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Mad River Valley

from Baba Was A Bootlegger by The Whiskey Jerks

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A good old fashioned murder ballad set in the Canadian Rockies

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Unearthing old treasures that were buried for centuries
Freed from a bed of clay and lime
On a glittering beach that was blinded with mica
We bathed our hearts in the warm sunshine
We bathed our hearts in the warm sunshine

We ran rapids through the Mad River Valley
Watched over by the Titans that loomed in the east
Nothing could stop us, not even those mountains
We were drunk on each other and running free
We were drunk on each other and running free

As I gazed upon your face in the firelight
That cold August night as we sang by the shore
I knew that our love could conquer the heavens
And I'd keep you right by my side evermore
I'd keep you right by my side evermore

Then a stranger appeared with bannock and whiskey
And stories to tell from beyond the scree
And during the night while I slept off the drink
Well he picked up and stole you my sweet Rosa-Lee
He picked up and stole you my sweet Rosa-Lee

Now the angels are singing a song for my baby
The angels are singing a song for my love
While the blood washes free from my hands in the river
A requiem fills the heavens above
A requiem fills the heavens above

I followed them up that great Rocky Mountain
I followed them through the bramble and trees
With only the sun and the moon to guide me
And the scent of her skin and her hair on the breeze
The scent of her skin and her hair on the breeze

For seven long days, and seven long nights
Alone on the mountain, alone to the core
I stumbled upon them in the grey morning light
And I left them in their embrace evermore
I left them in their embrace evermore

Now the angels are singing a song for my baby
The angels are singing a song for my love
While the blood washes free from my hands in the river
A requiem fills the heavens above
A requiem fills the heavens above

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from Baba Was A Bootlegger, track released December 28, 2018
Written by Gillian Snider

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The Whiskey Jerks Saskatoon, Saskatchewan

The Whiskey Jerks came together when Gillian Snider, who no longer wanted to drink alone, felt it was time to expand upon her one woman accordiana show. After convincing the talented Anna Bekolay (violin), Sarah Scharf (clarinet), Nevin Buehler (upright bass), Peter Abonyi (guitar) and Aidan Weiman (drums) to join her on her misadventure, The Whiskey Jerks soon created their own distinct niche. ... more

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