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Episode 7 of Cromwell's Kitchen Concerts features my tune: “Little Back Bedroom.” Breakfast is Wheat Chex and Coffee (which my wife drank, because I don’t drink coffee). I'm playing my Custom 2009 John How X-Braced Grand Concert in drop-D tuning.

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Guitar:

2009 John How X-braced Grand Concert http://www.johnhowguitars.com/

Song:

Little Back Bedroom

Beverage:

Pete’s Coffee, Sumatra Deep Roast

Food:

Wheat Chex with Milk

Lyrics:

Born into rough folk-worn prose
30 years too late and I’m still looking on ways of making my days seem long
And my nights grow still

Raised on south Kalkaska Soil
With the smell of cold, and kindled purple ash leaves culled from the eavestrough (piles)
And the wasted storm-filled afternoons spent watching lightning veins and snow-choked gales

And from my little back bedroom, I can hear the world outside
Hum of a freight train running, Air Chimes opened up wide
Sound of Four Winds blow rising and falling,
Crying and calling to me

Basked in a stark suburban din
Just marking time in places not on my own but somehow alone and tired
Of finding myself

A chorus of soft mew-flown wings
Took me far from home and now I’m sort of amiss about just where home is these days
But I see, by them roadside graves, a trailhead up the way
Might as well see where it’s going

And from my little back bedroom, I can hear the world outside
Hum of a freight train running, Air Chimes opened up wide
The sound of Four Winds blow rising and falling,
Crying and calling to me…

Born into rough folk-worn prose
30 years too late and I’m still looking on ways of making my days seem long

© 2008 Shaun Cromwell