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Mama​’​s Biscuits

by Kirby Heard

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1.
Montgomery County 03:57
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Mama’s biscuits, and coming when you’re called That’s what life was like, it was simpler and all Beans a-simmer, roasting chicken smells good, too Butter churning, and a wood fire up the flue chorus: Living in Montgomery County, Life was peaceful there & then Our doors unlocked, keys left in cars And knowing home’s around the bend I visit often in my mind’s eye I’m rich with mem’ries of the days gone by Granddad let me cross the road to find the hum Of that John Deere tractor plowing in the sun Neighbor busy, stops to wave and wipe his brow No time for resting, but here we say “hey” anyhow chorus Sheets a-flappin’’ in everyone’s back yard Families gather, giving thanks for what comes hard Nothin’ fancy; we get by with what we have And mama’s spirit still overlooks our humble land chorus
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Meet Me at the Gate 04:26
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Will you meet me at the gate when I arrive? I’m sure I’ll recognize your smiling eyes I guess you’ve seen me all along, and how I’ve struggled to write a song That says I miss you & wish that you were still alive So is there a heaven and what’s it like? Do you think they’ll let me in? Is honesty still a virtue? ‘Cause I haven’t kept track of my sins There are no reservations for a Heavenly destination And my rusty halo needs some polishin’ You bought the boat before you learned how to sail That was your style, and of course you did prevail Became the Skipper of the Fleet; missin’ church was kinda neat I was your First Mate every Sunday without fail But I’d sure like to see your mustache smile Share jokes I didn’t ‘get’ as a child Will you tell me once out loud that I sure have made you proud? More than forty years gone by to reconcile You danced at the wedding I never had Gave me away (in my mind) like any Dad I’m older now than you were then; what will it be like, seeing you again? Will our reunion be happy or sad? Are you in the Angel Choir still singing bass? You served the City & the Scouts, & men in space I know that I was only seventeen, but to me you were just like a King Taught by example your humility and grace So is there a heaven and what’s it like? Do you think they’ll let me in? Is honesty still a virtue? ‘Cause I haven’t kept track of my sins There are no reservations for a Heavenly destination And my rusty halo needs some polishin’ My rusty halo may need a bit of polishin'
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With You There 03:18
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It makes me sad to see you cry; your quivering lips, your red eyes Wish I were there in the same town to take away what makes you frown But I’m too far and you’re alone, can’t hold you closer than my phone Nor wish the miles away, instead I’ll hold you in my dreams ahead Close your eyes, I’m with you there. You must know how much I care Kiss your brow, stroke your cheek; I’ll hold you close while you’re asleep I hate to see him break your heart, he has no clue how far apart He’s driven you, though close you were; but not so now; that seems a blur Longing to restore your smile I’ll hold you in my mind awhile Your light I wish to reignite and see your beacon in the night Close your eyes, I’m with you there. You must know how much I care Kiss your brow, stroke your cheek; I’ll hold you close while you’re asleep
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Slingshot 02:26
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Albea get your slingshot & sit here quietly We’re gonna get a rabbit for supper, you and me Pop expected all of us to help to run the home We took to squirrel huntin’, a skill that we could hone “Go find us a rock or two,” my brother always said He helped me make my slingshot so we could all be fed Albea get your slingshot & sit here quietly We’re gonna get a rabbit for supper, you and me Woodrow showed me one day just how to sit and wait A rabbit or a squirrel soon would meet its fate I’m not doin’ “nothin’” a-leanin’ on this tree I’m huntin’ food for supper, my big brother & me Albea get your slingshot & sit here quietly We’re gonna get a rabbit for supper, you and me Pinch that rock real tight and stretch the rubber band You gotta be real patient and hold a steady hand Wait real nice and quiet like a statue stone Pop’ll be so proud of us when we bring supper home chorus
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Can’t Find the Words 02:39
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Well, the songs have all been written, the words already spoke The pictures all been painted, the memories have been evoked You know they say there’s nothing new now; it’s all been done before No more music, art or poems, not much for this troubadour I just want to write a love song to let the world know how I feel Can’t find the words to say what my heart is telling me I’d hang the moon & the stars for you, dear, if they weren’t already there You loved me from the very start and then you won my heart so fair The way your eyes light up around me makes the diamonds lose their shine Like they’re jealous of your glow - the heart you’re holding there is mine I just want to write a love song to let the world know how I feel Can’t find the words to say what my heart is telling me Yes, I just want to write a love song yhat I can sing for you It may not be the first one but to me it’s all brand new It may not be the first one, but from my heart it’s true
