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One Virginia Night

by Andrew McKnight & Beyond Borders

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Words & music A. McKnight, 1999©Catalooch Music, BMI A cappella Chorus How high is this mountain, that I've fallen down how far have I tumbled to be here how long must I climb, to see sweet sun again out of this valley of despair Instrumental intro Instrumental verse Chorus Verse 1 How heavy is the cross, that I'm bound to bear, how long an uphill march lies ahead, how will I keep my heart, from turning to stone lift my face to the light instead Chorus Verse 2 How far must I roam, to find the Promised Land, how many miles more to Calvary how many lonesome nights, til I find my star set my course straight and true again Chorus Outro
Words & music A. McKnight, ©1997 Catalooch Music, BMI Verse 1 Remember us punks racing, down where Rte. 5 curls, days in our V8s, and nights with the carhop girls I never noticed it going so fast, never saw it coming apart now instead of working the family fields, the kids stock shelves at Wal-Mart Chorus The world passed right by like we disappeared, on their way to someplace far from here left strip malls on the bypass, reminders we once had dreams if it looks like Progress well, that’s just the way that it seems Verse 2 Now those kids growing up, on their cul-de-sac they’ll never walk, hand-in-hand down that old railroad track they leave their innocence behind, big trucks parked where new condos are growing they’ll make love when they’re lucky, and babies the rest of the time Chorus Verse 3 Downtown brick facades, they wear the old timers pain, and the rain runs red, from the building boom along the 4-lane, those concrete and neon monuments, replaced pride in this old town with storefronts staring vacantly, just like they know Chorus if it smells like progress, well, that’s just the smoke of our dreams
Safe Home (free) 03:44
Words & music A. McKnight, ©2007 Catalooch Music, BMI Verse 1 In the shadow of this dark mountain, where the sun but rarely shines blessings fair, are hard to come by, in the cold black damp Kentucky mines For there ain't nothing to hold our young ones, since this mountain's heart ran out of gold there's no future here in this holler, so we wave when they leave down that road Chorus But the same moon shines wherever you are So I'll listen when the night wind starts to moan I'll light a candle when darkness falls and pray til you're safe home Verse 2 Mountain boys they love their country, and they never shy from a fight but it's so hard, to let our daughters, answer the call to glory's light For every mother hopes her children, will someday have more than she’s known, but in these hard hills, hope is precious, and a better life is a gambler's throw Chorus Verse 3 My only daughter gave her body, when duty called, to desert sands now the bloodroot and dogwood blossoms, can't hide the work of war's evil hands Chorus But the same moon shines wherever you are So I'll listen when the night wind starts to moan I'll light a candle when darkness falls and pretend, that you're safe home Chorus
Words & music to "Big Sky Town" by A. McKnight, 1996© Catalooch Music, BMI Verse 1 A prairie wind, rolling thunderheads, 80 miles of horizon straight from some damn book I read, Dakota fields, blend to Montana skies, and this ribbon of asphalt stretching endless before my eyes Chorus Making no exception to the rule that I have followed here nothing but the sun to guide my way there hope I find some gold behind, this rainbow that I’m chasing down, it’s where I’m bound, it’s where I’m bound, it’s where I’m bound, to this big sky town Verse 2 I’m hearing laughter, from ghosts of horse thieves and golddiggers ringing in my ears, echoed 150 years I’m moving forward, pushed or pulled well I don’t know am I soaring like the hawk, or steady like the crow Chorus Break Chorus
Made by Hand 05:22
Words and music 2009© A. McKnight (Catalooch Music, BMI), Chance McCoy and Les Thompson (ASCAP) Verse 1 Granddad was a union man, worked deep beneath the ground said a prayer in the morning, and again to see the sun go down day from night by lantern light, to earn enough to eat by Saturday moon on the mountainside, the fiddle moved their feet Verse 2 Went in the mines at fourteen, took a wife at twenty one raised five kids in the holler, like his daddy done the company cut costs and corners, everywhere it could still every Sunday they gave thanks, that they had it good Chorus I know that times are changing, they say progress is good but do we honor honest work, like my granddaddy would the eagle soaring high, would he recognize this land built upon the sturdy backs, of those who made by hand Verse 3 my daddy left these mountains for the mills of Ohio rolled the steel that won the war, far away from home back in grandad's holler, big timber stripped the land laid railroad tracks that can't bring back, the lives they'd made by hand Chorus Instrumental Verse 4 I long for West Virginia, her hard blue rolling hills memories of childhood, I hear those echoes still our family stories vanished, no trace I could find they even tore the mountain down, where Grandad used to mine Chorus
Words and music A. McKnight, 2007© Catalooch Music, BMI Verse 1 An old man mowing grass on a levee drenched in sweat in the noonday sun his back seat stacked with stuff he's picked up his beat-up car barely runs Got a million miles worn upon his face but smiles as he walks my way lights a half smoked cigarette as he sits down, before I can leave he turns to say Chorus Gotta haul all you need from the river build your temple up from the floor be grateful for every gift you get and find something worth standing for Verse 2 I've been down in the shadows bout the shape I'm in, a mess made with my own hands I could write a book with the lessons I've learned and hard luck that made this man I've walked in the valley of darkness I've known heartbreak, I've known loss but I'm still standing on these two feet amazed at all they got me across Chorus Verse 3 Before he turned to leave he said “now hear me son” I could talk til my face turns blue what matters ain't the words you say it's all the little things that you do don't be afraid to help another when your time’s up there's nowhere to hide and the walls we build to keep us safe are prisons that trap us inside Chorus So haul all you need from the river build your temple up from the floor be grateful for every gift you get and find something worth standing for
