Delta Burnett Reed

Delta Burnett Reed

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World - Celtic | Winchester, New Hampshire, United States
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Member Since: 2011
   Last Login: 7/19/2019

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112

Song Description

Metaphor for the end of the Cherokee people written by an English Doctors wife and took the words to England in the 1700

Story Behind the Song

I was looking for a song to finish out my American cd and came across this song from the 1700's this is about the Cherokee Indian people and there end. I did take artistic license with this song.

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Broadjam Member Reviews

This is a very unique track, combining a distinctly Native American flute/percussion/chant-vocal with the plaintive female vocal that tells the story. Love the percussion intro and the way the flute comes in. Ambiance works perfectly as a soundscape for this song. Creatively produced. High marks for originality. I like the way the writer weaves an altered prayer of St. Francis into the song. Nice choice!

    - Kate Carpenter

Excellent transcending vibe for universal hope. Very haunting, makes you want to hear more and believe. Nice job

    - Jeff Ashbaker
Lyrics

ALKNOMOOK

Chant:
Grant where there is darkness I bring light...echo
Grant where there is hatred I bring love...echo
I will be the keeper of the earth...echo
You will be my father at my birth...echo

Chant...repeat

The sun sets at night and the stars shun the day;
But their glory remains-when their light fades away
Begin ye tormentors, your threats are in vain,
for the son of ALKNOMOOK he will never complain.

Chant..repeat

Remember the woods where in ambush we lay?
and the scalps which we bore from your nations away?
remember the arrows he shot from his bow?
for the son of ALKNOMOOK he will never complain.

Now I go to the land where my father has gone,
and his ghost will rejoice at the fame of his son;
Death comes upon me to relief all my pain
and the son of ALKNOMOOK he will never complain.

Chant ....repeat

Grant where there is darkness I bring light...echo
Grant where there is hatred I bring love...echo
I will be the keeper of the earth....echo
You will be my father at my birth

Song Length
5:00
Genres
Folk - Americana, Folk - Americana
Tempo / Feel
Slow (71 - 90)
Lead Vocal
Female Vocal
Moods
Poignant, Moving

Subject Matter
Pain, Violence

Similar Artist
Enya
Era
1700 - 1799

Lyric Credits Anne Homer Hunter
Music Credits Joe Podlesny
Producer Credits Joe Podlesny
Publisher Credits Joe Podlesny
Performance Credits Delta Burnett Reed/Joe Podlesny
Label Credits Avocet Studio