Sarah Barker & Gypsy Twang

by Gypsy Twang

Released 2014
Released 2014
Country songs from a Gypsy soul, deeply rooted in the people, places and landscape of Oklahoma.
  • 03:42 Story Lyrics Cimarron River Song (feat. Gypsy Twang)

    When I find myself on the holy shores of Jordan

    I will pray, “My precious Lord,

    I know many have crossed over

    From the banks of the mighty Jordan

    But I must cross at the Cimarron”

     

    When the Lord sends down his angels

    Give mine a red clay halo

    Maybe then I’ll feel at home

    I don’t know my way to the river

    They call Jordan

    Let me cross at the Cimarron

     

    Go tell Moses I don’t need the Red Sea parted

    I won’t be in Galilee

    I’ll be headed down some dirt road in northwest Oklahoma

    And I will cross at the Cimarron

     

    I’ll miss my mother when the Redbud starts to bloom

    And I’ll miss my father too

    When it comes my time to meet them, I know they can find me

    If I cross at the Cimarron

     

     

    When the Lord sends down his angels

    Give mine a red clay halo

    Maybe then I’ll feel at home

    I don’t know my way to the river they call Jordan

    Let me cross at the Cimarron

     

    When I hear my Savior calling across the water

    I will know I’m Glory bound

    Throw me Jacob’s ladder

    Down the side of a Red Rock Canyon

    I will cross at the Cimarron

     

    When the Lord sends down his angels

    Give mine a red clay halo

    Maybe then I’ll feel at home

    I don’t know my way to the river they call Jordan

    Let me cross at the Cimarron

     

    I know many have crossed over

    from the banks of the mighty Jordan

    But I must cross at the Cimarron

    Let me cross at the Cimarron

     

  • 03:09 Lyrics For Better or for Worse (feat. Gypsy Twang)

     

     

    I ain’t what I used to be

    But I’m more what I am

    There’s a best and a worst of me

    I do what I can

    The love you give to me

    So precious that it hurts

    Go sweep out the ashes now

    Shake off all the dirt

    Two steps up, three steps behind

    Days come and go a little faster all the time

    You could be a blessing, I could be a curse

    Could be just the two of us

    Against the universe

    You and me together Babe

    For better or for worse

     

    You have not forsaken me

    For somebody else

    Even though you know me better

    Than I know myself

    There’s not a thing

    I wouldn’t do to make you smile

    Come on Babe, sit right down

     

    Talk with me awhile

    Two steps up, three steps behind

    Days come and go a little faster all the time

    You could be a blessing, I could be a curse

    Could be just the two of us

    Against the universe

    You and me together Babe

    For better or for worse

     

    I could be a blessing, you could be a curse

    Could be just the two of us

    Against the universe

    You and me together Babe

    For better or for worse

    You and me together Babe

    For better or for worse

    You and me together Babe

    For better or for worse

  • 03:15 Story Lyrics I Miss You Most (feat. Gypsy Twang)

     

    It’s a fine line I cross

    Between heaven and hell

    Six in the morning down Highway 412

     

     

    The bright lights of Tulsa

    Fade far behind

    The beat of your heart

    Is the sound in my mind

                I miss you most in the morning

                Sweet dreams of you on my mind

                I miss you most at the end of the day

                I miss you most all the time

    The girl in the tollbooth knows me by name

    The radio keeps me from going insane

    I pull in to work for another long week

    Shake off the blues and get back on my feet

                Chorus

    I count down the hours ‘til I see you again

    Long distance phone calls, making pretend

    You’re right here next to me

    Two hours away

    I miss you most at the end of the day

     

  • 04:07 Story Lyrics Little Sparrow (feat. Gypsy Twang)

     Little sparrow, little sparrow

     All ye maidens heed my warning

    Never trust the hearts of men

    They will crush you like a sparrow

    Leaving you to never mend

    They will vow to always love you

    Swear no love but yours will do

    Then they’ll leave you for another

    Break your little heart in two

    Little sparrow, little sparrow

    Precious fragile little thing

    Little sparrow, little sparrow

    Flies so high and feels no pain

    If I was a little sparrow

    For these mountains I would fly

    I would find him, I would find him

    And look into his lying eye

    I would flutter all around him

    On my little sparrow wings

    I would ask him, I would ask him

    Why he let me love in vain

    Little sparrow, little sparrow

    Precious fragile little thing

    Little sparrow, little sparrow

    Flies so high and feels no pain

    But I am not a little sparrow

    I am just the broken dream

    Of a cold false-hearted lover

    And his evil cunning scheme

    Little sparrow, little sparrow

    Precious fragile little thing

    Little sparrow, little sparrow

    Flies so high and feels no pain

    Flies so high and feels no pain

    Flies so high and feels no pain

  • 04:30 Story Lyrics Octavy Jackson (feat. Gypsy Twang)