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Missing You Sunday Blues 03:05
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Sittin’ on the sofa, got the missin’ you Sunday blues Another week is gone and I’m missing you bad, it’s true There ain’t a thing I can do, I got the missin’ you Sunday blues I saw you there on Monday, and then day after that Then once again on Wednesday when you wore that gangster hat Then Thursday, Friday, Saturday we jammed out with the guys But now the music is over, the weekend is gone And I can’t tell any lies, and I’m… Sittin’ on the sofa, got the missin’ you Sunday blues Another week is gone and I’m missing you bad, it’s true There ain’t a thing I can do, I got the missin’ you Sunday blues Well, we drove on down to Doodad to see that awesome band They threw down with the best of them, and then you took my hand We danced the night away like there was no one else around But then the sun came up, my bubble burst And now I’m feeling down, so I’m… Sittin’ on the sofa, got the missin’ you Sunday blues Another week is gone and I’m missing you bad, it’s true There ain’t a thing I can do, I got the missin’ you Sunday blues You took me to the festival, it really was divine Like summer camp for grown-ups we had a real good time The pickin’ & the friends we made, not to mention the homemade brew But now it’s time to go home and then back to work Something I don’t wanna do! And I’m… Sittin’ on the sofa, got the missin’ you Sunday blues Another week is gone and I’m missing you bad, it’s true There ain’t a thing I can do, I got the missin’ you Sunday blues
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Mama’s Attic 02:55
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I found some things in mama’s attic, their stories I had not been told The ancient, silent family photos keep secrets valued more than gold I see connections in their faces, familiar hairline, smile or brow If only they could speak and tell me just where they lived, & when, & how Way up in mama’s attic, safely put away up there Are mem’ries of her younger days too dear to throw away or share Her baubles, jewelry and keepsakes meant so much to her, it seems I wish I knew more of the history; there’s more to her than I have seen Did she love nights of ballroom dancing? I guess that I will never know Collecting treasures through the decades seemed the substance of her soul Way up in mama’s attic, safely put away up there Are mem’ries of her younger days too dear to throw away or share A wedge of forty years between us she didn’t want to be alone Yet she became less of a mother, merely a voice on the phone She knew I’d researched on the family; now I’ve found things they left behind I wonder why she never told me… I’m left to conjure in my mind I learned so many things from mama; at least what she chose to impart We share values but I’m wishing I knew her better from the heart Way up in mama’s attic, safely put away up there Are mem’ries of her younger days too dear to throw away or share Way up in mama’s attic, safely put away up there Are mem’ries of her younger days I dearly wish she would have shared
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Day is Done 02:53
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I’m here in the middle, between the mountains and the sea The hills have been my home, now the tide is calling me There’s the glory in the highlands where Eagles soar above And the salty, sandy water beckons as a hopeless love If I drop it all and move away, I’ll wind up all alone So the answer lies within me — where I’m found when day is done Peaks above the tree line reach up to touch the sky The gurgle of headwaters has been my lullaby The motion of the ocean ebbs and flows with energy Desires I’ve never known before are awakening in me I can’t be in two places, I’ll remain here like a dove I’ll know the mountains as my homeland and the sea, my far-off love So I gaze into the night sky, for I know they share this space I can’t move the mountains to the sea still I seek my happy place The stars shall navigate for me as the sailors in the past And gently guide my troubled heart to find my peace at last If I drop it all and move away, I’ll wind up all alone So the answer lies within me — where I’m found when day is done If I drop it all and move away, I’ll wind up all alone So the answer lies within me — where I’m found when day is done
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Get (The Hell) Off My Farm 01:39
