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[acoustic guitars playing a country swing beat] [guitar solo] ♪ When it's all said and done ♪ ♪ And the tank's run dry ♪ ♪ I'll be out on my own ♪ ♪ Barely keeping alive ♪ ♪ Got my good thumb out ♪ ♪ On that dusty plain ♪ ♪ Just a'whittled to the bone ♪ ♪ In the wind and the rain ♪ ♪ Oh this highway goes on ♪ ♪ Forever ♪ ♪ Stretching out all the way to the coast ♪ ♪ ♪ With nothing to be seen ♪ ♪ But a man and his machine ♪ ♪ Just lookin' for a place ♪ ♪ To call his own ♪ ♪ ♪ Got a ride from a trucker ♪ ♪ On the fringes of town ♪ ♪ Says he's tired of the city ♪ ♪ Always keeping him down ♪ ♪ Gonna take all his money ♪ ♪ Put it in a big ole knapsack ♪ ♪ Sit down at the table ♪ ♪ And bet on the black ♪ ♪ Oh this highway goes on forever ♪ ♪ Stretching out all the way to the coast ♪ ♪ With nothing to be seen ♪ ♪ But a man and his machine ♪ ♪ Just lookin' for a place to call his own ♪ [guitar solo] ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Oh this highway goes on forever ♪ ♪ Stretching out all the way to the coast ♪ ♪ With nothing to be seen ♪ ♪ But a man and his machine ♪ ♪ Just lookin' for a place to call his own ♪ ♪ ♪ Woke up in the morning ♪ ♪ And that trucker was gone ♪ ♪ Confused and bewildered ♪ ♪ I was feeling so wronged ♪ ♪ Had a dollar in my pocket ♪ ♪ And a dream within my heart ♪ ♪ I took off down the road ♪ ♪ To get an early head start ♪ ♪ Oh this highway it goes on forever ♪ ♪ Stretching out all the way to the coast ♪ ♪ With nothing to be seen ♪ ♪ But a man and his machine ♪ ♪ Just looking for a place to call his own ♪ ♪ And my voice will carry on forever ♪ ♪ It will stretch and wind its way ♪ ♪ Along the coast ♪ ♪ With nothing to be seen ♪ ♪ But a man and his machine ♪ ♪ Just lookin' for a place to call his own ♪ ♪ Just lookin' ♪ ♪ For a place ♪ ♪ To call his own ♪ Hi, I'm Dan Kaufman with the Duly Noted Acoustic Duo.

I'm here tonight with my guitarist Scott Guttormson to play you some original music of ours.

I don't typically write music that's necessarily just radio friendly.

I write about different subjects that most people wouldn't touch on.

I don't really feel the need to do everything exactly like everybody else.

Right now we're trying to get out a bluegrass type of music, and slowly progress to more sort of pop orientated music.

But with also different content than most pop music.

[playing in moderate folk-country rhythm] ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Blue eyes like lightning ♪ ♪ Heavy like rain ♪ ♪ Voice of an angel ♪ ♪ Just callin' my name ♪ ♪ Love like a fire ♪ ♪ As hot as the sun ♪ ♪ A burning desire ♪ ♪ Hard to outrun ♪ [guitar solo] ♪ ♪ ♪ Adorn her with jewelry ♪ ♪ And fanciful things ♪ ♪ Buy her the bird with ♪ ♪ The yellow-tipped wings ♪ ♪ Show her the city ♪ ♪ In a carriage for two ♪ ♪ Garnished with lilies ♪ ♪ Of colorful hues ♪ [guitar solo] ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ And ask her to marry ♪ ♪ Down on bended knee ♪ ♪ Announce it lights ♪ ♪ Out on the marquee ♪ ♪ Tear up the dance floor ♪ ♪ And spill the champagne ♪ ♪ Live up the high life ♪ ♪ And cherish the rain ♪ ♪ Cherish the rain ♪ ♪ Cherish the rain ♪ ♪ Oh Cherish the rain ♪ ♪ ♪ Cherish the rain ♪ ♪ Cherish the rain ♪ ♪ Oh cherish the rain ♪ Hi, I'm Scott Guttormson of the Duly Noted Acoustic Duo.

I write music but I think my most productive music writing has actually been working as a team with Dan.

I feel like Dan is a stronger lyricist.

A lot of times I'll just come up with a guitar lick or a riff and just working as a team with Dan, he'll give me a chord idea, or he'll just write all the lyrics himself.

But it really works best when we're working as a team.

This next song is "Little Boom Town."

I was actually reading about an abandoned town called Arena North Dakota, I looked at pictures of it and it looked like the buildings were still standing but everybody just up and left suddenly.

