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ballad of the cedar hill fire

07:07
long & tall tales

Story

 

 

I like writing BIG songs

And there I was right in the middle of one

 We were evacuated for a week from Caravan Farm

After being allowed back I spent two days behind

the cookshack furiously writing and editing the lyrics

 to make it all work

Scary time

 

 

Lyrics

 

up in the mountains northwest of vernon

somewhere near falkland the trees started burning

the forests were tinder dry no rain since june

one hundred degrees plus each day before noon

then late on a friday by lightning or man

a fire was kindled and spread cross the land

high winds blew it east down below salmon arm

and straight in its path caravan farm

 

second week of its run joan henry was playing

on the farm cast and crew and their families were staying

two hours after curtain came the first call

prepare to evacuate one and all

we walked down to the gate and looked to the west

saw a mountain on fire from valley to crest

i’ll always remember till the day i am dead

that feeling of horror all silent with dread

 

look away on the mountain

where the gates of hell open wide

and the fire like a demon

comes devouring everything

nowhere to hide

 

covered in ashes when we awoke

round the cookshack we’d slept in a cloud of grey smoke

soon after dawn came the second alarm

they gave us one hour to leave the farm

children and dogs food clothes guitars

cloud of dust down the driveway caravan of cars

but still there were horses and livestock to save

down the valley they moved out wave after wave

 

look away.....

 

fire brigades knew what was in store

they’d been through the worst but this was like war

the crews and equipment the best anywhere

but even these heroes looked on in despair

the fire now a monster beyond control

the wind came howling fanning the coals

trees crowning exploding borne through the air

run for your life it’s not safe anywhere

 

look away.....

 

emergency radio six nights and days

never knew if we’d get back to our play

dry lightning and thunder fierce wind no rain

and some of these people can’t go home again

does it take a disaster to make us all see

that we’re in this together one big family

i’ll tell you the story any time you desire

year 2003 cedar hill fire

 

look away.....

 

up in the mountains northwest of vernon

somewhere near falkland trees started burning

high winds blew it east down below salmon arm

and straight in its path caravan farm