Tribute Song
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My father wrote a beautiful tribute song to Gordon Lightfoot, called "Lightfootin' It"; some of you may have heard him play it. Would anyone like to record it with him, with the goal of somehow getting it to Gordon Lightfoot? We live in the Toronto area. He would enquire himself, but he currently has no access to this forum. April |
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sounds quite familiar April...who is your dad? I'm drawing a blank!
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Good work in finding this RM. It was something I remembered hearing also, the Lightfootin.
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ah yes - I remember now..I think Ray did this at a jam session at the Delta a few years ago too. And there may be a picture of him playing it..
If I do all the work/searches then you guys will never learn to do it on your own.. ;) Ron gets an A+ ... the + is for initiative to research things on his own! ;) |
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haven't seem him post in some time and not sure if the yahoo group is still active...what part of the GTA? the lyrics to his fine tune are in this thread (plus other tribute song lyrics and links) ...maybe there should be a link off the home page to GL tribute lyrics, etc...i'm not sure why there is a direct link to the Live8 but might as well turn it into a full multimedia links section so newbies (and oldbies) don't have to search http://www.corfid.com/vbb/showthread...191#post134191 LIGHTFOOTIN'--Ray Murray Now here's to you, you ol' son-of-a-gun You taught me how to play when I was so young From the Early Morning Rain, to Sundown's last refrain I played all night long with ol' Lightfoot So I bought your records, and I bought your books I put the records on and I opened up them books I turned the turn-table on when I wrapped my guitar around me and I played along Chorus: So don't leave me here to play for myselve I really get bored just doin' that stuff Come'on Gord, You Are What I Am I'm Alberta Bound on a Summer Breeze Daylight Katy humming in my ear Hope to play this for you next year 2nd Verse So here's to thirty-odd years playing with you Here's to All The Lovely Ladies you taught too Here's to Somewhere USA, Just Looking At The Rain Don't for get Cotton Jenny on your way back home Repeat Chorus:[/quote] although the Cormier and Finnan tribute lyrics are in that thread, Ray mentions the Guess Who tribute....lyrics are here: ________________________________________ (Bachman/Cummings/Matheson) Sidemen come out first John Stockfish base guitar Looks at the world through the eyes of Nashville, The Riverboat and Charlie McCoy He's just a boy The lead guitarist Red Shea who's really come a long, long way since rythym rocker jingle jangle And go Red! And Lightfoot Edwardian, suddenly striped His hair blondish and poetic He is less than vinyl perfect His foot is a precise anchor for the husk and vibrance of his voice He is the image of Alberta The side street near Chicago The grim beauty of Toronto He is an artist He is an artist He is an artist painting sistine masterpieces of pine and fur and backwoods Still echos long ago the winter night of black july and then the outcome Of an early cleveland rainfall I sit softly among the rest waiting there for him to paint his pictures And as the go-go girl went round and our heads were in a spin I thought about The Crossroads, In the Early Morning Rain and Rosanna I'm not saying that I'm sory I'm just telling you this story And when Lightfoot's magic calls You can write it on your walls 'Cause that's what walls are for He is an artist. ________________________________________ and another by tswish63: TUNESMITH Like th' blacksmith fashions iron, like th' woodright carves the oak, Like a painter mixing colors, giving life with stroke; A singer for the ages, a teller of th' times, A tunesmith crafting melodies with rhythms and with rhymes. There's wanderlust an' love that's lost, there's many tales to tell, He makes his living spinning yarns and few have done as well; From trains out of Ontario to ships out on th' sea, With wilderness scenarios an' tales of tragedy. So all th' lovely ladies and ye drifters come on in, Settle back an' lend an ear, th' minstrel will begin; When all the sound is set just right, an' every string is tuned, He'll strum a chord an' cast a spell and then he owns th' room. So listen as he sings about the sun that's goin' down, Wondrin' if his love is bein' true or creepin' 'round; Ridin' down that hi'way in a carefree state of mind, Out in Arizona, leave your troubles all behind; Then it's early in th' morning and th' rain is all you see, An' anyplace but where you are is where you wanna be; The lamp's burnin' on the table as the snow begins to fall, It sounds better than a thunderstorm in Cleveland after all; He bleeds maple syrup, he's a true son of th' North, Here's to the man, here's to the songs for everything they're worth; An inspiration to us all, Orillia's favorite son, A gentle, simple troubador when all is said an' done; A true, blue-blooded troubador when all is said an' done. ________________________________________ ...and KHester did a nice poem also and gave it to him: Ode To Gordon If you could read our minds What a tale your fans could tell All about your music And why we choose it. We’d listen in a castle dark or a fortress strong But usually at home or in the car it’s your music we take along From our second cup of coffee Driving through the early morning rain Or in a ship, train or plane As the evening shadows signal the approaching sundown We know that we’re homeward and not Alberta bound Looking forward with delight To putting on a CD and listening to you on a cold winter’s night And what did we get for loving you? Music that brought a tear to our eyes and a smile to our lips Music that touched our hearts and stirred our souls Music that has brought us so much pleasure as we listen measure by measure, It has given us a lifetime of memories to treasure Kevin D. Hester ________________________________________ JP CORMIER The Poet I remember the lonely poet that slipped in through my door. His shadow lean and hungry lying on my parlor floor. The world lay in shades of gray upon his pencil tip And I rushed to catch the truth that was falling from his lips. Well I don't know how he got there, when he came, he came alone. Stealing through the dusty cracks of my brother's gramophone. Sailing through the bitter green on rails made of steel. He made a young boy's dreams of flying seem that they were real. And he spoke to me in pictures I clearly understood. I'd have to face my story, be it bad or good. And though I never wore his clothes, I've tried to fill his shoes, 'Cause he made me want to be a poet too. Well he spoke of love and soldiers and the reasons