Bob Atkinson

Country, with original lyrics plus covers. All with a beat suitable for dancing.. fee: $50 per hour/portal to portal (1 hr travel each way if in excess of 5 miles).

lyrics for "MY HEART’S AT HOME IN MY PRAYERS": (c) 2007 Bob Atkinson

I sit..............camp fire blazing... mount tied to a tree just there... beans and bacon mashed like soup... not my mama’s cooking... my heart’s at home in my prayers.....

giving all I can give to this endeavor... Apaches kill quick and they don’t care... about my home in Kentucky... and the family warm in prayers.....

mining gold and silver isn’t easy... blasting rock for ore is a chore... smashing boulders into small bits... then haulin’ them to smelt them quick... before highgraders take their toll... my heart’s at home in my prayers...

picked up three-fifty brave ones... in Texas they did sign... gallant men good of arms and horse... sound of body and mind.....

drove to a fort past El Paso... with gifts for the home... gave Apaches blankets... to keep their children warm...

my heart’s at home in my prayers...

on to the San Pedro rode the weary... wary of murder, rape and scorn... came riding up upon us fast... dust flying round them like a storm... my heart’s at home in my prayers...



they stopped at the rope stretched taut... wanted blood and mules for their own... didn’t like to see us Anglos... invading their home.....

we told them why we came here... to tunnel underground... and give our time and energies... to their sacred ground...

they seemed to reason well enough... and understand our plan... then we told them they were dead... if we couldn’t cross their land... they talked it over among theyselves... and thanked us for our time... my heart’s at home in my prayers... my heart’s at home in my prayers.....

a force this large they will not harm... as they know and understand... they have no way to win this fight... their mothers want them home tonight...

fierce, with skin dark from the sun... bows and arrows on their arms... thought we were invaders... were startled by our guns... my heart’s at home in my prayers.....

they led us partially on our way... giving study to our track... thinking over how they could... slip knives into our backs...

my heart’s at home in my prayers... my heart’s at home in my prayers...

then they rode off northerly... with smiles and friendly waves... we knew we’d see our friends again... any time we weren’t wary...

my heart’s at home in my prayers... my heart’s at home in my prayers...

San Xavier had our water... Tucson had our whiskey... a night spent in that dusty town.... gave those who went a frown.....

the locals among us said... that of forty-seven graves... only two died of old age...

bar fights and grudges... Apaches and their cousins... cause death and destruction... my heart’s at home in my prayers.....

Tubac was a nice place... water flowed along the Santa Cruz... buildings weren’t in too bad shape... the hills were full of food... my heart’s at home in my prayers.....

nobody there to greet us... all dead or run off far... a granite cliff just to the east... rose above parched human bones... my heart’s at home in my prayers.....

silver and gold are here for us... fame and fortune’s lovely tone... if we are ever vigilant... we’ll someday see our home... my heart’s at home in my prayers... my heart’s at home in my prayers.....

(c) 2007 Bob Atkinson

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