Lack O'Hara Canada ( 2000)

This lyric was written after a trip to the Canadian Rockies in August of 2000. We all had a marvelous time,
despite the way the song makes it out to be. On the trip were Sandy, her two children Ryan and Caron, her
husband and my good friend Don, and friends Chris and Joy.

Photos of Lake O'Hara. One of the most beautiful places on Earth.

 

ROCKIES IS HIGH
by Marc Auerbach

A long, long way from here.I can still remember how
The mountains seemed to rise a mile
And I knew if I had my chance
That I would not shit my pants
And maybe I'd be happy for a while
But Huber Ledges made me quiver
With every inch I would shiver
Bad news for any misstep
I couldn't take one more step

I can't remember if I cried
When I clutched tight to that mountain side
But something touched me deep inside
The day I almost died

Soo..My, my, the Rockies is high
Lake O'Hara is a place that nearly touches the sky
And good on ya for keepin' scotch nearby
Singing this will be the day that I die
this will be the day that I die

Is your footing sure enough
And would you hike to God above
If the trail map tells you so
Do you believe that rocks won't fall
Along the way to Old Soul
Then you can teach me to cross this patch o' snow

Well I know the ledges are so so thin
Cause I saw them from the other rim
Caron took off her shoes
And we saw her blisters and bruise

Ryan sleeps quiet as a broncin' buck
With a lively step up the slopes he'd truck
but I knew that I was out of luck
The day I almost died

I started singin'

My, my, the Rockies is high
Lake O'Hara is a place that nearly touches the sky
And good on ya for keepin' scotch nearby
Singing this will be the day that I die
this will be the day that I die

Now it's 10 years we've each other known
And mass grows fast on our old bones
But that's not how it used to be

The Oderay they say is quite serene
But a spot where bears had just been seen
Inner voices said lets not go and see

And while Joy worked on turning brown
The three of them glissaded down
How they twisted and turned
Fress slurpies were well earned

While Chris did headstands on the rocks
And leapt about this national park
We tossed snow balls as a lark
The day I almost died

We were singin'

My, my, the Rockies is high
Lake O'Hara is a place that nearly touches the sky
And good on ya for keeping scotch nearby
Singing this will be the day that I die
this will be the day that I die

Helter Skelter in the smallest shelter
The boys packed close didn't even swelter
Eighteen minus and falling fast

Frost was found on the morning grass
The early risers pumped more stove gas
With the sleepy heads rising at long last

Now oatmeal has a sweet perfume
With cinnamon it is quite a boon
For an omelet we would dance
Oh, but we never got the chance

Cause the eggs were pink and congealed
And thus remained there tightly sealed

Before what god would I have kneeled
The day I almost died
We started singing

My, my, the Rockies is high
Lake O'Hara is a place that nearly touches the sky
And good on ya for keepin' scotch nearby
Singing this will be the day that I die
this will be the day that I die

There we stood in a rain-soaked place
Tuna surprise all over my face We're cooking in one pot again.
The Whiskey Jacks were nimble, Jacks were quick
Jacks flashed by and ate every lick
Camp food is the way each day would end

As a tonic for old age
Don stowed beer down where the rivers rage
No thirst it couldn't quell
Sore muscles cured as well

And as the flames climbed high into the night
Our Coleman stove failed to light
I saw Sandy laughing with delight
the day I almost died

Lake Oesa is turquoise blue
And Yukness sure has awesome views
But I just smiled and turned away

I wanted down to the valley floor
Where I had just been hours before
But you said the only down was the other way

And in the valley griz scat steamed
The rivers flowed in icy streams
But not a word was spoken
The bear-bells all were broken

And after three days I was toast
A sometimes white and pale ghost
I caught the first plane to the coast
The day I almost died

They were singin'

My, my, the Rockies is high
Lake O'Hara is a place that nearly touches the sky
And good on ya for keepin' scotch nearby
Singing this will be the day that I die
this will be the day that I die

AMERICAN PIE
by Don McLean

A long, long time ago... I can still remember how
That music used to make me smile.
And I knew if I had my chance,
That I could make those people dance,
And maybe they'd be happy for a while.
But February made me shiver,
With every paper I'd deliver,
Bad news on the doorstep...
I couldn't take one more step.

I can't remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride
But something touched me deep inside,
The day the music died.

Soo..Bye, bye miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And good ol' boys were drinking whisky and rye?
Singing this will be the day that I die
this will be the day that I die

Did you write the book of love
And do you have faith in God above
If the Bible tells you so
Do you believe in rock n roll
Can music save your mortal soul
Then you can teach me to dance real slow

Well I know that you're in love with him
'Cause I saw you dancing in the gym
You both kicked off your shoes
Then I dig those rhythm and blues

I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck
but I knew that I was out of luck
The day the music died

I started singin'...

Bye, bye miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And good ol' boys were drinking whisky and rye?
Singing this will be the day that I die
this will be the day that I die

Now for 10 years we've been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rolling stone
But that's not how it used to be

When the jester sang for the king and queen
In a coat he borrowed from James Dean
In a voice that came from you and me

And while the King was looking down
The jester stole his thorny crown
The courtroom was adjourned
No verdict was returned

While Lennon read the book of Marx
The quartet kept practice in the park
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died

We were singin'

Bye, bye miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And good ol' boys were drinking whisky and rye?
Singing this will be the day that I die
this will be the day that I die

Helter Skelter in a summer swelter
The birds flew off with the fallout shelter
Eight miles high and falling fast

It landed foul on the grass
The players tried for a forward pass
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast

Now the halftime air was sweet perfume
While sergeants played a marching tune
We all got up to dance
Oh, but we never got the chance

'Cause the players tried to take the field,
The marching band refused to yield.

Do you recall what was revealed,
The day the music died?
We started singing

Bye, bye miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And good ol' boys were drinking whisky and rye?
Singing this will be the day that I die
this will be the day that I die

There we were all in one place
A generation lost in space With no time left to start again
So come on Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
Jack Flash sat on a candle stick
'Cause fire is the devil's only friend.

As I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage
No angel born in hell
Could break that satan's spell

And as flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite
I saw satan laughing with delight
the day the music died.

I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news
But she just smiled and turned away

I went down to the sacred store
Where I'd heard the music years before
But the man there said the music wouldn't play

And in the streets the children screamed
The lovers cried and the poets dreamed
But not a word was spoken
The church bells all were broken

And the three men I admire most
The Father Son and Holy Ghost
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died

They were singin'

Bye, bye miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And good ol' boys were drinking whisky and rye?
Singing this will be the day that I die
this will be the day that I die