And I was just intrigued by that, so the song is about where did all these people go?

What became of them?

Why is there nothing left here except the empty buildings?

[playing the blues] ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ I grew up in a little boom town ♪ ♪ Just outside the city lines ♪ ♪ All the people came and left us ♪ ♪ Just as soon as it went dry ♪ ♪ And the kids went off to college ♪ ♪ To go work on their degrees ♪ ♪ And the farms are long forgotten ♪ ♪ Like the passing tumbleweeds ♪ ♪ This little world ♪ ♪ Keeps spinning round ♪ ♪ Like the old ♪ ♪ ♪ Turning plow ♪ ♪ And these worn hands ♪ ♪ ♪ Broke and bound ♪ ♪ ♪ Those old ways ♪ ♪ Don't matter now ♪ ♪ [guitar solo] ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ I went back to the little boom town ♪ ♪ Just to walk the city streets ♪ ♪ Saw the stores all boarded up now ♪ ♪ Couldn't find a place to eat ♪ ♪ And the houses were all empty ♪ ♪ And the grass was overgrown ♪ ♪ I looked into the broken windows ♪ ♪ My reflection was alone ♪ ♪ This little world ♪ ♪ ♪ Keeps spinning 'round ♪ ♪ ♪ Like the old ♪ ♪ ♪ Turning plow ♪ ♪ ♪ And these worn hands ♪ ♪ ♪ Broke and bound ♪ ♪ ♪ Those old ways ♪ ♪ ♪ Don't matter now ♪ ♪ [guitar solo] ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ [playing in folk-rock rhythm] ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Tomorrow holds ♪ ♪ The great unknown ♪ ♪ A small dorm room to to call your own ♪ ♪ ♪ A care package ♪ ♪ A microwave ♪ ♪ The little things that ♪ ♪ That you have saved ♪ ♪ You're not alone in ♪ ♪ Some strange land ♪ ♪ Found the causes ♪ ♪ Traffic jams ♪ ♪ Now kids outside ♪ ♪ You made a deal ♪ ♪ The long process ♪ ♪ Vacation leaves ♪ ♪ ♪ When we were young ♪ ♪ ♪ When we were young ♪ ♪ ♪ When we were young ♪ ♪ Yeah yeah ♪ ♪ Half past three ♪ ♪ Anxiety ♪ ♪ It's where you're goin' ♪ ♪ Who should you be ♪ ♪ Sleeplessness ♪ ♪ Ticking away ♪ ♪ You see the sun and you ♪ ♪ You greet the day ♪ ♪ And you're a wreck but ♪ ♪ You're wide awake ♪ ♪ They call your name and ♪ ♪ it's no mistake ♪ ♪ Say hello to ♪ ♪ To those you pass ♪ ♪ As you hurry to ♪ ♪ Your next class ♪ ♪ ♪ When we were young ♪ ♪ ♪ When we were young ♪ ♪ ♪ When we were young ♪ ♪ ♪ Yeah yeah ♪ [guitar solo] ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ You get back home and you ♪ ♪ You call your mom ♪ ♪ Her voice is sweet so ♪ ♪ Soft and calm ♪ ♪ You tell her of your ♪ ♪ Your big first day ♪ ♪ Your troubles melt and they ♪ ♪ They fade away ♪ ♪ Tomorrow holds ♪ ♪ The great unknown ♪ ♪ A small dorm room to ♪ ♪ Call your own ♪ ♪ A care package ♪ ♪ A microwave ♪ ♪ The little things that ♪ ♪ That you have saved ♪ ♪ ♪ When we were young ♪ ♪ ♪ When we were young ♪ ♪ ♪ When we were young ♪ ♪ ♪ Yeah yeah ♪ [guitar solo] ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ [guitar intro; playing in folk rhythm] ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Hoist the yards from Chesapeake Bay ♪ ♪ Baltimore is where I hail ♪ ♪ South to the horn through Falkland Way ♪ ♪ To California sail ♪ ♪ Many years I've been at sea ♪ ♪ Things have gone from bad to worse ♪ ♪ With every trip around the horn ♪ ♪ I fear the Dutchman's curse ♪ ♪ Through winds of the roaring 40s ♪ ♪ Our clipper makes its way ♪ ♪ In the gales and tow'ring seas ♪ ♪ A sailor learns to pray ♪ [guitar solo] ♪ ♪ ♪ I took my leave in San Jose ♪ ♪ And found a girl to be my wife ♪ ♪ She'll say yes if I will stay ♪ ♪ And leave the sailor's life ♪ ♪ Tales I hear in this harbor town ♪ ♪ Gold they're finding in the hills ♪ ♪ If only I