FIRST SON OF CONNECTICUT

Clerestory AV – OKAY Vinyl Series Vol. 3

Released by Clerestory AV, November 30, 2018

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Track Listing:
Doug Burr side: “First Son of Connecticut”
Beau Jennings side: “No One Can Destroy a Song”

Doug Burr Credits:
“First Son of Connecticut” written by Doug Burr, Woven Wings Publishing, ASCAP Copyright 2018, all rights reserved
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Doug Burr – Vocals and Guitar
Jeff Ryan – Drums
Dustin Ragland – Bass, Mellotron
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Produced by Doug Burr, Jeff Ryan, Scott Johnson and Dustin Ragland
Recorded by Scott Johnson and Dustin Ragland at Stowaway Recording in OKC, OK
Mixed by Scott Johnson at Stowaway Recording
Mastered by TW Walsh
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Photography by Ryan Magnani (www.Ryan-Magnani.com)
Layout by C. Stellman

Beau Jennings Credits:
“No One Can Destroy a Song” written by Beau Jennings, copyright 2018, Beau Jennings / Clerestory AV, all rights reserved
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Beau Jennings – Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Harmonica
Chase Kerby – Electric Guitar, Backing Vocals
Eric Nauni – Background Vocals, Tambourine
Dustin Ragland – Keys
Michael Trepagnier – Bass
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Produced by Beau and band, Scott Johnson and Dustin Ragland
Recorded by Scott Johnson, Dustin Ragland, and Michael Trepagnier at Stowaway Recording in OKC, OK
Mixed by Scott Johnson at Stowaway Recording
Mastered by TW Walsh
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Photography by Ryan Magnani (www.Ryan-Magnani.com)
Layout by C. Stellman

Lyrics:

First Son of Connecticut

Oh, Annie do you miss me since I ‘been gone
Last night we drank whiskey with nothin’ to chew on
We marched across Rhode Island, in the dark and in the cold
Some of the ones who were barefoot left blood in the snow
All my friends have been tested, I haven’t reached the battle yet
Annie, I fell on my own bayonet

Well I came walkin’ from three states to join to these ranks
‘Cause I could handle a rifle as good as any yank
Now if you tell my grandfather, he’s gonna say just what he said
That I’s too young to soldier, and I’d just wind up dead
But we all waited ’till we saw the buttons on their vest
And Annie, I fell on my own bayonet

Bridge:
I’m a Son of Revolution, no one knows my Name
You’ve heard it before – it’s the comin’ of the rain
Don’t you tell my parents, they might think I’m dead
And all you Pretenders – away from my bed!

But around here we ain’t soldiers, just a bunch of hungry necks
Always freezin’ and starvin’ or starvin’, freezin’ instead
And we marched through Danbury, saw where the fires had burned
And crossed Tom’s River Ferry – too starved to say one word
And you can tell my grandfather – I’m the very First Son of Connecticut
And Annie, I fell on my own bayonet
Annie, I fell on my own bayonet
Annie, I fell on my own bayonet