Blue Deux

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This is a recording of a few of our favorite tunes.

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released June 17, 2016

Elias Schwartzman - Fiddle/Vocals
Calvin Anderson - Guitar/Vocals
Mike Troolines - Engineer

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Blue Deux California

Playing well-known Bluegrass, Roots, Irish and Americana with old-time authenticity and edgy modern style, this duo’s twin instrument attack will leave you tapping your feet and swinging your partner round and round. You are just as likely to hear a 100 year old tune as a popular song from the radio in their unique folk style. ... more

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Track Name: Mountain Dew
There's a big hollow tree down the road here from me
Where you lay down a dollar or two
Well you roll 'round the bend and when you come back again
There's a jug full of good old mountain dew

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They call it that mountain dew
And them that refuse it are few
I'll shut up my mug if you fill up my jug
With that good old mountain dew

My uncle Nort, he's sawed off and short
He measures about four foot two
Well he thinks he's a giant when you give him a pint
Of that good old mountain dew

Well, my old aunt June bought some brand new perfume
It had such a sweet smelling pew
But to her surprise when she had it analyzed
It was nothing but good old mountain dew

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Well the preacher rolled by with his head hoisted high
his wife had come down with the flu
and he thought that I ought just to sell him a quart of that
Good old mountain dew

Well, my brother Bill's got a still on the hill
Where he runs off a gallon or two
The buzzards in the sky get so drunk they can't fly
From smelling that good old mountain dew

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Track Name: Clay Pigeons
I’m going down to the greyhound station
Gonna get a ticket to ride
Gonna find that lady with 2 or 3 kids
And sit down by her side
And ride until the sun comes up and down around me about 2 or 3 times
smoking cigarettes in the last seat
trying to hide my sorrow from the people I meet
And get along with it all
Go down where people say ya'll
Sing a song with a friend
Change the shape that I’m in
And get back in the game
And start playing again

I’d like to stay but I might have to go to start over again
I might go back down to Texas I might go somewhere that I’ve never been
And get up in the morning and go out at night
And I won’t have to go home
Get used to being alone
Change the words to this song
And start singing again

I’m tired of running round looking for answers to questions that I already know
I could build me a castle of memories just to have somewhere to go
Count the days and the nights that it takes to get back in the saddle again
Feed the pigeons some clay
Turn the night into day
Start talking again when I know what to say

I’m going down to the greyhound station
Gonna get a ticket to ride
Gonna find that lady with 2 or 3 kids
And sit down by her side
And Ride until the sun comes up and down around about 2 or 3 times
smoking cigarettes in the last seat
trying to hide my sorrow from the people I meet
And get along with it all
Go down where people say ya'll
Feed the pigeons some clay
Turn the night into day
Start talking again when I know what to say
Track Name: Belle of Belfast City
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I'll tell me ma when I go home,
The boys won't leave the girls alone,
They pulled my hair and stole my comb,
But that's all right 'till I get home.
She is handsome, she is pretty
She is the belle of Belfast city,
She is a courtin' em, one two three
Please won't you tell me who is she?

Albert Mooney says he loves her,
All the boys are fighting for her,
They knock on the door and they ring the bell
Saying oh my true love, are you well?
Here she comes, as white as snow,
Rings on her fingers and bells on her toes,
Ole Jenny Murray she says she'll die
If she doesn't get the fellow with the roving eye.

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Let the wind and the rain and the hail blow high
Let the snow come tumbling from the sky
She's as nice as apple pie
She'll get her own man, by and by
When she does get a lad of her own,
She won't tell her ma 'till she gets home,
Let them all come as they will,
For it's Albert Mooney she loves still.

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