The Old Trickster’s Last Grand Parade

We recorded “The Old Trickster’s Last Grand Parade” in the Spring of 2000 with Frank Pigott at Studio 6 in Woodlawn Alabama.
Words and Music: Bobby Shiflett
Musicians: Andrew Reid: Bass | Stephen Casteel: Guitar | Ashley Hoefer: Percussion | Guyton Sanders: Drums | Bobby Shiflett: Guitars, Keyboard, Vocals

Lyrics:

Walking in from the edge of town
He doesn’t look up but he never looks down
The old trickster’s last grand parade
The crowd does fade ….from view

Finding all the things hidden on the side
Where’s the magic, now?
Mind you what it brings when you take the ride
Feel your soul go down

You may know what’s in the ground
But do you know what makes the sound?
The root of the small tree is the fruit of the tall tree
And that’s how it all works out

Feel the sky
Falling down

I came to town yesterday
Don’t know how long I’m gonna stay
The old trickster waiting here
Watch ’em all
Disappear!

When you really think you’ve got it all worked out
Will you fill me in?
Abel’s apparition was a shadow of doubt
And there he goes again

You may know what’s in the ground
But do you know what makes the sound?
The fruit of the small tree is the root of the tall tree
And that’s how it all works out

Feel the sun
Shining down.

Song Stories:
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I had written the music and had gone over to Steve’s to show it to him and see if he thought we should pursue it. He asked me what it was called and told him I didn’t have a title or lyrics yet. So he decided to challenge me to write lyrics for a title that he would come up with and I thought that would be fun. He said, “See what you can do with ‘The Old Trickster’s Last Grand Parade,’ and this is the result.
The lyrics mingle both the sense of despair and sense of hope that I was processing at the time.