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Let Me off the Leash

The One That Got Away

Florida Rain

Other Songs

Florida Rain 1988, 2003

Florida Rain Homestead ** Armadillo Julia's Garden Ferguson's Mill Voice of the River **

Melaleuca A Southern Christmas Carol Averted Vision Escambia ** I'm  a Greyhound ** these songs appear on the 2003 CD, and do not appear on the 1988 cassette. The following songs appear ONLY on the 1988 cassette: "Can't Judge a Book by its Cover", "We Need a Train", "Old Paint"

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Armadillo Song      TOP OF PAGE ©1987 Grant Livingston From the Florida coast to the Texas sun Our kind has roamed since time was begun We've a fearsome legend every one of us knows All about the place where the grass does not grow Now the legend it tells of birds that fly With a roar in their throat and fire in their eye And they fly so fast and they fly so low Down in the place where the grass does not grow Sing o e o Sing o e o e o Sing o e o where the grass does not grow Sing o e o Sing o e o e o It's the graveyard of the armadillo Now one of our kind on that fateful day With his fine long snout and his armor of gray Well his fate was sealed when he chanced to go Down in the place where the grass does not grow His fear increased with the heavy bird's roar In his ancestral memory he'd seen this before And he stood trasfixed by the eyes of flame The last thing he saw was the great bird's name: It was "Volvo" Repeat Chorus: So armadillos all, wherever you may roam Be careful if you stray from your armadillo home And teach your children; every one of them should know Beware of the place where the grass does not grow Repeat Chorus (2 times): TOP OF PAGE

Melaleuca ©1987 Grant Livingston When I was in elementary school we had to learn All the names of the Florida trees; we'd recite them in turn. Now the years have gone by and it's easier to learn their names Because the names of the Florida trees are all the same. (sing 'em with me now) Melaleuca melaleuca melaleuca melaleuca Look-a look-a, what do you see? Nothing but the melaleuca, mela-melaleuca The ubiquitous paper tree! Dr. Gifford brought the melaleuca tree from Austral-i-ay I don't think that he knew that we would live to rue the day. We've got melaleuca multiplying, crowding out the local flora And in every direction that you look you just see more. (More, more, more) Melaleuca melaleuca melaleuca melaleuca Look-a look-a, what do you see? Nothing but the melaleuca, mela-melaleuca The ubiquitous paper tree! You can't cut 'em, you can't burn 'em or drive through 'em in your four by four. Yes, this melaleuca tree is a problem that we can't ignore, But there doesn't seem to be a thing to do except to say, "I wish we could send the melaleuca back to Aust-a-ra-le-i-e-ay!" Melaleuca melaleuca melaleuca melaleuca Look-a look-a, what do you see? Nothing but the melaleuca, mela-melaleuca The ubiquitous paper tree. Melaleuca melaleuca melaleuca melaleuca Look-a look-a, what do you see? Hey, nothing but the melaleuca, mela-melaleuca The ubiquitous paper tree. TOP OF PAGE

 
 

Homestead ©2001 Grant Livingston You start out in the Grove, you take Old Cutler Road Sit back and relax, you got a long way to go to Homestead You know we call Homestead home You know we love Homestead Meet me down on Krome A little do-si-do, a little Mexico A lot of little reasons for living slow in Homestead You know we call Homestead home You know we love Homestead Meet me down on Krome Flagler’s boys needed a place to relax And they found a little piece of heaven by the railroad tracks We got the Fruit and Spice - we got everything nice If you come here once, you’re gonna come back twice to Homestead You know we call Homestead home You know we love Homestead Meet me down on Krome Ahh, the air is sweet - the reason is clear We got Knaus Berry Farm and Robert is Here in Homestead You know we call Homestead home You know we love Homestead Meet me down on Krome We got the Everglades, we got Biscayne Bay We don’t need no airport, no way - not in Homestead You know we call Homestead home You know we love Homestead Meet me down on Krome Flagler’s boys needed a place to relax And they found a little piece of heaven by the railroad tracks (They were building at the time) We survived the trains and the hurricanes Living life at the edge of the Glades And we still don’t put a hyphen in Miami-Dade! So if you happen to be on your way to the Keys Come on down and see us please, in Homestead You know we call Homestead home You know we love Homestead Meet me down on Krome If you happen to be on your way to the Keys Come on down and see us please, in Homestead You know we call Homestead home You know we love Homestead Meet me down on Krome (That’s Krome with a “K”) You know we love Homestead Meet me down on Krome (That’s Krome with two lanes) You know we love Homestead Meet me down on Krome TOP OF PAGE

Florida Rain © 1987 Grant Livingston Now, come right in and have a chair - sit right down Because I don't think you're going to go anywhere - you just might drown So let's just me and you sit and listen to the sound on the window pane Ooh, of the Florida Rain Now, Into every life must fall a little rain they say And every cloud's got a silver lining, but me, I love the grey And after days and days of sunny skies, like a song without a refrain Ooh, I miss the Florida Rain That old umbrella won't do you any good Against the Florida Rain You know this is no night for going out on the town Why don't you come right in and stay And watch the rain come down Do do do do do, do do do do Do do do do do, do do do do I went on vacation not so long ago Sixteen days and seventeen nations was quite a show Through all the starry, starry Paris nights and the kisses along the Seine Ooh, I missed the Florida Rain Now, into every life must fall a little rain, they say And every cloud's got a silver lining, but me, I love the grey And after days and days of sunny skies like a song without a refrain Ooh, I miss the Florida Rain So come right in and have a chair - sit right down Because I don't think you're going to go anywhere - you just might drown So let's just me and you sit and listen to - the sound on the window pane Ooh, of the Florida Rain Ooh, of the Florida Rain TOP OF PAGE

Voice of the River © 1998 Grant Livingston & Lenny Cravens Nighttime in the Everglades The frogs and gators croak They serenade the sawgrass plains They echo through the oaks But everything gets quiet As the sun begins to rise It looks like eighty years ago Through Marjory's eyes Chorus: And the voice of the river is silent  Sawgrass makes no sound  Black water flows through the cypress  The voice of the river is silent now Daylight in the Everglades The sawgrass gold and brown The egrets rise and fly away The sunlight beating down I hear the voice of Marjory In that old floppy hat The Voice of the River The River of Grass Repeat Chorus

Bridge: Her love for the Glades it ran deeper   Than the water that flows through this grass   And I thought she would be here forever   Though a hundred eight years had gone past Sunset on the Everglades Is orange, pink, and gray Blue heron finds a tree to roost To end another day And shadows fall on sawgrass The grass, it does not speak But if it knew a single word It would sing "Marjory" Repeat Chorus: TOP OF PAGE