Get all 5 Kim Beggs releases available on Bandcamp and save 30%.
Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality downloads of Steel and Wool, Beauty and Breaking, Blue Bones, Wanderer's Paean, and Streetcar Heart.
1. |
Old Pal
02:21
|
|||
|
Old Pal
by Kim Beggs
Kim Beggs - vocals, acoustic guitar
Bob Hamilton - rayco, standup bass
Andrea McColeman - accordian
Moritz Behm - violin
Anne Louise Genest - vocals
Good to see you ’round here
Old pal, old friend
Just falling through
The rice paper map of your life
And the bye-bye days
You polish off your gin
Faster than the dregs of my beer
So queer you're sittin’ here
Where the heck have you been?
Old pal, old friend
I ain’t seen you
Since the virgin days
Scared again
You pull time out of my breath
Old pal, old friend
A hundred years
Blow through me when I see you
Won’t you take my arm
You stole away when you were fresh
Old pal, old friend
Now you seem so old
Your worn out spirit all skinny
Take a deep deep breath
I wanna hold you to the moon
Old pal, old friend
And the weight you bear
Won’t seem so heavy today
Won’t you stay a little
While longer
So glad you're sittin’ here
|
||||
2. |
Streetcar Heart
03:25
|
|||
|
Streetcar Heart
by Kim Beggs
Kim Beggs - vocals, acoustic guitar
Bob Hamilton - standup bass
Moritz Behm - violin
Dave Haddock - vocals
Gene Brown - pedal steel
Annie Avery - Leslie Hammond B3 organ
I know your heart is like a
Streetcar
Rollin’ on past
My hiding spot light
gets to
Climb inside you
I don’t glow enough
At midnight
If I could drink your smile
Dance down your aisle
Ride your rails
At midnight
If I could make your heart stop
Once for me
Dee dee de dee dee de dee
We wouldn’t have to speak
Just breathe a sigh
Of relief
At midnight
If I could make your heart stop
Once for me
Dee dee de dee dee de dee
Oh what it would be
To shine and inside your eyes
BREAK
But I know your heart is like a
Streetcar
Rollin’ on past
And your blind spot always keeps up
Dee dee de dee dee de dee
Dee dee de dee dee de dee
|
||||
3. |
Gidyup Cowboy
03:41
|
|||
|
Gidyup Cowboy
by Kim Beggs
Kim Beggs - vocals, acoustic guitar
Bob Hamilton - dobro, standup bass
Moritz Behm - violin
Anne Louise Genest - vocals
Tony Scott Pierce - concertina
She talks to herself
in the woods
Everybody knows
She’s not of this place
She ran from
The look of a blind man
To a pool of water
Full of all her wonder
Halo, no halo
He leaks all over
Hoping for anyone, anywhere
This cowboy, this lonesome,
loaded cowboy
She’s lonely too
And wants what he gives out
Oh lonely,
She’ll take what he spills out
Halo, no halo
Halo, no halo
They tumbled around
in her daydream
’Til the sun stopped shining
And the clouds fell
on the go-round
When the rain hit the tin roof
It made his heart jump away
And the smell of her
sweet love on him
Turned into the cold sweat
of a runaway cowboy
Cowboy, unbroken cowboy
Cowboy
gidyup gidyup gidyup
gidyup gidyup
gidyup gidyup gidyup
gidyup gidyup
If he can keep up with the wind
He’ll probably live forever
Too bad
he never looked back to see
His immortality
Sowed in her heaven
The unplanned miracle
In her heaven
Halo, broken halo
Halo, broken halo
She sings a lullaby
as she walks home
To the woods
with the pool of water
Where the wind don't blow
and the bows don't break
She’s gonna weave a rocker
for the baby
But not the giddyup cowboy
Who could only hear wisdom
In the howling of the hand
rocks him
and carries him away
Cowboy, unbroken cowboy
Cowboy
gidyup gidyup gidyup
gidyup gidyup
gidyup gidyup gidyup
gidyup gidyup
|
||||
4. |
Carry My Guitar
02:31
|
|||
|
Carry My Guitar
by Kim Beggs
Kim Beggs - vocals, acoustic guitar
Bob Hamilton - rayco, standup bass, vocals
Moritz Behm - violin
Tony Scott Pearce - concertina
Kim Barlow - banjo
Anne Louise Genest - vocals
I carry my guitar
Like a load of lumber
Looking for where to go
The bar closed for the night
But the sun’s still up
My blood still tickles me
I carry my guitar
Like a load of lumber
Looking for where to play
A midnight jam
Just up the road
Oh I got ta go
I carry my guitar
Like a load of lumber
Looking for where to sing
My shadow and her pals
All heard about it
And Goddamn, they got ta go
I carry my guitar
Like a load of lumber
BREAK
I carry my guitar
Like a load of lumber
Looking for your voice to share
Singing that sweet jam
Of our insides
Beer sippers
Tea totelers
Sun’s still up
Night’s gone by
We all made it what it was
I carry my guitar
Like a load of lumber
Looking for where to sleep
Yer song is in my heart
But my head is getting weary
So I guess I’ll be on my way
I carry my guitar
Like a load of lumber
|
||||
5. |
Bus Driver
02:45
|
|||
|
Bus Driver
by Kim Beggs
Kim Beggs - vocals, acoustic guitar
Bob Hamilton - standup bass
Bodra Eliah - vocals
Gene Brown - pedal steel
Annie Avery - Leslie Hammond B3 organ
Lonnie Powell - drums
Runnin’ away for awhile,
There's not enough sun here
I wanna straighten my back
And lighten my load.
