Allen Dobb – Black and White 1912 | Rock music review

Lyrics of Allen Dobb – Black and White 1912

If I could step out of that photograph behind my younger self
If a picture’s worth a thousand words
They should be mine to tell
If my memory serves me right on the back it says 1912

The BX stage went by then a six-horse team
The freighter leaned forward to encourage a bit more speed
But the signs were up ahead for those who cared to read
Like the push for rail things were pickin’ up steam

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Hills touched the sky in the summer it was blue
When the sun went down it left a golden hue
Blood was red and trees a perfect green
Our faces were dirty they were hardly ever clean
You could say I painted with the colors that I liked
Our world was never black and white

That spring the hills were brown winter slow to leave
It didn’t discern or distinguish things it would freeze
There used to be bunchgrass up to our knees
Now all the open ground is hungry and lean

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We got back up on the road thinkin’ our lunch had been spare
We came upon the wreck gunshots still in the air
By all accounts the motor car came out of nowhere
The horses and the freighter were history on the page
And we thought about our future while a man walked from the stage
With a camera box and black cape
He told us to gather round real close and look grave … so we did

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