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to the other shore

by Ben Hunsberger

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Words and music by Ben Hunsberger April, 2004 © 2004 Welcome Farm Music Here it comes again Here it comes again I didn't see it coming But you're the better man. On the fence again On the fence again I didn't hear it coming But you're the better man. You can blame it on me You can blame it on sun in your eyes You can blame what you see When you hide in the dark You can blame it on leaves in a teacup Or clouds in the skies Tides change in the sea And it's time to decide. It’s on your face again Hidden in your grin Didn’t see it coming Yes, but you're the better man. Don't ask me the reason If it's winter the snow will fly If it's spring then the snow's gonna melt on the hill If there's a reason I'm sure that You will make sense of it all Tides change in the sea Seems to me that it's time to decide. It's only better when It's better now than then Didn't I tell you? You're the better man. Ah, didn’t I tell you? You're the better man.
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Words and music by Ben Hunsberger September, 2004 © 2004 Welcome Farm Music Winter's laughing in the summer wind Same song, day in, day out. Cold passion, with an icy hand Same song, day in, day out. Dark horse in the desert sand Same song, day in, day out. Place you bet, let the games begin Same song, day in, day out. Is the sun setting over the mountain, Or is it rising up out of the sea? Toss a coin into the fountain, Really makes no difference to me. New page, read the book again Same song, day in, day out. Clear skies, the fog is in Same song, day in, day out. Lost pride, score the loss a win Same song, day in, day out. Angels die and the night begins Same song, day in, day out. Is the sun rising over the mountain, Or is it setting out over the sea? Flip a coin, toss it into the fountain, What's the difference between you and me? Deny reason, give the word a spin Same song, day in, day out. Dig deeper, it's paper thin Same song, day in, day out. Cast the net, haul another in Same song, day in, day out. Speak the lie, raise your right hand Same song, day in, day out. Is the sun setting over the mountain, Or is it rising up out of the sea? Toss a coin into the fountain, Really makes no difference to me, Is the sun rising over the mountain, Or is it setting out over the sea? Flip a coin, toss it into the fountain, What's the difference between you and me?
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Words and music by Ben Hunsberger March, 2004 © 2004 Welcome Farm Music Small child grows up fast Heart full of hope, dreams of glass Would she walk so tall and leave the same footprint If she'd been born in the Port of the Prince? Small child off to school ABC's, the Golden Rule Would his life be show any difference If he'd been born in the Port of the Prince? Shouldn't I pray for the little ones? Say it's right and time will pass Say it's wrong and the time will pass What you call it makes no difference To the little ones in the Port of the Prince. Shouldn't I pray for the little ones?
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Words and music by Ben Hunsberger June, 2004 © 2004 Welcome Farm Music Give me the strength to bury my mother. Row, my brothers, row to the sea. She carried herself with the grace of an angel. Row with me brothers to the other shore. Show me the way to comfort my father. Row, my brothers, row to the sea. Give him some hope, and take all his sadness. Row with me brothers to the other shore. Save, if you would, a thought for me, brothers. Row, my brothers, row to the sea. Give me your hand; we’ll comfort each other. Row with me brothers to the other shore.
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hard year 04:17
Words and music by Ben Hunsberger November, 2004 © 2004 Welcome Farm Music Take a bus out of nowhere on a highway of gold To the point of departure where no one grows old Pack the things that you need Get your gear stowed Destination is so far away Tell your kids that you're going with a kiss on the head Show your wife extra kindness and take her to bed She will need to be fearless When she's fill with the dread Of a place that is so far away It's been a hard year, a hard road Seems like there's nothing but gray Destiny's changing It's been bought and sold Hallelujah is so far away. You signed on the line, the decision is made Mothers are crying for the risks you will take And if you should die before you awake They will pray to your god your spirit to take It's been a hard year, a hard road Seems like there's nothing but gray Nowhere to pull over To balance the load Salvation is so far away. It was clear to you then, not a doubt in your mind You could step to the plate, walk the straight line But certainty's ellusive In these uncertain times And the stone keeps on rolling away It's been a hard year, a hard road There will be no indifference today What hangs in the balance And what you've been told Will weigh on your mind, will weigh on your soul. It's been a hard year, a hard road Seems like there's nothing but gray Destiny's changing It's been bought and sold Hallelujah is so far away.
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sweetie pie 03:57
Words and music by Ben Hunsberger May, 2004 © 2004 Welcome Farm Music Saving all my money Going to get something to eat There's a dinner on the corner Few blocks down the street Mmmm Check the daily specials Get the most for my dime Order up something tastey This is going to take some time Mmmm When the waitress asks me "Would you care for some dessert? I'm sure you'll find some room If you just loosen up your shirt..." I say, "Thank you very kindly, But I'm saving room for Sweetie Pie. I appreciate the offer, But I'm saving room for Sweetie Pie." Stopping by the grocery Do some shopping for the week Cruising down the aisles Fill the basket to the peak Mmmm The lady in the check-out Says her life is such a mess. She wonders if I'd like to help Relieve some of her stress... I say, "Thank you very kindly, But I'm saving room for Sweetie Pie. It's a very handsome offer, But I'm saving room for Sweetie Pie."
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water is low 03:32
Words and music by Ben Hunsberger November, 2004 © 2004 Welcome Farm Music Water is low in the river this year Too little snow, not enough rain For the sun I can't complain But the water is low in the river. Water is low in the river this year It's low in the lake, low in the streams There's some current, but not what it seems Water is low in the river. What will become of this river this year? Could be I don't remember so well My memories color, color with time Maybe I remember the good years too well And leave the bad years to fade on the vine. Water is low in the river this year I could never wade this spot before I see new islands and far too much shore Water is low in the river. What will become of this river this year?

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released December 20, 2004

all songs written and performed by ben hunsberger
recording and production by ben hunsberger

Ben's website: www.welcomefarmmusic.com

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Ben Hunsberger Bowdoinham

layer fresh melodies with full-bodied undertones.
fold in a little nature and politics.
season with angst, humor, and a pinch of sarcasm.
serve with plenty of volume.

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