Riding the bus, feeling the lines
In my face
Given way to this motion.
I’m goin’ to California,
The best way I know how
With my songs and my guitar,
And a flowery gypsy friend
The Good Jazz Girl wanted to come,
Cause wouldn’t it be something
If we could all dance
with Old Neil Young?
I’m broke but I’m not poor
Bus driver, you’re gonna get me
To where I’m goin’
Bus driver, is gonna get me
To where I’m goin’
On my way,
Gettin’ on down to the Bay
There’ll be flowers in my hair
When I get there
Thirty-five years too late,
To hitch a ride in his truck
When he went down to LA
You’re the one who smiles
And tips your cap
Highway-lover like me
-You tell me
Take space and stretch out Girl
That’s how you dream
And it’s mostly dreams
That fuel this bus
|
||||
6. |
Beautiful
02:46
|
|||
|
Beautiful
by Kim Beggs
Kim Beggs - vocals, acoustic guitar
Bob Hamilton - standup bass, leslie guitar, vocals
Lonnie Powell - drums
Amazing and beautiful
She’ll skip by your heart if she can’t feel it
But she’ll knit your heart a sweater
If she's been too cold
Amazing and beautiful
She’ll cover your eyes with wool
And if you let yourself see her
You’ll learn something about this girl
She’s a double rose diamond
Cut you ‘til you bleed with laughter
She’s the sparkle in your eye
Even if there’s no sunshine
You’ll learn something about this world
You’ll learn something about this whirl.
Wind in your hair
Fill you up with life like a forest
And when the trees stop moving
You still know she was here
You’ll get something you won't give back
|
||||
7. |
My Woes
02:44
|
|||
|
My Woes
by Kim Beggs
Kim Beggs - vocals, acoustic guitar, backup vocals
Bob Hamilton - dobro, standup bass, acoustic guitar
Gene Brown - pedal steel
Jimmy Salt - drums
When our lives collided that night
It was a bottle explosion
Our faces sayin’ hello
Oh woe, my woes
I knew I’d never forget it
I thought you’d never forget it
Though I’d had 4 beers and you had 40
Or so, my woes
You didn’t expect it to be me
Tangled up in blanket in the morning
I could hardly believe it myself
Oh woe, my woes
That this other-worldly fantasy
Would become my reality
Oh woe, oh my woes
Oh woe, my woes
How could a love built on
The blocks of my memories
Still stand in your blackout world
Oh woe, my woes
|
||||
8. |
Petals
03:12
|
|||
|
Petals
by Kim Beggs
Kim Beggs – vocals ⁄ acoustic guitar
Bob Hamilton – standup bass
Andrea McColeman – accordian
Bodra Eliah – vocals
She was barely blooming
I remember her laugh
Before someone tore
her petals off
And took her smile away
Someone tore
her petals off
And took her love away
Eyes open, can't feel,
She's bare and torn
She picked her colour up
off the ground
And held it to her
Picked her colour up
off the ground
And held it to her
Who's gonna love her
She can't stay
Who's going to find her
It's so dark
Sit down in the moss
With a needle and thread
She sewed her petals on
And she sewed her petals up
And she was far away
Safe and sad inside
Who's gonna to find her
Close and far
Who's gonna to find her
Sun has set again
She was older
When she finally cried
It was she who let the rain in
To let her water flow
Inside her shell
I hear her laugh again
Who gets to love her
She's so strong
Who gets to love her
Feel her smile
Who gets to love her
|
||||
9. |
Quicksand Man
03:02
|
|||
|
Quicksand Man
by Kim Beggs
Kim Beggs - vocals, acoustic guitar
Bob Hamilton - standup bass, acoustic guitar
Gene Brown - pedal steel
Jimmy Salt - drums
You’re not alone
It didn’t take long,
you were never alone
From bakery to bakery,
no walkin’ in between
Did you even feel me go?
