Cricketbows - All Together Now Rehearsal Film - 10/15/12 (by Chad Wells)

Follow my current musical incarnation - Cricketbows. Two free albums available on the net, 1 CD and a fistful of pharmaceuticals. Be warned, Cricketbows can be habit forming.

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Super excited about the new songs that are becoming the new album, “III” (due out Summer 2012). This song is available as a “name your price” download and yes, that price can be $0 if you’d like (though you’ll have to give up an e-mail address).

If you like the tune please download it and share it with friends and if you’d like to support Cricketbows by throwing some money down it will be greatly appreciated.

We don’t make music for the money, we make music for LOVE. So every dime that comes our way goes right back into the music.

Please check out our other releases here on Bandcamp - they’re both available for the same deal here - “Mycocosmic Transmission” is also available on CD as well as at all your favorite download spots like iTunes, Emusic, Amazon and of course on Rhapsody, Spotify, etc.

This track was inspired by watching my Junior High School being torn down recently as well as the local GM plant and watching shopping malls and restaurants choke out all those old fields and hillsides I used to walk through as a kid.

lyrics

A Song for the Raggedy Hillside
©2012 Rev. Chad Wells/Cricketbows

This one is for the raggedy hillside
A song for the fields where I played
So young and I’m never going back there
Too late to visit them again

This one is for my backyard airport
Where I learned to throw a boomerang
And all the clay pigeons I collected
And the schoolyard in Summer I’d escape

And this one is for the people that I left there
The old lady who lived across the street
The sign painter who lived down in the basement
And the girls who thought that I was sweet

This one is for the raggedy hillside
This one is for the babbling creek
This one is for the billowing skyscape
This one’s for my childhood memories

This one is for my innocent girlfriend
And her mother’s grey Dodge Dynasty
This one is for my traveling companions
And all the hoodlums who were my family

This one is for the raggedy hillside
This one is for the babbling creek
This one is for the billowing skyscape
This one’s for my childhood memories

Where are all the raggedy hillsides?
They look like a neighborhood to me
With all of their cookie cutter castles
Perched atop my childhood memories

Looking out my window
At a peppermint shadow
And a field of bricks where the cars used to grow
Looking out at the street
Where my friends and I would meet
And the pile of bricks where my book bag used to go

This one is for a raggedy hillside
This one is for the babbling creek
This one is for the billowing smoke cloud
Where I left my childhood memories

Me.