    Octavy Jackson died in 1909

    No one knows her story

    There’s no record left to find

    But in Wagoner, Oklahoma

    There’s a tombstone with her name

    The year she died and not much more

    Now isn’t that a shame?

    Ah but someone cared enough about Octavy

    To lay her gently down and mark her grave

    Did he bring her flowers every day

    ‘Till he crossed over too?

    Did he cry a thousand tears and walk away?

    Octavy Jackson must’ve been somebody’s baby

    Somebody’s darlin’, somebody’s kin

    Her story’s buried with her

    So I guess we’ll never know

    But she had someone in Wagoner

    Who was sad to see her go

    Oh and someone cared enough about Octavy

    To lay her gently down and mark her grave

    Did he bring her flowers every day

    ‘Till he crossed over too?

    Did he cry a thousand tears and walk away?

    Octavy Jackson wasn’t buried in a plot

    No one lies beside her

    In the grave that time forgot

    If you’ll look a little closer

    At the handmade monument

    You’ll see a heart beneath the letters

    For the love it represents

    Oh and someone cared enough about Octavy

    To lay her gently down and mark her grave

    Did he bring her flowers every day

    ‘Till he crossed over too?

    Did he cry a thousand tears and walk away?

    Octavy Jackson died in 1909

    No one knows her story

    There’s no record left to find

    But in Wagoner, Oklahoma

    There’s a tombstone with her name

    The year she died and not much more

    Now isn’t that a shame?

    The year she died and not much more

    Now isn’t that a shame?

     

     

  • 03:06 Lyrics If I Don't Die in Oklahoma (feat. Gypsy Twang)

    If I don’t die in Oklahoma, won’t you say a Christian prayer?

    For my heart is in my homeland, and it’s waiting for me there

                When I go, don’t send me flowers

                No don’t lay me in the ground

                Come and sing me home for hours

                With my friends and my family all around

    Cast my dust upon the wind; let her take me to my rest

    She’s a comfort and a friend as the sun sets in the west

    Save my soul for the Nescatunga, where the water tastes like tears

    There’s a tug that pulls me under, let her take away my fears

    Give my love to my dear husband, when I leave him all alone

    He has been a true companion, but this journey is my own

    If I don’t die in Oklahoma, won’t you say a Christian prayer?

    For my heart is in my homeland, and it’s waiting for me there

    If I don’t die in Oklahoma, won’t you say a Christian prayer?

  • 04:00 Story Lyrics How It All Disappears (feat. Gypsy Twang)

    She turned back and caught her reflection in the looking glass down the hall

    Her thoughts took a backward direction as the clock fell away from the wall

    Who was this face in the mirror?  Somebody she’d never seen

    Just as the image grew clearer, she fell back inside her dreams

    Framed in the glass, key to the past

    Drifting back up through the years

    Hard times she’d known, love she’d been shown

    Ain’t it funny how it all disappears?

    Her youth and her beauty had faded and left her this dark empty space

    The child in her heart masqueraded by the tracks of the years on her face

    A lifetime of blessings and sorrows blown by like dust in the wind

    She never prayed for tomorrows; please take me home once again

    Framed in the glass, key to the past

    Drifting back up through the years

    Hard times she’d known

    Love she’d been shown

    Ain’t it funny how it all disappears?

    She thought of the people and places she’d loved when she was a girl

    Sweet recollections in traces, all that was left of her world

    When she sang the Ave Maria, the children were young way back then

    She said, “I just want to see ya.  Tell me Joe, where have you been?”

     

    Framed in the glass, key to the past

    Drifting back up through the years

    Hard times she’d known, love she’d been shown

    Ain’t it funny how it all disappears?

    Hard times she’d known, love she’d been shown

    Ain’t it funny how it all disappears?

