1. |
My Love
03:41
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MY LOVE
Kate Power
Nothing says you have to do anything
Come for what you came to do, bird’s sing!
Hear the call, calling, before you fall, falling
There’s no one, no not anybody, not one name,
To call out, out to anybody, no, it’s not the same.
Where did you go, my love? I cannot go, my love.
If I could be anything, I want to be with you
I wouldn’t be anything without you
By my side, baby. I’ll be by your side, baby.
Am I going in the right direction? Easy.
Complicated intersection, believe me.
I understand, my love. Take my hand, my love.
Nothing says you have to do anything
Come for what you came to do,
Bird’s sing!
Hear the call, calling,
Before you fall, falling
I understand, my love.
Take my hand, my love.
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2. |
Wallowa
05:12
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WALLOWA
Kate Power
Looking out across the lake, the geese are flying high
Pulling north to spring ahead, winter leave behind.
Underneath the banks of the moraine rise;
From the foot of Blue Mountain tops, the eagle cries,
"Wallowa!"
Chorus:
I hear your song, it sings to me
On city streets across the sea
Where I belong and long to be,
I hear you calling
There was time when I was young and full of where to go
Following rainbows in the the sun through ice and rain and snow
Looking back, remembering every turn
I took along the old road home and felt it everywhere I'd roam
There really is no place like home, sweet home, sweet home.
Riding in the wilderness, deep canyons, red and brown
Rivers full of summer fish meandering middle ground
Imnaha to Wenaha River, Troy,
Rattlesnakes and hooting owls and lost cowboys;
Wallowa!
Now I'm back to city life and buildings by the mile;
Far apart from country roads and mule deer running wild.
There's a place inside, open wide & free;
Comes to me from time to time, sweet memory
"Wallowa!"
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3. |
Barbershop
04:25
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Barbershop
by Steve Einhorn & Kate Power
Old barbershop, where I used to get my haircut
Old Frank is dead and gone, never more to clip and comb
Free bubble gum, Bazooka Joe is on the run
Tootsie roll pop, I don't care, crunchy green stuff in my hair
Pompadour is nice and curly,
Gotta find me a pretty little girl!
Then it's off to the bakery; day olds are fine and nearly free
Jelly donuts, crumb cake too; five in a bag, just a nickel!
I remember one sweet time in the bakery window, lord, it did shine
A lap steel guitar, you know the kind; three chrome legs and a case so fine,
Not to mention the matching amp!
Hank Williams was still the champ!
Heading home by the railroad tracks, flatten a quarter in seconds flat.
Stolen candy, drinkin' pop, laughin' so hard we could not stop
Oh, that muskrat trap, the only thing I caught was a big old rat, skin and tack to a two-by-four
Don't need to do that one anymore
Boy Scouts and Playboy girls, funny kinda bunny, not your mama in curlers!
With plenty of time to figure it out, looking from here I've got my doubts
They say I'll be a man someday; I'll know what I'm doin' know what to say
At the moment I'm checkin' it out
Till I find what makes me shout
Sixty years with my feet on the ground, lookin' back life's lost and found
Wife and home and all my kids, it comes back to me just what I did
Before the day I became a man, played my guitar in a good jug band
I still play it every day
Gonna play it till my dyin' day
Old barbershop, where I used to get my haircut...
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4. |
Crush
02:41
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CRUSH
Kate Power & Steve Einhorn
Tell me honey, what’cha doin'?
Working day and night doing nothing but
Riding high without a clue
While I'm sitting over here with a sunny side up crush on you
Fancy drink, fancy car,
High heels under shooting stars
Red lips kissing me
I just can't let you go-ooh-woah and let you go and leave old me
I got no wine, no PBR
We're sitting here at the bar
Look at them checking us out making time
Tell me baby, baby
Tell me, tell me one more time
Tell me honey, what’cha think?
Is it for the money or the way that you wink at me?
Tell me once, tell me every time
That you'd rather be my honey than
Looking at the good old times
Tell me honey, what’cha doin'?
Working day and night doing nothing but
Riding high without a clue
While I'm sitting over here with a sunny side up crush on you
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5. |
Hwy 101
03:43
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Hwy 101
Music by Steve Einhorn, Lyrics by David Francey
Watching the waves come rolling in
Can't help but wonder where they've been
Can't help but wonder what's in store
A little further down the road
The highway song that fills the night
The shrouded mist, the morning light
The road behind becomes the past
That came and went, too good to last
Another day, southward bound
Another night, another town
The silver sea, the setting sun
Down on Highway 101
I like to watch the shooting stars
The fishing boats, the eye of Mars
I hear the ocean's rant and roar
The waves crash upon the shore
Voices singing all together
From Portland down to Pistol River
The silver sea, the setting sun
Down on Highway 101
I watch the waves come rolling in
Can't help wonder where they've been
Can't help but wonder what's in store
A little further down the road
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6. |
Before You Go
03:43
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BEFORE YOU GO
Kate Power
Before you go, I’ve just got one more thing to tell you.
