I didn’t know about Stan Rogers’ music till after he died in the mid-80s, but I actually didn’t know he was dead until the late 90s. :smack: He died of smoke inhalation after an emergency landing and his aiding others to get off the plane first.
A few off the posthumous release “From Coffee House to Concert Hall…Live” get to me (they all do, because I wish he had been around longer to make more beautiful music, but these more so):
Down the Road
Sun is rising high, burning into the day,
I will say goodbye, I’ll be going away,
I’ll brush away my doubts, what tomorrow will hold,
I’m feeling fine for now, going down the road…
Straight and True
I think I’m ready, my hands are steady, 'though that’s something I’ve not always known,
And even if the West rejects me, there’s some place I hold for my own,
And I soon will be there; do I love it? Yes, I guess that you could say I do,
'Cause I’ll be picking with my people where the music’s always straight and true, straight and true.
Matter of Heart
Put your life on the line,
Give your hand and pledge your time
To the love whose lips inflame you
Like some ancient and golden wine;
And to all it’s a start in fulfilling greatest needs in part,
For in whatever we dream of what we some day want to be
It’s a matter of heart.
No! All those shadows on your face,
They look so out of place, they should be sunlight.
I want to take you when the smile returns
And keep you from the night
And wake up to see me in your eyes.