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Welcome to the Old Fogies' Jukebox. In this section we have MIDI renditions of our original music and songs. The jukebox will take you through R&B, traditional rock, country and new age "odds and ends." The quality of these MIDI sounds depends primarily on your computer's MIDI sound card, but MIDI files are convenient as they are small and fast to download.

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LYRICS

SHOSHONE WINDS

Words and music by Willis Lamm (c) 2003, all rights reserved

As I walk through this land,
dusty trails with shifting sands
lie there before me.
My destination's not in sight,
with temptations left and right
that all implore me.
I feel... Shoshone winds.

Through the days both dark and light
as I seek that guiding light
things will confuse me.
Filled with worries, toils and snares
hidden dangers, troubled cares
that all abuse me.
I feel...  Shoshone winds.

Shoshone winds come set my spirit free.
Take me to that place I need to be.
(The word "be" is extended into a soft Indian chant)

Just to be one with the morn,
have my troubled soul reborn.
That's where I'm going.
Through the sage and pinion pine
the journey's hard, the task is mine
I'm steady knowing.
I feel...  Shoshone winds.

Spirits of the wise ones long ago,
Guide me safely where I have to go.
(The word "go" is extended into a soft Indian chant)

As I walk through this land,
dusty trails with shifting sands
no longer bind me.
My spirit soars through the sky
and my demons, though they try
no longer find me.
I feel... Shoshone winds.
I feel... Shoshone winds.
(Fades out into a soft Indian chant)