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I see you stalking around me I know that you want to do harm My infrared shows me the places you go Why don’t you get off of my farm I see you there on my camera, the close-up lens shows me your face Just what do you need? Is it meanness or greed? Why don’t you get out of my place! I see you creeping ‘round my porch at night My business is mine and it just isn’t right What do you want from me? Please let me be And get the hell off of my farm. I see you’re there ‘round my buildings I have them to hide all my stuff Your snooping ways leaving me feeling betrayed, And it really is making me huff Why don’t you mind your own business? You know that we used to be friends You’re pushing me close to use razor wire And electrify my metal fence I see you creeping ‘round my porch at night My business is mine and it just isn’t right What do you want from me? Please let me be And get the hell off of my farm.
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Caroline 02:56
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My home was in the Midwest flatlands; Left it there, myself to find. Headed east and somewhat southward, found rolling hills in Caroline A cowgirl roped my lonely heart there and took me to her farm I never knew sweet love could find me. We fell forever arm in arm Caroline, sweet brown eyes. Caroline, deep blue skies Caroline, you stole my heart. Caroline, we’ll never part We explored this land together; ‘cross the countryside we roamed Found there was no greater beauty than our Carolina home Many years we’ve shared together. Loving friends have come & gone Sweet Caroline has made our family. A truer love, there could be none Caroline, sweet brown eyes. Caroline, deep blue skies Caroline, you stole my heart. Caroline, we’ll never part Sandy beaches, Blue Ridge mountains, city lights and family farms Shades of life more than Giverny, caring souls with loving arms Though we’re older now, and golden, and we’re rooted to this land I have become a misplaced Yankee, sweet Caroline, my heart & hand Caroline, sweet brown eyes. Caroline, deep blue skies Caroline, you stole my heart. Caroline, we’ll never part Caroline, you stole my heart. Caroline, we’ll never part
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Reflections 02:18
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Who do I see in my mirror? Is she the same as me? Grey with wrinkled outlines; my colors do I see? Is it there, my endless quest for truth, Sprinkled with light-hearted wit? Is my heart of gold pinned on my sleeve? Do I show my grit? I’m polishing my reflection; no reason to make believe Embrace the face in my mirror, finally reveal the true me I’ve been bruised & beaten; and loved incredibly Victories over struggles, they’ve written the story of me It seems I’ve created a cover, a kind of a social mask I fool some folks I know — they never even ask No self-denial, I know I’m true, no one else I’m trying to be Are you seeing me in the mirror? I’m not hiding my identity Swimming against the mainstream, do I act as someone I’m not? Where’s the woman I’ve met before? Does she fear getting caught? I’m bound to admire who I am, with no uncertainty So I’ll see the face in my mirror as she is meant to be I’m polishing my reflection; no reason to make believe Embrace the face in my mirror, finally, finally reveal the true me
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You Don’t Have to Know Jesus 02:29
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My mama taught me lessons about love and peace and life She taught me through her living in good times and in strife Now the Pope says it’s okay if I don’t believe in God I guess you don’t have to know Jesus to write a gospel song Pope Francis said some things that give my soul a rest Being spiritual doesn’t mean I need religion as a nest It’s okay my church is nature and not just brick and stone I guess you don’t have to know Jesus to write a gospel song It’s all about brotherhood, kindness, truth and love The sort we find inside ourselves and not just from above The light of the spirit is deep inside each one I guess you don’t have to know Jesus to write a gospel song Mother Teresa showed me how to live this way My Presbyterian rearing didn’t hurt in any way I learned to love & honor others, all along I guess you don’t have to know Jesus to write a gospel song It’s all about sisterhood, kindness, truth and love The sort we find inside ourselves and not just from above

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Kirby Heard's freshman effort, released November 2019 - 12 story songs from the heart. Robert Christgau gave an A- review and listed at #26 in his Dean's List 2020.

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released November 8, 2019

Recorded & mixed by February 2019 at Good Luck Studios, FJ Ventre Engineer, Chapel Hill, NC; Jon Shain Producer. Mastering by Wesley Easter, Eastwood Studios, Cana, VA.

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Kirby Heard High Point, North Carolina

Kirby Heard has become known for songs that take listeners on journeys through yesteryear and memories of home. Often introspective, inquisitive, and witty, these are songs with an authentic voice and perspective. Chris Spector (Midwest Record) called it ‘delightful, meaty songwriting that could only come from the heart and does a great job of opening your ears.’ ... more

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