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Back To The Country

by Piedmont Brothers Band

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1.
Going back to the country I need fresh water to cleanse my soul Going back to the one I love I need her smile and embrace Going back to the mountains I need wild spaces to free my mind Going back to the Lord above I need Him to show me the way I’m mindlessly floating while days are wearily moving The forefathers pillars are ruins stacked in piles The bridges have fallen the way’s rugged and uncertain I’ve learned from life’s journey that I just need to go back again Going back to the country I need fresh water to cleanse my soul Going back to the one I love I need the smile on her face Going back to the mountains I need wild spaces to free my mind Going back to the Lord above I wish He'd show me the way The stream of gold memories is running through my mind The teaching of wise men and friends to bare my heart The gift of the babies the warm smile on their faces While reading them fables oh, I just need to go back again Instrumental The way now is clearer The blessing of new brothers The love of my dear one Yet still I need to go back again Going back to the country, the old tenets that warmed my soul Going back to the one I love the light of her tender face Going back to the mountains back to the rocks and crown of peaks Going back to the Lord above I’m glad He shows me the way © 2013 Marco Zanzi (SUISA)
2.
The sky was dark when he was born the devil turned away Carried a gun on each hip he came from White Oaks way He robbed the coach that was Flagstaff bound burnt the old homestead The air was full of smoke a bounty placed on his head Robbed a bank in Clifton town he shot three deputies Hid in the hills near Black Wolf away from his enemies He never spoke and had eyes of steel the town’s folk felt the danger Be afraid don’t feel the gaze of the man called the Dark Stranger A dark wanted man feel the heat rise from the sand A dark wanted man left San Pedro and the Red Jack gang A dark wanted man ride the horse through the Badlands He’s a gunman with no name a man called the Dark Stranger Instrumental A dark wanted man feel the heat rise from the sand A dark wanted man left San Pedro and the Red Jack gang A dark wanted man ride the horse through the Badlands He’s a gunman with no name a man called the Dark Stranger Sat in the saloon with his back to the door and Whisky in his hand Outnumbered twenty to one by bounty hunter across the land The crowd had gather to see the end high in the hanging tree The sheriff gave the signal the town had been set free The sky was dark when he was born the devil turned away Carried a gun on each hip he came from White Oaks way He never spoke and had eyes of steel the town’s folk felt the danger Be afraid don’t feel the gaze of the man called the Dark Stranger © 2013 Marco Zanzi (SUISA)
3.
Here I am singin' my song to you now I want you to listen Yeah, yes I want you to listen Makin' my time go by makin' you smile I been thinkin' of you Yeah, yes I been thinkin' of you And settlin' down, oh Back on the road again here I'm alone again Hotel ain't home No, no, no Hotel ain't home Worn out the faces don't care what the pace is I miss my woman Yeah, yes I miss my woman And settlin' down But she's hummin' another sound I hear the music in my ear Instrumental Here I am singin' my song to you now I want you to listen Yeah, yes I want you to listen Makin' my time go by makin' you smile I been thinkin' of you Yeah, yes I been thinkin' of you And settlin' down But she's hummin' another sound I hear the music in my ear © Little Dickens Music (ASCAP)
4.
Little Star 03:00
Little star of the sky Little star shining bright Bringing me peace of mind You’re one of a kind Little star my lighthouse When the dark comes around Little star in your eyes I watch God’s tender signs Hush-a-bye baby Sleep tight little dove Rock-a-bye baby In the cradle of love (2x) Little star don’t you cry Mom and dad’ll hold you tight Little star's little smile Hides the secrets of life Little Star don’t grow up I want to fill you with love And when it turns to night I’ll sing your lullaby Hush-a-bye baby Sleep tight little dove Rock-a-bye baby In the cradle of love (2x) Instrumental Hush-a-bye baby Sleep tight little dove Rock-a-bye baby In the cradle of love (2x) © 2013 Marco Zanzi (SUISA)
5.
