Cover Friday

[LandPro]

Jamey wrote it(with 2 others), but c'mon, who is best known for it on the radio?

True that, just trying to keep it strait for the kids

 

[DouglasR]

 

[LandPro]

I had to ask Harley, did not know what he meant by cover.

Thank you Harley for posting Dolly;s tune "I will always love you" sang by Whitney, and better IMHO

Another one that was sang by several was Kris's tune "Me and Bobby Magee"----First by Roger Miller and then everyone. I liked Janis Joplin's rendition , but this tune was sung by so many, from the Grateful Dead to John Cash

Landpro, thank you for posting Gram Parsons. As some know we use to go see him and Emmylou, Browne, Linda, etc at the Troubadour --great times

I can't hunt anymore but I can still listen to music, AND remember

I bet you've got some great memories of watching those legends perform at the troubadour!

 

[Brittany Chukarman]

Bears repeating

 

[Tradewind]

Try it with these lyrics I wrote a few years ago..

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Through the Sage

(to the tune of Turn the Page- Bob Seger)



On the high lonesome mountain, west of the divide,

There’s a few basins back there, about a half day’s ride.

You think about bucks you saw and blown stalks the day before

After scouting for eternity, checking country that is new,

Topo maps and GPS, Forest Rangers too.

You’re on the trail before daylight, you will hunt til day is through.



Here I am, on the ridge again, there I am, glassing the sage.

Here I go stalking the buck again

There he goes, through the sage.



Well you glass the distant hillside, lookin’ for bucks or does

You know they’re out there, as you shiver from the cold

You don’t let it bother you, cause that’s the way it goes.

Some times you see ‘em first at least you hope you can

Glassing basins, ridges and fingers with the lay of the land

No matter how your eyes ache, it’s better than a treestand.



Here I am , spot and stalk again. There I am out of my cage.

Here I go . Fifty yards again.

There he goes, busted in the sage



When you find him in your spotting scope, a couple miles away

You hustle through the coulees, gotta get to him today.

As the sweat pours out your body while crawling into range

Later in the evening, as you are rolling out your bed

With visions of a Booner running through your head.

You build your last campfire, remembering what you said



Here I am, packing out a buck again. There I am, smelling of sage.

Here I go. Full pack again

There I go. Coming of age



Here I am, on the ridge again. There I am glassing the sage

Here I go, down the trail again..

There I go, there I go.

Nicely done. Might be my new theme song on the hunt

 

[fishing4sanity]

 

[Tradewind]

Lotta food fighting going on...

 

[elkduds]

 

[mtmiller]

 

[Zach]

Had to give this thread a bump too

 

[geetar]