Anne Harris |
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![]() 2001 All songs by Anne Harris Photos & design by Flynn |
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Tracks |
Listen Lo-Fi |
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| 1 | Good For It | Lyrics | |||
| 2 | I Think I got You | Lyrics | |||
| 3 | Where's the Girl | Lyrics | |||
| 4 | Rugged Road | Lyrics | |||
| 5 | Bother Me | Lyrics | |||
| 6 | Dandelion | Lyrics | |||
| 7 | Leaves Turnin' | Lyrics | |||
| 8 | Someday | Lyrics | |||
| 9 | What I Am | Lyrics | |||
Accolades |
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“The Coolest Vibe of 2001” |
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Reviews |
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“Ever feel like taking a cross-country road trip? Listen
to Anne Harris' eponymous album and grab your keys. Harris lets an eclectic
mix of percussion and her own fiddling guide her soulful voice… …this album
is a shout out to anyone who likes earthy tones and vibrant lyrics, an
artist who in many ways resembles folk goddess Ani DiFranco.” |
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“Kicking off with a song that could easily mesh with
Dave Matthews or even Led Zeppelin's ‘That's the Way,’ this
musician can find a good melody and evolve it over five to six minutes. …
Harris definitely is onto something special.” AMG Rating: 4 Stars |
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“Debut disc by vocalist/fiddler is seductive & sweet… If
this is her debut disc, one can only imagine what’s next for this talented
artist. 4 Stars.” |
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“Buckle yourselves in, kids. This is a great ride. There
is not a quiet moment on this CD. It bursts with life in every note. … Each
song wants to explore. She has a knack for layering slinking, sliding,
sensually writhing notes just beneath the surface, whether they’re played on
the fiddle or carried by her voice. … It’ll make your toes wiggle.” |
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Lyrics |
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© 2001 Anne Harris |
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I can see a change is coming |
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© 2001 Anne Harris |
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I think I got you now, uh huh |
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© 2001 Anne Harris |
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| I never thought tomorrow would come so fast I'm trying to make a deal with today When suddenly out of the blue it comes hurling past Wish it would step aside out my way Racing across the lawns to the IGA Gotta buy all the candy in sight Crying for hours and hours on the telephone Wish I was pretty wish he would call me Going, going, gone Going, going, gone Where's the girl Where's the girl Looking across the threshold of womanhood Breathless and restless as a child I never knew a body could feel this good I never thought I'd be this alive I never thought I'd end up in this old town Drinking away my sorrows and dreams I never thought tomorrow would come so fast My youth is leaking out of my seams
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© 2001 Anne Harris |
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| In this life there's a lot of struggle Endless strife times when I'd much rather leave Find me a hiding place But then there's you fighting like a warrior Trying to get thru all these doors that I have closed I think you're gonna get in soon It's a rugged road to the center of me All the twists and turns thru the dark and thru the trees But just hold your course and you'll find The light in me I'm so shy I'm not my mother's daughter Standing by wading these murky waters through Holding out the light for you In a sigh I could dispel the silence End this lie tell you what I've been dreamin' of But the sound won't come There will be easier days when faith abounds But the lesson's in the map that guides us there In the night dawn is around the corner Spreading light you can feel it's coming soon By the fading light of the moon So hold on tight it can't be much longer Fight the fight knowing that I am fighting too The day is gonna blossom soon |
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| You look a little weary I see a sadness in your eyes I've seen it before It don't seem right to me How you're weighted down by the thick of the world You're burning inside I'm here by your side Come on baby bother me Tell me what's been on your mind Set those little worries free And bother me So give to me your troubles I got a shoulder big enough To carry you thru 'Cause I can give you tenderness That will put you back on top of the world My lovin' is true I'm here by your side Hush little baby don't you cry Momma's gonna rock you a lullaby And if that lullaby don't move Momma's gonna get you in the groove Momma's gonna get you in the groove
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© 2001 Anne Harris |
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| The Spring had taken hold he icy world was dying And in the sidewalk cracks Grew the yellow dandelions Sixteen and anxoiusly Holding my heart and sighing He saw the woman in me And he called me Dandelion In a small town life's so big But the bigness feels so small And love is sold at the highest price When the wildflowers call My dad said stay away My Ma, he kept her cryin' And thru the cracks in their hearts Grew the yellow dandelions He smiled and led the way The field aflame with flower And in his arms I lay In a petal laden shower And where he wandered I don't know But I can't stop tryin' 'Cause deep inside's a sprouting seed And I'll call her Dandelion
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© 2001 Anne Harris |
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My grandaddy was a sharecropper in the West Virginia hills And his dark brown hands in the dark brown earth They move my spirit still |
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© 2001 Anne Harris |
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| Someday she's gonna find it Someday she's gonna fly Spread her dreams and never look back Never question why Someday they're gonna wonder How'd she get so high What'd she have to sacrifice Will she pay the price Someday it's gonna make sense Someday it will be clear All this struggle, all this hard times All this...end is very near Someday will be our glory Someday is gonna shine We'll all laugh and say told you so Knew it all the time Today is someone's someday from yesterday Tomorrow will be ours I know Someday she's gonna find it Someday she's gonna fly Someday they're gonna wonder... |
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© 2001 Anne Harris |
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| What I am is a little lost girl waiting on the corner for the right directions What I am is a hungry mouth looking for a bite What I am is a flashing light holding up the traffic in the intersection What I am never fit quite right Free me, release me See me for what I am What I am is a thunderclap ridin’ on the tail of a bolt of lightning What I am is a tangle of weeds What I am is a spinning wheel turning up the stones on some lonesome highway What I am is a fistful of seeds And what comes around goes around And what soars must be pulled to the ground What I am is an open book Filled with the pages of my changing story What I am is a bird taking flight What I am are the hopes and dreams Of all the ones who have come before me What I am never fit quite right
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