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Asante Sana

by Amy Mayson

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1.
Asante Sana ( have a nice day) Well I try my best to stay rooted, on a Monday Oh I do, yes I do, I get suited and booted on a Monday See now, Tuesday we just trying to stay dry But sometimes You know that I cannot resist a little kiss, a little walk in the rain My fires burning, you keep my fire burning on a Wednesday We do our Manipura asana, asante sana, namaste Babe you’re my fire is burning, on a Wednesday We do that Manipura asana, asante sana, have a nice day Ain’t it about time for a little glass of sunshine, I heard on the grapevine that it’s going to be alright! X2 And I open your heart (I got to open your heart) on a Thursday You see I put my chest out, Lordy what’s this all about, come on and explain to me x2 Ain’t it about time for a little glass of sunshine, I heard on the grapevine that it’s going to be alright! X2 Friday, we’re just trying to stay hi. I try a little elevation, gonna see the situation from the sky x2
2.
For Marion 06:03
For Marion (Granny’s song) Oh what a dream I had that dark September night, It was the day, the day before, my dear old Granny died She was playing the piano in a field so far away Her eyes aquamarine and her hair no longer grey And the moon it was rising over the city where I stay And it reminded me, yeah it reminded me Of when I used to sing I’d sing for joy Sing through my pain I’d sing my prayers when no one was listening And yeah I sang to birds, And when the words no longer came We’d whisper out the names that we call God From time to time, from time to time. I met a man in a little Spanish town, His name was Fred, he played the flute and he never war a frown Well one day I found a note pinned on the door where I was staying It said come to la Mesquita for that’s where I will be playing So I went a long, with just my guitar and a song I went along And yeah I sang to birds, And when the words no longer came We counted up the change, I bought a beer There’s nothing to fear .. nothing to fear.. here As I was leaving, these good words Fred said to me, They’ve been burned upon my mind, etched upon my memory He said, “I wish you many fish and a brave heart” He said, “I hope you find a lover who’s not only cute but also smart” And he said, I hope you find a big shiny balloon!” “And that you’ll never have to act for free in any kind of cartoon.” That’s what he said to me, no I wouldn’t lie to you That’s what he said to me. And we sang to birds And when the words no longer came We whispered out the names that we call God, From time to time, From time to time. For Marion (Granny’s song) Oh what a dream I had that dark September night, It was the day, the day before, my dear old Granny died She was playing the piano in a field so far away Her eyes aquamarine and her hair no longer grey And the moon it was rising over the city where I stay And it reminded me, yeah it reminded me Of when I used to sing I’d sing for joy Sing through my pain I’d sing my prayers when no one was listening And yeah I sang to birds, And when the words no longer came We’d whisper out the names that we call God From time to time, from time to time.
3.
Hard Time Blues I know all to well that things are hard babe, Well now they’re hard on the mind and the soul Maybe these are the battles that we face And daily they grow, they grow And oh how taxing it is When you’re hands in a fist And all you’re fighting is yourself There are many on the road that have gone before us Many a good man has fallen low Why does it seem that our hearts have gotten careless And we are reaping just what we sow And oh how taxing it is When you’re hands in a fist And all you’re fighting is yourself I call the angels I call the fees I call the spirits Up from the grave x2 I hear whispers on the wind of revolution I hear whispers in our hearts that we must change Well I’ve heard it all before, but no solutions Guess we got only ourselves to save And oh how taxing it is When you’re hands in a fist And all you’re fighting is yourself
4.
Rest Your Mind Come on down from your mountain tall I’ll see you on the valley floor where the river flows I’ll tell you why that I like this place You see you slow right down, see your face in the water And yes it’s true there’s things in this life gonna get to you There be troubles and blues and my god how they’re vexing you It’s an on-going game, child And it’s gonna take a while So come on and rest your mind You gotta enjoy your time Well it’s like those stories that they told their kids Those old Egyptians and their pyramids You see, there was this old River Styx And you go down there just to get your kicks When you die. And there’s no telling how long you stay there, Or what you do or the games they play there And just when you feet at home Rumour has it the sun comes around Pushes you up from the ground And oh my dear it’s quite a sound. X2
5.
Oh My God 03:51
Oh My God Oh my god, it got me down It got me thinking about how I got away with this so long How I hate to say I’m wrong Oh my god, I got you down I chose the worst way to go about it didn’t I? Well that ain’t no comfort now No that ain’t no comfort now Oh my god, won’t you take a bow? Cos it’s all done it’s over now It’s over now Well my darling, I bid you farewell And I hope you take good care of yourself I know you will See I’ve been dealing with my emptiness, Trying too hard to rectify it And I wonder who the hell I’m singing this for Cos you and I don’t talk no more Oh my God, stop holding on! Just let it go, let it be gone Well try as I may It’s a very easy thing to say Oh my god, won’t you take a bow? Cos it’s all done it’s over now It’s over now Well my darling, I bid you farewell And I hope you take good care of yourself I know you will See I’ve been dealing with my emptiness, Trying too hard to rectify it And I wonder who the hell I’m singing this for Cos you and I don’t talk no more
6.
We Got Time 04:53
6. We got time We got time We got time babe To talk about it, please tell me what you’re worrying about x2 CH Where you going, come and sit a little closer Cos the blues gonna make you feel better and dry Dry those pretty eyes I got a bottle of wine, and it’s a fine merlot Won’t you give it some time babe, No, you ain’t gonna feel too bad no more X 2 Speak your mind, and speak it true Tell me all those things that been troubling you X2

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released August 17, 2022

Producer: Hugh Fielding
Violin: Georgina Leach
Double Bass: Nick Pini

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Amy Mayson London, UK

ASANTE SANA is out now!

"That one might become the kind
of person who, without intending it, is a source of marvellous accidents"

Musical artist from Bulawayo, Zimbabwe. Formerly Amy & The Calamities. The Calamities are the collective.

Gypsy folk and slide-guitar blues

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