In my own small way you know I’ve tried To keep you warm and happy to keep you satisfied And I’d rather leave than make you cry ‘Cos in my own small way you know I’ve tried We’ve had our share of troubled times We’ve also had our good days and I guess the fate’s been kind There were days when I was looking there were days when I was blind But in my own small way well, I don’t mind ‘Cos in my own small way you know I’ve tried To keep you warm and happy to keep you satisfied And I’d rather leave than make you cry ‘Cos in my own small way you know I’ve tried We’ve had our laughter and our tears We’ve lived a thousand lifetimes or we shared a million years Tho I might be on the road you know I’m always here ‘Cos in my own small way I hold you dear In my own small way I’ve been tryin’ hard to say I love you more than you could ever know Now that it’s the end I’m tellin’ you my friend The hardest thing I’ve ever had to do is go Instrumental In my own small way you know I’ve tried To keep you warm and happy to keep you satisfied And I’d rather leave than make you cry ‘Cos in my own small way you know I’ve tried ‘Cos in my own small way you know I’ve tried In my own small way © Silver Wing Songs (BMI)
6.
The Road 03:47
All the highway signs are gone now It's just two lanes of blacktop ahead I started out looking for something never knew what it was I figured if I could just keep on movin' I'd find it over the next hill I thought that the end of the rainbow would be there still Now the lights of the city behind me It’s just me and the radio now Darkness is fallin' the headlights are lightin' my way And maybe I missed my turning Maybe it's around the next bend I know I gotta keep on movin' till I get to the end Now this road seems to go on forever But I gotta find out where it goes I put so many miles behind me Maybe I’m just headed back home Instrumental Now this road seems to go on forever But I gotta find out where it goes I put so many miles behind me Maybe I’m just headed back home Cantinas filled with women and song I thought that they would never end But the laughter gradually faded away on the wind Did I leave something back there behind me? Well, there’s nothing in the mirror to see And telephone poles don’t offer much company I know I gotta keep on movin’ till I hit the end The road is gonna look much better around the next bend I’ll find what I was lookin’ for when I get to the end Well, I’m movin’, I gotta keep movin’, movin’ on Movin’, I gotta keep movin’, movin’ on Well, I’m movin’, movin’, movin’, movin’, movin’ on Well, I’m movin’ on © 2013 Marco Zanzi (SUISA)
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Green is the colour of the West rolling hills Laying so nicely toward the high peaks White are the clouds in the blue sky so far Red is the colour of a true aching heart Mike worked on the land, oh handsome was he Used to strum his old guitar and sang to be free His home place was a village along the West Piedmont Route He wore Cowboy shirts Stetson hats and leather boots Mike was still looking for a nice girl to love In this matter was fragile putting up a brave front Every night he would pray to the Lord up above “God help me to find my true pretty dove” Green is the colour of the West rolling hills Laying so nicely toward the high peaks White are the clouds in the blue sky so far Red is the colour of a true aching heart Mary was tiny raven hair and green eyes She was just a dream overflows your desires When she said “Mike I love you” his heart became so light Oh, the moon shone so bright with the stars on that night It suddenly happened in a cold wintry night He came home to find her with a fever so high No doctors no prayers nor Mike’s desperate cry Could change the cruel fate that left Mike crying “why”? Green is the colour of the West rolling hills Laying so nicely toward the high peaks White are the clouds in the blue sky so far Red is the colour of a true aching heart Green is the colour of the West rolling hills Laying so nicely toward the high peaks White are the clouds in the blue sky so far Red is the colour of a true aching heart © 2012 Marco Zanzi (SUISA)
8.
Colorado 03:59
Hey, Colorado It was not so long ago I left your mountains To try life on the road Now I'm finished with that race It was much too fast a pace And I think I know my place Colorado I want to come home I had a man there But I left him far behind I could have loved him If I'd only had the time Oh, but I stopped along my way Just long enough to say But I'd really like to stay But my baby knows I have to go I was too young To know what I've done I made my plans But I was wrong yes, I was wrong Hey, Colorado Is it too late to change my mind I've done some thinking And I'm trying hard to find The way to come back home ‘Cause I've been so very long alone Won't you take care of your own Colorado I think I'm coming home I want to come home Let me come home © Songs Of Universal, Inc. (BMI)
