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Dream
United Artists Records
1975
Remastered and reissued in 2003 on Capitol Records
Their first pure studio recording since Will the Circle Be Unbroken, Dream is another, very different earful, sort of psychedelic country/bluegrass. The band is joined by Linda Ronstadt, Leon Russell, and actor Gary Busey (as "Teddy Jack Eddy," on drums). The sound is more varied than on previous albums, with a harder electric country feel on "Bayou Jubilee," which segues directly into the bluegrass instrumental "Sally Was a Goodun." Ronstadt does a great job singing "Hey Good Lookin'," but mostly it's the Dirt Band singing, including a superb rendtion of "All I Have to Do Is Dream." The group had previously released a fun live rendition of Jimmie Driftwood's "The Battle of New Orleans," and cover it here in a somewhat funkier studio version. John McEuen also gives us a taste of some of the sounds he'd later explore more fully on his solo releases with "Classical Banjo I / Malaguena / Classical Banjo II." They offer a non-country instrumental, "Sleeping on the Beach," which could have come from a '50s mood instrumental album -- of course, they follow it up with William McEuen's carnival music-inspired "Santa Monica Pier," which segues into the gorgeous lost single "Ripplin' Waters," by Jim Ibbotson, one of two hits that should have been off this album (the other is Ken Edwards' "Mother of Love"). The disc ends with William McEuen's wind harp instrumental and a music-box piece called "Symphonion Montage."
Bruce Eder, All-Music Guide

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Track Listing (choose a title below for lyrics):
In 1814 we took a little trip,
along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississip.
We took a little bacon and we took a little beans,
and we fought the bloody British in the town of New Orleans.
We fired our guns and the British kept a comin',
There wasn't 'bout as many as there was awhile ago.
We fired once more and they began to runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.
Oh we looked down the river and we seen the British come.
There must have been a hundred of 'em beatin' on a drum.
They stepped so high and they made their bugles ring.
We stood behind our cotton bales and didn't say a thing.
Old Hickory said we could take em by surprise,
if we didnąt fire our muskets till we looked em in the eyes.
We held our fire till we seen their faces well,
then we opened up our squirrel guns and gave em a little ...
Well .... we...
....fired our guns and the British kept a comin',
There wasn't 'bout as many as there was awhile ago.
We fired once more and they began to runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.
Well they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles,
and they ran through the bushes where a rabbit wouldnąt go.
They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch em,
on down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.
We fired our cannons till the barrels melted down,
then we grabbed an alligator and we fired another round.
We filled his head with cannonballs and powdered his behind,
and when we touched the powder off, the gator lost his mind.
We fired our guns and the British kept a comin,
There wasn't 'bout as many as there was awhile ago.
We fired once more and they began to runnin
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.
Well they ran through the briars and they ran through the rambles,
and they ran through the bushes where a rabbit wouldn't go.
They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch em
on down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.
I got rippling waters to wake me
to the morning, my woman and love
our tall pine trees are pointing us easily to heaven above
Blue spruce flaming on the grate in the evening
Takes the chill away fine
Cut the telephone line and the story's the same
There's an old red chair by our window
That we found at a sale down the lane
Some old women said they needed more room for the winter
People like to pull out the stuffing when they sit down
So it passes the time
Cut the telephone line and the story's the same
Blow like a bubble on a windy day
Start to flutter when I hear you say
That you feel to good to go away
And you make me feel fine
You've made my world a warmer place
By the sparkle of your diamond face
on a frayed spot, put a little lace
And you make me feel fine
Warm as the mountain sunshine
On the edge of the snowline
In a meadow of columbine
Oh, little Jennifer, I'd give a penny for
What you've got on your mind
It seems like most of the time you're lying here dreaming.
Maybe in your vision you've seen how our mission is slightly less than divine
Cut the telephone line and the story's the same
Yep, now rippling waters flow through pipes
In the walls and they're keeping me warm
And the closest I've been tomy family for days is our music
You can silently stare in themorning sky
It's like hearing her calling my name
Cut the telephone line and the story might change
Dream, dream dream dream, dream, dream dream dream
When I want you in my arms,
when I want you and all your charms
Whenever I want you, all I have to do, is
Dream, dream dream dream
When I feel blue in the night,
and I need you to hold me tight
Whenever I want you, all I have to do, is
Dream, dream dream dream
I can make you mine, taste your lips of wine,
any time, night or day
Only trouble is, gee wiz,
I'm dreamin' my life away
I need you so that I could die,
I love you so, and that is why
Whenever I want you, all I have to do, is
Dream, dream dream dream, dream
I can make you mine, taste your lips of wine,
any time, night or day
Only trouble is, gee wiz, I
'm dreamin' my life away
I need you so that I could die,
I love you so, and that is why
Whenever I want you, all I have to do, is
Dream, dream dream dream (repeats out)
The Moon Just Turned Blue |
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