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The debut release from the Ghost of Paul Revere.
Recorded October 2011, Portsmouth, NH
Engineered, Mixed and Mastered by Drew Brown
Design by Joel Kuschke
Photography by Benjamin Douglas

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released June 26, 2012

Max Davis - Vocals & Banjo
Sean McCarthy - Vocals & Bass
Griffin Sherry - Vocals & Guitar
Matt Baker - Mandolin
Matthew Young - Harmonica & Octave Mandolin

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The Ghost of Paul Revere Portland, Maine

The Ghost of Paul Revere is a holler folk band centered around Griffin Sherry, Max Davis, Sean McCarthy, and Matt Young. Their songs feature soaring vocal harmonies, modern interpretations on traditional instrumentation, and passion. They a band dedicated to writing powerful, stripped down music that is meant to be experienced live and intimately.

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Track Name: San Antone
I lost my heart in the heat of San Antonie
I found my love in the cold of the great white north
I watched my lover roll me over like a river stone
You've got pain in your bones you know you're not alone

And I said let me be your hunger pains
coursing through those pretty veins
let your heart not be estranged
let me be your hunger pains

My heart is in the Great White North
My heart is in the Great White North
My heart is in the Great White North

And I said let me be your hunger pains
coursing through those pretty veins
let your heart not be estranged
let me be your hunger pains

I lost my heart in the heat of San Antonie
I found my love in the cold of the great white north
I watched my lover roll me over like a river stone
You've got pain in your bones you know you're not alone
Track Name: Grandpa's Chair
That old tree, it creeks just like your chair
That old tree, it smells like autumns air

Blades of grass still frosted with dew
You came yesterday
Dinner's ready, wash your hands
Come to the table

But don't sit in Grandpa's chair
Don't sit in Grandpa's Chair
Don't sit in Grandpa's Chair
Don't sit in Grandpa's Chair

That old house is much beyond repair
Sagging roof the beams they just wont bear

Blades of grass still frosted with dew
You came yesterday
Dinner's ready, wash your hands
Come to the table

But don't sit in Grandpa's chair
Don't sit in Grandpa's Chair
Don't sit in Grandpa's Chair
Don't sit in Grandpa's Chair
Track Name: Wolves
Wolves in the darkness, howling at the moon
Oh how they gather, outside the palisade
Theres a wild pack of dogs, roaming in the street
Oh look at how they salivate, and hunger for our meat
Oh boy they're going to get you
Shapes in the streetlights, howling like a mob
Oh I can see so clearly now
The beast that I've become
Oh boy they're going to get you right

And a boy he stood up in the crowd
He said the time for the rapture is now
Come hell and high water we're your lamb for the slaughter
Let your wolves inside our door
And I yelled burn him in the churchyard
Tar him in the street
All you mothers daughters and sinner's saints
You better get up to get back down
Y'all better get down on your knees

Now a boy he stood up in the crowd
He said the time for the rapture is now
Come hell and high water we're your lamb for the slaughter
Let your wolves inside our door
Track Name: Kodiak
My ears fill with water, hollowing the sound
and the door in which you were going, it was opening and it was closing
and it was closed

North

Kodiak, we're all heading north
I was born with nothing
but I'll die with you

My heart upon the anchor, conviction like a martyr
and the fog that it blurred our edges, has now slowly come to focus
and it is short, it is short

North

Kodiak, we're all heading north
I was born with nothing
but I'll die with you
Track Name: Mountain Song
I have been chained to the land I am from
Destined to work all my days
Still you ask me to give all my blood and my bones
Just to pray to your beautiful ways

But I can not be yours
There's blood,sweat, and tears in these fields I have toiled
Mountain sing your song
And call your children home

I can remember a time before time,
When Giants they walk through the land
But these places I've known and these faces have grown
All withered and beaten by sand

But I can not be yours
There's blood,sweat, and tears in these fields I have toiled
Mountain sing your song
And call your children home

I was a king fallen from grace,
Cast from the Mountain at night
Now I'm a poor man, dreaming of birds
Wishing that I could take flight

But I can not be yours
There's blood,sweat, and tears in these fields I have Toiled
Mountain sing your song
And call your children home
Track Name: Spirit
Capture that spirit,
Capture that Spirit
Mercy, Sweet Mercy,
Let it be seen
Capture that spirit,
Capture that Spirit
Oh Mercy, Sweet Mercy,
Let it be seen

Well the tombstones got your number
And its been calling all night
Its closer than yesterday
But it doesn't seem right
But your whiskey bottle's down,
And your friends are all around
So mercy, sweet mercy,
Let it be heard

So I will not miss a moments more
And you best believe I've got the spirit in me