9.
How sad but true Where does our actions lead to Where can we find A way to walk on A way to carry on How can we find The Place where we belong to Nothing seems to fit The puzzle is too big And the pieces too fragmented Way too fragmented All our lives we try so very hard To do what we should do But at times like these we know not when We lose it all in a sense, in a sense, in a sense of despair But all is not lost For she's still there Hoping to bring us back into Her arms to hold on to Her arms to hold on to Instrumental All our lives we try so very hard To do what we should do But at times like these we know not when We lose it all in a sense, in a sense, in a sense of despair But all is not lost For she's still there Hopefully bring us back into Her arms to hold on to Her arms to hold on to Her arms to hold on to Her arms to hold on to © Ron Martin (BMI)
10.
Back in the hills those slow rolling hills Where North Carolina comes close to the stars There's living a lady she shining so high They call her the Carolina star She works at the factory from Monday through Friday She's raising three daughters all alone Their Daddy's away he's chasing a dream They're waiting for the day that he comes home Oh, Carolina Even stars get lonesome now and then Oh, Carolina Don't you worry he'll be coming home again He's singing his songs down in Nashville He's working for his tips in a bar He's broke and all alone but he ain't ready to come home ‘cause he wants to be a bluegrass pickin’ star Oh, Carolina Even stars get lonesome now and then Oh, Carolina Don't you worry he'll be coming home again Instrumental Sometimes she wakes up just to thinkin’ of him She remembers him beside her in the night While out across those hills that old moon is settled in And those Carolina stars are shinin’ bright Oh, Carolina Even stars get lonesome now and then Oh, Carolina Don't you worry he'll be coming home again Oh, Carolina Even stars get lonesome now and then Oh, Carolina Don't you worry he'll be coming home again Yes, he loves you and he's coming home again © Gray Mouser Music / Atlantic Music Corp. (BMI)
11.
Snowflakes 04:03
© 2013 Marco Zanzi (SUISA)
12.
Tears on my pillow another sleepless night for me I've tried and tried to forget you but your face is all I see Days and nights of drinking and wandering thru this town Has all but broke me darling into a helpless pitiful clown I spent a night in the County jail the sheriff was on my side Said “Ron, why don't you leave this place? I’ll even help out with your ride” Days and nights complaining while hanging around this town But you ain’t never coming back to that you’re honour bound Sun comes up but I don't care The moon even shines at night Jack and Jill are still around But they don't treat me right Instrumental The sun comes up but I don't care The moon even shines at night Jack and Jill are still around But they don't treat me right But today my thinking's clearer my soul is taken in stride Maybe I should go to town and look out for that ride Sunday morning finds me here waiting in the rain And Sunday morning finds me here waiting on a train Yeah, Sunday morning finds me here waiting, waiting, waiting on a train © Ron Martin (BMI)
13.
Little Annie 04:11
Once more I must leave you Little Annie We must part at the end of the lane For you promised me Little Annie You'd be waiting when the Springtime comes again When the Springtime comes o'er the mountain And the wild flowers are scattered o'er the plain I will watch for the leaves to return to the trees And I'll be waitin' when the Springtime comes again When the sun shines down on the mountain And the wild sheep are wandering all alone And the birds and the bees are a-singing It makes me think that Springtime won't be long When the Springtime comes o'er the mountain And the wild flowers are scattered o'er the plain I will watch for the leaves to return to the trees And I'll be waitin' when the Springtime comes again Instrumental Now the Springtime is come to the mountain And I'm on my way back to the lane For you promised me Little Annie You'd be waiting when the Springtime comes again When the Springtime comes o'er the mountain And the wild flowers are scattered o'er the plain I will watch for the leaves to return to the trees And I'll be waitin' when the Springtime comes again I’ll watch for the leaves to return to the trees And I'll be waitin' when the Springtime comes again © Public Domain

