Although, Kate Rusby does a better version of Village Green than then Kinks do…. D

Two that have occured to me are:

Cold Chisel — Bow River

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TdVRNDnTKTU

About a bloke chucking his factory job to return home.

The next may be a bit “Middle of the Road” for some tastes but it reminds me of my youth.

GANGgajang – Sounds Of Then (This Is Australia)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ML9h3I5Uktw

The chorus is:

“Out on the patio we sit,/And the humidity we breathe,/We watch the lightning crack over canefields/And laugh and think that this is Australia.”

The Red Chins in their millions
Will overspill their borders
And chaos then will reign in our Rael

The country of my fathers
A proud land of old order
Like a goldfish being swallowed by a whale

Rael, the home of my religion
To me the center of the Earth

The Red Chins in their millions
Will overspill their borders
And chaos then will reign in our Rael

My heritage is threatened
My roots are torn and cornered
And so to do my best I’ll homeward sail
And so to do my best I’ll homeward sail

Now Captain, listen to my instructions
Return to this spot on Christmas Day
Look toward the shore for my signal
And then you’ll know if in Rael I’ll stay

If a yellow flag is fluttering
Sickly herald against the morn
Then you’ll know my courage has ended
And you’ll send your boat ashore

But if a red flag is flying
Brazen bold against the blue
Then you’ll know that I am staying
And my yacht belongs to you

Now Captain, listen to my instructions
Return to this spot on Christmas Day
Look toward the shore for my signal
And then you’ll know if in Rael I’ll stay

He’s crazy if he thinks we’re coming back again
He’s crazy if he thinks we’re coming back again
He’s crazy if he thinks we’re coming back again
He’s crazy, anyway

If a yellow flag is fluttering
Sickly herald against the morn
Then you’ll know my courage has ended
And you’ll send your boat ashore

“…There ain’t much traffic on the highway. There ain’t much traffic on the lake.
The ATF and the ABI got everything they could take.
Take it from me… They didn’t take it from me.

We ain’t never gonna change.
We ain’t doin’ nothin’ wrong.
We ain’t never gonna change
so shut your mouth and play along.”

Puttin’ People on the Moon by the Drive By Truckers
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=obENG09NWq8&feature=related

“Another Joker in the White House, said a change was comin’ round
But I’m still workin’ at The Wal Mart and Mary Alice, in the ground
And all them politicians, they all lyin’ sacks of s—
They say better days upon us but I’m sucking left hind tit
And the preacher on the TV says it ain’t too late for me
But I bet he drives a Cadillac and I’m broke with some hungry mouths to feed”

“The Sands of Iwo Jima” by the Drive By Truckers
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lJqX0zC00gU

“George A. was at the movies in December ‘41
They announced it in the lobby what had just gone on
He drove up from Birmingham back to the family’s farm
Thought he’d get him a deferment there’s was much work to be done
He was a family man, even in those days
But Uncle Sam decided he was needed anyway
In the South Pacific over half a world away
He believed in God and Country, things was just that way”

“Marry Me” by DBT
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MapvZBeoNCE&feature=related

“All my friends are restless, all they do is talk it down,
two or eight lanes, it don’t matter, it’s just another town.
There’s a fool on every corner, on every street, in every one
and I’d rather be your fool nowhere than go somewhere and be no one’s

So Marry Me, Sweet Thing won’t you Marry Me
Your Mama thinks I beat anything she’s ever seen.
This old town’s alright with me, there’s nowhere I’d rather be.
Long as they stay mad at one another, they can’t get mad at me ”

James River Blues by Old Crow Medicine Show
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hXXATMnn6j0&feature=related

“James River blues
That train came on through
And the work’s gotten slow
Now wheres a boat man to go

I think I’ll float on down
To Richmond town
They don’t need us anymore
Haulin’ freight from shore to shore
That big iron hauls much more
Than we ever could before”

Speaking to that Hot Water Music’s “Southeast First” is one of my favorites:

i’ve seen heroic falls busted lips from microphone
brawls angelic songs sung by all within the
hardback walls it never mattered who you were or
where you worked it never mattered who you were or
what you earned what mattered was what you gave
and what you loved what mattered was what you gave
and what was learned like one for all for one
whatever turn of events may come we all live
underground where it stays warm community with
commin sounds we work together to break ground it
doesnt matter who you are or where you work it
doesnt matter who you are or what you earn what
matters is what you give and what you love what
matters is how you live and if you love

“I’m headin’ back to Dixie, that’s the place I long to be, Where the

cotton grows and the Suwanee flows, that’s home sweet home to me.

Where they meet you and they greet you with the sweetest hi you all,

well shut my mouth, I’m a headin’ South on the Dixie Cannonball!

Stan Rogers is a good one for the coastal Canadian front-porchers out there…

Take a walk upon these hills
and see how monetarism kills
whole communities, even families.
There’s nothing left, they’ve all gone away.

Best use of monetarism in a song.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gMMgIqW9vso

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cBz3wS0CjGU