The fact that he died 5 days after recording this gives me chills. Considering the lyrics of the song, I wonder if it was some extraordinary coincidence or if he really did have a gut feeling that he wasn't going to be around much longer.
i just discovered this 10 mins ago. i can't find a better word than 'beautiful' to call this song and i wish i could. im glad other people could hear something about his voice, as i was listening i thought simply and inexplicably "this guy must've died" thats so weird. anyway his voice is so warm and comfortable, comforting, like a cinnamon bob ross
Sun is rising high, burning into the day I will say goodbye, I'll be going away Brush away my doubts, what tomorrow will hold Feeling fine for now, going down the road To a city to sing, about the trees and the wind 'Bout the hills in spring, and the rivers that bend The rocky deep pass, and the poppies and ponies Running through the grass, up and down the road In the dark they sit and they hollar for more White smoke in a wisp, from here to the door Their admission they paid, for the stories they're told Of a clear new day, hold me down on the road So heavy rain at my back, lazy meadows ahead In my book I keep track, of the promises said For my songs in a town, that tomorrow will hold Feelin' better for now, facin' down the road Sun is rising high, burning into the day I will say goodbye, I'll be going away Brush away my doubts, what tomorrow will hold Feeling fine for now, going down the road
Whenever I hear this song, I think about how he left us much too early and the pain it still brings to the heart. It's as if he were giving us a word of comfort and solace with this song.
Such tremendous talent. The emotions that come through his magical voice. The music world suffered a huge loss when it lost Stan. He died a hero trying to help others and his music continues to help others to this day. RIP Stan and thank you 💗
Recently got introduced the music of Stan Rogers by a friend, came across this song yesterday We all have different preferences etc, but this to me is one of the most beautiful songs ever written along side Metallica’s to live is to die.
I think I know what song I want played at my funeral, a (hopefully) 60+ years from now. Just listening to this song makes me feel that wistful way as if it was the funeral song of someone in my life who had died many years ago (in a way it is; this was nary a week before Stan died). I also like the picture it evokes. Throwing away my doubts, to what tomorrow will hold. I'm feeling fine for now, going down the road.
My ex had me listening to this ... he was a nomad at heart ...always wanting to travel and be somewhere new ... I think this was his goodbye ... Going down the road ' cheers to that 🎵💙
I have quite a few of Mowat's books actually. :) My grandfather spent most of his young adult life up in Newfoundland and really just fell in love with the whole lifestyle and everything. Unfortunately, he couldn't remain there but he brought back some of the culture with him and that's how I became interested in it. I'll have to check out Berton some time. Thanks!
Wow what a great tune, so sad that the man him self passed away right after recording this song WHat a shame. It almost seems like he knew what was going to happen to him. Unreal. Love how his music still lives today!
Andrew Munro ~ I have to say that I agree with you. It does seem that Stan seemed to somehow know that his time was limited. Maybe it seems that way to us because his tragic passing was soon after this recording. Whatever the case, he certainly left us with with a tremendous amount of music that touches our hearts and souls. RIP Stan.
He was always terrified of being on an airplane... Maybe this was recorded after he knew he’d be on that flight, maybe then he thought his death was near.
Hi Linz:Thanks for uploading his music.It got me through a rough time,and addressed some things I always wondered about the ships docked at Port McNicoll in the early l980's.Don't know if you'll agree or catch the significance,or care, seeing as how you're to the south, but he should be as iconic to Canada as Farley Mowat and Pierre Berton (you might like Farley, as he spins a good sea - faring tale) and Pierre's books show our politicians from the past to be less than squeaky clean.
Listening to the original (or atleast, the version via the person Stan learned it from) it was played so much faster, with a much more energetic pace. Stan really took this and put his signature somber baritone on it like it belonged there. I think of Cash doing Hurt, for example. It doesn't devalue the original, it's the salt to taste. It's contrast and character. Folk music is so lovely to me for this reason; as the years wile along, we can all come together in song. We may come and go but of all things, our songs will always be there, meeting new people.
there's a video of this recording on youtube, just look up 'stan rogers down the road' and it's the second result. also includes some dialogue, very nice.