about

The Piedmont Brothers Band project of Ronald Martin and Marco Zanzi has reached its fourth goal. A great idea of collaboration between the old and the new Continents based on a solid brotherly friendship and a common taste in music, has been a reality for a long time now, and has produced valuable works in country rock and beyond. Despite the genre, the artistic and material difficulties, as well as the financial and organizational ones, especially in Europe, the project has almost half a decade of life which is an extraordinary success in itself. And it is not only due to the courage and tenacity of those who began this adventure, but also to the quality and great seriousness of the music offered.
Regarding the cover songs: the American repertoire, where everything started from, seems almost endless. It is the good taste of the professionals in choosing the appropriate material which has produced three real gems: ‘Colorado’ and ‘In My Own Small Way’ by Rick Roberts and ‘And Settlin’ Down’ by Richie Furay (presented here as a duet with his daughter Jesse Furay Lynch). These songs, besides helping to write the history of Country Rock, have not missed a note of their charm after more than forty years from their appearance on the American scene thanks to the Flying Burrito Brothers and the Poco, two of the first groups of the genre.
However, the entire work finds its raison d'être and its vital lifeblood in the original compositions of the members of the PBB: the two founders and the circle of collaborators, who all share the same passion, which is becoming more and more vital and big, as well as the participation of several musicians who created, wrote and lived firsthand the roots of country rock itself. The list of the famous names is impressive in terms of quality and quantity. Together with Roberts (FBB, Firefall) and Furay (Buffalo Springfield, Poco, Southern-Hillman-Furay Band) also Gene Parsons (Nashville West, Byrds, FBB, Parsons Green), Buddy Cage (New Riders of the Purple Sage, session man in many albums by other artists), Patrick Shanahan (Rick Nelson’s Stone Canyon Band, New Riders of the Purple Sage) and Stephen A. Love (Stone Canyon Band, New Riders Of The Purple Sage, Roger McGuinn) emerge. Their instrumental and vocal contribution in several tracks in the album is often significant and their reassuring, confident and always appropriate touch is a guarantee of satisfaction for the long-time enthusiast. Except for an inspired tribute to the songwriter Hugh Moffat, the songs written by Ron Martin and Marco Zanzi, with contributions by Ray O’Neil, Katherine Walczyk, Mike Gallivan and Rita De Cillis, are one of the real surprises of the entire work: mature, pithy compositions, containing the seed of the their favorite music genre, but totally free and original, sometimes influenced by Anglo/Scot/Irish flavors and atmospheres to complete and close the ideal and geographical circle.
The two founder-friends, at this point completely at ease with the topic, and masters of the subject, have produced here several jewels that would fit easily in a hit parade of timeless hits (and that probably will end up exactly there). “Back To The Country”, whose title is so significant in itself, is a fascinating work, a fruit of love, passion and great professionalism, of technique and taste, which is every bit as good as overseas productions that are only accomplished with exaggerated budgets. Let the first notes flow and with your great surprise they will shortly vibrate in unison with your heart.

