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1.
New Railroad 01:28
Workin' on a new railroad, Metcalf is its name Workin' on a new railroad, Metcalf is its name Workin' for T. A. Schomburg in a land that's still untamed Been all around this world All day long we're spiking rail along the North Ponil All day long we're spiking rail along the North Ponil The echo off the canyon is the sound of my hot steel Been all around this world Loggers come for old red spruce and western yellow pine Loggers come for old red spruce and western yellow pine They're here to take the timber for the Continental Ties Been all around this world Lumber mills and drivin' wheels run on coal and steam Lumber mills and drivin' wheels run on coal and steam But it takes to hands of flesh and blood to make these hammers sing Been all around this world Workin' on a new railroad, Metcalf is its name Workin' on a new railroad, Metcalf is its name Workin' for T. A. Schomburg in a land that's still untamed Been all around this world Been all around this world Been all around this world
2.
Well, you're walkin' through a city street, you could be in Peru And you hear a distant calling and you know it's meant for you Then you drop what you were doing and you join the merry mob And before you know just where you are, you're in an Irish pub (Chorus) They've got one in Honolulu, they've got one in Moscow too They got four of them in Sydney and a couple in Kathmandu So whether you sing or pull a pint you'll always have a job 'Cause where ever you go around the world you'll find an Irish pub Now that design is fairly simple and it usually works the same, You'll have 'Razor Houghton' scoring in the Ireland - England game And you know your in an Irish pub the minute you're in the door, For a couple of boys with bodhrans will be murdering Christy Moore (Chorus) Now the owner is Norwegian and the manager comes from Cork And the lad that's holding up the bar says 'Only Eejits Work' He was born and bred in Bolton but his mammy's from Kildare And he's going to make his fortune soon and move to County Clare (Chorus) Now it's time for me to go, I have to catch me train So I'll leave ye sitting at the bar and face the wind and rain For I'll have that pint you owe me, if I'm not gone on the dry When we meet next week in Frankford in the fields of Athenry (Chorus X2)
3.
A year from now we'll all be gone All our friends will move away And they're goin' to better places But our friends will be gone away Nothin' is as it has been And I miss your face like hell And I guess it's just as well But I miss your face like hell Been talkin' 'bout the way things change And my family lives in a different state If you don't know what to make of this Then we will not relate So if you don't know what to make of this Then we will not relate Rivers and roads Rivers and roads Rivers 'til I reach you
4.
Free Bird 00:23
Nope. Not posting 'em.
5.
Sick Note 02:12
Dear Sir I write this note to you to tell you of my plight For at the time of writing I am not a pretty sight My body is all black and blue, my face a deathly grey And I write this note to say why Paddy's not at work today. Whilst working on the fourteenth floor,some bricks I had to clear To throw them down from such a height was not a good idea The foreman wasn't very pleased, the bloody awkward sod He said I had to cart them down the ladders in my hod. Now clearing all these bricks by hand, it was so very slow So I hoisted up a barrel and secured the rope below But in my haste to do the job, I was too blind to see That a barrel full of building bricks was heavier than me. And so when I untied the rope, the barrel fell like lead And clinging tightly to the rope I started up instead I shot up like a rocket till to my dismay I found That half way up I met the bloody barrel coming down. Well the barrel broke my shoulder, as to the ground it sped And when I reached the top I banged the pulley with my head I clung on tightly, numb with shock, from this almighty blow And the barrel spilled out half the bricks, fourteen floors below. Now when these bricks had fallen from the barrel to the floor I then outweighed the barrel and so started down once more Still clinging tightly to the rope, my body racked with pain When half way down, I met the bloody barrel once again. The force of this collision, half way up the office block Caused multiple abrasions and a nasty state of shock Still clinging tightly to the rope I fell towards the ground And I landed on the broken bricks the barrel scattered round. I lay there groaning on the ground I thought I'd passed the worst But the barrel hit the pulley wheel, and then the bottom burst A shower of bricks rained down on me, I hadn't got a hope As I lay there bleeding on the ground, I let go the bloody rope. The barrel then being heavier then started down once more And landed right across me as I lay upon the floor It broke three ribs, and my left arm, and I can only say That I hope you'll understand why Paddy's not at work today.
6.
I wish I was a ponderosa, king of all the pines Lord over the Douglas firs, master of the great ridge line Every spring I'd fill the valley With butterscotch vanilla candy Light enough to float upon the breeze I wish I was an aspen tree, I'd never be alone With all my brothers and my sisters in our very own family grove Skin as pale as the clouds above Leaves of silver green We'd dance and sing and shimmer in the breeze And I'm just lookin' for a place to sink my toes into the earth A place to stretch my arms up to that sky Be Mother Earth's radio tower Nurtured by the sun and showers Broadcast that joy of life out where the bluebirds fly I wish I was a willow weepin' at a river bend But I would never shed no tears because that river'd be my friend It'd tell me of where it had flowed and all it's hopes for where it's goin' It let it's laughter ring upon the breeze I wish I was a sycamore, the only in the park And all the children, they would come to me to rest their backs against my bark With a book or with a friend Or only with their thoughts to mend They'd let their hair be tousled by the breeze I wish I was a great redwood, the tallest of them all I'd intertwine my feet with all my fellows, never we would fall And why out where the angels nest I can feel the Creator's breath Hear the Universe whisper on the breeze And I'm just lookin' for a place to sink my toes into the earth A place to stretch my arms up to that sky Be Mother Earth's radio tower Nurtured by the sun and showers Broadcast that joy of life Broadcast that joy of life Broadcast that joy of life out where the bluebirds fly credits
7.
The Gardner 04:02
I sense a runner in the garden Although my judgements known to fail Once built a steamboat in a meadow Cos I'd forgotten how to sail I know the runner's going to tell you There ain't no cowboy in my hat So now he's buried by the daisies So I could stay the tallest man in your eyes, babe I sense a spy up in the chimney From all the evidence I've burned I guess he'll read it in the smoke now And soon to ashes I'll return I know the spy is going to tell you It's not my flag up in the pole So now he's buried by the lilies So I could stay forever more in your eyes, babe I sense a leak inside my phone now From all the lies I have told I know he has your private number And soon he'll make that vicious call I know the leak is going to tell you There ain't no puppy in your leash So now he'll fertilize the roses So I could stay the king you see In your eyes, babe In your eyes, babe So now we're dancing through the garden And what a garden I have made And now that death will grow my jasmine I find it soothing I'm afraid Now there is no need for suspicion There ain't no frog kissing your hand I won't be lying when I tell you That I'm a gardner I'm a man In your eyes babe In your eyes babe In your eyes babe
