Story Behind The Song

Recently, one afternoon, the October sun warm, admiring a small, hand-crafted, wooden, orgami-esqe, collapsable little table that was built 30-40 years back by my grandpa... Well I suppose i just suddenly found myself wishing i had known him better than life & time and death and age and poor luck had allowed me. And it was in that moment that i realized i had recently relocated to his old stomping grounds, where he was once a young GI and where he had first started a family. Where he had raised my father and my aunt and had been married to the greatest woman in the world. I had without even giving it any thought at all, returned to the lands of my forefathers. Tulsa. T- Town.home Of Oil Lost and Industry Punished and Love And Music and the Brady Theater and The Cains Ballroom Where Bob Wills and the Texas Playboys always passed through and even Hank Sr. and so many more. Leon Russell's Home, Rocky Frisco's Home, ***(and yes, its widely known to be home sweet Home to the Hanson Brothers, who have it made and have sold more songs than I... And Whose Teen Beats, sound tracks of many a young love affair, singin' "mmmmmm-bop- ah-du-pe-dop-ah- doo- bop- ehh - mmmmbop-ty-bop" MMMMBOP TILL DA IT dont stop, or till the eagle screams and that hammer drops, just like a needle on their record did back in the mid 90's or still does even now in 2012, every night over in Japan, but mostly back in the 90's...) Tulsa, home to the religous, the godless, the needed and the needy, the chosen and the forgotten, the birthplace of my fathers. Tulsa.. My fathers hometown and my grandfathers home, the poorest oil rich town ever was. Tulsa Town, in none other than, Tulsa County. Or as the locals call it, also, here's to JJ Cale. hope you all enjoy. GREEN COUNRTY.

Song Description

To my Father, Guy Lee, May you outlive your Father by 400 years. you are the most unrelenting intellectual mind i have ever known and a Lawyer whose lawyering was good and just and free of filth's Poisons or greed's alluring Pursuits... And to my Grandma Dorothy, if not for your lectures i'd be serving a life sentence. The saddest words i've ever heard, were out your mouth... "I never imagined that when your grandfather died, i would have to go on living my life without him for so long... I just didnt know lonely life was without the only true love i've ever known. after having had him there for 45 years, well 26 long years after his death and it feels sometimes like punishment." So to you Gma, May you never lose your spunk or your beautiful honesty. Additionally, and especially, may you never lose your indifference towards material possessions or your apathy for pretty little shiny silly materialistic things. For all of this and all of that and most importantly for, How you meant so much to the people who I Love so dearly, Thank you. Grand-pa, You left a wonderful impression on each of them and all these years later that alone, has in turn left its lasting impression on me. So it's only fitting that I dedicate this poor excuse for a song, to each of you. To you Daddy-O, and you too Grand-ma, and to you as well Grandpa, The late, great Richard Hurst. I Love you all without hesitation, -C.H. *ALSO, still to this day, i remember you alone g-pa, anytime i stop to tie my shoes.

Lyrics

Won't You Return Me to Green Country
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*Lyrics and Music by:
Crawford Hurst & Nick Coleman
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Well that warm sun was a blessing,
Just as much as that cool breeze blowing through,
Those streets in downtown Tulsa,
Along Houston Avenue,

Well the state fair was a week from tomorrow,
Now the summer had stayed too long,
No child was without excitement,
And not a single soul was sad to see autumn coming on,

So return me to green country,
Those hills due west of the state line,
Where my child hood was exhausted,
And had to be left behind,

*CHORUS:
So return me to green country,
When my days are all lived out,
And spread my ashes in the autumn,
Once that wind has shifted out of the south,
And return me to green country,
Where still my memories are fond,
The land of my father's father,
Where I've long to be for so long,
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Now the Brady stage was empty,
But there's a song echoing out from Cain's,
And I heard a swing band playing,
Old Hank Williams while it rained,

And there was a train grinding through the train yard,
I wished it all the best,
May it return soon and securely,
From those wild lands out in the West,

Now it was evening time there in Tulsa ,
The day was all but done,
As The skies was turning bloody shades of purple,
And the night pulled its blade from the heart of the sun,

And some where in the distance,
A siren softly cried,
But with it I knew that suffering,
Must surly be it's lone reply,


*CHORUS:
So return me to green country,
When my days are all lived out,
And spread my ashes in the autumn,
Once that wind has shifted out of the south,
And return me to green country,
Where still my memories are all fond,
The land of my father's father,
and Where I've longed to be for oh so long,
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Well the Baptists had all retired,
And gone in for the night,
But the city wasn't sleeping,
Not out on the blue collar industrial neon side,

Well we were only just beginning,
We were only starting out,
And the stars were bright that night above Tulsa,
But I can't say how bright they're shining now,

*CHORUS:
So return me to green country,
When my days are all lived out,
And spread my ashes in the autumn,
Once that wind has shifted out of the south,
And return me to green country,
Where still all my memories are so fond,
The land of my father's father,
Where I've longed to be for OH-SO long,
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Well the promise of that dollar,
And as young as I was then,
How it lead me away from my home land,
And still it didn't even hold up it's end,

And now twenty towns I have lived in,
And a million miles I have come,
And ten thousand mistakes I have made now,
BUT EACH OF WHICH COULD'VE BEEN PREVENTED WITH THE ONE,

Well had I just kept my feet planted,
My roots ran deep in that red dirt,
I still might be living on the banks of that Arkansas,
IN THE ONE PLACE THAT I STILL PREFER,

*CHORUS:
So return me to green country,
When my days are all lived out,
And spread my ashes in the autumn,
Once that wind has shifted out of the south,

And return me to green country,
Where still my memories are fond,
The land of my father's father,
Where I've long to be for so long,

So return me to green country,
Those hills just west of the state line,
Where my child hood was exhausted,
And had to be left behind,
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Playlist Creator	Playlist Name	Date Added
SaddieBlues2353688	Saddie Girls Favorites	7/8/2013
SaddieBlues2353688	My Top Songs	7/8/2013
Nick Coleman and Cole Crawford Hurst	My Top Songs	6/14/2013
SaddieBlues2353688	favs	4/12/2013
SaddieBlues2353688	jonny boy on the G spot	4/12/2013
Nick Coleman and Cole Crawford Hurst	songs i find to be lyrically superior to most silly bubble gum and baby food songs i hear so much anymore, also a tough playlist to make, though i'm on it. (jk)	3/9/2013