Harmonica Buzz: Buzz Songs

This is another tune I got out of the Masters of String Guitar Tour and structurally it's very similiar to The Cornbread Jinx ... just a different part of life. It came from a night of hanging out with John Cephas for a night and I wanted to write "the perfect Cephas and Wiggins song" that would capture the generational thing that comes through their act ... so don't believe me when I sing the line:


In my hands I hold this guitar,
As I play these strings do I fill your heart?


because that's Michigan Mark's hands on the guitar. I was real lucky to find Mark if I could say only two things about Michigan Mark DePree it would be 1) he looks like Jerry Garcia and 2) he knows how to play what I hear. If I could say a third thing it would be ... thanks.


I wrote this one for a guitar player ... This disc simply wouldn't be with out all that he contributed to it. I even hired him to help with the artwork after we put the microphones away. This is the first of five duos we do together on this recording ... and he got them all right. Mark views songs as a puzzle and when I'd come to him with something it'd take us about an hour, but then we'd have it.

Home (The Carpenter's Song) (JT Sunden) ASCAP
(Key of E) Marine Band A harp into vocal mic

I said home, my heaven, is here
I said home, my heaven, is here
Well if you don't see it now, well I see it clear
In them trees and in these hands
Because home, my heaven, is here

Well that tree it falls for me
Well that tree it falls for me
And when it hits the ground I will build it up
With this hammer and the saw that I got
Because home, my heaven, is here

Well that child he walks for me
Well that child he walks for me
And when he grabs my hand I will raise him up
To the sun and whatever's above
Because home, my heaven, is here

Well the child goes walking,
The child goes walking
Wave to me son, but keep on walking
Because home, my heaven, is with you

So now home, my heaven, is here
I said home, my heaven, is here ? right here with you
In my hands I hold this guitar
As I play these strings do I fill your heart?
Because home, my heaven, is here

Fill 'em up son ...

In my hands I hold this guitar
As I play these strings do I fill your heart?
Because home, my heaven, is here
Because home, my heaven, is here