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Rani Arbo & daisy mayhem - "Roses"

This is a new live recording of a song that originally appeared on Rani's 2007 cd Big Old Life. Recorded at the North East Regional Folk Alliance Conference in Stamford Ct in November 2019. daisy mayhem are from left to right: Anand Nayak - guitar Andrew Kinsey - stand up bass Scott Kessel - Percussion Many thanks to the multi-talented Anand Nayak for the outstanding audio mix! The song Roses is about a real person named Barbara Hohol who lived across the street from Rani's family when she was growing up. Rani comments: "She was a community gardener, craftswoman, and activist, Barbara spent decades gardening our block into a green space — with significant assistance from my mother, who helped her plant bushes of four o’clocks in each tree enclosure, year after year. When Barbara came to our CD release at Joe’s Pub many years ago, I asked her if the song felt true, acknowledging some artistic license with the details. She said, in her inimitable way, “You got it mostly right.” Barbara passed away in 2016, after living many years with breast cancer. Her neighbors still miss her and her dedication to community, beauty, and nature". Lyrics: Morning slips in sideways like a cheater on the run She’s out there on the sidewalk, kneeling at her toil Pulling weeds for Jesus with her knuckles in the soil She is no Saint Theresa, she is no paragon Her fingernails are dirty, her old blue jeans are worn She doesn’t talk to strangers, she hardly knows you’re there She doesn’t want your money, she doesn’t want your prayers Chorus: Because this is God’s dominion, this is peace on Earth This is what she’s put here for, this is what she’s worth Other things that matter have slowly slipped away Now she grows her roses, she grows her roses And she grows her roses all-day She remembers a young woman with hair as fine as gold She remembers all her lovers, she remembers growing old She remembers meeting Jesus, she can recall that day She gave him all her seeds of darkness, he buried him away Now she coaxes hope from concrete, she coaxes right from wrong She makes the Spanish ladies break into their Spanish songs When at night the smell her roses in the streetlamp’s yellow sun And they dream of summer dresses and the streets of old San Juan (Chorus) Lyrics and Music by Rani Arbo (Jinn Mill Music, BMI)