Select an album:

Cross the River 1. Skeleton Bones
2. Of the Sea
3. Bye Bye Blackbird
4. Dimming of the Day
5. Grandma's Hands
6. Over the Edge of the Mountain
7. I'll Cross the River
8. Alien (Hold on to Your Dreams)
9. Every Night when the Sun Goes Down
10. Retirement Plans
11. Walk Away
12. Holy Now

All songs were written by Carol Hendrix Burrus, unless otherwise indicated.

Skeleton Bones

Wake up each morning to go to the job, holding back the screams and the silent sobs
Once out of bed, I follow the line. Make it each day, doing my time.

Skeleton bones, you're not the only one, dried from the heat of the daily sun.
We all need more than a roof over head. We may be fed and watered but the soul is dead.

I feel lost, like in a dream where nothing makes sense. What does it mean?
Wandering in the desert for days and nights. And it feels like there's no end in sight.

Skeleton bones, you're not the only one, dried from the heat of the daily sun.
We all need more than a roof over head. We may be fed and watered but the soul is dead.

You captured me in your net one day. Caught and tangled, you carried me away.
And when you saw me in a different light, you held me in your arms and gave up the fight.

Your heart throbbed like a beating drum. You settled me down with your soothing hum.
My dreams danced like a candle flame. In the night with you, my soul knows its name.

And now the flesh has come back home. The meat and skin are back on the bone.
The cool of the night and your weathered hand, brought me back to life again.

Of the Sea

Green and blue are the sea's mood
as she takes over the land.
At the light of day, with time held bay,
the shells lay on the sand.

The day wears on, no longer dawn
she swells with mounting heat
rolling, fighting from within ,
and menacing to meet.

The sun burns hot upon my face,
steering my mind to a place,
The thought was lost, but now it lives,
in just a moment disappears.

I'm all alone. The only sound
the wind whirs, willing to rise.
The heat inspires my old desires.
I breathe and close my eyes.

Do you remember when the days
turned into the still of night?
No more than a dozen stars above us
shining their gentle light.

The suns burn hot upon my face,
steering my mind to a place,
The thought was lost, but now it lives,
in just a moment disappears.

Bye Bye Blackbird

Written by Ray Henderson and Mort Dixon

Blackbird blackbird singing the blues all day
Right outside of my door
Blackbird blackbird who do you sit and say
There's no sunshine in store
All thru the winter you hung around
Now I begin to feel homeward bound
Blackbird, blackbird gotta be on my way
Where there's sunshine galore.

Pack up all my care and woe,
Here I go singing low
Bye bye blackbird
Where somebody waits for me,
Sugar's sweet so is she
Bye bye blackbird
No one here can love and understand me
Oh what hard luck stories they all hand me
Make my bed and light the light,
I'll be arrivin' late tonight
Blackbird bye bye.

Bluebird bluebird calling me far away
I've been longing for you
Bluebird bluebird what do I hear you say
Skies are turning to blue
I'm like a flower that's fading here
Where ev'ry hour is one long tear
Bluebird bluebird this is my lucky day
Now my dreams will come true.

Pack up all my care and woe,
Here I go singing low
Bye bye blackbird
Where somebody waits for me,
Sugar's sweet so is she
Bye bye blackbird
No one here can love and understand me
Oh what hard luck stories they all hand me
Make my bed and light the light,
I'll be arrivin' late tonight
Blackbird bye bye.

Dimming of the Day

Written by Richard Thompson

This old house is falling down around my ears
I'm drowning in a river of my tears
When all my will is gone you hold me sway
I need you at the dimming of the day

You pulled me like the moon pulls on the tide
You know just where I keep my better side

What days have come to keep us far apart
A broken promise or a broken heart
Now all the bonny birds have wheeled away
I need you at the dimming of the day

Come the night you're only what I want
Come the night you could be my confidant

I see you the street and in company
Why don't you come and rest your mind with me
I'm living for the night we steal away
I need you at the dimming of the day