@Gary Thomas: Thanks for the note on the composer (Mary McCaslin). I did not know that. But now I see it on the album track listing on Wikipedia: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/From_Coffee_House_to_Concert_Hall
Sun is rising high, burning into the day I will say goodbye, I'll be going away Brush away my doubts, what tomorrow will hold Feeling fine for now, going down the road To a city to sing, about the trees and the wind 'Bout the hills in spring, and the rivers that bend The rocky deep pass, and the poppies and ponies Running through the grass, up and down the road In the dark they sit and they holler for more White smoke in a wisp, from here to the door Their admission they paid, for the stories they're told Of a clear new day, hold me down on the road So heavy rain at my back, lazy meadows ahead In my book I keep track, of the promises said For my songs in a town, that tomorrow will hold Feelin' better for now, facin' down the road
The fact that he died 5 days after recording this gives me chills. Considering the lyrics of the song, I wonder if it was some extraordinary coincidence or if he really did have a gut feeling that he wasn't going to be around much longer.
I want this to be played at my funeral. So that it can tell those that are grieving that this is not the end. I've only gone further down the road.
We’ll be sure to pass that right along. Is there anything else you need from us here in the comment section?
@@IdiotandOpinion Yeah, can I get a big, burlap bag full of money with a dollar sign on it?
i just discovered this 10 mins ago. i can't find a better word than 'beautiful' to call this song and i wish i could. im glad other people could hear something about his voice, as i was listening i thought simply and inexplicably "this guy must've died" thats so weird. anyway his voice is so warm and comfortable, comforting, like a cinnamon bob ross
Every now and again I run across a song of Stan's I haven't heard before. This is one of them. It doesn't disappoint - they never do.
not his song but its a beautiful cover
A new generation finds Stan Rogers online and can't let go
Sun is rising high, burning into the day
I will say goodbye, I'll be going away
Brush away my doubts, what tomorrow will hold
Feeling fine for now, going down the road
To a city to sing, about the trees and the wind
'Bout the hills in spring, and the rivers that bend
The rocky deep pass, and the poppies and ponies
Running through the grass, up and down the road
In the dark they sit and they hollar for more
White smoke in a wisp, from here to the door
Their admission they paid, for the stories they're told
Of a clear new day, hold me down on the road
So heavy rain at my back, lazy meadows ahead
In my book I keep track, of the promises said
For my songs in a town, that tomorrow will hold
Feelin' better for now, facin' down the road
Sun is rising high, burning into the day
I will say goodbye, I'll be going away
Brush away my doubts, what tomorrow will hold
Feeling fine for now, going down the road
Thank you, Sir Seleucus Nicator!
Blessings to you,
Washington State USA
Thank You. I am hearing impaired and am trying to memorize the song. I can't get the tune out of my head.
Stan could sing the phone book and it would be better than 90% of anything else you hear today.
More like 99.9% better!
Amen
Today's music industry is run by scum and their talentless pawns.
A what-book?! 😉 But that is absolutely true!
Whenever I hear this song, I think about how he left us much too early and the pain it still brings to the heart. It's as if he were giving us a word of comfort and solace with this song.
One of my all-time favorite singer-songwriters. His voice is a warm hug.
Stan is the Man!
I wish he was still with us!
Such tremendous talent. The emotions that come through his magical voice. The music world suffered a huge loss when it lost Stan. He died a hero trying to help others and his music continues to help others to this day. RIP Stan and thank you 💗
very well done, salute to Stan from Texas.
Recently got introduced the music of Stan Rogers by a friend, came across this song yesterday
We all have different preferences etc, but this to me is one of the most beautiful songs ever written along side Metallica’s to live is to die.
I agree
I want this song and Metallica's version of Tuesdays gone played at my funeral
@@mattpardy2826, can’t disagree.
I can hardly listen to this without tearing up. God its just something else!
Such a tragic loss at an incredibly young age, a Canadian gem, utterly masterful god speed Stan ❤ love from Scotland 🏴
Stan Rogers will always be remembered and his music put in the amber stone of society where few things reside
Listening to this with my bf and he's singing all the songs I'm clicking on for Stan Rodgers and its adorable.