I still feel it
The piercin’ in my heart
The only other time
I ever felt so bad
Was when I thought
it was good to be with you
Did you ever walk the talk?
Pseudo-feminist intellectual
Quicksand man from academia
Sucked me right in
We went out one night
I finally gave into your calls
You spoke so well
I couldn’t even hear what
My guts were telling me
Did you even see me?
Was it only yourself
you could see?
Did I only reflect you weakness?
Oh baby, you weren’t ready for me
I need freedom
I need relief within my heart
Truth respect and excitement
And a love to go a long, long way
|
||||
10. |
Birds and No Bees
03:15
|
|||
|
Birds and No Bees
by Kim Beggs
Kim Beggs - vocals, acoustic guitar
Bob Hamilton - vocals, standup bass
Tony Scott Pearce - concertina
Gene Brown - pedal steel
Dave Haddock - vocals
Annie Avery - Leslie Hammond B3 organ
Lonnie Powell - drums
Looking down on Union Square from here
Pigeons, seagulls fly by
Feeling sorry for we who think we so
High and mighty
People writing, staring, some visiting with
Knees touching, hearts racing
Knees touching, sun splashing down
and mixing with their love
But maybe I don’t know
I’m just sitting up here with
The birds and no bees to sting me
Maybe I don’t know
I’m just sitting up here with
The birds and no bees
The ones who sit with space
all around them with no
Knees touching, no hearts racing no
Knees touching,
They’re the ones who are a little
Lonely and scared
A man in a suit stands solitary
Is he picking his teeth
or blowing the harmonica
Either way he’s learning a part to play out-
Side the square
But maybe I don’t know
I’m just sitting up here with
The birds and no bees to sting me
Maybe I don’t know
I’m just sitting up here with
The birds and no bees
Some people looking around
and not seeing people
Looking down, looking broke,
they think they're better than
The people who work on the corner
for their daily bread
But at Union Square
we all breath the same air
Street meat vendor, coffee philosopher
Buskers, tricksters, lovers all needing the
Heat of the sun
But maybe I don’t know
I’m just sitting up here with
The birds and no bees to sting me
Maybe I don’t know
I’m just sitting up here with
The birds and no bees
The birds and no bees
|
||||
11. |
Her Big Yellow Back-hoe
02:51
|
|||
|
Her Big Yellow Back-hoe
by Kim Beggs
Kim Beggs - vocals, acoustic guitar
Bob Hamilton - standup bass
Dave Haddock - vocals
Burch Kuch - clarinet
They got high beam smiles
And twinkles in their eyes
They're big men, with big hearts
Drivin’ little red pick-up trucks
Little red pick-up trucks
Little red pick-up trucks
It’s a funny old world that we live in
Everything seems out of time,
if we let it
But just look for rainbows in gasoline
Cause everything is divine
She’s hip to the trick
She's got her brains and muscles
She’s small, but she's quick
And she’s shwangin' her
big yellow back-hoe
Shwangin’ her big yellow back-hoe
Shwangin’ her big yellow back-hoe
I met a rooster one day
He was climbing a tree
And that night he woke me
When he cocka-doodle-dood
at the moon
He cocka-doodle-dood
at the moon and the stars
He cocka-doodle-dood
at the moon
She’s kinda frumpy in her plaid shirt
And her overalls
But she’s gonna wear
a periwinkle dress
When she’s a big old bridesmaid
She’s gonna be
a big old bridesmaid
She’s the big old bridesmaid
|
||||
12. |
Pieces of Sun
03:05
|
|||
|
Pieces of Sun
by Kim Beggs
Kim Beggs - vocals, acoustic guitar
Bob Hamilton - standup bass
Moritz Behm - violin
Lonnie Powell - drums
Anne Louise Genest - vocals
Today I felt pieces of sun
Cuttin’ through my skin
Cuttin’ through my bone
There’s a little room back there
It doesn’t get much sunshine
No door, no deadbolt
No window to fly through
Seems like there’s no way in
How you gonna get there my friend?
