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Keeper of the Fire
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Honest to God Cowboy Music!
Saddle up with Buck Helton! Im a rootin, tootin, sixgun shootin, yodeling cowhand! (courtesy of Wylie Gustafson) These lyrics describe Buck Helton to a T! Singer, Songwriter, Yodeler extrordinaire, Award winning Cowboy Poet, Author, Columnist, Humorist, Emcee, and Western Actor. Buck brings the music, history and romance of the West to life before your very eyes! Whether you're after historically acurate costumes, and songs of the trail (and the stories behind them) or the golden age of the B-Westerns, with the great tunes from Roy, and Gene, Tex and Rex. Cowboy Poetry for your next gathering, yodels that'll blow the roof right off 'yer bunkhouse, or a great villian or side-kick for your next production, Buck is the one to call!
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Podcasts • Poetry
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#1,678 today Peak #10
#294 in subgenre Peak #2
Author
Buck L. Helton
Rights
2010
Uploaded
February 25, 2010
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MP3 2.3 MB • 128 kbps • 2:29
Story behind the song
A friend made the comment that Western Music has to"move beyond the classics" Now, I knew ewhat he meant, but the way he said it irritated me, and I wrote this in response. I'm am now Cowboy Music's self-appointed keeper of the campfire.
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Cowboy songs were born around a fire, on the Trails of long ago They told about a way of life Cowboys had come to know Some were funny, some were sad, but in laughter and in tears The stories that they told would be around a hundred years And be picked up and carried off, like a burning brand To spread the light of Cowboy ways to others cross the land As the voice of far flung embers, now becomes a mighty choir I sometimes stop and wonder, whoa019ll stay and tend the fire? For every branch thata019s taken out, to light some minstrela019s way Another must replace it, lest the music go astray Yes, the songs have got to blaze new trails, and walk in other boots But remember that the tallest trees are those with deepest roots Let the young ones gather round the fire, for songs of long ago The melodies that touched our souls, and set our hearts aglow For a pinto pal a yearning, and a Cowboya019s life desire I see that gleam rekindled every time I tend the fire As you build on these foundations, wherever you may go Dona019t forget the Zebra Dun, or little wrangler Joe Remember too Laredo town, and all that went on prior Come back home from time to time, and help to tend the fire These new songs can light up a heart, like those we knew back then, Can make you laugh, or cry, or dance, or even shout Amen! But if you growed up like I did, then you might not find it strange That I still get misty eyed, when I sing Home on the Range To know where youa019re a-goin, you must know where youa019ve been That old campfire, burning bright will lead you home again And fuel your dreams, and songs anew, it always will inspire Me? Ia019ll stay and stir the flames, Ia019m the keeper of the fire.
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