'Ski Nopsis:

Winner NaNoWriMo 2007
We Won!! 'SKI has now officially survived and won NaNoWriMo 2007. Publishing of the novel is expected shortly. Or maybe finishing.
Upcoming: 'SKI is working on a tour for February, March, and April. Look for us near you and come say 'Hi!'
Keep your eye open for a remastered version of 'Ski - Live at the Jo
'Ski is currently recording our new CD "Resisting Rhyme"
E-mail us with suggestions for what songs to put on it.

In our 'Ski-D players:

Everybody:
Four Shillings Short -- Attitude and Grattitude
Kathryn:
Pat Donohue -- Backroads
Brian:
Breaking Benjamin -- Phobia
Caitlin:
Ani DiFranco -- Knuckle Down

Superior

By Kathryn Morski

FM7           CM7   FM7                   CM7
I like my job here, in the city,   but when I close my eyes
FM7                CM7        Am7    Dm7          G7
I see a hawk go arrowing up into Northern skies…
FM7                 CM7               FM7                   CM7
Alpine meadows, sweet with Spring filled with small stars, blossoming.
FM7           CM7          Am7                    Dm7        G7
Life's astir in every budding tree.  It's calling me!

C            C7                     Dm7          G7
Cold water pine country's calling my name,
Dm7         G7       CM7       Am7
Telling me wasting a life is a shame.
Dm7         G7         CM7    Am7
Luring me back to that freshwater sea,
Dm7               G7                    CM7
Place where my heart wants to be…
Dm7               G7                    C        FM7    CM7    FM7   CM7
Place where my heart wants to be…

Sixteen weeks in a factory town. 
Smells and sounds and the crowds got me down.
Honest earth seems so far away today!

Cold water pine country's calling my name,
Telling me wasting my life is a shame…

Dm           G7                CM7  Am
Cranes fly home now to the north country
Dm            G7            CM7         Am
Ferns spring up, and the wind blows free.
Dm                         Am
And the melting streams are calling to me,
Dm                        G7
“Come on home!  Come on home!”

sick of the concrete and the tired sirens' cries,
longing for the shorebirds and the wind-rushed skies!
White pine beckons by a rock-lined bay, calling today..

Cold water pine country's calling my name…

 

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