Today I felt pieces of sun
Cuttin’ through my skin
Cuttin’ through my bone
There’s a little treasure in there
No one’s really seen it
No map, no riddle
No rumour, no hearsay
|
||||
13. |
Bucko
02:45
|
|||
|
Bucko
by Kim Beggs
Kim Beggs - vocals, acoustic guitar
Bob Hamilton - dobro, standup bass
Moritz Behm - violin
Anne Louise Genest - vocals
C’mon bucko take my hand
We can dance all night,
’Til the morning comes
I caught yer gazin’,
With a grin on my face,
--and you know
What I really wanna do,
Is two-step with you
I’ll cut you a stairwell into the hill
You can haul water up
From the river in silver pails
And under the purdy blue sky,
I’ll build you a home
’Cause you can squeeze my heart
That’s been turned to stone
You can fix the truck
That’s been broke for years
So sometimes
We can get outta here
I’ll bake you a cake,
I’ll open my gate
I give some to you,
If you give me some too
I don’t know why,
I don’t know how
I’ve always been
A bit of walk alone gal
But when I see you
One and two-in’ cowboy
I want you to show me
The way you move
--I wanna move
Right along with you
|
||||
14. |
Keep Comin' 'Round
03:04
|
|||
|
Keep Comin’ ’Round
by Kim Beggs
Kim Beggs - vocals, acoustic guitar
Bob Hamilton - dobro, standup bass, acoustic guitars, telecaster guitar
Jimmy Salt - drums
Anne Louise Genest - vocals
I had a lover this winter
He learned to build
a fire in my stove
I learned to dress pretty
but then he
Went back to the city
Sing it up baby,
keep coming ’round
Sing it up baby,
keep coming ’round
I want you
On the street in your
black and your slick
Holding hands with
your carpenter chick
I’m all covered in
sawdust and glue
But I like walking with you
I got a hollow in my heart
I cried away all my water
And left you with
a kiss so dry
I thought our love might die
He left me standing strong
In my boots like
I never stood before
He showed me a way
Like it was always there
|
||||
15. |
Fury
03:45
|
|||
|
Fury
by Kim Beggs
Kim Beggs - vocals, acoustic guitar, backup vocals
Bob Hamilton - standup bass, telecaster guitar
Gene Brown - pedal steel
It sure was good to be here
I sure hope we both take care
I’m sad and I’m scared
To be leavin’ today
I wish we could have had more
I wish we could have had more
Not enough time to say
You been bit girl
It’s time to uncurl
Your body, your story
Your glory, your fury
Meeting you in this place
So much change in a season
No more down coat,
You got a haircut
Grab hold of me friend
So I don’t get hit
Bike courier flies by
And she's screaming
|
||||
16. |
Like a Hurricane
03:52
|
|||
|
Like a Hurricane
by Neil Young
(recorded live off the floor)
Kim Beggs - vocals, acoustic guitar
Bob Hamilton - Rayco, vocals
Dave Haddock - bass
Moritz Behm - violin
|
||||
Kim Beggs Yukon
11 time music award nominee and ne’er a winner!
With 2018 Independent Music Award
2018; 2018 Western Canadian Music Award plus 6 more; & 3 Canadian Folk Music Awards
"Ranked #1 on my [2014 & 2011] Polaris Music Prize ballot is Kim Beggs... Focused. Universal. Canadian." says
FERVORCOULEE
ROOTS MUSIC OPINION
... more
If you like Kim Beggs, you may also like:
House and Land
by House and Land
House and Land offer a stirring take on classic Appalachian folk; this is delicate, heartfelt balladry.
go to album
This album speaks to the continuum of African diasporic culture that is central to the vibrant canon of Americana folk music.
go to album
Wealth of Sorrow
by Cahalen Morrison
Bright and skipping songs that foreground the sound of the banjo and fingerstyle guitar in music that feels timeless.
go to album
Old Habits
by Kat Wallace and David Sasso
This New Haven duo write bright and emotionally resonant folk music where sweeping strings elevate gorgeous melodies.
go to album
featured on Bandcamp Radio Oct 6, 2020
go to album
Long Time To Be Gone
by Nora Brown
Nora Brown continues to bring nuance and resonance to her modern interpretation of Appalachian folk and bluegrass on her latest LP.
go to album
Sweet Old Religion
by Pharis & Jason Romero
Sweet harmonies & strummed melodies; the duo delve into decades-old folk, jazz, and country to find a timeless kind of love and connection.
go to album
