----He Had It Figured Out---- By Mace Hathaway, About John Hartford
Sun Dec 31, 2023 5:18 pm
17:16:58---31.12.2023 :
This song was written as an entry into the John Hartford Memorial Music Festival song writers contest.
There are recordings of it somewhere...but as of right now they are currently missing.
Enjoy.
John Hartford tribute song
He Had It Figured Out- By Mace Hathaway
Steamer boats and old time songs their part of the plan
Fiddle neath' your chin and a bow in your hand
Nobody knows what you do, the old time river man
A life to live a life to love a life to understand
And Hartford had it figured out
Pickers dreams are full of things like hitting the old highway
Never heal their busted wheels can't stand to throw nothing away
Just let him go mama when the morning bugle sings.
He'll be bound for Nashville town on the siver eagle's wings
John Hartford had it figured out, let music lead the way
Have karma draw the map throw a new dart everyday
Fate holds the compass so keep your eyes peeled wide
Let music lead the way sit back and enjoy the ride
Let music lead the way sit back and enjoy the ride
Try to chase a poet's path, better luck to cage the wind
Ain't no end to love girl, I wish we had our time again
I'd climb up in tall buildings and shout out to the day
Let music lead the way
John Hartford had it figured out, let music lead the way
When kindness draws your map throw a new dart everyday
Fate holds the compass so keep time with the tides
Let music lead the way sit back and enjoy the ride
Let music lead the way sit back and enjoy the ride
The hippies all pickin up on the hilltop, throwing hot licks around
Every year folks pack their gear and move to Bean Blossom town
Truth be told and banjos roll just like back in the goodle days
Let music lead the way
John Hartford had it figured out
This song was written as an entry into the John Hartford Memorial Music Festival song writers contest.
There are recordings of it somewhere...but as of right now they are currently missing.
Enjoy.
John Hartford tribute song
He Had It Figured Out- By Mace Hathaway
Steamer boats and old time songs their part of the plan
Fiddle neath' your chin and a bow in your hand
Nobody knows what you do, the old time river man
A life to live a life to love a life to understand
And Hartford had it figured out
Pickers dreams are full of things like hitting the old highway
Never heal their busted wheels can't stand to throw nothing away
Just let him go mama when the morning bugle sings.
He'll be bound for Nashville town on the siver eagle's wings
John Hartford had it figured out, let music lead the way
Have karma draw the map throw a new dart everyday
Fate holds the compass so keep your eyes peeled wide
Let music lead the way sit back and enjoy the ride
Let music lead the way sit back and enjoy the ride
Try to chase a poet's path, better luck to cage the wind
Ain't no end to love girl, I wish we had our time again
I'd climb up in tall buildings and shout out to the day
Let music lead the way
John Hartford had it figured out, let music lead the way
When kindness draws your map throw a new dart everyday
Fate holds the compass so keep time with the tides
Let music lead the way sit back and enjoy the ride
Let music lead the way sit back and enjoy the ride
The hippies all pickin up on the hilltop, throwing hot licks around
Every year folks pack their gear and move to Bean Blossom town
Truth be told and banjos roll just like back in the goodle days
Let music lead the way
John Hartford had it figured out
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