Traditional; new words and music by Andrew McKnight, 2007©Catalooch Music, BMI Verse 1 Went across the river and I lay down to sleep went across the river and I lay down to sleep suddenly, felt shackles on my dreams Verse 2 Twenty-one links of chain around my heart twenty-one links of chain around my heart and on each link, an initial of my name Chorus It takes a worried man to sing a worried song takes a worried woman to sing a worried song I worry now, but I don’t know for how long Verse 3 I asked the lawman, tell me what I’ve done I asked the lawman, tell me what I’ve done I don’t look like you, but I have hurt no one Verse 4 I begged the judge, for mercy on my soul I begged the judge, for mercy on my soul but I got none, he sent me to the hole Chorus Guitar verse Verse 5 I woke up, a stranger in my land I woke up, in a stranger land now I believe, that I must make a stand Chorus
Words & music A. McKnight, ©1995 Waves of Mountains/Catalooch Music, BMI Verse 1 All my years I’ve lived here, it’s the only way I know run the family farm with the grace of God above and the fertile soil below, summer’s gone eleven weeks, of searing stormless choke fifty thousand dollars worth, of dreams going up in smoke Verse 2 Sacrificed another field today, to keep the other’s growing had to sell my milking cows, to keep the bankers going away that line of clouds across, the skies might bring the winds of death, or raindrops to my eyes Chorus My wife she’s out there dancing, in her checkered kitchen dress droplets running down her brow, and her blond hair’s getting messed Iowa can be a place where fertile famines drink this year just poured life down from the brink and I’m dancing in the rain Verse 3 Before today my luck had gone, a hard left towards the worst enough to make an honest man think a farmer’s life is cursed remembering tales on my granddad’s knee, of soil that sprouted wings it’s taken thirty years for me, to appreciate these things Chorus Bridge Heard it on the radio, Dakota wheat fields won’t survive my cousin Jack up there will find some way to stay alive Mother Nature’s fickle ways might someday do me in but I’m on my knees, in gratitude, cause it’s raining Verse 4 Next year we might stare at this, same mess right in the face, this old white house and apple trees, keep me fighting for this place facing up to troubles that, my children might not know when you’ve got your generations on, the farm all in a row Chorus
Words & music by Stephanie Thompson What kind of person would make me feel this way? What kind of person would lead me astray? What kind of person would cause me all this pain? What kind of person would make me try in vain? What kind of person would stay out all night long? What kind of person is never, ever wrong? What kind of person would knock my spirit down? What kind of person is never around? (hard to be around) You used to love me. You used to hold me tight. But you're that kind of person. That kind of person now. What kind of person would laugh until I cried? What kind of person would make me want to hide? What kind of person would drop me to my knees? What kind of person's impossible to please? You used to want me and take me in the night. But you're that kind of person. That kind of person now. Yes you're that kind of person. That kind of person now. What kind of person would say he understood? What kind of person would then say you're no good? What kind of person would never, ever call? What kind of person would make you feel so small? You used to need me and you could be so nice. But you're that kind of person. That kind of person now
Words & music L. Taylor, ©Taylor Tunes
Words & music A. McKnight, ©1999 Catalooch Music, BMI Verse 1 Grew up on our mountain farm, down Nelson County way, wish I'd live to see it again, but that is not my fate for on my 16th birthday war marched all around our land I joined Virginia's volunteers, and Robert Lee's command Verse 2 Two days passed upon the march towards Yankees and the front, I knew my trusty rifle, the difference was the hunt we smashed into their backside up Loudoun County way I'll not forget three boys in blue, I sent to early graves Chorus On the road to Appomattox, where bullets whine like bees, cut blossoms from the trees on the road to Appomattox. turned boys into men, men into memories Verse 3 We fell back from Gettysburg, with calloused feet and heart saw most of my company fall, in Pickett's cursed charge Winter spent on Valley farms, with little food or warmth hellfire came with spring advance and the smell of burning corn Chorus Intro Verse 4 Perilous nighttime retreat, the fall of Petersburg, the city burned around us, the Federals charging hard, I heard them call the chaplain, they heard me call on God, whate'er reward awaited me, was not far off Chorus Verse 5 There were battles won on both sides, the history books confirm, but no one ever wins at war, the last loser asks for terms Chorus Intro (Outro)
Words & music A. McKnight, ©2003 Catalooch Music, BMI Verse 1 My travels traverse so much shaky ground, I am broken but unbowed Push past the boundary lines that I have drawn endless frontiers all around I am present in the future and the past with open hands and open heart I feel the thunder-drum within my chest ready now to do my part Pre-Chorus I hear sounds of tongues I do not know and I feel ancient wisdom gathered around me from Asia and Africa and Appalachian hills now I know, that I am not alone Chorus Beyond borders, beyond our sight, beyond ourselves Beyond borders, beyond our sight, beyond ourselves Verse 2 Rain forest clearings and savannah plains The noon of time, the dawn of man mystery running through in threads so strong magic helix, living strand Verse 3 I leave humble gifts for those to come the echoes of our human song, waymakers wait for me beyond the light when it's my time, where I belong Chorus
Surveillance 04:40
Words & music A. McKnight and Les Thompson, ©2007 Catalooch Music and Les Thompson, ASCAP Verse 1 These are dangerous times, and devious minds lurk in shadows everywhere so I’ve been authorized, to search and scrutinize and you won’t even know I’m there Verse 2 All quiet along the Potomac tonight but while that power city sleeps, suspicious silhouettes among the monuments trade secrets dark and deep Chorus So I’ve got to keep you under surveillance I’ve got to know every move you make I can tell by the way you whisper when you walk I’ve gotta keep an eye on you Verse 3 With terror in our midst, your profile’s on my list shapely charm can’t erase your trail through the wi-fi café, same time every day I bet you’re getting more than mail Verse 4 To the library, so anonymously avert any attention you’d arouse slip between the stacks, cover up your tracks but I watch everywhere you browse Chorus Guitar solo over verse/fiddle solo over chorus Verse 5 You weave a tangled web, of mixed messages but I am a patient man I’m looking over, your boss’s shoulder you can’t escape my scan Chorus


