The Red Road - Original Cast Recording

by Arigon Starr

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"The Red Road" contains all of the original music from Arigon Starr's one-woman comedy play "The Red Road," and additional extras.

The CD contains full arrangements of the acoustic material she performs in the original stage show and the full versions of the songs heard in the audio theater production.

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released March 30, 2006

Produced and arranged by Arigon Starr
Executive Producer: Janet Miner
Recorded and Mixed by Eric Corne at Mad Dog Studios, Burbank, CA
Assistant Engineer: Mike Silver

"The Red Road (Original Version)" -- Recorded and Mixed by Dusty Wakeman at Mad Dog Studios, Burbank, CA

Additional Engineering by Richard McLaurin at House of David Studios, Nashville, TN

Mastered by Dan Hersch at DigiPrep, Glendale, CA

Art Direction/Design: Addtothenoise
Photography: Maria Ventura and Janet Miner

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Arigon Starr Los Angeles, California

Arigon Starr is an enrolled member of the Kickapoo Tribe of Oklahoma and an award-winning singer, songwriter and producer. She has released four CD projects -- all of which have become staples on Native American and community radio playlists across the US and Canada. Arigon is based in Los Angeles, CA. She is also a respected playwright, actor and comic book artist. ... more

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Track Name: A Trucker's Bride
Those long summer days in the diner
Got hotter when you came walkin' in
I poured you a hot cup of coffee
Kept your mug filled to the brim

Daddy said to stay away from truckers
But Mama married one anyway
I stared in your eyes while dreamin'
Of kissing you on our our wedding day

CHORUS

I was a Trucker's Bride
Filled with pride and longing
Wonderin' where your rig was down the road
A Trucker's Bride
Arms open wide and waiting
For her loving man to come back home


Some men love the freedom of the highway
You'll never hear them say the words "I Do"
Honey, you weren't one of those drivers
To your rig and me you're always true

Everytime you come home from haulin'
We hug and kiss and jump right into bed
Though I spent many nights alone, dear
I'm so glad we took the plunge and wed

CHORUS

I was a Trucker's Bride
Filled with pride and longing
Wonderin' where your rig was down the road
A Trucker's Bride
Arms open wide and waiting
For her loving man to come back home
Comin' home

Written by Arigon Starr © 2006 Starrwatcher Publishing (ASCAP) Lyrics reprinted by Kind Permission
Track Name: The Menu Song
Biscuits and gravy
Cornbread and beans
Pancakes with syrup
Hamhocks and greens

Milkshakes and hot dogs
Hot, smothered grits
Navajo Tacos
With crisp bacon bits

We don't just serve 'em
They come with a smile
The All Nations Café
Is well worth your while

Chicken fried steak
And cheeseburgers, too
There might be mutton
In the Big Mountain Stew

There's daily specials
Like Shiprock Surprise
Or Chinle Corn Chili
And Okie Fried Pies

Indians and truckers
Come follow the signs
The All Nations Café
Where Sapulpa dines

Written by Arigon Starr © 2006 Starrwatcher Publishing (ASCAP) Lyrics reprinted by Kind Permission
Track Name: The Red Road (Play Version)
Truckin' all through the night can be lonely
Especially if you're an Indian Okie
People stare at his long hair and braids
His ribbon shirt, faded jeans and shades

He calls his rig 'The Oklahoma Eagle'
Haulin' loads and working for his people
Sweetgrass, sage and family fill his head
He'll live the Stomp Dance live until he's dead

CHORUS
The Red Road fills his soul
And he can carry any load you need
You need
He's an Indian loving life and liberty


He learned the trade from his Daddy long ago
He's not the only Indian on the road
Ponca friends are on CB right now
Let's have ourselves a truckin' Pow-Wow

[PATTY SPEAKS]

Ladies, your very own Merle Yahola, Jr. could be
out in the audience tonight!
Maybe you haven't met him yet, or maybe
you've been his wife for the past thirty-five years.
Go on and give him a squeeze if he's right next to ya
If he ain't, give him a wink and invite him
to the 49!

