Name: Lone Star
Duration: 4 min 9 s
Channel: Julianna Waters

Lone Star

Julianna Waters

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Julianna Waters

I'm a singer-songwriter, so, for the most part I peddle my songs alone. When I do play with others, I most often play with my husband, Barry Crannell. We call ourselves Heart and Hammer.

Song Info

Genre

Acoustic • Acoustic General

Charts

Peak #394

Peak in subgenre #111

Author

Julianna Waters

Rights

2001, ASCAP

Uploaded

February 05, 2009

Track Files

MP3

MP3 3.8 MB • 128 kbps • 4:09

Story behind the song

Barry and I were in traveling in Texas and I kept seeing my father in the men that I met there. One morning while Barry was showering, I wrote this song and had a good cry.

Lyrics

Lone Star © 2002 Julianna Waters

This is the land of my father, where the oil fields stretch for hours
And the cotton rows lay out for  miles and miles
And the drawl is not lazy
But it swims beneath the language
Like the thirsty roots of lilies in a pond.
	The leather belts all tooled and carved with buckles of lone stars
	And the worn and dusty toes of aging boots
Are like the ones that held my father’s footsteps
Through my years of childhood
And the greatest grandest canyon on them all.

I can see my father walking, like a mirror in the gentlemen
That grace and bless this land that he called home
And it is not until this moment
That I recognized a culture
That helped define my father to the bone
	A southern Texas man he was, entitled in a way
	That only other Texans understand
And perhaps born of the empty space
Between each little town and place
Was the greatest grandest canyon of them all.

		I am a lone star, a northern girl
		And I have traveled far
		To find my father’s little corner of the world.

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I am a lone star, a northern girl
		And I have traveled far
		To find my father’s little corner of the world.

This is the land of my father, where the oil fields stretch for hours
And the cotton rows lay out for miles and miles
And perhaps born of the empty space
Between each little town and place
Was the greatest grandest canyon of them all.

And perhaps born of the empty space
Between each little town and place
Was the deepest canyon of them all.

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Comments 1

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Yrral Mallik AKA Larry Gordon Killam (SOCAN)

Feb 01, 2009

Just letting you know this is the same song as The Bed That I Have Made.Beautiful vocals.~ (;Yrral Mallik;)