could stay on land ♪ ♪ But I'm a sailor still ♪ ♪ Through winds of the roaring 40s ♪ ♪ Our clipper makes its way ♪ ♪ In the gales and tow'ring seas ♪ ♪ A sailor learns to pray ♪ ♪ Through winds of the roaring 40s ♪ ♪ Our clipper makes its way ♪ ♪ In the gales and tow'ring seas ♪ ♪ A sailor learns to pray ♪ [guitar solo] ♪ ♪ ♪ Back through the 40s east then north ♪ ♪ Point me home to Baltimore ♪ ♪ I'll live my days upon dry earth ♪ ♪ A sailing man no more ♪ [guitar solo] ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ [playing a country swing beat] [guitar solo] ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Well I'm sitting ♪ ♪ In the jailhouse now ♪ ♪ Worryin' when I'll be home ♪ ♪ ♪ Count the days ♪ ♪ On my calendar ♪ ♪ Just wishin' ♪ ♪ I wasn't alone ♪ ♪ ♪ Lying in my bed ♪ ♪ Fluorescents turning red ♪ ♪ I feel like I am ♪ ♪ Losing the war ♪ ♪ ♪ The chill beneath my feet ♪ ♪ My knees are getting weak ♪ ♪ From pacing all along ♪ ♪ The concrete floor ♪ ♪ ♪ Have you heard from my ♪ ♪ Long-time gal ♪ ♪ Is she making it out ♪ ♪ On her own ♪ ♪ ♪ I'm probably the last thing ♪ ♪ That she'd see ♪ ♪ But I'm hopeful ♪ ♪ That I may return ♪ ♪ ♪ To lie down in her bed ♪ ♪ Soft words all in my head ♪ ♪ Instead of intercoms ♪ ♪ And alarms ♪ ♪ ♪ Where peace comes easily ♪ ♪ Without the anarchy ♪ ♪ Of living like a dog ♪ ♪ Out in the rain ♪ [guitar solo] ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Now there's only just a week ♪ ♪ Till I'm free then I'll be back ♪ ♪ In my baby's arms ♪ ♪ ♪ I just can't wait for that ♪ ♪ Glorious day ♪ ♪ When the warden says ♪ ♪ I am discharged ♪ ♪ ♪ To lie down in her bed ♪ ♪ Soft words all in my head ♪ ♪ Instead of intercoms and alarms ♪ ♪ ♪ Eat a healthy meal ♪ ♪ I didn't have to steal ♪ ♪ And dance around the kitchen ♪ ♪ With my girl ♪ ♪ And dance around the kitchen ♪ ♪ With my girl ♪ ♪ And dance around the kitchen ♪ ♪ With my girl ♪ [playing a blues rock shuffle beat] ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Sing away your troubles ♪ ♪ Sing away your fears ♪ ♪ None of this will matter ♪ ♪ In a hundred years ♪ ♪ Sing away your problems ♪ ♪ Dance away your blues ♪ ♪ Sing it all away now ♪ ♪ You've got nothing left to lose ♪ [guitar solo] ♪ Mom and dad and me ♪ ♪ In a shotgun shack ♪ ♪ Big river runnin' through the back ♪ ♪ ♪ The flood left the front porch ♪ ♪ When it took our house away ♪ ♪ So we got out our guitars ♪ ♪ And we began to play ♪ ♪ Sing away your troubles ♪ ♪ Sing away your fears ♪ ♪ None of this will matter ♪ ♪ In a hundred years ♪ ♪ Sing away your problems ♪ ♪ Dance away your blues ♪ ♪ Sing it all away now ♪ ♪ You've got nothing left to lose ♪ [guitar solo] ♪ They're saying there's no coal ♪ ♪ Left in the mine ♪ ♪ Got no money left ♪ ♪ To drink the wine ♪ ♪ So Daddy bought some copper ♪ ♪ And he set up a still ♪ ♪ Now we make the whiskey ♪ ♪ And we can drink our fill ♪ ♪ Sing away your troubles ♪ ♪ Sing away your fears ♪ ♪ None of this will matter ♪ ♪ In a hundred years ♪ ♪ Sing away your problems ♪ ♪ Dance away your blues ♪ ♪ Sing it all away now ♪ ♪ You've got nothin' left to lose ♪ [guitar solo] ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Sing away your troubles ♪ ♪ Sing away your fears ♪ ♪ None of this will matter ♪ ♪ In a hundred years ♪ ♪ Sing away your problems ♪ ♪ Dance away your blues ♪ ♪ Sing it all away now ♪ ♪ You've got nothin' left to lose ♪ (woman) Prairie Musicians is made possible by the Minnesota Arts and Cultural Heritage Fund and the citizens of Minnesota and by the members of Prairie Public.