Pierangelo Valenti – August 2013

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Il progetto Piedmont Brothers Band di Ronald Martin e Marco Zanzi è arrivato al quarto traguardo. Una grande idea di collaborazione tra Vecchio e Nuovo Continente, basata su una solida fraterna amicizia e gusti musicali comuni, si è ormai da tempo concretizzata ed ha prodotto opere pregevoli in ambito country rock ed oltre. Quasi un lustro di vita, considerando il genere preso in esame, le difficoltà artistiche e materiali, organizzative e finanziarie, specie in Europa, è di per sé un successo straordinario. E tutto ciò si deve sì al coraggio ed alla tenacia di chi ha voluto questa avventura, ma anche alla bontà e alla grande serietà della proposta musicale.
Parlando di covers il repertorio d’oltreoceano, da dove tutto è partito, sembra pressoché infinito: sta proprio al buon gusto dei professionisti scegliere il materiale opportuno e qui la raffinatezza del ricercatore si è prodigata in tre vere e proprie perle. Brani come “Colorado” ed “In My Own Small Way” di Rick Roberts e “And Settlin’ Down” di Richie Furay (qui presentata in duetto con la figlia Jesse Furay Lynch), oltre ad aver contribuito a scrivere la storia del country rock, non hanno mai perso una nota del loro fascino a più di quarant’anni dal loro apparire sulle scene americane proposte dai Flying Burrito Brothers e dai Poco, due dei primi gruppi storici del genere.
Ma dove l’intero lavoro trova quasi la sua ragione d’essere e la sua linfa vitale sono nelle composizioni originali dei membri della PBB, i due fondatori e la cerchia sempre più allargata e vitale dei collaboratori accomunati dalla medesima passione, e la partecipazione di parecchi musicisti che il country rock l’hanno creato, scritto e vissuto in prima persona. E qui la lista dei nomi dei vecchi leoni è impressionante per qualità e quantità. In compagnia di Roberts (FBB, Firefall) e Furay (Buffalo Springfield, Poco, Southern-Hillman-Furay Band) spuntano Gene Parsons (Nashville West, Byrds, FBB, Parsons Green), Buddy Cage (New Riders of the Purple Sage, session man in un’infinità di albums di altri artisti), Patrick Shanahan (Stone Canyon Band di Rick Nelson, New Riders of the Purple Sage) e Stephen A. Love (Stone Canyon Band, New Riders Of The Purple Sage, Roger McGuinn). Il loro contributo strumentale e vocale in parecchie tracce dell’album risulta spesso determinante ed il loro tocco, confidenziale, rassicurante e sempre a proposito, una garanzia per l’appassionato di lungo corso. A parte un ispirato omaggio al cantautore Hugh Moffatt, i brani scritti da Ron Martin e Marco Zanzi, coadiuvati e aiutati di volta in volta da Ray O’ Neil, Katherine Walczyk, Mike Gallivan e Rita De Cillis, sono di per se stessi una delle vere sorprese dell’intero lavoro: composizioni mature, pregnanti, contenenti il seme del genere musicale prediletto, ma del tutto emancipate ed originali, a volte mediate da sapori ed atmosfere angloscotoirlandesi per completare e chiudere il cerchio ideale e geografico.
I due amici promotori, ormai a loro completo agio con l’argomento e padroni della materia, si prodigano in un paio di gioielli che non sfigurerebbero affatto in una hit parade di singoli senza tempo (e che probabilmente finiranno per trovare la loro giusta collocazione proprio in quella sede). “Back To The Country”, titolo di per sé un programma, è un lavoro affascinante, frutto di amore, passione e grande professionalità, di tecnica e di gusto, che nulla ha da invidiare a realizzazioni d’oltreoceano miracolate da un budget mirabolante. Lasciate scorrere le prime note, con vostra grande sorpresa in brevissimo tempo vibreranno all’unisono col vostro cuore.

Pierangelo Valenti – Agosto 2013

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released September 1, 2013

Production: Marco Zanzi

Executive production: Ray O'Neill, Marco Zanzi, Mike Gallivan, Vivian Canu and James R. Gallivan

Special mention: Bob Wall, Dennis J. Whelan, Francesco Frugiuele, Stephen A. Love, John Conway, Van Carara and Luca Guenna

Graphics: Ray O'Neill (Honcho Production) and Steven Barton
Front Cover Photo: Mike Gallivan

Recorded at:

Monte Golico Studio, Varese (I)
Marco Zanzi, Engineer

Flyin' Cloud Studio, Eden, NC
Doug Rorrer, Engineer

Far and Away Studios, Boulder, CO
Geoff Gray, Engineer

Rush Music Studios, Mallorca, Spain
Rob Boughton, Engineer

Kennel Club Music Peyton, CO
Pup Morse, Engineer

The New Old School Studio, Navarro, CA
Calvin Turnbull, Engineer

Moon Palace, NYC
Kyle Paas, Engineer, David Thomas, Assistant Engineer

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