Hardanger Fiddle

from Little America by The Little Americans

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I left my life, my only love
Down on old Jacobsen’s farm.
All that I own in a small suit case
And a Hardanger violin under my arm

I came to my love with a colorful string
And tied around our bed post
I promised I would be back by the spring
In person or form of a ghost

I will return to untie the string
Unravel the threads of your heart
While I'm away "The Sun is Setting" you'll sing
Please think of me while we're apart

From Stavanger the boat left its port
Moonlit waves looked like snowdrifts
Never before had I felt so forlorn
I longed to give her a kiss

All through the fog the warning bell rang
And unleashed a fear in my heart
Quietly, "The Sun is Setting" I sang
Alone underneath the cold stars

Then, through Ellis Island I came
The rest of me long disappeared
They looked in my eyes, they changed my name
Gone now some fifty odd years

The candle we lit, it no longer burns
I hope that you no longer hope
I am so sorry I never returned
I'm sorry that I never wrote

Words and Music by David Mussen

credits

from Little America, released July 19, 2017
Jonathan Hughes: bass, electric guitar
Guillermo Izquierdo: electric guitar, acoustic guitar
Douglas Lambert: vocals
Laura Ellestad : hardanger fiddle

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We aren't a band in the traditional sense. We all participate in the Robot Holiday Collective (www.robotholiday.com) and enjoy marrying our passion for making music with our desire to help others, and make this a more fair and just society.

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