grandma o. "...he did, he observed saturday as the sabbath" amy: "what...what kind of faith does that make him?" grandma: "uhh, he didn't have one" amy: "oh, ok" grandma: "he didn't believe in any one thing, he would go out on the street and all the kids would play the... with a drum like thing, some kind of an instrument, yeah, and mama played the organ. she had a ___ organ and she played that and she got a real big kick out of it."

oh ozilline

the moon is almost full

and you don't need a torchlight

to see into these woods

now sister bring the medicine

to keep you from decline

but it's the waxing and the waining

that's always on your mind



i said oh ozilline

(oh ozilline)

i feel for you

i said oh ozilline

(oh ozilline)

i feel for you



as soon as the corn's in

the deer will come to feed

and when the berry ripens

the bird will come to eat

you build by the river

it's pretty but you'll pay

'cause the springtime brings the flood plain

and your cutbank washes away



i said oh ozilline

(oh ozilline)

i feel for you

i said oh ozilline

(oh ozilline)

i feel for you



i had to put the dog down

before i hit the road

yeah i watched that sweet old life

become a bag of bones

so when you're body's broken

and your heart wants to give in

and you hear that hoot owl callin'

just like she was a friend



i said oh ozilline

(oh ozilline)

i feel for you

i said oh ozilline

(oh ozilline)

i feel for you



i said ozilline she don't let you cry

if you ask her where it hurts

i said ozilline she don't let you cry

if you ask her where it hurts

she said what a blessed sky



words and music amy ray

the spoken voice is ozilline walker, amy ray's grandmother