CHORUS
The Red Road fills his soul
And he can carry any load you need
You need
He's an Indian loving life and liberty
He's an Indian loving life and liberty

Written by Arigon Starr © 2006 Starrwatcher Publishing (ASCAP) Lyrics reprinted by Kind Permission
Track Name: Choctaw Blues
Been workin’ the counter since 4 a.m.
Those starvin’ truckers keep comin’ in
Bill, who’s the new kid you got with you
With the Dixie hat and mouth full of chew?
He’s a new driver and he’s awful green
Just talk to him some you’ll see what I mean

I said, “I’m Patty and this here’s my place!”
Then he got this shifty look on his face
He said “My boss is an Indian
He’s a real loser – I’m glad I’m not him.”
Every single Indian he knows
Is a drunkard, a liar or out of dough

CHORUS

I said, “What do you think about that y’all?”
This kid’s never met a Choctaw
What do you bet his Grandma
Looks a lot like me
Looks a lot like me

His eyes got wide and he started to steam
I’m a white boy, I don’t dance and scream
Bill sat beside him and said, “Young man –
You don’t know nothin’ about Indians.”
Our traditions are strong and have a place
In this modern world – in this human race

CHORUS

He said, What do you think about that y’all?
This kid finally met a Choctaw
What do you bet his Grandpa
Looks a lot like me
Looks a lot like me

Written by Arigon Starr © 2006 Starrwatcher Publishing (ASCAP) Lyrics reprinted by Kind Permission
Track Name: Until Freedom Comes
We're gonna stomp around
Like we own the place
We're gonna make the rules
For the human race

We will teach the children
To hate "The Man"
One day we will make
Our stand

CHORUS
But for now
I'm the crying Indian
Until freedom comes


We're gonna beat them up
Until we hear them scream
Whip them to a bloody pulp
So they know we're mean

Put sugar in their gas tanks
Then torch their town
Burn, baby, burn to the ground!

CHORUS
But for now
I'm the crying Indian
Until freedom comes

Written by Arigon Starr © 2006 Starrwatcher Publishing (ASCAP) Lyrics reprinted by Kind Permission
Track Name: A Trucker's Widow
A moment etched in memory
The day that took my man from me
They say he went crazy -- I don't know
I stand before you
A Trucker's Widow

Twenty-one days on the road
Won't leave you with a pot of gold
Tried to make him stop -- he said no
I stand before you
A Trucker's Widow

Gone before I said goodbye
Down that lonesome road

Eighteen wheels that have no soul
I stand before you
A Trucker's Widow

Gone before I said goodbye
Down that lonesome road

Eighteen wheels that have no soul
I stand before you
A Trucker's Widow
A Trucker's Widow

Written by Arigon Starr © 2006 Starrwatcher Publishing (ASCAP) Lyrics reprinted by Kind Permission
Track Name: Who's A Weepin' For The Weeper (When The Weeper's a-Weepin')
When trouble comes a-knockin' at your door
And the blues have come to stay
She's there to give you comfort and more
She knows the right words to say

But if she needs you
What will you do
Dry her tears or run away?

CHORUS
Who's a-weepin'
For the weeper
When the weeper's a-weepin'?

Though she ain't rich she'll give you her last dime
Or her coat on a wintery night
To leave you sad or hungry's a crime
She was raised to do what's right

But if she needs you
What will you do
Turn your back or hold her tight?

CHORUS
Who's a-weepin'
For the weeper
When the weeper's a-weepin'?

But if she needs you
What will you do
Take her hand or say goodnight?

CHORUS
Who's a-weepin'
For the weeper
Who's a-weepin'
For the weeper
When the weeper's a-weepin'?

Written by Arigon Starr © 2006 Starrwatcher Publishing (ASCAP)
Lyrics reprinted by Kind Permission
Track Name: Baby, You're The Best
Ah-well-uh you were the one
Who made me stop and stare
No one looks like you, dear
No one can compare

Well, I had a thousand girls
I put 'em to the test
No one is like you, dear
'Cos baby, you're the best

CHORUS
Baby, you're the best girl I've ever seen
One in a million
Lighting up my dreams


When I was loving her
I only thought of you
Her lips were like fire
What was I to do?

