If I Could Only Turn Back
Madeline Fendrick - mandolin, vocals
Brian Peck - guitar, vocals
Didn't think much of it, I was simply flattered
When he shared with me the kind of words that mattered
He was a living Freedom Fighter, and I knew it back then
The grass was green as far as I could see
Looking out of the window on the edge of the city
But I was living on a different edge back then
Why at every corner poor examples of men
Where did I have to look to find a dignified man
He was there all along walkin' around back then
If I could only turn back
Did the ancient kind of teacher still exist
To be taken under wing was for me a new wish
Little did I know I was a student back then
If I could only turn back
I would trade what I had just to sit again with him
His hair was gray, corn-rolled and braided
He wore a garment of an African kind
He walked like a gentle lion
He spoke like a renaissance man
Where he sang seeds were sown
Words became like stepping stones
For all to step, and all to stand
Didn't think much of it, I was simply flattered
When he shared with me the kind of words that mattered
He was a living Freedom Fighter, and I knew it back then
I was just a kid, didn't know what I was missing
I wish I would have known his time was nearing
I wasnt' ready to say goodbye
His hair was gray, corn-rolled and braided
He wore a garment of an African kind
He walked like a gentle lion
He spoke like a renaissance man