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Bobby Rogers * Once Young EP


Introducing a new EP (Extended Play) album with 5 original songs from singer/songwriter Bobby Rogers.   This is his first solo effort after producing two CDs with his group, Coconut Joe.    

This new collection features a song written for the late Steve Jobs called Once Young (A Song For Steve).  Steve left a legacy unmatched, greatly impacting our lives.  This song is dedicated to Steve, his wife and children, Apple’s employees and the individuals out there looking to innovate and positively change the world.  Attached is a letter I wrote to Steve Jobs I wrote in 1999.

Other tracks include Constitutional Blues, Set Sail For the Sunset, Jesus Loves A Freight Train, and Echoes In the Canyon.  They’re a mixture of folk rock tunes touching on your rights, two ancient lovers reflecting and looking forward, carrying a heavy load and a introspective ride down the Colorado River in the Grand Canyon.

Bobby plays all the instruments and sings all the vocals on these songs, with a little help from his sweet heart Barbara Ann on Set Sail For the Sunset.  While recording, one focus was to experiment with as many different guitar sounds, including an impromptu, bluesy lead ukelele on Constitutional Blues.  All songs were produced and recorded in his studio in Kailua, Hawai`i.   Some of the songs are also featured on videos that can be found on his youtube or viemo web sites.  

https://vimeo.com/bobbyrogers

words, music and all content Robert C. Rogers ©2012

all rights reserved


Lyrics


1. Once Young (A Song For Steve)

2. Consitutional Blues

3. Set Sail For The Sunset

4. Jesus Loves A Freight Train

5. Echoes In The Canyon


Once Young (A Song For Steve)

We were once young, just nineteen,

it was a strange new world, it was a cool scene.

We were hanging out, in my bedroom,

dreaming of what we could be, we started to bloom.


We were once young, just twenty two.

the world was exploding, we were too.

So we planted a seed, we made history.

we took the next step, we chose our destiny.


chorus

We saw the moon, jump over the cow,

Spaceships were flying, three feet underground.

A time to think different, change all the rules,

do you really have to ask, what would Steve do.


We were once young, just thirty something.

I found me a woman, she was really... something

And I watched as she caught me, as my life was rearranging,

between the toons and the orchard, the times, they were a changing.


chorus

We were once young, fifty... I can’t remember.

I sang you my last song, it was an eve in September.

and they said, how great it was, that we chased our dreams.

and how life, was suppose to drift by, like a wandering stream.


chorus

So who’s a believer, in things to come,

who could believe, we were once young.


words and music by Bob Rogers ©2012 all rights reserved


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Constitutional Blues

I got the right, to have my rights, I have a say in every day

I got the right, to my rights, don’t you take it away.

If I’m black or if I’m blue, I’ve got my rights and so do you.

I worked my day, I’ll choose my way, I pay my dues.


Chorus

Well we say we’re the same, put that’s not true.

You take more from me than I take from you,

so listen my friend, and easy to see.

That old piece of paper says, .... don’t take my dreams a - way.


My independence, I declare, from your rules, in disrepair.

If you do less, then I owe more, how’s that fair?

If I’m left or if I’m right, don’t take away my sight

I ain’t blind, don’t justify, your eminent crime.


Chorus


I’ll carry your load, I carry mine, too,

you say we’ll do fine, yeah, me and you,

but deep down darling, how can this be true.

but deep down darling, how can this be true.


I got the right, to my rights, don’t take them away.

I got the right, to my rights, don’t take them away.


words and music by Bob Rogers ©2012 all rights reserved


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Set Sail For The Sunset

Took my baby to a little hideaway, down the coast to an uncharted bay.

We were going to be just good friends, but love came along and our lives began.

We were going to have a half dozen kids, name them after planets but we never did.

The two that we had turned out pretty good, raised them with love, just like we should.


So listen now, baby, all we gotta do, set those sails for the wide ocean blue.

Set sail for the sunset, do you wanna ride,

Set sail for the sunset, do you wanna ride?


With a garden out back, tomatoes on the vine, life was groovy, it was a different time

Curtains on the bus, pukas in the shell, we rode the surf on a warm summer swell.

We listen to the Byrds, we listen to the Stones, the words of Dylan, a few of my own.

We took to the streets, climbed a mountain or two, by the time we were done, oh man, what a view.


So listen now, baby, all we gotta do, set those sails for the wide ocean blue.

Set sail for the sunset, do you wanna ride,

Set sail for the sunset, do you wanna ride?


You and I were kids once, a long time ago, a lot of history, we got a lot to show.

But it’s all about love, those nights and days, how we’ll sail to the sun and that uncharted bay.


So listen now, baby, all we gotta do, set those sails for the wide ocean blue.

Set sail for the sunset, do you wanna ride,

Set sail for the sunset, do you wanna ride?

oh baby let’s ride, do you wanna | sail

Set sail... for the sunset.


words and music by Bob Rogers ©2012 all rights reserved


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Jesus Loves A Freight Train

Jesus loves a freight train, rolling down the track,

Jesus loves a freight train, rolling down the track,

steels wheels a turning, with that load upon it’s back.


Jesus loves a mountain, and that tunnel for the train,

Jesus loves a mountain, and that tunnel for the train.

that train keeps rolling, and it rides that rocky vein.

Who’s going down, who’s going down, who’s going down the line


Jesus loves the brakeman, he who walks the mile,

Jesus loves the brakeman, he who walks the mile.

Lord, he’s the man, he who rides that lonesome isle.

Who’s going down the line.


Jesus loves the Diesel, he who pulls the train.

Jesus loves the Diesel, he who pulls the train.

when he pulls no more, ah, who’s gonna take the strain.


And will the train keep on rolling, rolling down the line.

When the wheels, they stop turning,

who will ride the steel spine.

Who’s going down, who’s going down, who’s going down the line


Jesus loves a small town, small town USA

Jesus loves a small town, small town USA,

where we ride the rail, and we ride it every day.

Who’s going down.


words and music by Bob Rogers ©2012 all rights reserved


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Echoes in the Canyon

I rode on the river, when the river was green.

Took a ride on the river, never been the same.

A time to remember, a passage so grand.

Where the walls of stone did shelter me, suckled in the grains of sand.


We walked in steep canyons, blue skies were our guide,

as they peeked through the cliffs, where the sun chose to hide.

Where waters did wander, a stream’s gentle flow,

to the path that lay beneath us, where footprints seldom go.


Echoes in the Canyon, up against the wall.

Mother Nature calling us, do we hear the canyon call.


Spent our nights on the shore, stars etched in the sky.

moon shined like a beacon, where the answers seem to lie.

Where the canyon cuts deep, through the layers of stone.

like the walls that shape our lives, breaking down the unknown.


Echoes in the Canyon, up against the wall.

Mother Nature calling us, do we hear the canyon call.


I know a young woman, who rode the river’s tongue.

she danced with the rapids, now she’s forever young.

So, How deep is that river, how high is the sky.

And so we are delivered, to a greater reason why.

So, leave your house at your home, you won’t need a thing.

When you’re down on the river, you can hear the canyon sing.


Echoes in the Canyon, up against the wall.

Mother Nature calling us, do we hear the canyon call.


words and music all rights reserved Robert C. Rogers ©2012


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