Oh Betty from Unreleased<2011 by Alana Stewart
'Oh Betty' was written for Grandmother during a too-close-for-comfort health scare. It is a portrait of Swedeborg, Missouri: her rural Ozark Mountain home, and some of the nostalgic aspects of that part of the country, and my beloved grandparents.
Tracklist
| 6. | Oh Betty | 4:16 |
Lyrics
Oh Betty, I belong to you
These crowded streets haven't a clue from where I came
The gooseberry vines and older oaks
line the perimeter, with cattle and coyotes
When grandpa picks up and plays with his grand-babies
It's the sweetest smile I ever seen
When you play piano and grandpa sings the pulpit
It's the sweetest sound my ears could surrender to
I long to be in Swedeborg, Missouri
Where the land of my family is and my ancestors are buried
I long to be in Swedeborg, Missouri
Where the riches on your back and the riches in your bank and pretensions ain't no worry
Oh Betty, change is on it's way
You're already walkin' out
And Savannah will be here any day
Oh Betty, change is on it's way
I see the sun settin' on fields of overgrown hay
Oh Momma, you're really missin' out
There's so much joy to be had in the history of yourself
Oh Momma, you're not needed in The Bay
Your blood-kin reckons and church-keys beckon,
All your money's already made
Credits
Mat Strickland- engineer, co-producer, Hitwall Studios, South San Francisco
Alana Stewart- lyrics, vocals, guitar, moog