Grandma's Hands

Written by Bill Withers

Grandma's hands clapped in church on Sunday morning
Grandma's hands played the tambourine so well
Grandma's hands used to issue out a warning
And she'd say Baby, don't you run so fast
Might fall on a piece of glass, Might be snakes there in that grass
Grandma's hands

Grandma's hands
Soothed the local unwed mother
Grandma's hands
Used to ache sometimes and swell
Grandma's hands
Used to lift her face
And tell her she'd say
Baby, grandma understands
But you really loved that man
And put herself in Jesus' hands
Grandma's hands

Grandma's hands
Used to hand me a piece of candy
Grandma's hands
Picked me up each time I fell
Grandma's hands
Boy, they really came in handy
She'd say
Baby, don't you whip that boy
What you wanna hit him for
He didn't throw no apple core
But I don' have grandma anymore
If I get to heaven I'll look for
Grandma's hands

Over the Edge of the Mountain

Over the edge of the mountain, I saw a pretty girl dance.
She rose up in the clouds and twirled until the mocking bird sang.
Under the waves of the ocean, there lies the heavens so deep.
We walk along the edge and touch the tears the angels weep.

In the center of the flower's bloom, the edges melt into sky.
And the valley waits for shadows dark to shield us by and by.

If you and I ever come to know the message of time,
we'll find the words come from the birds sung sweetly, line by line.

In the center of the flower's bloom, the edges melt into sky.
And the valley waits for shadows dark to shield us by and by.

Oh, take the road in the valley. Walk to the edge of the sea.
And send your song upon the wind, that you've come home to me.

In the center of the flower's bloom, the edges melt into sky.
And the valley waits for shadows dark to shield us by and by.

I'll Cross the River

I'm kicking you out you old homeless dog
My eyes still wet my head still full of fog
I've said goodbye but you're still hangin' round
The bell rings out, I can't keep out the sound

I'll cross the river, I'll cross the river
I'll cross the river, I'll cross the river
It's what I got to do

When my love left I couldn't believe
I was so lost, how could I be deceived?
I thought that maybe I could bring him back
But no way baby I was on the wrong track

I'll cross the river, I'll cross the river
I'll cross the river, I'll cross the river
It's what I got to do

This ain't the last time
It's not the end
The hardest part is loving again

My thoughts were slowed walking through the muck
The sadness hit me like a truck
I couldn't wake, couldn't think couldn't breathe
The darkness around me I couldn't see

I'll cross the river, I'll cross the river
I'll cross the river, I'll cross the river
It's what I got to do

Alien (Hold on to Your Dreams)

Written by Gil Scott-Heron

Midnight near the border trying to cross the Rio Grande
Runnin' with coyotes to where the streets are paved with gold
You're diving underwater when you hear the helicopters
Knowing it's all been less than worthless if you run into patrols
Hiding in the shadows, so scared you want to scream
But you dare not make a sound if you want to hold on to your dreams

Hold on. Though it may not be a lot, you got to
Hold on. Cause you know it's all you got
No matter the consequences or the fear that grips your senses
You have got to hold on to your dreams.

City of the Angels with its bright light fascination
Only adds to the confusion that your mind must now endure
The gringos take advantage when they know that you're illegal
Bot you void la policía like a plague that can't be cured
Paying la mordida you find out just what pollo means
But you dare not file complaints if you want to hold on to your dreams

Hold on. Though it may not be a lot, you got to
Hold on. Cause you know it's all you got
No matter the consequences or the fear that grips your senses
You have got to hold on to your dreams.

Down at Western Union sending cash back to your family
Or drinking down cerveza where the lights are very low
Your mind may start to wander when you think about your village
Or the woman that you love so much who's still in Mexico
At just two bucks an hour there is little to redeem this life
Except that in your mind you're tryin' to hold on to your dreams

Hold on. Though it may not be a lot, you got to
Hold on. Cause you know it's all you got
No matter the consequences or the fear that grips your senses
You have got to hold on to your dreams.

