Delta Blue

(by K. Brown)




Capo 2nd fret

C
There ain't no sky bluer
G
than a Carolina sky
Am                                 Am/G
on a hot day in summer
F
in the month of July

C
And there ain't no boy greener
G
than a boy on his own
Am                                               Am/G
on those hard worn down footprints
F
thats a long way from home

G
And they make you a man
Am                               Am/G
just as hard as can be
F
in the hot July sun
Dsus
in that low country

G
And the Delta Blue is truer
Am                          Am/G  
than any blue can be

F
And no heart could be finer
Dsus
than the ones in Carolina
G
in the mornin'

F
And there ain't no sky bluer
D
than a Carolina sky
C
in the mornin'

There ain't no grass geener
than the green grass of home
when it's 110 there in the shade
and you're a long way from home

Couldn't be nobody bluer
than a boy could be
in a hard scrabble backward place
way over the sea

And they made you a man
just as hard as the stone
of that hot worn down land
been left on it's own

But the delta Blue is truer
than a blue can be

And there ain't no hearts finer
than the ones from Carolina
in the mornin'

And there ain't no blue truer
than the Red, White and Blue
in the mornin'

You do the work you have to do
do the best you can
take it on your shoulders'
it's the measure of a man

God I never asked for much
but if you'd take the time to see
I'd sweart I'd be a better man
if you'd bring him back to me

And they made him a man
just as hard as can be
in the hot July sun
in that low country

And the Delta Blue is truer
than any blue can be

And no heart could be finer
than the ones in Carolina
in the mornin'

And there ain't no sky bluer
than a Carolina sky
in the mornin

Aurora Borealis Song

(by K Brown)

In the North
where the creeks and the air runs cold
and the waters divide
from the glaciers of old

I breathed so deep
til my lungs were raw
Where the mighty trees 
outlived the saw

It was there in midst
of the cedar stands
and wild and free
Canadien winds
There was a time
in a young mans life
when I had hoped
that we'd start a life

but leaves fall down
and cover stone
and the Huron waters
just roll on

In the Mackinac
wild and free
the ghosts in the trees
there howl at me
the haunted leaves
and hunter wind
as it was in the beginning
blows no end

and leaves fall down
and cover stone
and the Huron waters
just roll on

I am old now
my mind it strays
to where the Aurora Borealis
fades
Stars there swim
the deep night sea
the ghosts living there
won't let me be

I am old now
my heart still beats
where the Aurora Borealis
meets
the stars there swim
the deep night sea
I see the ghosts there
they won't let me be

(for reference: PERRO Sessions, or E-A-Cm-B )