The Shay & Shay Radio Hour

by Aaron J. Shay & Sarah Shay

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A collaboration between siblings Sarah Shay and Aaron J. Shay to accompany a live show of the same name debuting at the Seattle To Fresno Mini-Fringe Festival in Fresno, CA, 2018.

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released September 7, 2018

Aaron J. Shay - banjo, guitar, ukulele, voice
Sarah Shay - ukulele, voice

Recorded and produced by Aaron J. Shay

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Aaron J. Shay Seattle, Washington

Songwriter and storyteller, blending old-world sounds with speculative fiction and performance theatrics. You're probably gonna like it.

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Track Name: At The House Of The Moon
Meet me at the House of the Moon
Where memories are lingering
It doesn’t matter if you’ve got any money
Just come prepared to drink and sing
It’s on the north side of town
Across from the reservoir
Travel by bus or travel by bike
Forget about your car

When the home-brewers roll up
That’s when we’ll kick off this show
Ten dollars gets you a beer-bottle pint glass
Then let the good taste flow and flow
Until all of the growlers are empty,
And the folk bands play their last
And the revelers are deliriously weary
And the final vote is cast
At the House of the Moon
I hope we play again, soon.

All proceeds go toward a good cause
Nobody’s getting rich tonight
But some of us are getting pretty damn toasted
Everyone is gonna be all right
Captain America will have his revenge
On the Mermaid and the Serpent
The smugglers will be singing their anthem
Our hearts and minds may be broken or bent
But there’s no denying the magic
Of a house show at its height
No one is getting turned away
Everyone is gonna be all right
No one is getting turned away
Everyone is gonna be all right

So this next song is a new one, I just it wrote today
Nobody’s getting rich tonight
At the House of the Moon
I hope we play again soon
At the House of the Moon
I hope we play again soon
I hope we play again soon
Track Name: When The Band Plays (In 3/4 Time)
You left for Boston on the 3:40 train
On a day when the sun shone right through the rain
I kept on waving 'til you were long gone
And as the days rolled on, I sang you this song

I miss you when the band plays in three-quarter time
I miss you when the rain falls heavy and fine
I miss you when the fiddle is lonesome and high
I miss you when the band plays in three-quarter time

In summer when the sun shines as bright as your smile
In autumn when the trees are bare
In winter when everything's cold and alone
In spring's when I'll miss you, and sing you this song

I miss you when the band plays in three-quarter time
I miss you with the ins and outs of the tide
I miss you when the leaves they all wither and die
I miss you when the band plays in three-quarter time
Track Name: In The Pages
I’m in seventh grade and everything is terrible
‘Cause Tyler won’t leave me alone, he’s such an asshole
And Alex used to be my best friend,
Now he doesn’t answer my calls
And Sierra doesn’t like me like I like her
I asked her, “Are you sure?”

But none of that matters with this novel in my hand
Full of mysteries and problems I can understand

If I find the magic sword, maybe I won’t feel so bored
If I find the magic ring, I can hide from everything
In the pages where the line between good and evil is so stark
If I solve this riddle, I can chase away the dark

Now I’m an adult and things are slightly better
At least I can spend my own money (but first I gotta make it)
I’m as cool as a younger me wanted to be (but sometimes I fake it)
And I think I get the way this shitty world runs
But that knowledge costs me tons

But none of that matters with this novel in my hand
Full of mysteries and problems I can understand

If I win this war, maybe I won’t feel so bored
If I stop this crime, maybe I can get more time
In the pages where the line between truth and fiction is stark
And if I solve this puzzle I can chase away the dark

For the days when there’s too much to feel
For the days when the shit just gets too real
For the days when there’s too much to feel
For the days when the shit gets real

If I find the magic sword, maybe I won’t feel so bored
If I find the magic ring, I can hide from everything
In the pages where the line between good and evil is so stark
If I solve this riddle, I can chase away the dark
If I figure out the password, I can chase away the dark
If I cast the right spell, I can chase away the dark
If I read this novel, I can chase away the dark
Track Name: Where The Cottonwoods Grow
There's a place I know
Where the cottonwoods grow
And every summer,
A blizzard of cotton drifts down
It's there in the pocket
Of a tiny big town
Just a little old house on a hill
Where the cottonwoods grow

There's a place I've seen
Somewhere in between
The little old farmhouse
And the streets where the high-rises climb
It's there in the pocket
Of some other time
Just a little old house on a hill
In a state evergreen

And don't look too close at
The cracks in the pavement
Or the hedges all grown too tall
Think of the cities and
Kingdoms we dreamed of
When our visions were grand
But our bodies were small
Try to remember it all

There's a place I know
Where the cottonwoods grow
Yes, they've outlived the orchards
Where the plum trees once sheltered the quail
Though my body is aging
Though my memory fails
There's a big quiet house on a hill
Where the cottonwoods grow.
Track Name: Put A Stone Upon My Grave
Put a stone upon my grave when I'm gone
Let the other mourners know
that even though you've moved on
You still miss me in the night and at the dawn
Put a stone upon my grave when I'm gone

If the air in spring still feels warm and sweet
And the grass still growing green
underneath your feet
If your smile in the night
Still glows warm like candlelight
Then put a stone upon my grave when I'm gone

When I'm gone, when I'm gone
When I'm beneath that shrine in a box of pine
When I'm gone
When I'm gone, when I'm gone
Put a stone upon my grave when I'm gone

Will you tell my stories every now and then
and remember me even when you fall in love again
Will you light a candle for me
on that anniversary
And put a stone upon my grave when I'm gone

When I'm gone, when I'm gone
Will you say that line and drink the wine
When I'm gone
When I'm gone, when I'm gone
Put a stone upon my grave when I'm gone

You'll be blessed in your lifetimes and your days
beyond any song or any prayer, worthy of your praise
You will love and laugh again
in the bosom of your friends
who'll put a stone upon your grave when you're gone

When you're gone, when you're gone
When you've seen the sign and crossed the line
When you're gone
When you're gone, when you're gone
They'll put a stone upon your grave when you're gone
Track Name: Wasted Time
Verse:
Bb F Am F Bb F Am
Bb F Am F Bb F Am
Gm F Gm F Dm

Chorus:
Bb F C Dm
Bb F C Dm
Bb F Am Gm
Dm C

Though I am still young
I can see the setting sun
And I know someday that sun will set on me
That old horizon can wait
Until that unknown date
For all I know, my will is free
Friends and lovers
They come and then they go
But there is one thing
I think I know…

It wasn't wasted time
When I held her in my arms
It wasn't wasted time
When we slept through the morning alarms
It wasn't wasted time
When we stayed up 'til dawn
Even though she’s gone

Driving late at night
Writing by candlelight
These memories are everything I am
Burning winter on the shore
Dancing 'til our legs were sore
Nobody would dare to give a damn
Friends and lovers
The faithful and the untrue
Are hidden mechanisms
Of all we do

It wasn't wasted time
When we argued in the park
It wasn't wasted time
When we whispered in the dark
It wasn't wasted time
When we woke up at dawn
Even though I'm gone.

It wasn't wasted time at all.

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