From the recording Where The Myrtle Doth Entwine
Sure to transport you back in time to the days of ‘49, this Folk song tells of a sorrowful ancestral journey to golden California, in search of gold, home & a new life. A tribute to classic Outlaw Country, Jonny’s dusty desert voice, lonesome harmonica, authentic guitar, hillbilly banjo, haunting harmonies, & thumping bass & percussion.
Lyrics
From my home far away,
I have journeyed to this place,
But I fear I have ventured in vain.
From my home far away,
I have journeyed to this place,
But I fear I have ventured in vain.
For if all sing her praise
Does that necessarily make her great,
Or are we seeking to justify our pain?
Maybe I was desperate for change.
Maybe the whole world's insane.
From my home far away,
I have journeyed to this place,
But I fear I have ventured in vain.
I work with my hands
By the sweat of my brow,
But my labor is futile, I fear,
For I've lost half my family,
And in turn, half my self,
But I have not the time to shed tears.
Maybe I was desperate for change.
Maybe the whole world's insane.
From my home far away,
I have journeyed to this place,
But I fear I have ventured in vain.
Maybe I was desperate for change.
Maybe the whole world's insane.
From my home far away,
I have journeyed to this place,
But I fear I have ventured in vain.
I think I'll head westward,
Toward California.
I hear she hides gold in her hills.
And I'll pan for my heart,
As I pine in my soul,
And I'll pray my spirit is fulfilled.
Maybe I was desperate for change.
Maybe the whole world's insane.
From my home far away,
I have journeyed to this place,
But I fear I have ventured in vain.
But I fear I have ventured in vain.