From the recording Wyoming Territory
Credits:
Kristina Stykos: lead and harmony vocals, mandola, piano
Jeff Berlin: drums and percussion
Mark Spencer: electric guitar
Bow Thayer: bass
Recorded and mixed by Kristina Stykos at Pepperbox Studio, Chelsea VT and in a composer’s studio at the Ucross Foundation, Ucross, WY
Mastered by Oscar Zambrano, Zampol Productions, NYC
Lyrics
Redwing
(c) 2013 Kristina Stykos/BMI/Horse Thief Publishing
River, why is summer running
Can’t get home tonight if I try
Somehow got turned down the wrong path
Lord - Tell me – Pray - How did I
River, why - the chasm’s deeper
Colder than those nights we knew
When we slipped into your water
Fell in love, yes, I believed you
He give me a thing I could not use
I let him talk, I let him choose
I let him steal, I let him stay
He give me a thing and he walked away
River, why – the clouds move faster
I can feel the soldiers ride
Licking on my heels to catch me
Did you tell them where I’d hide
River, why – his place is empty
Nothing but the snow blows in
Redwing knew I’d planned to meet him
Said he’d never leave again
He give me a thing I could not use
I let him talk, I let him choose
I let him steal, I let him stay
He give me a thing and he walked away
He walk away, he walk away
Spruce below me disappearing
Waterfall some frigid cold
Fog is rising like a piston
Nowhere for me to catch hold
River why – I should of knowed it
Heard the crackling of his fire
Watched him kick his dogs and let him
Couldn’t stop this strange desire
He give me a thing I could not use
I let him talk, I let him choose
I let him steal, I let him stay
He give me a thing and he walked away