January & The Summer Folks

Hope this song helps you make it through the snow and ice until Spring…:o)

January & The Summer Folks

January 1978  |  Song # 14

January comes to my town just once a year
Visits for a while and then kicks on out of here
Leaving ice on the telephone wires
And a blanket of snow on the dormant backyard sapphires
Of the swimming pools, the summer jewels…

The streetlights through my window
Look like ghosts veiled in snow
Haunting the cars that struggle through
The drifts of the road below
The wind sounds like an interstate.
It threatens to take my home away
And a friend or relative asks me to play
A “summer song”…a “right where they belong” song…

So I create…

Kids playing tag outside the screen door
They laugh a little now and they laugh a little more
The grass is green in the yard and
There’s plenty to eat from the garden
Sing a summer song for the summer folks
Sit into the night on the porch telling jokes

Watching the moon and the starts for hours or
Sitting inside during thunder showers
Singing of blue skies and ice cream cones
Bare feet on sun warmed stones
Sing a summer song for the summer folks
Sit into the night on the porch telling jokes

But no matter what song you sing
You must have patience in the end
Because sooner or later Spring will push
Winter round the bend…

January comes to my town
Once a year
Visits for a while and then
Kicks…on…out of here….

Tuning DADGAD

© 1978-2009 by Mark Shepard, ASCAP. All Rights Reserved

Commentary: This is one of the early ones. Pretty self explanatory. I was 17 years old when I wrote this. recorded it sometime in the 1990′s. I hope it helps to make it through the tough months if you live somewhere cold. If you live somewhere warm…well send us some sun okay? – Mark

Gabriel’s Song of Delight

"November gives thanks for the harvest... December gives thanks for the Sun...January comes begging and takes something from everyone..."

Play the song here:

Gabriel’s Song of Delight November 1985 Song #81

Shadows dance beneath the streetlight
A stop sign quivers in the wind
The light turns green on Main Street
Giving no indication of the end…

A leaf scrapes, broken on the asphalt
A sidewalk crumbles in the cold
Young girls giggle down the avenue
Repeating what someone else was told…

Refrain:
Oh most silent night
Oh most holy night
Ancient twilight of trumpets and angels
Gabriel’s song of delight

A diesel downshifts on the evening breeze
Someone’s doing dishes downstairs
Life burns brightly through the windows
And scatters out into the falling air

Refrain:

November gives thanks for the harvest
December gives thanks for the Sun
January comes begging…
And takes something from everyone

Refrain:

© 1985-2009 by Mark Shepard. ASCAP All rights reserved.

Commentary: I was just 25 and married...My son Andrew was not even a year old. I had started my title insurance agency and was basically running it out of my bedroom...it was my first experience of business slowing down at the holidays...That January I wondered if I was going to make enough to support us...Just like this year it was the best of times and the worst of times...it was a lot of things...this is one of those songs that definitely chose me to write it.

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