  • 03:39 Story Lyrics Sage of the Nescatunga (feat. Gypsy Twang)

    There’s a spirit on the Nescatunga wind

    In the tall grass down along the river’s bend

    If I close my eyes and listen and pretend

    I can feel his love surrounding me again

    The Sage of the Nescatunga

    He knew rain and distant thunder

    The river runs like passing years

    With the salt of fallen tears

    There’s a place down on the corner of the square

    With dominos and cigar smoke in the air

    Over bowls of Ruby’s chili and a beer

    You could learn the whole town’s history in there

    But there were kids and work and family and war

    Times were hard and they were always poor

    A lifetime’s worth of love and loss and scars

    But the Sage is living up among the stars

    The Sage of the Nescatunga

    He knew rain and distant thunder

    The river runs like passing years

    With the salt of fallen tears

    There’s a photo taken by the riverside

    Fishing from the bank where the water’s wide

    I never understood all the reasons why

    But that picture sure could make my daddy cry

    For the Sage of the Nescatunga

    He knew rain and distant thunder

    The river runs like passing years

    With the salt of fallen tears

    The river runs like passing years

    With the salt of fallen tears

    There’s a place down on

    The corner of the square

  • 04:58 Story Lyrics Never Even Kissed You (feat. Gypsy Twang)

    I think the angels could have waited

    And let me say goodbye just one more time

    I never quite anticipated

    Even though I guess I saw the signs

    Oh I know you’re in a better place

    At least that’s what my friends keep telling me

    So I’m praying for the grace of God

    To let you go and set my poor heart free

                (Chorus)

                Never even kissed you

                Never even laid down by your side

                But you knew how much I’d miss you

                And you knew the tears I’d cry

    Now your spirit’s gone to heaven

    And left your soul behind to carry on

    Through the love we have between us

    And the magic of the music in your songs

    I’d like to thank you for your vision

    Of the eagle as he circles towards the sun

    And for stirring up this dirt beneath our feet

    Because we’ve only just begun

                Chorus

    I want to sit on the banks of the river

    And think about the things you meant to me

    And let the Sunshine, Wind and Water

    Be the only things I really need

    Oh I know how you hated sad songs

    So I’ll send my tears on down the Cimarron

    Save a place for me in the circle

    ‘Cause I know I’m bound to see you later on

                Chorus (twice)

    I think the angels could have waited

    And let me say goodbye just one more time

  • 03:13 Lyrics Dance With the Gypsies (feat. Gypsy Twang)

    Let’s go dance with the Gypsies tonight

    Dance with the Gypsies tonight

    Gypsies are dancing down by the river

    Let’s go dance with the Gypsies tonight

    And we’ll dance in a circle ‘round the fire

    We’ll all dance in a circle ‘round the fire

    Gypsies are dancing down by the river

    Let’s go dance with the Gypsies tonight

    Can’t you hear the soulful violin?

    Can’t you hear the mournful mandolin?

    Gypsies are dancing down by the river

    Let’s go dance with the Gypsies tonight

    And we’ll dance in a circle ‘round the fire

    We’ll all dance in a circle ‘round the fire

    Gypsies are dancing down by the river

    Let’s go dance with the Gypsies tonight

    Let’s go dance with the Gypsies tonight

    (Dance with the Gypsies)

    Dance with the Gypsies tonight

    (Dance with the Gypsies)

    Gypsies are dancing down by the river

    Let’s go dance with the Gypsies tonight

    Gypsies are dancing down by the river

    Let’s go dance with the Gypsies tonight

    Let’s go dance with the Gypsies tonight

     

  • 03:29 Story Lyrics Ocoee Love Song (feat. Gypsy Twang)

    The Bluecoats weren’t kind, like I told you

    And it was Sister and me and Buckshot that they found

    Cold ain’t the word for winter in the mountains

    That we chopped and hunted, laid your ma in the ground

    Letters I’d write to console

    When you’re so far away, it don’t do no good to be told

    Just a girl when you left me

    But a woman is now what you see

    It was sisters and mamas and sweethearts all a waitin’

    For the war to send our men back home to our needs

    If there’s anything to bring you back to the mountain

    It’s the river, my love and the springtime

    So flow my Ocoee, flow down through the Blue Ridge

    My Nantahala and my Hiawassee

    Just a girl when you left me

    But a woman is now what you see

    So flow my Ocoee, Nantahala

    My Hiawassee

  • 03:09 Story Lyrics Without My Baby (feat. Gypsy Twang)

