My association with the old songs goes back a long way. My father had me up on stage with him, singing “The Old Chisholm Trail,” when I was eight. I got taken along (of necessity) as a boy on some of their later song collecting trips to the mountains and seacoast of North Carolina and the Adirondack Mountains of New York. I'm glad I got to meet rural people for whom traditional song was their main - sometimes only - music.
Some of the songs on this album are from those people I met, and got to know better through the recordings they made for my parents. All the others are out of oral tradition, although a couple of them were composed by known authors and then absorbed into the folk. I'm happy to pass them on.