Although I played lead guitar in a Country Band for over 35 years, I don't really have a Country voice - more R&B and Pop. This is my best effort, though!

I (Alan) originally wrote this in 2004, updated it in 2007, 2008 and again last week. It's a reasonable accurate reflection of my early childhood. We lived on a farm near Troy, Missouri until I was 8 years old. Our house had neither electricity nor running water.

Questions about the mix:

1. Is the vocal too loud? I think it might be a little loud in the mix.

2. Should I eliminate the acoustic rhythm guitar on the right track? Sometimes I think it competes with the mandolin chop rhythm ... other times I'm not so sure.

Two others things of note: You might notice I've been signing my posts as "Alan" & Di rather than "Al". I personally prefer Alan but most folks in the music biz know me as Al. I'm okay either way! Also, when Di's health improves, she'll be doing some more of our original stuff. She had a really bad stroke a couple of years ago and she having some recurring symptoms plus a respiratory issue.

File:Al - Six Rooms And A Path.SGU
Key=C , Tempo 154, Length (m:s)=3:38
8 bar intro, 129 bar chorus, from bar 9 to bar 137. Repeat x1 chorus
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Six Rooms And A Path

© 2004, Alan D. David, BMI
Revised 2007 Revised 2014
All Rights Reserved

I reckon it’s gone but I really can’t say
‘Cause I’ve never been back since Mom passed away
That old farm house, white paint faded gray
Where I grew up and learned how to pray

We didn’t have much but we owned it all
Sixty-five acres if I recall
Close by his side, I worked with my pa
Plant every spring and harvest each fall

No running water
No electrical lights
No air conditioning
On those hot summer nights
A galvanized tub
Served as our bath
I’ll always remember
Six rooms and a path

In a plaid cotton shirt and old denim pants
Pa worked till his muscles knotted in cramps
We all had our chores, even Granny and Gramps
I cleaned the shades on the kerosene lamps

We’d sit on the porch at the end of the day
And watched as the sun slowly faded away
Then came the crickets as night found its way
Chirping in the corn, the fescue and hay

Repeat Chorus

A pot-bellied stove kept all of us warm
With Rover on guard we were safe from all harm
Out on the fence not far from the barn
That Rhode Island Red was our morning alarm

That ole wood burner, man it was neat
Stood in the kitchen on four iron feet
Cooked all our green beans, potatoes and meat
Baked Mama’s biscuits, made hot cream of wheat

Confused by the outhouse, with three holes on the shelf
There are a few things I’d rather do by all by myself

Repeat Chorus


Yeah, I’ll always remember
Six rooms and a path
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