why we lose. The things that bring us happiness are things that we must choose. He left the answers lying in the early morning rain, And the likes of that young stranger will not be seen again. Now I'm a lonely poet just like he was before. My shadow's lean and hungry lying on the parlor floor. And I wonder if he knows the seed his wisdom left behind, Growing like a flower in the shadows of my mind. ________________________________________ AENGUS FINNAN Lightfoot On the road that lies before us, from sea to shining sea There’s a voice in the distance that beckons “follow me” And it’s there within the forest, and beneath the silver moon And it whistles in the wires with the memory of a tune Well you tread this country Lightfoot, and you took a mighty stand When you saw in her a beauty and you held her rugged hand From her shield and her shoreline, you gathered in rhyme Tender words that told her story, they linger yet in time Ever will this land remember Ever will your name be strong Ever will the true north ring With the glory of your song Through the wide and rolling prairies, to the lights of Massey Hall You sang about a people, dreamers one and all And you climbed the highest mountains, felt the early morning rain You traveled to the southland, but came back home again Ever will this land remember Ever will your name be strong Ever will the true north ring With the glory of your song Long gone, the Riverboat and Yorkville Days Long gone, the lines the navies laid Long gone, lovers and the carefree highway Still here are the tracks you made Ever will this land remember Ever will your name be strong Ever will the true north ring With the glory of your song Ever will Canada Sing the glory of your song ________________________________________ ED MULLEN “it began as a poem I did while musing about Gordon Lightfoot's 60th birthday in 1998” http://edmullen.net/mp3/Ed_Mullen-Ma..._-_Courses.mp3 CATHY COWETTE http://cathycowette.com/rams/10-Toronto-In-May-clip.ram WAYNE FRANCIS http://www.lightfoot.ca/t2track.htm so that makes about half a dozen tributes, well done authors:) |
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and here is the Wayne Francis Tribute (the first I had heard since the Guess Who's)
Weaver of the Moonlight In he strolls with his whiskered chin, he's out of another time His old guitar looks battered and well used But the strings still have a ring to them, as they dance to every rhyme And capture every ear that is tuned in to someone's mind The table that he sits before's like any stage I've seen There sits his hat and weathered gear And there is no one around this room who'd trade away tonight As they listen to the stories about everywhere he's been His foot taps on the floor below and his fingers find the notes His face lights up when something moves his heart And he sings of many legends, from old minstrels he does quote And I can't believe the reverance that greets each new tale he starts He seems the surest remedy for when you're feeling down Uplifted by the honesty you see And by the words he brings to you, you'll find your way around He's been the fool and wise man and yet through it all he's free So stranger tell us secrets that are locked behind your eyes Though some are painful thoughts you must recall And tell us of the world you've known, in sunshine or disguise The transparency of fortunes and how little love it buys Oh weaver of the moonlight, is it true your magic ends With the first dim rays that beckon morning light And is it true you'll travel far with just your songs to lend To anyone who feels the need to smile or call you friend In he strolls with his whiskered chin, he's out of another time His old guitar looks battered and well used But the strings still have a ring to them, as they dance to every rhyme And capture every ear that is tuned in to someone's mind |
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And probably more to come ? |
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Wow, that's impressive team work... Yes, Ray Murray is my father, and that is his song. He is looking for other musicians in the Toronto area who are willing to record his song with us. He lives in the Yonge/St. Clair area.
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I guess I get an "A" for persistant effort, eh Char?....lol About the Lightfootin' tribute song, my daughter April is adament that I make a pitch to The Lightheads to re-record the song and hopefully present it to our man on his next return to Massey Hall here in Toronto. She and I know it's probably just a pipe dream, but wherever I play the song at the Open Jams, I get very inspiring solo-breaks in response from musicians who like the song. So, in short, I'd like to record Lightfootin' with The Lightheads as The Lightheads. Good too be back, Ray |
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Hi ya'l, I'm back on board. I wrote what my intentions were regarding my daughter, April's post, but I doubt anyone would notice that it was there as it was at the bottom of the thread. I hope this reply will bring it to list members attention to scroll down and read what I wrote, as I'm too tired to write it all over again.
Lightfootin' on the move, Ray |
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[About the Lightfootin' tribute song, my daughter April is adament that I make a pitch to The Lightheads to re-record the song and hopefully present it to our man on his next return to Massey Hall here in Toronto.]
Hey Ray, I hope you can re-record the song & be able to present it to Mr. Gordon Lightfoot... :) I like to type that name ! lol |
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I hear ya, Jesse.....just typing those letters is an inspiration in it's self.
I'm wayout in left field, just Lightfootin' around CyberSpace tonight :) Check into http:www.myspace.com/okom You'll find a Lightfootin' video there and an Eddy Lives video as well Ray |
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"On the road that lies before us, from east to western sea" (rather than "On the road that lies before us, from sea to shining sea"). My favourite tribute songs about Lightfoot (in order) are: 1. "Gordon" (2013) by Don Coleman: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FxuprrQACZk 2. "Lightfoot" (1968) by The Guess Who: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mnfgQiDcbvk 3. "Lightfoot" (2003) by Aengus Finnan: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EpP7ccaM_rc 4. "The Poet" (2005) by J.P. Cormier (I couldn't find a link, but the track is available on J.P. Cormier's terrific album "The Long River, A Personal Tribute" to Gordon Lightfoot") I'm curious to know whether others have a favourite tribute song about Lightfoot. |
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I favour the one by Aengus.
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