I'm so proud to be from Canada
Great version of Mary McCaslin's song. She passed away on October 2, 2022. RIP.
I think I know what song I want played at my funeral, a (hopefully) 60+ years from now. Just listening to this song makes me feel that wistful way as if it was the funeral song of someone in my life who had died many years ago (in a way it is; this was nary a week before Stan died). I also like the picture it evokes. Throwing away my doubts, to what tomorrow will hold. I'm feeling fine for now, going down the road.
My ex had me listening to this ... he was a nomad at heart ...always wanting to travel and be somewhere new ... I think this was his goodbye ... Going down the road ' cheers to that 🎵💙
I have quite a few of Mowat's books actually. :) My grandfather spent most of his young adult life up in Newfoundland and really just fell in love with the whole lifestyle and everything. Unfortunately, he couldn't remain there but he brought back some of the culture with him and that's how I became interested in it. I'll have to check out Berton some time. Thanks!
Newfoundland will show you a lovely time
Wow what a great tune, so sad that the man him self passed away right after recording this song WHat a shame. It almost seems like he knew what was going to happen to him. Unreal. Love how his music still lives today!
Andrew Munro ~ I have to say that I agree with you. It does seem that
Stan seemed to somehow know that his time was limited. Maybe it
seems that way to us because his tragic passing was soon after this
recording. Whatever the case, he certainly left us with with a tremendous
amount of music that touches our hearts and souls. RIP Stan.
L King I'd say he just liked the song and sang it that night....I don't much believe in foreseeing such things
He was always terrified of being on an airplane... Maybe this was recorded after he knew he’d be on that flight, maybe then he thought his death was near.
Hi Linz:Thanks for uploading his music.It got me through a rough time,and addressed some things I always wondered about the ships docked at Port McNicoll in the early l980's.Don't know if you'll agree or catch the significance,or care, seeing as how you're to the south, but he should be as iconic to Canada as Farley Mowat and Pierre Berton (you might like Farley, as he spins a good sea - faring tale) and Pierre's books show our politicians from the past to be less than squeaky clean.
Listening to the original (or atleast, the version via the person Stan learned it from) it was played so much faster, with a much more energetic pace. Stan really took this and put his signature somber baritone on it like it belonged there. I think of Cash doing Hurt, for example. It doesn't devalue the original, it's the salt to taste. It's contrast and character. Folk music is so lovely to me for this reason; as the years wile along, we can all come together in song. We may come and go but of all things, our songs will always be there, meeting new people.
godspeed you magnificent man
there's a video of this recording on youtube, just look up 'stan rogers down the road' and it's the second result. also includes some dialogue, very nice.
Beautiful song ever great lyrics to thank you Stan
...... *** GREAT PERFORMANCE *** ...... !
@Gary Thomas: Thanks for the note on the composer (Mary McCaslin). I did not know that. But now I see it on the album track listing on Wikipedia: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/From_Coffee_House_to_Concert_Hall
I will say goodbye I'm going away . 5 days later he was gone
I'm feeling fine for now. I'm going down the road.
Loved Stans music but don't forget his brother Garnet. He carried on the tradition!
Very true - and many of his songs are even more complex than Stan's.
This is Marvelous. I only wish the lyrics could be in the video. I am hearing impaired.
This song was released 5 days before Stan's death:(
pudops it was his earthly goodbye
I'm not crying, your crying
An hour of Stan, an hour of CBC, an hour of Star Trek.
ripip Lear
Thanks reddit :)
Sun is rising high, burning into the day
I will say goodbye, I'll be going away
Brush away my doubts, what tomorrow will hold
Feeling fine for now, going down the road
To a city to sing, about the trees and the wind
'Bout the hills in spring, and the rivers that bend
The rocky deep pass, and the poppies and ponies
Running through the grass, up and down the road
In the dark they sit and they holler for more
White smoke in a wisp, from here to the door
Their admission they paid, for the stories they're told
Of a clear new day, hold me down on the road
So heavy rain at my back, lazy meadows ahead
In my book I keep track, of the promises said
For my songs in a town, that tomorrow will hold
Feelin' better for now, facin' down the road