Ah, its cold outside. Lets rewind. Picture yourself in a wide open field, in bare feet, listening to great bands, enjoying great scenery and great company......ah yes, thats better. This is us, singing our Farmfest Song. :) Id love it if youd give it a quick listen and tell us what you think! Does it remind you of anywhere you love to hang out? Sing along.....here are the lyrics ;) Muddy Bare Feet In a wide open field, in the pouring down rain In a trusty vandura with our gypsy friends In search of the magic thats raised in your hearts Thats born of these travelers and their soulful art Deep in the woods, in the pouring down rain Theyre shaking the floor with their dancing again In search of the magic thats raised in your hearts Thats born of these travelers and their soulful art Set free, everything. Give in to the energy. Raise up your voices, in harmony, all you gypsies All you gypsies...........hey! Dancing and singing in muddy bare feet In an ancient old forest in good company Magical time travel, culture abound Spirits are moving on this old piece of ground Set free, everything. Give in to the energy. Raise up your voices, cry out, emotionally All you gypsies, all you gypsies, hey! In a wide open field, we will watch them all play Deliver us from worry in their own soulful way At the edge of the woods, you can hear them singing The last of the gypsies, in their muddy bare feet. By Shawn Elizabeth. Copyright 2014 Shawn Elizabeth. All rights reserved. This song was lovingly written at a festival in northern Michigan called Farmfest. It rained the entire time that year, which was our first visit there. Despite the cold and wet weather, the vibe was unforgettable, the faces were happy, and the gypsies did dance.
Posted on: Sat, 06 Dec 2014 05:48:25 +0000
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