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The Fireside Season

by Rance Garrison

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Spies 03:53
You’ve seen nothing yet and I place my bet We won’t make it through this cigarette So worry and fret with the folks you’ve met And tell them what I told you before you forget Well the walls are thin and I know where you’ve been I’ve got spies camped in the Ramada Inn So don’t when you’ll call your next of kin And just remember that I never forgave your sins And I’m always lookin’ for a way out Always lookin’ for a way out Always lookin’ for a way out Always lookin’ I got the carry on we agreed upon I got heat packed and ready to be drawn And I will be gone at the break of dawn I’m a man whose word you can count on And I’m always lookin’ for a way out Always lookin’ for a way out Always lookin’ for a way out Always lookin’ for a way out Always lookin’ And I never meant to hurt you, darlin’ I never meant to draw those tears And I never meant to hurt you, darlin’ I never meant to draw those tears And I never meant to hurt you, darlin’ I never meant to draw those tears So dry your eyes and don’t ask why Don’t worry, babe, you ain’t been shanghai’d We gotta get by and we like to get high And everything I said before it still applies And I’m always lookin’ for a way out Always lookin’ for a way out Always lookin’ for a way out Always lookin’ for a way out Always lookin’
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Dirge 09:50
The medicine man came down from Detroit In a gray and white Dodge van And I said “Hey ma go fetch LeRoy” Then I firmly shook his hand And the curtains swayed when the wind blew through An old book fell from the shelf And you began at once to come unglued Then you picked up the rest that were left And the doctors danced underneath the moon The gods looked down and they laughed While they yelled last call at the old saloon And the painter studied his craft And the lights went up in a mighty sight I saw the future and the past But the screen went dark after the fight You said, “please kiss me fast” And I never knew why I’d procrastinate And I never knew why I was lost And I’m too fucked up to punctuate I’ll show you who’s the boss Times are hard on everyone Nobody got money to spend I’m taking my shit back to Pennington I’m tired of not seeing my friends And it’s so goddamn cold I can’t keep warm It’s so goddamn hot lets fry Some sunny up eggs with dry wheat toast On the concrete sidewalk outside I got these smokes I bought up here At the Fasmart by the Burger King And I got three bucks and some old dirty jokes I’ll trade you for that box spring Don’t tell Frank Bailey down at Caldwell’s Church Of the Mighty Nazarene That all that learnin’ just wasn’t worth Me losing my soul to Hades And I’m taking time off around the fourth And I’m just gonna sit here at home But don’t you tell Aunt Reba or Preacher George They don’t like me being all alone Look out boys it’s getting late I hear the sirens nearby And I’m too damn nervous to speculate On the state of your vinegar flies The far fetch stories you used to tell Shame on you, damn your eyes You’re no good you can go to hell And stay there til Heaven dies.
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The Heretic 04:31
The heretic stands with his book in his hands Full of prayers he wrote in the morning And he gathers his flock who glance at the clock The alarm bells sound out their warnings And he calls to them all as he shouts at the wall And they shuffle their feet as they listen Hymns rise to the air and those who gather there Remember the fallen and missing Daylight descends as we open our eyes again Daylight descends As we tell all our stories and look for the glories Of God in his heaven above We march lock step in tow here on earth below And take part in this labor of love And take part in this labor of love And take part in this labor of love And take part in this labor of love The heretic walks with a swagger and talks Of things both seen and unseen And he looks to the stars as he wonders how far Is the next sentient being And he lies on the grass as the clouds above pass And he questions the fate of his soul Then he cries for a while but then his soft smile Reminds him he’s not in control And twilight descends as we all close our eyes again Twilight descends As we chase away shadows that peer in our windows And make us feel scared and alone As we dig deep within ‘neath the animal skin And drop the weight of the stone And drop the weight of the stone And drop the weight of the stone And drop the weight of the stone.
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Die Laughing 06:20
Help me wash my hands of this gnawing fear of death Purify my dirty soul and ease my ragged breath Every day is like a hurricane and I’m barely holding on Sometimes it feels like counting down til the moment I am gone When I die, oh Lord, let me die laughing When I die, oh Lord, let me die singing When I die, oh Lord, let me die dancing When I die, oh Lord, you gotta tell me that you’ll Let me die laughing, Lord, now Let me die laughing Trouble in heart, trouble in mind that I just can’t ignore Tell me that you’ll let me in if I can find a door And if a door for my poor spirit can’t be found Then give me wings to fly to that land where I am bound When I die, oh Lord, let me die laughing When I die, oh Lord, let me die singing When I die, oh Lord, let me die dancing When I die, oh Lord, you gotta tell me that you’ll Let me die laughing, Lord, now Let me die laughing When I die, oh Lord, let me die laughing When I die, oh Lord, let me die singing When I die, oh Lord, let me die dancing When I die, oh Lord, you gotta tell me that you’ll Let me die laughing, Lord, now Let me die laughing Give me that old time religion, give me Buddha ‘neath his tree Give me Peter, Paul, and Mary Christ on Calvary And now I lay me down to sleep and now I close my eyes But if I do not wake again be with me when I die.
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Heartbeats 06:26
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In Heaven 02:25
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released January 17, 2015

Written and produced by Rance Garrison.


Rance Garrison: synths, piano, banjo, guitars, bass, percussion, and vocals
Kristina Garrison: backing vocals on "Courage to Be"

With various samples taken from Paul Tillich, Brother Claude Ely, and various found recordings.

The cover photo is of the Great Stone Face, a natural stone structure outside the tiny town of Pennington Gap, Virginia, which is located in the Appalachian Mountain region of the state. Pennington Gap is the hometown of the artist.

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Rance Garrison Norton, Virginia

Rance Garrison is a singer-songwriter and music producer from the Appalachian region of Virginia. He has released several albums of original music including 2017’s Deplorables and 2015’s The Fireside Season which Whurk! Magazine called, “Virginia’s most secret weapon: a moonshine-swilling, snake-handling, junk-shooting, redemption-seeking opus.” ... more

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