8.
Said Red Molly to James that's a fine motorbike A girl could feel special on any such like Said James to Red Molly, my hat's off to you It's a Vincent Black Lightning, 1952 And I've seen you at the corners and cafes it seems Red hair and black leather, my favourite colour scheme And he pulled her on behind And down to Boxhill they did ride Said James to Red Molly, here's a ring for your right hand But I'll tell you in earnest I'm a dangerous man I've fought with the law since I was seventeen I robbed many a man to get my Vincent machine Now I'm 21 years, I might make 22 And I don't mind dying, but for the love of you And if fate should break my stride Then I'll give you my Vincent to ride Come down, come down, Red Molly, called Sergeant McRae For they've taken young James Adie for armed robbery Shotgun blast hit his chest, left nothing inside Oh, come down, Red Molly to his dying bedside When she came to the hospital, there wasn't much left He was running out of road, he was running out of breath But he smiled to see her cry And said I'll give you my Vincent to ride Says James, in my opinion, there's nothing in this world Beats a 52 Vincent and a red headed girl Now Nortons and Indians and Greeveses won't do They don't have a soul like a Vincent 52 He reached for her hand and he slipped her the keys He said I've got no further use for these I see angels on Ariels in leather and chrome Swooping down from heaven to carry me home And he gave her one last kiss and died And he gave her his Vincent to ride
9.
Wait So Long 03:18
I could never pretend that I don't love you. You could never pretend that I'm your man. That's exactly the way that I want it. That's exactly the way that I am. And you call me in the morning with your troubles Takin' it downtown every night I could never place the stars at night above ya. I got my hands on the ground, and you know I'm right. You wait so long, You wait so long, You wait so long, You wait so long. It's a coffee stained earth ever time it happens. Liven up honey it ain't that bad. Any afterthought rose to recognition Like every other coffin that I had And your buick broke down in Winnemucca, Fall to your knees and you pray to the lord Then you take up hope at the politicians: Nothing happens in this burnt out town anymore. You wait so long, You wait so long, You wait so long, You wait so long. And your heart rolls on like a frozen freight train You know that I help you if I can But I'm just a raindrop in a river Just a little itty-bitty grain of sand And you know that I'm doomed to repeat this With all the bad habits that I've learned But it's better than your fire-borne fornication And all the dirty money that you earn. You wait so long, You wait so long, You wait so long, You wait so long.
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I wish I was a slave to an age-old trade Like ridin' around on railcars and workin' long days Lord have mercy on my rough and rowdy ways Lord have mercy on my rough and rowdy ways Call it one drink too many Call it pride of a man But it don't make no difference if you sit or you stand 'Cause they both end in trouble and start with a grin Yeah they both end in trouble and start with a grin We do it over and over and over again We do it over and over and over again Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh I know there's California, Oklahoma And all of the places I ain't ever been to but Down in the valley with Whiskey rivers These are the places you will find me hidin' These are the places I will always go These are the places I will always go I am on my way I am on my way I am on my way back to where I started Oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh (Continue in background) One more for the stars and the eyes of the walls I saw your face, I heard you callin' out I saw your face in the crowd and you came out Just like the sun and the moon and the stars at night There was a sign on the door and it reads to me Just like the sun and the moon and the stars at night Oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh I am on my way I am on my way I am on my way back to where I started California, Oklahoma And all of the places I ain't ever been to but Down in the valley with Whiskey rivers These are the places you will find me hidin' These are the places I will always go These are the places I will always go So I wish I was a slave to an age-old trade Lord have mercy on my rough and rowdy ways
11.
Casey Jones 01:33
Come all you rounders if you want to hear The story about a brave engineer Casey Jones was the hogger's name On a four-six wheeler boys He won his fame The caller called Casey at half-past four He kissed his wife at the station door Mounted to his cabin with his orders in his hand And he took his farewell trip to the promised land Casey Jones! Mounted to his cabin Casey Jones! With his orders in his hand Casey Jones! Mounted to his cabin He took his farewell trip to the promised land He pulled out of Memphis in midnight's dark chill He whistled at the crossing with an awful shrill The snakes all knew by the engine's moan That the man at the throttle was the good Casey Jones He looked at his watch, but his watch it was slow He looked at the water, but the water was low He turned to his fireman and this is what he said, "We'll make it to Canton, but we'll all end up dead!" Casey Jones! We'll make it to Canton Casey Jones! But we'll end up dead Casey Jones! We'll make it to Canton We'll make it to Canton but we'll all end up dead So pour on you water and shovel your coal Stick your head on the window watch them drivin' wheels roll "I'll run this train straight off of the rail 'Cause we're two hours late with the western mail!" Casey pulled up about a mile from Vaughan place With the Number Four engine starin' him right in the face He called to his fireman, "Sim, you better jump! 'Cause there's two locomotives that's a-going to bump!" Casey Jones! Two locomotives Casey Jones! That's a-going to bump Casey Jones! Two locomotives There's two locomotives that's a going to bump At the edge of the tender Sim crouched down low He called back to Casey, "It's time to go!" But the last thing he saw when he leapt from the side Was Casey at the whistle with the break open wide Next morning Sim woke in a hospital bed They told him that Casey was the only one dead Crew members, passengers, children and wives, Those six chimes of warning saved all their lives Casey Jones! Six chimes of warning Casey Jones! Saved all their lives Casey Jones! Six chimes of warning Those six chimes of warning saved all their lives Casey Jones! Mounted to his cabin Casey Jones! With his orders in his hand Casey Jones! Mounted to his cabin He took his farewell trip to the promised land

