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Please scroll down to continue or click Slide Show to begin. Chris Kahl “A Musical Journey Through Florida”. Ponce de Leon’s Discovery of Florida (April 2, 1513) “Easter Sunday”.
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Ponce de Leon’s Discovery of Florida (April 2, 1513)“Easter Sunday”
Pascua Florida is a Spanish term that means flowery festival or feast of flowers. It usually refers to the Easter season
Easter Sunday In the year of our Lord 1513 Easter Sunday feast of the flowers At the helm of San Cristoval Juan Ponce de Leon Land in our sight now we sail to our fate Chorus St. John’s River lead us to the Fountain of Youth As we search for gold we search for truth Glory to Spain our flag in the sand We claim this soil for King Ferdinand Strange eyes upon us like daggers across the bay But God is with us on this Eater Sunday Chorus Discovered new land Easter Sunday Put our flag in the sand on Easter Sunday Pascua Florida Easter Sunday
Oh Henry! Oh Henry oh Henry take me to paradise please In a golden railcar down that palm lined street Goodbye Standard Oil leave behind the boardroom seat Cashing out the barons’ chips to build the sunshine dream Oh Henry oh Henry where will that engine lead Mr. Flagler’s heading south with the FEC Take the night train down to Whitehall from New York to West Palm Beach It’s the party of the season in the lap of luxury Oh Henry oh Henry I can see that shining sea From the big bay window of my penthouse suite Next stop is Fort Dallas where it doesn’t freeze Julia Tuttle says come on down we’ll make history Oh Henry oh Henry cross that channel deep At Marathon it’s a seven mile leap Forget the swarming mosquitoes and the stifling humidity Onward till we meet lands’ end at the bottom of the Keys Oh Henry oh Henry your vision’s come to be There’s a highway running out across the sea Oh Henry oh Henry you lived to see your dream That railroad’s running out across the sea
Different Tribes • Ais • Calusa • Timucuan • Seminole
Native Land Been a long time coming knew it couldn’t last So long Big Cypress see ya River of Grass Tried to fight the white man couldn’t match his gun Hiding out in the swampland with nowhere left to run So all the way to Oklahoma the tears fill my hands As I say goodbye to my native land For years we lived in harmony built the Turtle Mound All the tribes together now we’re Seminole bound Down at Withlacoochee Osceola’s spirit lead Tigertail and Bowlegs never forget the dead So all the way to Oklahoma the tears fill my hands As I say goodbye to my native land All the way to Oklahoma I make my final stand As I say goodbye to my native land
Vitamin C • Good for your health
Big Squeeze Have a tasty Navel a juicy Tangerine Tempt me with a Honeybelle oh it tastes so sweet The time’s a right for picking fruit off the orange tree I want a little taste of heaven so go on and give me a big squeeze Those tasty Temples are a little gift from above Indian River Citrus fruit it’s the one I love Give me a glass of Florida’s finest juice it’s full of Vitamin C I want a little taste of heaven so go on and give me a big squeeze Ruby red and Grapefruit too have one for me Lord thank the Spanish for planting all those glorious seeds The sunshine’s ripened the Valencias all through the grove Have a slice of paradise called a Tangelo So if you want the freshest Florida juice it’s as easy as 1,2,3 If you’re longing for a little taste of heaven just say give me a big squeeze Go on and give me a big squeeze
The Captain Steve Bravo Steve Bravo was a captain intrepid were his ways The St. Lucie was the steamboat on which he spent his days Paid by Mr. Flagler but for no extra charge He’d tell a joke to the passengers then he’d give ‘em a good yarn Yo ho Steve Bravo let that steamer sail From Titusville to Jupiter and all down the Indian River Won’t you give us a tall tale Steve Bravo was a legend he saved a farmer from a bear He heard his cries from miles away with his ear pinned in the air He boasted of his fishing skills and passengers tried to learn To make Pompano jump right in the boat he’d hang a lantern from the stern Yo ho Steve Bravo let that steamer sail From Titusville to Jupiter and all down the Indian River Won’t you give us a tall tale Perhaps his tallest tale was one he lived to tell About the St. Lucie and those big hurricane swells It was feared there were no survivors and the boat lost to the storm But Steve showed at his own funeral and he told ‘em not to mourn Yo ho Steve Bravo let that steamer sail From Titusville to Jupiter and all down the Indian River Won’t you give us a tall tale
