, sometimes it gets foggy. Take it slow.

But follow that road, sugar maples far as you can see.
Follow that road back through time, back through distance, back to me.

If you get the notion in December to drop by for just a day,
There's that tiny little road that no one knows about. It's safe to go that way.
It's up between two fields, so the sunlight melts the ice by afternoon.
You'll see two houses by the fields. Someone's always there. If not, they'll be back soon.

So follow that road, snowdrifts just as far as you can see.
Follow that road back through time, back through distance, back to me.

You'll remember in the springtime how the puddles look like pieces of the sky,
Fallen down by the roadside to delight any stranger passing by.
The softness of the grass on Raven Hill where we counted stars at night--
You must know how much I miss you, and that any way you get here is all right.

Just follow that road, wildflowers just as far as you can see.
Follow that road back through time, back through distance, back to me.



It's a beautiful, slow-moving song that gradually unfolds with just Anne Hills clear voice, constant guitar, and Marcy Marxer singing harmony (I know it's long, but it's worth it).

amma

That's a beautiful song!!! I could imagine a female voice and accoustic guitar!!! I will have to keep an ear out for this one!!!! 8) 8)

Ninnie

Hay, I' back and almost missed the sing-along!!
I see she is still in the stall and no foal, so guess I didn't miss much.
Love, love that song, gai!!

gaigai

Well, I have about decided to set up my own "house" and if I do, I'll see if I can post a link to the song. You can buy it on itunes so you don't have to get the whole album.

Now I just need to find a foaling song!

gaigai

Have you heard it, Ninnie? Or is this the first time you've seen the lyrics?

Ninnie

Don't know it, but think I had heard it before, love the words!!!

Tink's Mom

I think I need to lay down for a little while....toothache is still going...could someone call if she gets down to business? PM me for #. Will only lay down for up to an hour.....

buggalugs

awwww I hope you feel better soon Susie. I doubt you will miss anything lol she seems ot be stringing us along wuite nicely here lol
Jacqui

Tink's Mom

Thanks, I think she is too.....