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Another summer's end. A cabin in Moreno Valley. The remnants of three 2014 Philmont staffs. And a whole bunch of instruments.

Some of these recordings start in the middle of the songs, but then that's the nature of spontaneous music among good friends.

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released October 25, 2014

Rather than risk crediting the wrong instrument to the wrong person (quite a few of us play multiple ones) on each song, or worse, leaving someone out, the musicians are credited below:

Metcalf Station:
Nathan "Captain McCallen" Smith
Kyle "Addison Beauchamp" Soyer
Weston "Paddy" Mate
Travis "Two-Foot" Scherschel

Rich Cabins:
Ellyn Washburne
Sam Anderson
Kyla Rohrbough

Cypher's Mine:
Claire Ficke

Apologies if someone was left out, but it probably happened.

Recorded and edited by Ellyn Washburne, Camp Director of Rich Cabins, 2014.

Album cover picture by Will McKinney, Program Councilor at Fish Camp, 2014. Album cover design by Kyle "Addison Beauchamp" Soyer, Program Councilor at Metcalf Station, 2014.

Special thanks to Will, Vickie, and Tom "Anvil" McKinney for hosting us all at the Eagle Nest cabin.

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The winds of the North Ponil Canyon rattle canvas like the C&N RY No. 1 is still rumblin' by.

To the inaugural 2014 staff of Metcalf Station at Philmont Scout Ranch, that's just the echoes of history.

Left to right in the banner: Kyle "Addison Beauchamp" Soyer, Weston "Paddy" Mate, Tucker "Rusty" Baker, Nathan "Captain McCallen" Ford,
Matthew "Sim Webb" Hauser, and Travis "Two-Foot" Scherschel.
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