BROAD~IDt ~43 1980 ANNUAL • • . $3.00 Record Execs haggZe over new talent the Ne'W Talent 2 I've worked on the assembly line since 1962 What else could a country boy in Motor City do Puttin' parts in motorcars is just like plantin' corn But a corn plant can't be shut down like my plant was this morn. CHO: But I'm not broke, only bent And even tho I'm feelin' low and I haven't got a cent I'm not broke, only bent And I'll get straightened out someday And roll along the great highway ~ 'i-' -\r>.) Just like a brand new Chevrolet -,,- j piA'"t c.CC<f\·t (;,,,1 ( Theythat's say wenever can't had competea dent. with t~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ all the cars from overseas But I can build a car as well C. (jot bloKe..." And I could have told them 1 asyears any agoJapanese if they had only ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~4~~/<~G~~ f asked '" ' Just take the big gas guzzlers D'I/p:!o'-;:,-Iy 6e~_j G ... d €...... -'lJ e '" th(~V ~ I'M -tee\--'rlS l'O'cl-J. "",d and cut 'ern all in half. /'-::f ~ ::± .... :t :;n ~~ I sureC:~~e had a lot of ups I j?Jj Jl):r-J \j 7 S J. Ii j;< -=i 711 j j tJ f:1 & downs throughout the years h L L ./ I ..l- b \/ ..... I \ ~ a.1/~el"'"Tr- 0.0+ IA ce.~_;'- :r ""'-1\01 \o"e.., Oy"\~ v oe.-.l_; One thing they have taught me ~~ I My :~~~~JL :~~~k!;g::::S ~b?J ~j j j j j \flU j J It looks like I won't make it And :{// c;et ~+rV\"jh+--e"ed oY_ So'"",e..-Jo..7 o. ..... J but I promise you, I will. ~ CHO. IJ EJ j JJ;t 1. ] 1 \*) J)' J J 1"01\ CI .. lonj the.. '3(e",1" - k.Jh .. L.·,I<o.7 jvst rd~ K'e.- o..,~\<'l.Ad l""Ie.v0 BROADSIDE... :;1/-/43 J))J;I i 1)J)1 ~JJJ Jl J pi J pV! J hW + i d' ':Ji. ih _ 'S2IV\f\ ') "'-kU \Y1 _ at \lJ~t 1'\\fS- \"Y\e¥\ ' ~ ~. /'- ~y\~ya ~ u&l~(p ool'~Just ;; p J 'I J P J PI i J PI J. r )1 j. 11~\Jl5 Jl q SOy(J1Vs~-JA(I\ ~-cldf,'eiV1 e\J(>'y\ CflJe WOVYIe'V' ~Vf 1h? ~ -\wo s\m-p\~ d F 'f c A "Dl- q- C r JlJ ~ IJ ~ r- Ir Jt;g) ~ ~ 1!E Pc ;P! r )l ) ;p! J ~ r- I f· J m , ha-tu-Y-~1 VY\~YI'\rr\?-\t~n. Sf9""'t- a l'ld- tUI'-0\ VY'~ l')"'W\~'(~V\ 5[q\tJ-! Ci lil5f"r.) Mammary Glands. Wo Wo, Mother Nature's dairy delight; You can I t make cream.or butter Cause it's just a human udder And a natural mammalian sight! Well if you're more than 36 you are desirable So don't be shy, they'll pay Do you want to pay to take a peek For once you finally sold out At what drives men insane? You may get a center foldout-- Well they're in anthro books galore and They dig your dugs, you're on the way! I'm just sure that you'll adore 'em with famous Even cave women have the same two simple chorus chorus It's a multi-million dollar enterprise But no one knows what it's about The men decided that a certain shape If we think before we'd try it Stands out more than the rest; We'd bust the myth, we would defy it They made such a major issue And we might stand up and shout: Women stuff their bras with tissue, they're ONLY Throw shoulders back to look their best! chorus show off their chorus coda: a na tur al mammalian sight! 4 about 3 am last night 1 read an article in Broadside - #57 written ap 10. 1965. Gordon Friesen wrote it on the basis of a series of letters that Woody Guthrie had written to a young friend named Jolly Robinson in the late winter and early spring of 1951. only a couple years before 'tZoody would find himself a prisoner of Huntington's. Woody was 38 at the time. He wrote of many things in these letters of how hiS "malnest painful trouble has always been my worries over the fact that I was not able to work at my trade and to drag in enuff greens tamp money to support my kids~ •• of how the editors chopped 750 pages out of Bound for Glory ••• and of he felt now he "had to play for keeps and for fast, and to go for broke ..... Woody's years passed too soon, but he never gave up his dreams & he always went for ..broke. - B.D. FLY OFF WITH YOUR DREAMS Words & Music by BILL DORRIS © 1978 by Bill Dorris !