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Flying with Rosalie Sorrels

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Published on 4 Jun 2008

A slide show tribute to Rosalie and friends, hers and mine, some here, some gone on. It covers forty-five years of shooting pictures for me and a lifetime of singing for Rosalie. The second slide isn't clear enough to show Rosalie and Nancy Stringfellow, for whom the song is made, and so much of her work acknowledges, looking out the big window at Querencia, the home place on Grimes Creek, in Idaho, where their hearts are, and will stay. Rosalie will be 75 soon, and it's good because if, as some seem to believe, she has gone on herself, then someone should call all those people expecting her to show up on tour next month and give them the unfortunate news. Otherwise, here's an example of the treat those audiences are in for.

There is more about the video and the people in it at www.jdlarge08.wordpress.com

Here are the lyrics to the song, for teachers:
Song for Daughters-Mama

Sing your songs to keep away the night
Draw the curtain, light the fire
The candles glimmer and perfume of pine and roses fills the room
Outside, the cold stars shine

The books you loved are waiting on the shelves,
The wine is poured, The table set
The curtains drawn across the pane
to keep out the sound of wind and rain
Outside, the cold stars shine

But the wind is rising and you've got to go
Clouds are running races in the sky
The treetops toss, the wind is riding high
The stars are calling, calling

No arms can hold you in a warm embrace
The place you want is not this place
You want the winds of time against your face
You want the wild rain falling
Outside the cold stars shine,
And you are theirs, not mine.

Like some old gypsy woman, with her face turned toward the fire
I seek the truth in the eyes of those who hear.
'Cause it lies in the eye of a lover, or of a fool or of a liar,
and assembles in the heart of a silent tear

chorus
Mama you got it right when you said no one would ever hold me,
I'd be walkin' on the wind 'til the day I die.
But nobody ever bought me, Mama, nobody ever sold me,
And I'm gonna stand until I fall, life is to live, death comes to us all
and my friend the wind is teaching me to fly,
I can fly, Mama, I can fly.

And the truth will always show you more than just one face, my friend
Ah, the faces, they never stay the same,
And in the time it takes to turn, your very world might end,
You might stand there naked and alone without your name.

Mama you got it right when you said no one would ever hold me,
I'd be walkin' on the wind 'til the day I die.
But nobody ever bought me, Mama, nobody ever sold me,
And I'm gonna stand until I fall, life is to live, death comes to us all
and my friend the wind is teaching me to fly,
I can fly, Mama, I can fly.

Now the ghost has showed me beauty that comes from the heart of song,
He taught me to hold my heart inside my eye,
And my Mama taught me not to be afraid to be alone,
And I learned by myself that it cleans your soul to cry.

Chorus

http://www.rosaliesorrels.com/externa...

Thanks and Farewell to Utah Phillips for his photo from his Memorial site.
Thanks for the home page photo from Rosalie's site.

All other photos were taken by (or of) Jack Large,
from 1966 to the present

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