This next tune was started years ago, back in 2006 or 2007, but it wasn't finished until 2009. I started out writing it one day while I was watching that old Hank Jr. biopic on CMT that was made back in the 80's. I am continually fascinated how he was hassled and abused with his father's legacy until he fell 600 ft. off a mountain. The fall damn near killed him and tore his face clean off. Before the fall he was this clean cut, clean shaven guy in rhinestone suits, just dying under the weight of his father's memory. After the fall he was this bearded, long haired, hippie/mountain man wearing pearl snap shirts and jamming on blues and southern rock. He totally changed and said kiss my ass to anyone who didn't like it. It was like he didn't need to answer to anyone anymore. He had died and come back and the only one he was playing for was himself. He got booed off stage, but he didn't back down. The folks who didn't like it left and were replaced by those who did. He chipped away at it song by song, tour by tour. So, as the song says, "The man who went up the mountain, ain't the man who came back down."
That got me the chorus and some verse lyrics, but nothing was finished. It wasn't finished until I went over to Afghanistan and played for the troops over there. We saw first hand how they lived and what they had to deal with over there. For the most part they were 18 and 19 year old kids and they were being asked to be responsible for peoples lives under the harshest of conditions. I had friends my age over there who'd been in the military for years and they were telling me about the pace of operations and how much they push themselves. I was just astounded and endlessly impressed with these people. How could you NOT be changed by an experience like that. So, then I saw this commercial for the Marines on the flight home and it was this young man climbing a mountain and by the time he had reached the top he was a Marine. I thought that fit perfectly into my song and so I finished it then and there. It took me all of 10 minutes.
The word I kept going back to, the keystone, was "gauntlet". I heard it used several times while I was over there describing patrol routes and transportation routes. So once I had that line "my best friends called me crazy, but nothing else could save me. And after running through that gauntlet, Lord, there ain't too much left to phase me." I was off to the races. That was the crux of the whole story. How could you go through being blown up and watching your friends being blown up for a solid year and not be changed? I've had week long vacations that completely changed my life (the USO tour point of fact), so I have a really hard time imagining a whole year. For that matter, how could you go through bootcamp without being changed. It would be impossible. Now, for the record, this isn't necessarily a negative song. I think because of the music, most folks assume it's a heavy song, and in many ways it is. But, I'm not saying that the individual has been changed in a negative or positive way. (Most likely it's both.) All I'm saying is that they have changed and their home is not going to be the same place that it was for them as they return. Their eyes have changed.
So what started out about Hank Jr. ended up being about our military men and women. I suppose it could still work for Hank, but every night we play it we raise a glass for the troops.
The Man Who Went Up The Mountain:
I COME A ROLLIN, BACK THROUGH MY HOMETOWN
PAST THE REDBRICK CHURCH THAT SAVED MY SOUL
AND THE JOINTS THAT BURNED IT DOWN
BUT THERE’S GHOSTS ON THE HIGHWAY NOW
TO WELCOME ME BACK HOME
THE OLD VETS SAY YOU CAN NEVER GO BACK
THE WORDS CUT ME TO THE BONE
CAUSE NOW I SEE, YEAH NOW I UNDERSTAND
LORD I BEEN UP THAT MOUNTAIN
AND NOW I’M BACK AGAIN
I BEAR THE WEIGHT, OF A TRUTH THAT I HAVE FOUND
THE MAN WHO WENT UP THE MOUNTAIN
AIN’T THE MAN WHO CAME BACK DOWN
MY BEST FRIEND CALLED ME CRAZY
BUT NOTHIN ELSE COULD SAVE ME
AND AFTER RUNNING THROUGH THAT GAUNTLET LORD
THERE AIN’T TOO MUCH LEFT TO PHASE ME
THEY DON’T KNOW THE SACRIFICES
ALL THEY SEE ARE VICES
BUT IF THAT’S ALL YOU GOT THEN HOLD YOUR TONGUE SON
CAUSE I KNOW WHAT YOUR ADVICE IS
SO WE KEEP A RAMBLIN, YEAH LIVING LIKE A COUNTRY SONG
OH WE HIT, GET WITH IT, THEN WE CHASE IT ALL NIGHT LONG
THERE’S A HUNGER THAT DRIVES YOU ON
IT TAKES THE MEASURE OF A MAN
THOSE WHO KNOW CAN’T EXPLAIN
AND THOSE WHO DON’T WON’T UNDERSTAND
You can listen to the full version of the song at http://www.mattposs.com/. Look to the bottom of the page for the Juke Box. It's song #3. Let me know what you think...thanks!