Bobby Angel’s ode to the many crossroads …
of entering adulthood.
One More Melaleuca (for the Road)
Bobby Angel’s tale of how saving a forest …
Meant cutting down lots of trees.
Bobby Angel’s farewell song to a naturalist who has led the effort to eradicate melaleuca and other exotic invasive plants and animals from south Florida natural areas. Stay on afterwards to hear Bobby Angel riff on comparisons to Bob Dylan, what makes Bob Dylan and Michael Jordan great, why he gave up guitar for 20 years, and why melaleuca is such a scourge.
Higher road
Higher Moral Ground
Words and Music by Bobby Angel
If you took you for a fool, that was your first mistake, because when it came to push and pull, he was a man that wouldnāt break. In a forest so deep that when the tree it fell, nobody heard a sound except for he who stood on the higher moral ground
When the truth was hard to see, he shone out through the cloud. And when it was never meant to be, heād stand up and walk away proud. In a swamp so deep and a rain so thick, there was no dry land to be found, except for he who stood on the higher moral ground
Where battle lines are drawn, these are places that he seeks, because heās ready to lose a pawn and not afraid to draw the heat. In a storm so deep with winds so strong theyād already left town, except for he who stood on the higher moral ground
Where words replace the sword, he knows just what to say. And when you win the game, you must be ready to fight the next day. In stakes so high for which mighty they clash to be the king of the mound. He was the last man standing on the higher moral ground
All trails go where they go and pass by things on the side. Some roads are rough indeed. But youāre better off for having tried. In a silence so deep they all held their breath, as he pleaded up to the crown, āI put the trails ontop of the higher moral ground.ā
Iāve heard it said before, it boils down to fate. And some doors never open, no matter how long you wait. When the jury was hung and the verdict unsure, he preach out to the crowd, with both feet planted firmly on the higher moral ground
The man who plants the seed, canāt stay to see it grown. And only time will tell the fruit his labor has sown. Where a glacier once ran is a canyon so deep, itās dizzy to look down …
And thatās where heāll be standing on the higher moral ground
Playing to win
Three Jacks
Words and Music by Bobby Angel
Motorboats rumbling at the chicki bar, While you coat your throat with alcohol. Feeling real good, you slip into a daze as you turn thru the corners of the mangrove maze. Billy looks back, he is shook to the core ācause Tony lost his guts and thereās a man overboard
Because with three jacks you stay when youāre playing cards with your life.
No time to blink. Billy shines down the light
Wings to the wind, thereās smoke in the air. Things donāt seem right, then he spots it over there. The flames they shoot high, they black out the sun. Weāve got business to do that we havenāt begun. Then a cloud burst it blows in real fast. Thereās no time to turn Jack says give it some gas
Because with three jacks you stay when youāre playing cards with your life.Ā
Thereās no time for the meek when youāre on a fire flight.
Hoofing it by foot across a forest floor. Fire is the wall and there arenāt any doors. He touches the dirt, he puts his hand to the breeze. The crackling that he hears itās the sound of burning trees. Somebody shouts that itās jumped cross the line. It never looked good, itās getting worse all the time
Because with three jacks you stay when youāre playing cards with your life.
There aināt no rest for the weary boys when thereās a fire to fight
His heartās for the one wrapped around his ring, His Spade he wears low he aināt no suicide king, And Diamonds in his eyes when others lose sight: Donāt worry ābout Jack cause heāll be alright. Because when the fire roared he drew a line in the sand, And when the sky fought back he found a way to land, And when Jack sank down he and grabbed Billyās hand
āIām OKā Jack said, āEveryoneās safe. Letās carry on as planned.
Because with three jacks you stay when youāre playing cards with your life.