Mercury 7 Astronauts • Alan Shepard, Gus Grissom, Gordon Cooper, Wally Schirra, Deke Slayton, John Glenn, Scott Carpenter
Neil Armstrong – July 21, 1969“One small step for man, One giant leap for mankind.” • Eagle Spacecraft
Rocket Boys Explorer’s on the launch pad Sputnik already gone Push that little red button cause now the race is on Seven had the right stuff to take up Mercury Von Braun built the vessels to sail uncharted seas Kennedy pointed to the sky said we’re going to the moon Before the decade’s out we’ll make that true Stand on the shores of Cape Canaveral looking up to the blue Let’s see what those rocket boys can do Shepard took the first ride and Glenn went round the earth Being in the new frontier felt like the day of birth Gemini took a walk outside Saturn V stood so tall Armstrong made the big leap for us all The stars and stripes are hanging above the footprints on the moon The Eagle’s landed and oh my what a view Stand on the shores of Cape Canaveral looking up to the blue Let’s see what those rocket boys can do Viking crawled the red land and the shuttle took to flight The universe can’t hide no more so ride Sally Ride Challenger Columbia Apollo we remember you all Sometimes when you climb so high you’ve got to take a fall Look at the stars in the night sky I think how far we flew All the hopes and dreams now come true Stand on the shores of Cape Canaveral looking up to the blue Let’s see what those astronauts can do There’s nothing that those astronauts can’t do
Mel Fisher • Today’s the day!
Silver and Gold The fleet set sail from Cuba 1715 in July Bringing riches back to Spain Before they crossed the Atlantic the wind and rain brought panic They got caught out in a hurricane Chorus The silver and the gold it lies beneath the ocean floor Waiting for someone to bring the treasure back to shore Some it has been found but there’s much more I’m told In the ocean lies the silver and the gold Many died in the raging storm but some survived and swam ashore Bringing all that they could save Time forgot the legend of the ships buried below the sand Under the rolling waves Chorus One day a man named Wagner found some coins along the beach Recalled the legend he’d been told Then along came a man named Fisher who always said today’s the day We’re gonna find that motherload Chorus
Dodgertown The grass is cut and the lines are chalked in sunny Vero Beach The kids crowd right up to the fence their heroes within reach Players on the dugout steps waiting for the call The ump steps up behind home plate and yells “Play ball!” Dodgertown Dodgertown now spring training’s here The hot dogs and the peanuts and the ice cold beer Dodgertown Dodgertown give ‘em a big cheer Cause opening day they’ll be in L.A. but it’s always Dodger Blue here Filling out my scorecard and wearing my Dodger cap Checkin out the rookies as they come up to bat 7th inning stretch time we all stand and sing If they play solid ball and give ‘em hell come the fall they’ll be wearing a Series ring Jackie, Duke, and Sandy and the one’s that we all know First took the field at Holman before they played in the big show Ebbets Field Chavez Ravine it’s Dodger Blue they bleed But it all starts here in March each year in the Grapefruit League Dodgertown Dodgertown now spring training’s here The hot dogs and the peanuts and the ice cold beer Dodgertown Dodgertown give ‘em a big cheer Cause opening day they’ll be in L.A. but it’s always Dodger Blue here Hit and run bunt and squeeze gotta get those runners home The crowd sits on the edge of their seats because the game is close Now it’s bottom nine and crunch time the closer’s coming in But with the crack of the bat home run! that’s that hooray the Dodger’s win Dodgertown Dodgertown we got baseball here The hot dogs and the peanuts and the ice cold beer Dodgertown Dodgertown give ‘em a big cheer Cause opening day they’ll be in L.A. but it’s always Dodger Blue here
The Little White HouseAt the end of US1 Is a jalousie windowed house in the sunWhere I wish every day could be spentIn Harry Truman’s favorite townI always feel so good when I’m going downTo the place that’s fit for a president(Chorus)It’s the Little White House down in old Key WestAlways the place that I’ve loved the bestIt’s the Little White House down in old Key WestRed snapper and a key lime pieCocktails at a quarter to fiveI can see the sky meet the oceanSittin in the Adirondack chairCoconut palms swaying in the airAll I can smell is the suntan lotion(Chorus)Oval office cronies all over the placeGot a big Havana cigar and my best poker faceDon’t want to go back to WashingtonRather be here where it’s all funSinging songs with Margaret and the first lady(Chorus)
