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Kitchen Waltz
04:40
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KITCHEN WALTZ
Kate Power
Over there, rock and you rock in your chair
There's such a beat to you
I overhear you talk in your sleep to the air
Making dreams come true
Baby, would you like to dance,
Here in the kitchen with me?
Maybe we’ve got a chance
And Love’s sweet harmony
Your hand in mine, turning around and around
Dipping to and fro.
You take your time, crossing the room to the sound
"Is that the way it goes?"
Baby, would you like to dance,
Here in the kitchen with me?
Maybe we’ve got a chance
And Love will let you be
Day is done, sure as the tide turns the sea
In the river's soul
Sure, you're the one, striking electricity
Hear the thunder roll
Baby, would you like to dance,
Here in the kitchen with me?
Maybe we’ve got a chance
And Love will set you free
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2. |
Walkalong
04:48
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WALKALONG
Kate Power ©1995
Walk along home, little children
Hear the bell gong, it's your mother's call
Ringing out loud, mercy singing
As you walk along home
Sing a little song
Come on and let it out loud
Roll it like a river, let it shout
Feel it in your feet
You've started dancing with the ground
Stepping to the music of your walk along sound
Carry it on, said the father to his son
Don't you know you've got to go another round?
When you turn into an end, drop a seed and plant it in
Watch it grow from where you plant it In the ground
When the night falls in the evening
Hear the peepers calling from their midnight ground
Ringing out loud, mercy singing
As you walk along, as you walk along home
Carry it on, said the mother to her daughter
Don't you know you've got to go another round?
As the moon, she pulls the tide, all the love that lies inside
Will tug and grow just like a siren in the sound
Take your little song, child, and sing it
Sing it just as long as the song will go
Sing it like a bird, whose heart to warble
Where words won't go, as you walk along home
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3. |
Hard Times
04:57
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HARD TIMES
Kate Power ©1995
Reading your letter, taking bad news in stride
Looking better than you really feel inside
There in your armor, sweet talking charmer
Hooking you left, hooking you right
You stare at the table, you hear that sweet robin trill
Do what you’re able, do it like you’ve got free will
Will he or won’t he? Do he or don’t he?
Love me or leave me alone
Hard times visit everybody sometime
Such a crime, when the one you love don’t love you.
Thinking it over, you did everything you could
Nothing comes colder than thinking that it could be good
Not good enough baby, one too many maybe’s
Hooking you left, hooking you right
Hard times visit everybody sometime
Such a crime, when the one you love don’t love you.
So, turn on the music, turn your radio up loud
You didn’t choose it but you’re gonna make it anyhow
How about it, baby? No, I don’t mean maybe.
Lean on me once, lean on me twice
Hard times visit everybody sometime
Such a crime, when the one you love don’t love you.
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4. |
If I Found My Love
04:29
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IF I FOUND MY LOVE
Kate Power ©1995
Waiting, waiting, night after night, nothing seems right.
Tossing, turning, I turn out the light, lost in a fright.
Ooh, if Love found me again,
Blue-hearted, broken and bent
True I could be to the end
If I found my love
Maybe I’m crazy but all kinds of sweet memories wash over me
I know, just maybe you’re out there thinking of me,
A kind of sweet misery
Ooh, for the words to explain
You’ve got me going insane
Through this old heart’s windowpane,
You can see my love
Rising, falling, day after day, I go to work and to play
I wander and wonder just what I could say
To try and turn you my way
Ooh, won’t you open your eyes
True love is here in disguise
You couldn’t lose if you tried
To untie my love
Walking, walking, bend after bend in the road working my load
Laughing, crying don’t know which way to go, that one’s still to be told
Ooh, if Love found me again
You’d be my own favorite friend,
True I would be to the end
If I found my love. If I found my love. If I found my love.
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5. |
Merle's Waltz
03:09
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MERLE’S WALTZ
Kate Power
Won't you play that song that makes us fall in love again
I need to hold a hand and let my heart go
It's been a year and ten, since I heard my name that way
Whisper of yesterdays and the sweet night ahead
I don't know what makes a stranger of sweet love and time
But my soul knows the dangers of living out of rhyme
So, won’t you play that song that makes me fall in love again
I need to hold a hand and let my heart go
It's been a year and ten, since I heard my name that way
Whisper of yesterdays and the sweet night ahead
It's so easy to dance to, no need to pretend
That life was made for lovin' one another until the end
So won't you play that song that makes us fall in love again
I need to hold a hand and let my heart go
I need to hold a hand and let my heart go
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6. |
Islander
04:47
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7. |
Nova Scotia
04:21
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NOVA SCOTIA
Kate Power
Never saw a day lovelier
Takes my heart astray to my own true love
He, so far away on over the sea
So far from me
It's out with the tide, we'll haul away, Sully
Bound for Nova Scotia, my sweet love
Is standing by the dockside for me to be greeting
So haul away to my laddie-o
Aye, to hear his voice softly calling
My sails would I hoist, to his land would I go.
Aye, but if he was waiting
Freely would I go (Out with the tide)
Aye, it's been a year since we parted
Woe, how the tears in my breast do arise
Aye, but to know he'd be wanting
Me, there by his side
Standing here, where the ships do meet
For the captain's cheer, a good word for me
"There's a cabin free for the lady;
We sail for the northern sea".
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8. |
Sweet Air
02:33
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9. |
Old Salt
04:03
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10. |
Wild Wind
04:08
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WILD WIND
Kate Power
At the foot of the mountain stands a high, high tree
Its branches reach up to the sky,
While a red-crested bird leaves her nest in the lee
And from the tallest branch she cries...
"Oh wild wind, won't you blow and carry me to my love,
I know not where to go,
I'll spread my wings, on your windy back I'll ride
Oh, old wise wind won't you blow"
On the banks by the bay where the mossy mussels lay
And the castle on the hill meets the sky
There a red-haired girl fetches dinner from the sea
And walking out the jetty rocks, she cries...
On the road by the wood, there a simple cottage lies
Of thatch and painted windows, inviting me to bide.
The old widow man within it, with his pipe and twinkling eyes
While stoking up the embers there, he cries...
Oh, the cattle with the shepherd and the fishes in the deep
They have no cause for sorrow, no love will trouble thee
If I could be a blackbird in the tallest oaken tree
There from its highest branch, i would cry...
"Oh wild wind, won't you blow,
And carry me to my love, / i know not where to go,
I'll spread my wings / on your windy back i'll ride
Oh, old wise wind won't you blow"
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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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Kate Power & Steve Einhorn recommends:
Book of Sparrows EP
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"Travis John" found a new voice on this beautiful EP by Tracy Grammer, written by Kate Power (Grand Prize winner in 2006) to sing a song for peace that makes a difference at Kerrville Folk Festival.
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