-t¥1r iD ' 1) . §; ~ the creeks were rising full ~~i-~.~~~J~\~l~!~~J~J.~Jfin~~~.~~~~~.~~~·~1~1~~~~~1~2~~F~~I ~i~et:i~::r~~n~lOOd #I ~ -#"" if ... 6 =i our boat's in the mud The years pass us by too soon it seems, They rise like the wind then fly warm are the waves ~\~~1~'~F~~9~%~V~r~~~R;~T~111~~2~~~~~~~J~?~~I~'~~l~_~~D~~~I,:=~:=r~~~ck== -- ~ d - ;;~ -- ~ ~ h -:;: ~:a. 4. 'I, when the dark thunder cracks off with our dreams. I re-msmber the sight of a idld flowered tree, peaches hanglng ripe A1 ~ ... .v ~ on the orcha:rd hi 11s stolen on th':3 run J J?j \ 2 F] )$ i J.] !J J eaten for the thrill taking the flight of the spring bumble bees, Singing in the yard I re- hay fills thl~ lofts A1 .D of old summer barns trains shake the tracks ~~i S'" I (t \t2 11 j JI fit !?}I ill ,t and sparks l:tght the corn -;r ~ ... member Mo.ther smiled, iie were out of tune but laughing all the while. (Refrain. Repeat as follows:) (Skip Refrain) the years pass us by kids learning to dance meeting the night too soon it seems in a hot crowded room through the northern trees so rise like the wind our feet took the chance· smelling the pines and fly off uith your dreams when our ears heard the tune on a dry summer's breeze (Retrain) [Transcribed by.;-j ~. Cunningham J NEW ENGLAND IN JULY Words & Music -41- By BILL DORRIS The mills lie bro- ken by the ri- vers, Just an-other gold rush, © 1978 by Bill Dorris 3-;r" -Z:;; - I IF' J - :P~l~.__ J:3:3~7._ --~'IC~?4 ~)P.~+t ~- ~ r~ .t.~ "..(I J R £...... ~ +<#-AI §~.;;~§1;~: II~g;; 'l~j"" - T~jl=~r;=11; n;i~~in~~' 15 Uli'~"Ji3 in from afar by tales of oppor- ;;;F;... • + -.r +- +-...,... + ~ tunity, wealth or just plain 4th of Ju-ly. 4th of Ju-ly. The 4th of Ju-ly. o.ld jobs only to. find that (Note: Verse melody same as chorus.) nothing's changed except the Bricks stand forever in The stools in the diner are location. The real wealth is towns too old to die as lonely as the sky owned by the same old cre~ the pane glass is crying wltn clouded with the tears of and all those promises on the the sadness of the skies New England in July handbills were really only to Chorus be sure eno.ugh people showed up Puddles line the roadside while to. get the work done cheaply - pines are standing by The steeples count off hours of California, 1849; Alaska, 1970s; flags drip from the porches of the days that pass us by 0.1' Massachusetts around 1912. New England in July their windows holding plywood Chorus all peeled in our timw This song is about the remnants o.f the Textile Mill gold rush - The maples stretch full now and The crows still feed in you can see them alo.ng any the fields are reaching high the tufts along the road backroad near a New England but their acres are for sale and and nest in mills left as mill town. their rust fills my eyes empty as our souls -_. B.D. The ponds sit silent in Chorus their dark wayside groves the gables of the roofs look as tired as the roads OLD MEN SLEEPING ON THE BOWERY Words & Music by WILLIE NILE (91977 Lake Victoria Music' Old men sleeping on the Bowery old men lyi,ngon the. ground Old men sleeping on the Bowery old.mell lying all around. Out there sitting in the gaJ::"bage outsiqelying on a stone Old men sleeping on the Bowery old men lying there~lone. Two YO'qIlg. lovers on my" rooftop younglqve taken by the hand Two young lovers on my rooftop up where the fields are grand Young love rolling by the chimney hear the murmer of delight Two young lovers on my rooftop up .there laughiIlg in the night. Fine young lady at the preview drives in a black limousine Fine young lady at the preview ACROSS THE RIVER lives where th~ leaves are green. Words & Music by WILLIE NILE @ 1977 Lake Victoria Music Going out late to a party Studio 54 I saw you walking, I heard you cry Fine young lady at the preview I saw you leave, I wonder why young men waitin' at the door.