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released September 1, 2016

Performed by Laura Schwartz of Bellwether Bayou.
Recorded and mixed by Don Godwin of Airshow Mastering.

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Bellwether Bayou Washington, D.C.

Bellwether Bayou is the solo folk project of Laura Schwartz, a classically-trained violinist based in Washington, D.C.

Bellwether Bayou brings looping violin and soulful vocals together to create a modern take on classic folk sensibilities.

The sound of Bellwether Bayou mixes original tunes with unexpected covers and new spins on old traditionals.
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Track Name: I'll Draw the Map
“Save our soul,” said the sermon he sold,
Eight years old, enshrined.
Crated scrolls, and the anger they’d scold,
One unfolded find.

And he said,
“Oh my mother, oh my dad,
Oh all the brothers I never had.
Show me the wonderful, show me the sad,
Show me the numbers, and I’ll check the math.”

Three-year toil, and the torment he’d coil
Feared and foiled, he frowned.
Seeded soil, and the favors he’d spoil,
No more folds unfound.

And he said,
“Oh my mother, oh my dad,
Oh all the brothers I never had.
Show me the wonderful, show me the sad,
Show me the numbers, and I’ll check the math.”

“Save our soul,” said the sermon he stole,
Waiting cold in line.
Slated shoals in that country of coals,
Fate unfolds just fine

And he said,
“Oh my mother, oh my dad,
Oh all the brothers I never had.
Show me the wonderful, show me the sad,
Show me the numbers, and I’ll check the math.

Oh my mother, oh my dad,
Oh all the brothers I never had.
Show me the beautiful, show me the bad,
Show me the future, and I’ll draw the map

Show me the beautiful, show me the bad,
Show me the future, and I, oh I’ll draw the map.”
Track Name: Sea Lion Woman
Sea lion woman, sea lion
She drink coffee, sea lion
She drink tea, sea lion
And rooster crows, sea lion

Sea lion woman, sea lion
She drink coffee, sea lion
She drink tea, sea lion
And rooster crows, sea lion

Sea lion woman
Dressed in red
Smile at the man
When you wake up in his bed

Sea lion woman
Dressed in black
Smile at the man
Then stab him in his back

Sea lion woman, sea lion
She drink coffee, sea lion
She drink tea, sea lion
And rooster crows, sea lion

Sea lion woman, sea lion
She drink coffee, sea lion
She drink tea, sea lion
And rooster crows, sea lion

Sea lion woman
Dressed in white
Marry the man
And you'll spend a long sweet life

Sea lion woman
Dressed in green
Silver lining
And a golden seam

Sea lion woman, sea lion
She drink coffee, sea lion
She drink tea, sea lion
And rooster crows, sea lion

Sea lion woman, sea lion
She drink coffee, sea lion
She drink tea, sea lion
And rooster crows, sea lion

Sea lion woman
Dressed in blue
Call on the man
And hope he knows what he can do

Sea lion woman
Dressed in blue
Call on that man
And hope he knows what he can do
Track Name: Peach Plum Pear
We speak in the store, I'm a sensitive bore
You seem markedly more and I'm oozing surprise

But it's late in the day and you're well on your way
What was golden went gray and I'm suddenly shy

And the gathering floozies afford to be choosy
And all sneezing darkly in the dimming divide

And I have read the right book to interpret your look
You were knocking me down with the palm of your eye

Go na na na...

This is unlike the story, it was written to be
I was riding its back when it used to ride me

And we were galloping manic to the mouth of the source
We were swallowing panic in the face of its force

And I am blue
I am blue and unwell
Made me bolt like a horse

Go na na na...

Now it's done
Watch it go
And you've changed some
Water runs from the snow

And am I so dear?
Do I run rare?
And you've changed some

Peach, plum, pear
Peach, plum
Track Name: My Mistress' Eyes
Sonnet 130 by William Shakespear

My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red than her lips’ red;
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hair be wires, black wires grow on her head.

I have seen roses damask, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.

I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
I grant I never saw a goddess go;
My mistress when she walks treads on the ground.

And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.

And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.
Track Name: Follow You Home
My dear, what a mess you’ve made
Peering through slots in that window shade
Hearing the words I’ll never take back
I steer away from all thoughts of you
Fearful that your dreams are coming true
We’re not the way that you wish we would be

And no, it’s not likely I’ll change my tune
So, it’s farewell to the likes of you
I’ll not follow you home

Years I’ve watched you wandering
Tears you’ve spent on account of me
Clear as the day they remain on your face
Leer all you like, it won’t bother me
Merely leave me out of your fantasy
Near, far, I swear I couldn’t care less

And no, it’s not likely I’ll change my tune
So, it’s farewell to the likes of you
I’ll not follow you home
It’s not likely I’ll change my tune
So, it’s farewell to the likes of you
I’ll not follow you home

My dear, what a mess you’ve made
Peering through slots in that window shade
Hearing the words I’ll never take back