When I Go


SKU: 1998 Category:


“Portland singer-songwriter
Dave Carter has won
an amazing array of awards, including the
Kerrville New Folk, Wildfower, Napa Valley
Emerging Songwriter, Sisters Folk Festival and
American Songwriter magazine contests, and a
finalist at Telluride. The other star on When I
Go is Tracy Grammer, who shines with her
ever-tasteful and superb accompaniment on backing
vocals, violin and mandolin. a storyteller’s
knack for dramatic timing and inflection he’s
also a very accomplished writer, intelligent and
insightful, skillfully combining vivid imagery,
word play, internal rhymes and intriguing song
forms into seamless, seemingly effortless songs.”
-Richard Middleton, Victory Review, 1999

1. When I Go
2. Don’t Tread On Me
3. Annie’s Lover
4. Grand Prairie, TX Homesick Blues
5. Kate and the Ghost of Lost Love
6. The River, Where She Sleeps
7. Lancelot
8. Frank to Valentino
9. Little Liza Jane
10. Elvis Presley Dave Carter

WHEN I GO by Dave Carter

Come, lonely hunter, chieftain and king, I will fly like the falcon, when I go
Bear me my brother, under your wing, I will strike fell like lightning, when I go
I will bellow like the thunder drum, invoke the storm of war
A twisting pillar spun of dust and blood up from the prairie floor
I will sweep the foe before me like a gale out on the snow
And the wind will long recount the story, reverence and glory,
When I go

Spring, spirit dancer, nimble and thin, I will leap like coyote when I go
Tireless entrancer, lend me your skin, I will run like the gray wolf when I go
I will climb the rise at daybreak, I will kiss the sky at noon
Raise my yearning voice at midnight to my mother in the moon
I will make the lay of long defeat and draw the chorus slow
I’ll send this message down the wire and hope that someone wise is listening

When I go

And when the sun comes trumpets from his red house in the east
He will find a standing stone where long I chanted my release
He will send his morning messenger to strike the hammer blow
And I will crumble down uncountable in showers of crimson rubies
When I go

Sigh, mournful sister, whisper and turn, I will rattle like dry leaves when I go
Stand in the mist where my fire used to burn, I will camp on the night breeze when I go
And should you glimpse my wandering form out on the borderline
Between death and resurrection and the council of the pines
Do not worry for my comfort, do not sorrow for me so
All your diamond tears will rise up and adorn the sky beside me
When I go


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