Every Night when the Sun Goes Down

Traditional

Every night when the sun goes down
Every night when the sun goes down
Every night when the sun goes down
I hang down my head and mournful cry

True love, don't weep, true love, don't mourn
True love, don't weep, true love, don't mourn
True love, don't weep, true love, don't mourn
I'm goin' away from my old town

I wish the Lord my train would come
I wish the Lord my train would come
I wish the Lord my train would come
And take me back where I come from

I wish the Lord my babe was born
Sittin' on his daddy's knee
And me poor girl, was dead and gone
With green grass growin' over me.

Every night when the sun goes down
Every night when the sun goes down
Every night when the sun goes down
I hang down my head and mournful cry

Retirement Plans

Written by Charlie Burrus

When I was young I wore my hair long
I saw right and wrong and I spoke my mind
Now I got perspective, I'm a little more selective
Of the trials and battles that take up my time

But where is the passion that made you so bold?
Are you really mature, or just getting old?

When I was a youth, I wanted the truth
I expected confessions upon my demand
Now I like to think I'm wiser; I'm an empathizer
I think everyone deserves a helping hand

But where is the fire that came with the rage
Have you sold out, or are you acting your age?

It's hard to lead the revolution
when you're the one that just don't understand
It's hard to be a rebel when you spent the whole day
Making retirement plans

It's hard to raise your fist in the air
when you're slapping people's backs and shaking their hands
It's hard to be a rebel when you spent the whole day
Making retirement plans

When I was a kid, I thought everything I did
would have big repercussions here and everywhere
Now I know my limit, and I try to stay within it
I bite what I can chew, and I swallow with care

But where is the fire that made your heart glow?
You could use a spark, where did it go?

It's hard to join the march
When you're legs ache and you can barely stand
It's hard to be a rebel when you spent the whole day
Making retirement plans

Walk Away

Written by Tom Waits & Kathleen Brennan

Dot King was whittled from the bone of Cain
with a little drop of poison in the red, red blood
She need a way to turn around the bend
She said I want to walk away and start over again.

There are things I've done I can't erase
I want to look in the mirror, see another face
I said never would I do it again
I want to walk away, start over again.

No more rain
No more roses
On my way, shake my thirst in a cool, cool pond.

There is a winner in every place
There is a heart that's beating in every page
The beginning of it starts at the end
When it's time to walk away and start over again.

Weather is murder at a hundred and three
William Ray shot Corabell Lee
A yellow dog knows when he has sinned
You want to walk away and start over again.

No more rain
No more roses
On my way, shaking my thirst in a cool cool pond.

Cooper told Maui the whole block is gone
They're dying for jewelry, money, and clothes
I always get out of the trouble I'm in
I want to walk away, start over again.

I left my bible by the side of the road
Carve my initials in an old dead tree
I'm going away but I'm going to be back when
It's time to walk away and start over again.

Holy Now

Written by Peter Mayer

When I was a boy, each week
On Sunday, we would go to church
And pay attention to the priest
He would read the holy word
And consecrate the holy bread
And everyone would kneel and bow
Today the only difference is
Everything is holy now.
Everything, everything is holy now.

When I was in Sunday school
We would learn about the time
Moses split the sea in two
Jesus made the water wine
And I remember feeling sad
that miracles don't happen still
But now I can't keep track
Everything's a miracle
Everything, everything's a miracle.

Wine from water is not so small
But an even better magic trick
Is that anything is here at all
So the challenging thing becomes
Not to look for miracles
But finding where there isn't one

When holy water was rare at best
I barely wet my fingertips
But now I have to hold my breath
Like I'm swimming in a sea of it
It used to be a world half there
Heaven's second rate hand me-down
But I walk it with a reverent air
'Cause everything is holy now.

Read a questioning child's face
And say it's not a testament
That'd be very hard to say
See another new morning come
And say it's not a sacrament
I tell you that it can't be done

This morning, outside I stood
And saw a little red-winged bird
Shining like a burning bush
Singing like a scripture verse
It made me want to bow my head
I remember when church let out
How things have changed since then
Everything is holy now
It used to be a world half-there
Heaven's second rate hand-me-down
But I walk it with a reverent air
'Cause everything is holy now.