    Without my baby I’m lonesome

    Without my baby I’m blue

    Without my baby I’m nothing and I’ve got nothing to lose

    Without my baby I’m breaking one piece at a time

    Without my baby I’m slowly going out of my mind

    There was a time we were happy in our little home

    Then I started out rambling and I started to roam

    Somehow we lost our connection, no reason or rhyme

    Without my baby I’m slowly going out of my mind

    Going out of my mind, drinking whiskey and wine

    Now I’m doing time for this honky-tonk crime

    Without my baby I’m breaking one piece at a time

    Without my baby I’m slowly going out of my mind

    Without my baby I’m sinking, Lord I’m going down fast

    Hey there mister bartender won’t you fill up my glass?

    You’d better make it a double, it’s nearly closing time

    Without my baby I’m slowly going out of my mind

       

     

  • 03:28 Lyrics Unangelic Compromise (feat. Gypsy Twang)

    When the sun goes down across the river

    And the western wind fans your face

    Back in eastern Oklahoma

    You will long for my embrace

                Chorus~

                Well you look at me

                Like I just fell from heaven

                I’m an angel in your eyes

                Give me half a chance

                To love you like the devil

                Unangelic compromise

    There’s a full moon hanging over Tulsa

    Same old moon shines over here

    Step outside, look to heaven

    Say my name and I’ll be there

          Chorus

    When you hear a song by Woody Guthrie

    You will know what’s in my heart

    Won’t you take me back to Tulsa?

    Tell me now we’ll never part

          Chorus

  • 04:37 Story Lyrics Deportee (feat. Gypsy Twang)

    The crops are all in and the peaches are rotting

    The oranges stacked in their creosote dumps

    They’re flying them back to the Mexican border

    To pay all their wages to wade back again

    My father’s own father, he waded that river

    They took all the money he made in his life

    My brothers and sisters come working the fruit trees

    They rode the trucks ‘til they took down and died

     

    Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye Rosalita

    Adios mis amigos, Jesus y Maria

    You won’t have your name

    When you ride the big airplane

    All they will call you will be ‘Deportee’

     

    Some of us are illegal and some are not wanted

    The work contracts out and we have to move on

    Six hundred miles to the Mexican border

    They chase us just like we have done something wrong

    We died in your hills and we died in your deserts

    We died in your valleys and died on your plains

    We died ‘neath your trees and we died in your bushes

    Both sides of the river we died just the same

    Chorus

    The sky plane caught fire over Los Gatos Canyon

    A fireball of lightning, and shook all our hills

    Who are these friends all scattered like dry leaves?

    The radio tells us they’re just deportees

    Is this the best way we can grow our big orchards?

    Is this the best way we can pick our good fruit?

    To fall like the dry leaves and rot on your topsoil

    And be known by no name except ‘Deportee’

  • 03:43 Story Lyrics Pony

    When I grow up I want a pony

    I’m gonna ride her from dusk ‘til dawn

    I’m gonna brush her mane and give her sugar cane

    Keep her in safe from the storm

    If I had a pony

    Well I wonder could I be your girl

    When I grow up I want a baby

    I’m gonna name it after Del McCoury

    And I sure won’t mind if it cries all night

    Just as long as it looks like me

    If I had a baby

    Well I wonder could I be your girl

    Yodel ay ee oh

    You rock my world

    Yodel ay ee oh

    When I grow up I wanna be your girl

    When I grow up I want a cowboy

    Dust all over his jeans

    With a horse named Jack and a ten gallon hat

    He is nice but he looks so mean

    If you was a cowboy

    Well I wonder could I be your girl

    Yodel ay yodel oh

    You rock my world

    Yodel ay yodel oh

    When I grow up I wanna be your girl

    When I grow up I’ll be a lady

    All my rings will be made of gold

    I’ll put flowers in my room and wear perfume

    I won’t listen to rock ‘n’ roll

    If I was a lady

    Well I wonder could I be your girl

    Yodel ay yodel oh

    You rock my world

    Yodel ay yodel ay yodel oh

    When I grow up I wanna be your girl

    When I grow up I want a pony

    When I grow up I want a baby

    When I grow up I want a cowboy

    When I grow up I’ll be a la-a-a-a-a-a-dy