Now you're standing next to me
Full of charm and zest
One of my top ten women, yeah!
Baby, you're the best

CHORUS
Baby, you're the best girl I've ever seen
One in a million
One in a million
One in a million
A-well-uh, Lighting up my dreams

Written by Arigon Starr © 2006 Starrwatcher Publishing (ASCAP) Lyrics reprinted by Kind Permission
Track Name: Box Of Memories
Darlin’
It’s good to see you
Your smile can light up a room

Sweetheart
I want to squeeze you
Remember my sweet rose perfume?

There is a secret I keep silently
I never got rid of the notes you wrote me

CHORUS
A wooden box of memories
I kept by my bed
Photos
And letters
And things that you said

Darlin’
I sure did miss you
You were too good to forget

Sweetheart
I’d love to kiss you
Let’s ride off into the sunset

Our hearts are beating with love that’s brand new
We’ll keep the good things like we always do

A wooden box of memories
I kept by my bed
Photos
And letters
And things that you said

Darlin’
Now we’re together
We’ll add to those memories of when
The day we found each other
Again
Again
Track Name: Indian Eyes
One, two, three, four!
I want to see America
Through Indian eyes
Indian eyes

I want to sneer and stare at ya
Through Indian eyes
Indian eyes

I'm tired of being me
I wanna be one of you
Living in a big tee-pee
And I'm Sioux, Sioux, Sioux, Sioux, Sioux, Sioux!

I want my life to be
Indian-ized
Indian-ized

Living wild, living free
Indian-ized
Indian-ized

I'm strong as a buffalo
Any Indian can see
Cheyenne or Arapahoe
You'll want me, me, me, me, me, me!

I want to see the world
Through Indian eyes
Indian eyes

I want to be like Merle
With Indian eyes
Indian eyes!


Written by Arigon Starr © 2006 Starrwatcher Publishing (ASCAP) Lyrics reprinted by Kind Permission
Track Name: A Little Rain
Whenever I see the sky
Watch the clouds drifting by
Don't know where
The clouds will go
To the hills
Or my home

If the blue turns to grey
Chasing the sun away
Tears might fall
Hearts might break
You could be right
Or make a mistake

CHORUS
The skies might open
When the storm's a-blowin'
There are times we're overwhelmed by pain
We might be frightened
When the sun ain't shinin'
We'll never grow without a little rain


I've seen the sky change into black
Like the sun won't come back
You took my hand
Helped me live
Learned to trust
Learned to give

CHORUS
The skies might open
When the storm's a-blowin'
There are times we're overwhelmed by pain
We might be frightened
When the sun ain't shinin'
We'll never grow without a little rain
We'll never grow without a little rain


Written by Arigon Starr © 2006 Starrwatcher Publishing (ASCAP) Lyrics reprinted by Kind Permission
Track Name: Come On In
I was always searchin' for a place to be
Wanderin' and hopin' -- now I finally see
The home that I was missing
Was the place where I came from
Now I belong
And sing this song

CHORUS
Come on in
Don't shed a tear
Come on in
Your friends are here
Come on in
It's plain to see
You're just like me
Just like me

You might be a young'un or well past your prime
We all got things in common that you can't deny
So, if you're hurt and lonely and you feel dissatisfied
Now, don't you cry
Now, don't be shy

CHORUS
Come on in
Get off the street
Come on in
Just take a seat
Come on in
It's plain to see
You're just like me
Just like me

[PATTY SPEAKS]
Oh, hey now, hey now boys
Hold up a minute, Danny Dacron is gonna take a verse
Hold on now -- Hold up!

[DANNY SINGS]
Oi! Oi! Oi!
Everybody's welcome
We won't turn you out
Freaks and geeks and Trekkies --
Let me hear you shout!
This is your destination - hey, put that baggage down
This is your home
You ain't alone!

[PATTY SPEAKS]
Thanks, Danny I'll take it from here.

CHORUS
Come on in
And set awhile
Come on in
We'll make you smile
Come on in
It's plain to see
You're just like me
Just like me


Written by Arigon Starr © 2006 Starrwatcher Publishing (ASCAP) Lyrics reprinted by Kind Permission
Track Name: Sapulpa Boogie
Please come home to Sapulpa
I've been missing you
There's romance in Sapulpa
Let's dance the whole night through

Sapulpa Boogie time
Come on and join the line

Take my hand
I adore you
Sapulpa, U.S.A.

