Live In Seattle (Presented by SLRS and Melodic Caring Project)

by Bradford Loomis w/ Beth Whitney

supported by
subscribers:
/
  • Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.

     $7 USD  or more

     

1.
2.
3.
05:05
4.
04:50
5.
04:48
6.

credits

released 28 July 2014

tags

license

all rights reserved

feeds

feeds for this album, this artist

about

Bradford Loomis Seattle, Washington

Brad marries grit and melody to dig to the roots of American folklore and speak of the raw reality of the human condition with soul, passion, and hope. Brad’s stories span a lifetime of relatable emotions, be it the bitterness of loss, the deep longing of regret, the enduring hope of love, or the elation of joy. ... more

shows

contact / help

Contact Bradford Loomis

Download help

Redeem download codes

Track Name: Get On That Train
The sun’s still rising in the summer sky, but I’ll be sweating in this field till the day that I die
They done tore my flesh down to my bones, took my brother right from our home
And worked my poor little mama into the ground

Moses said let my people go, but I ain’t seen nothing to give me hope, oh no
All of God’s children in a foreign land, Pharaoh ruling with an iron hand
And there ain’t no freedom that can be found

Did you ever hear that thunderin’ sound, did you ever hear that thunderin’ sound
Did you ever hear that thunderin’ sound, means the train is coming to take you home


Did you ever hear that whistle blow, like a trumpet sound calling you to go
You ain’t gonna follow the river shore or set out underneath the drinking gourd
Your chariot awaits you better get on board


It was then I heard it clear as day, it was then I heard him callin’ my name
It was then I heard ol’ St. Peter callin’ my name, I’m gonna get on that train to the promised land

Chorus

Chorus


© 2010 Bradford Loomis
Track Name: Bradford Loomis w/ Beth Whitney - On the Banks of the Ohio
I tell you my brother I’ve seen the waters rise, and right before my eyes I lost everything

For weeks on end the rain it steadily fell, and the river continued to swell till it broke its banks

The current raged and it left the only home, that I have ever known broken in its wake


When the waters came all the blood and sweat we gave were washed away from this place

The only thing left of us were echoes of the songs that we sang in His name


The toll was high and the casualties were great, and the promises we made were left behind

Mourn your loss for the friends you couldn’t save

cause the bitterness’ll be your grave if you dig too deep

Well the good Lord gives but good lord He takes away, there will be an end to our suffering

When the waters came all the blood and sweat we gave were washed away from this place

The only thing left of us were echoes of the songs that we sang in His name

© Brad Loomis 2010
Track Name: Overcome
Overcome

We were born in a little home, right at the edge of the woods
Mama always said when she put us to bed, “Listen, honey please be good
Keep the doors locked tight, it’s not safe at night”

We grew up with a fear of what lurked in the wilderness
When the sun went down on our tired little town the wolves would prey on us
I still hear the sounds of their haunting howls

We learned to hide when the fires died and the shadows they grew long
Don’t make a sound or you’ll be found when the beasts come to sing their songs
I still hear the sounds of their haunting howls

For all this suffering that we endured
I’ve spent so much of this life crippled by fear
When the ghosts that haunt the most, hold you in their grip
They’ve won, but we can overcome

And all the reasons why I was always too afraid to try
When love was on the line
For a heart that’s been given life, I’ve been more dead than alive
Underneath the August Sky

For all this suffering that we endured
I’ve spent so much of this life crippled by fear
When the ghosts that haunt the most, hold you in their grip
They’ve won, but we can overcome

When the nights get long and the cold winds come, the summers come to an end
Keep the doors locked tight be watchful at night a wintering heart may hunt
But I still hear the sounds of their haunting howls

© 2011 Brad Loomis
Track Name: My Beloved
My Beloved



I am yours beloved and you are mine
I am overwhelmed by you, turn your eyes from mine
My Love, my perfect one

Fair as the moon, bright as the sun
Drawn like the stars in the sky, one by one
My Dove, my perfect one


Our love is like a raging fire and strong as the grave
No tide could ever pull us asunder, nor wash us away
My love, my perfect one

My beloved you are, my beloved, you are my beloved and I am yours
My beloved you are, my beloved, you are my beloved and I am yours


Come, back, to me, come, back to me


© Beth Whitney Music & Bradford Loomis Music 2013
Track Name: Stampede
Stampede

O my God there’s a man with a gun
Waiting outside for me
He’s been wanting to cleanse me of my sins
Lord have mercy on me
If they only knew the man that I have been
None would stand in defense of me
For this blood on my hands is not my own
There’s no righteousness in me

Total slaughter, total slaughter, if I were you, I’d leave no man alive

O my Lord how desperate I’ve become
I’m just praying for release
Though the fires of Hell and Damnation
Are surely what I’ll see

Total slaughter, total slaughter, if I were you, I’d leave no man alive

You were led to the slaughter
By your sons and your daughters
But you wouldn’t leave a single man behind

Total slaughter, total slaughter, I wouldn’t leave a single man alive

© Bradford Loomis 2010
Track Name: Dead Man's Dance
Dead Man’s Dance

O my love, when my days are done, and my bones have been put to rest
When my graven stone has found its home, may you not be bereft
Don’t waste your prayers on a wretch like me
My hearts been giv’n to wandering
All the things I’ve done since the war begun, I could never be free

Wait my beleaguered love brings hope don’t set that stone
Though you feel meager, your heart may roam but mine will be your home
Wake, O you sleeper there is still hope roll away that stone
Wake, O you sleeper there is still hope roll away that stone

Come on up, rise on up, get out of that grave my Lazarus
Come on up, rise on up, get out of that grave sweet Lazarus

Get up Lazarus go on get out the grave
Oh you ain’t never seen nothing like a dead man dance
Get up Lazarus go on get out the grave
Oh you ain’t never seen nothing like a dead man dance
Get up Lazarus go on get out the grave
Oh you ain’t never seen nothing like a dead man dance

Come on up, rise on up, get out of that grave my Lazarus
Come on up, rise on up, get out of that grave sweet Lazarus

© Bradford Loomis 2012