Best Loved Poems Of The American People

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All Songs Written By: Bo Elledge & Dusty Nichols
Engineering By: Dusty Nichols
Mixing By: Andrew Lappin
Mastering By: Ryan Schwabe


Bo Elledge: Lead Vocals, Guitar, Mandolin, Auxiliary Percussion
Dusty Nichols: Vocals, Lead Guitar, Bass, Organ, Keys, Mandolin, Banjo, Auxiliary Percussion
John Wayne Harris: Drums
Adam Woolley: Bass
Jacob Green: Drums
Matt Herron: Violin
Bobby Griffith: Trumpet, Vocals
Sheena Dhamsania: Bassoon, Vocals
Leif Routman: Upright Bass
Madelaine Germain: Keys
Mimi Smith: Violin
Kathy Melander: Viola
Winston Smith: Cello
Wyatt Lowe: Lapsteel Guitar
Blake Cash: Whistle

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released September 17, 2015

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Canyon Kids Jackson, Wyoming

Canyon Kids is a musical collaboration project in Jackson Hole, WY. The core musicians are Bo Elledge, Dusty Nichols, John Wayne Harris Jr., Adam Woolley, Matt Herron, & Sheena Dhamsania. www.canyonkidsmusic.com

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Track Name: Neverland
We, we are the blessed
The over educated outdoor enthusiasts
So come the offer extendeds
Settle down and make a home with all your friends

We could light fires every night
Find a decent canyon nearby to go fly a kite
No need to give it up
Such a wonderful place to become stuck
In neverland like quicksand

We all have places to be
But not before we get in a few years of ecstasy
So forget your closet dwelling
Head out west for something more compelling

We could have a picnic by the lake
I'll drink a box of wine and feed ya cheese and grapes
No need to give it up
Such a wonderful place to become stuck
In neverland like quicksand
Track Name: Valley of the Snake
had an old Chevrolet
had a cowboy on her plate
she took me places
i'd never been
up in the mountain range
down through the golden grain
across the desert plain
though the violet sage
then I lost her out there
wild wonderful nowhere
but its somewhere
its my somewhere
in the valley of the snake
we dream all day
we pray to the mother
we are one with each other

~Bo Elledge
Track Name: Out Where The West Begins
Out where the sun is a little brighter,
Where the snows that fall are a trifle whiter,
Where the bonds of home are a wee bit tighter,
That's where the West begins.
Out where the skies are a trifle bluer,
Out where the friendship's a little truer,
That's where the West begins;
Out where a fresher breeze is blowing,
Where there's laughter in every streamlet flowing,
Where there's more of reaping and less of sowing,
That's where the West begins.
Out where the world is in the making,
Where fewer hearts in despair are aching,
That's where the West begins.
Where there's more of singing and less of sighing,
Where there's more of giving and less of buying,
Where a man makes a friend without half trying,
That's where the West begins.

-Arthur Chapman
Track Name: Osprey Eyes
we fly around
up and down
the canyon
we move with the wind
round the winding river bend
we sound our song
high above the roaring waves
we move with the wind
round the winding river bend

casting our shadows
our nets in the shallows
our yellow eyes are sharp and narrow
we flap our feathers
never say never
our kind are kind of clever
we move with the wind
round the winding river bend
Track Name: It Couldn't Be Done
"It Couldn't Be Done" - Edgar Albert Guest

Somebody said that it couldn’t be done
But he with a chuckle replied
That “maybe it couldn’t,” but he would be one
Who wouldn’t say so till he’d tried.
So he buckled right in with the trace of a grin
On his face. If he worried he hid it.
He started to sing as he tackled the thing
That couldn’t be done, and he did it!

Somebody scoffed: “Oh, you’ll never do that;
At least no one ever has done it;”
But he took off his coat and he took off his hat
And the first thing we knew he’d begun it.
With a lift of his chin and a bit of a grin,
Without any doubting or quiddit,
He started to sing as he tackled the thing
That couldn’t be done, and he did it.

There are thousands to tell you it cannot be done,
There are thousands to prophesy failure,
There are thousands to point out to you one by one,
The dangers that wait to assail you.
But just buckle in with a bit of a grin,
Just take off your coat and go to it;
Just start in to sing as you tackle the thing
That “cannot be done,” and you’ll do it.
Track Name: Don't Quit
When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,

And many a failure turns about,
When he might have won had he stuck it out;
Don't give up though the pace seems slow--
You may succeed with another blow.
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest, if you must, but don't you quit.

Often the struggler has given up,
When he might have captured the victor's cup,
And he learned too late when the night slipped down,
How close he was to the golden crown.
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest, if you must, but don't you quit.

And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far,
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit--
It's when things seem worst that you must not quit.
Track Name: Midsummer
"MIDSUMMER"

You loved me for a little,
You couldn't love me for long;
You gave me wings of gladness
And lent my spirit song.

You loved me for an hour
But only with your eyes;
Your lips I could not capture
By storm or by surprise.

Your mouth that I remember
With a rush of sudden pain
as one remembers starlight
Or roses after rain. . .

Out of a world of laughter
Suddenly I'm sad. . .
Day and night it haunts me,
The kiss I never had.

-Sydney King Russell
Track Name: All Paths Lead To You
"All Paths Lead to You" - Blanche Shoemaker Wagstaff

All paths lead to you
Where e'er I stray,
you are the evening star
At the end of the day.

All paths lead to you
Hill-top or low,
you are the white birch
In the sun's [orange] glow.

All paths lead to you
Where e'er I stray,
you are the evening star
At the end of the day.

All paths lead to you
Where e'er I roam
You are the [love] song
Calling me home!