In my home of Sapulpa
I'm smiling everyday
No one frowns in Sapulpa
We boogie our cares away

Put on your dancing shoes
There's no time to lose

Take my hand
I adore you
Sapulpa, U.S.A.
Sapulpa, U.S.A.

Written by Arigon Starr © 2006 Starrwatcher Publishing (ASCAP) Lyrics reprinted by Kind Permission
Track Name: Please Do Not Touch The Indians
They put a white guy in tan make-up
They put a black wig on his head
It's no wonder we ain't on tee-vee
They all think we're dead

They write songs and they make movies
About Indians long ago
All those pictures never look like
Indian folks I know

CHORUS
Please do not (Please do not)
Touch the Indians
It's my world
My only home
Please do not (Please do not)
Touch the Indians
Way ya hey ya
Way ya hey yo

Old time westerns show warriors
As fools and as liars
Cartoon Indians dancing around
A captive set on fire

A producer takes a call
From a studio on the phone
They want him to make "Geronimo"
With Sylvester Stallone

CHORUS
Please do not (Please do not)
Touch the Indians
It's my world
My only home
Please do not (Please do not)
Touch the Indians
Way ya hey ya
Way ya hey yo

A so-called expert gave Hollywood
Knowledge that was gem
"The best way to learn their history
Is to tell it all to them."

Don't expect to do much learnin'
From movies or Tee-Vee
They'll put Tipis in Seattle
Or Buffaloes in Chinle

CHORUS (twice)
Please do not (Please do not)
Touch the Indians
It's my world
My only home
Please do not (Please do not)
Touch the Indians
Way ya hey ya
Way ya hey yo

Way ya hey ya
Way ya hey yo -oh -oh- oh
Oh
Oh
Oh
Track Name: Mexican Souvenirs
One last look
Beneath the stars
Can't you see me
Holding back my tears?

Though we part
Throughout the years
I won't forget my
Mexican Souvenirs

I remember your laughter
And the fun
Holding your hand
Being warmed by the sun

Though they're clay
They bring me cheer
I won't forget my
Mexican Souvenirs

[SPOKEN WORD]
Por la última vez
Mírame bajo estrellas
No puedo mis
Lágrimas detener

Aunque lejos de ti
Al pasa los años
No me olvidaré de mis
Souvenirs Americanos

I remember your laughter
And the fun
Holding your hand
Being warmed by the sun

Though they're clay
They bring me cheer
I won't forget my
Mexican Souvenirs
I won't forget my
Mexican Souvenirs

Written by Arigon Starr © 2006 Starrwatcher Publishing (ASCAP) Lyrics reprinted by Kind Permission
Track Name: Farther Along
Farther along, right down the road
Love we can share
Farther along, right down the road
I'll meet you there

There's no tomorrow
Yesterday is through
Don't say you want me
Show me you do

I see the future
Right from our past
I'll guide you over
Our love will last

CHORUS
Farther along, right down the road
Love we can share
Farther along, right down the road
I'll meet you there


You're hesitatin'
Waiting for a sign
Hoping for better
On down the line

If you are askin'
Here's my advice
Let's go the distance
Let's pay the price

CHORUS
Farther along, right down the road
Love we can share
Farther along, right down the road
I'll meet you there
I'll meet you there
I'll meet you there


Written by Arigon Starr © 2006 Starrwatcher Publishing (ASCAP) Lyrics reprinted by Kind Permission
Track Name: The Red Road (Original Version)
Truckin' all through the night can be lonely
Especially if you're an Indian Okie
People stare at his long hair and braids
His ribbon shirt, faded jeans and shades

He calls his rig "The Oklahoma Eagle"
Haulin' loads and workin' for his people
Sweetgrass, sage and family fill his head
He'll live the Stomp Dance life until he's dead

CHORUS
The Red Road fills his soul
And he can carry any load you need
You need
He's an Indian loving life and liberty

He learned the trade from his daddy
Long ago
He's not the only Indian on the road
Ponca friends are on CB right now
Let's have ourselves a truckin' Pow-Wow

CHORUS
The Red Road fills his soul
And he can carry any load you need
You need
He's an Indian loving life and liberty

The Red Road fills his soul
And he can carry any load you need
You need
He's an Indian loving life and liberty
He's an Indian loving life and liberty