13-song live concert CD AND bonus DVD - plus the free audio CD download now.
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"One Virginia Night", a limited edition live CD and bonus DVD set from Andrew McKnight & Beyond Borders, which also features founding Nitty Gritty Dirt Band member Les Thompson. Captured in front of an enthusiastic capacity crowd near McKnight's northwestern Virginia home, OVN is a crisply delivered collection of concert favorites and a few lesser known gems drawn from his five solo CD discography. It includes two songs co-written with Thompson (“Made by Hand”, “Surveillance”) as well as their smoldering bluesy take on the traditional "Worried Man Blues" and an original each from bandmates Stephanie Thompson ("What Kind of Person", first recorded by Rani Arbo & Salamander Crossing) and Lisa Taylor ("It Means a Lot"). It’s Les Thompson’s first band and first full album credit since he left the Dirt Band after the "Will the Circle Be Unbroken?" album came out.

The foursome bring an energetic and eclectic perspective to McKnight's songs - "beyond Appalachian, beyond blues, beyond folk". Valuing the artistry of taut arrangements over flashy instrumental jams, they have earned acclaim in particular for their exquisite 3 and 4-part vocal harmonies as well as the unusual and constantly changing combinations of instruments. After touring primarily as a solo acoustic artist for the past 15 years, McKnight plays electric guitar about half the time. Les Thompson's signature clawhammer banjo is a big part of the band's sound. And while Taylor sticks primarily to the drums, the Thompsons trade instruments frequently throughout - upright bass, acoustic guitar, and percussion.

"harmony so tight you'd swear they were all related. Andrew's songs really shine, as does his amazing guitar work, from delicate fingerpicking on an acoustic, to hot swing on an electric. Arrangements go from bluegrass to country rock to jazz/blues....It all ends with their encore, "Surveillance," a little poke at the Patriot Act, featuring Andrew's right-on Jimmie Vaughan-style playing. The CD comes with a DVD and if anything else, proves that only four people recorded this album. Four very talented people. Very highly recommended." - Jamie Anderson, Minor 7th


released August 1, 2012

Recorded live at Franklin Park Arts Center, Purcellville VA.
AM - vocals, acoustic & electric guitars
Stephanie Thompson - vocals, guitars, congas, percussion, upright bass, bouzouki
Les Thompson - vocals, upright bass, banjo, acoustic guitar
Lisa Taylor - vocals, drums
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CD Produced by Les Thompson, Andrew McKnight & Dustin Delage
CD Mixed by Dustin Delage and Les Thompson
CD mastered by Bill Wolf at Wolf Productions
DVD editing, production and authoring by Dustin Delage
Logo & Graphic Design by Raphael Okure at Mr Jackdaw Command
Concert Photographer - Dennis Diehl


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Nationally-acclaimed singer/songwriter and guitarist celebrates rural America, weaves masterfully crafted songs, humorous stories and poetic drama into a musical soundscape sketched with shades of Appalachia, tasteful slide and jazzy blues, feisty anthems, and rustic folk. 5 solo CDs heard on many public & community radio, plus NPR "Art of the Song" & "River City Folk" and XM/Sirius. ... more

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