You didn’t know, or maybe you do,
Maybe you do.
When the world way younger
and we were just toughing it out,
Laughing and scouting gold
and Love everlasting!
Life! Rolls in and out with the tide,
Finding the ties that bind us
and bring us together
This way!
It’s like a song, the kind that says it all
and lets me stand there and stall
Instead of saying, “So long”
Oh I will remember you
We nod, “Hello”
and get to know each other just a little bit better,
You pay and go
Then you’re back through the door,
Back on the street
In the weather
and the Life you know
and I watch you go
and wonder
as the world rolls by
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7. |
Liberty
03:37
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Instrumental
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8. |
Travis John (The Return)
04:34
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TRAVIS JOHN
Kate Power
Under a foreign sky,
My fate awaits me
There but for God go I;
Do not forsake me.
I am a boy, full of promise,
Full of freedom
And now the joy is dead and done
I am gone...
Before the western sea,
My home was in the valley.
There with my family
I took to manhood early.
I was the one
My brother called,
My mother looked to me,
Her fine, strong son!
Now the joy is dead and done
I am gone...
Finding my way to go,
The call that I should answer
My country's own hero,
Like music to the dancer.
I am a boy, full of promise,
Full of freedom
Now the joy is dead and done
I am gone...
Under a weeping willow tree
You planted roses.
There in my memory
Where my eternal ghost is.
I was a boy,
Full of promise, full of freedom;
Now the joy
Is dead and done
I am gone...
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9. |
El Belle
02:19
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10. |
Stubborrn
03:22
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STUBBORN
Kate Power
I’m sittin’ by my window, I’m just waiting for you to come ‘round
Don’t need to tell you what to do when my heart begins to pound
I’ve got my soul in the balance, I’m feelin’ out of whack,
I make you go away but I want you back,
The way it was before you took my heart never to come back
I knew it when I met you and I knew it when I knew you when
That if we didn’t get together I might never get to try again
You make me want run like a river of love
Take you in my arms beneath the stars above
Tell you that you took my heart and I don’t want it back
I never knew that love could be what I thought it was
Because it always came out different than what I thought it was because
There was something about me just wasn’t ready
So I rode the road, slow and steady
Till you took my heart and now I can’t get it back
When it comes to true love there’s nothing anybody can do
Because it feels so good inside and there’s nothing here to hide from you.
Now I know I said, “Never again!”
I thought it was over, I thought it was the end
Then you took my heart and I didn’t want it back again
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11. |
Pretty Little Girl
02:26
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Pretty Little Girl
Kate Power
Chorus
Where did you go, my pretty little girl?
I've been up on the mountain, been around the world
You turned my heart, sand into a pearl
Little girl, where did you go?
I was knocking on your door, there way nobody home
I knocked and I knocked my knuckle to the bone
The I went next door, called you on the telephone
Little girl, where did you go?
Back in the beginning I took you for a ride
To the top of the mountain and down the other side
Then my heart stowed away, I took to the tide
Little girl, where did you go?
I was tossing on the ocean, rolling on the sea
Till I landed on the shore of a foreign country
I couldn't speak a word to anybody
Little girl, where did you go?
Don't need a knick-knack, no money, no gold,
No tempest in a teapot or a faery tale told
One sweet little kiss before I'm too old
Little girl, where did you go?
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12. |
Under the Moon
03:50
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UNDER THE MOON
Kate Power
One single bicycle under the moon;
Circling wheels turning home.
Road after road, you'll be getting there soon
With memories full of your roaming!
Here's to another day's ride;
Good road up and down the next hill!
Good neighbors to greet you,
And old friends to meet you
To welcome you in from the ride,
To welcome you in from the ride!
Turn after turn, you can follow the road,
In search of your own heart's desire;
Riding today in your own rodeo,
Then come settle in by the fire.
Chorus
2000 bicycles under the moon
Circling wheels turning home
Road after road, we'll be getting there soon
With memories full of our roaming!
Chorus
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Kate Power & Steve Einhorn Portland, Oregon
Songwriters. Folksingers. Multi-instrumentalists. Artists. Writers. Teachers.
Raconteurs.
“Their music embodies reverence for this complicated, terrible, beautiful world that we live in. Kate's emotive voice rings with compassion and hope; Steve's spot-on guitar leads and wry sense of humor are grounding, organic, the perfect complement. All time stops when they sing together." - Tracy Grammer
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