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DOCIA - (by Thornton Bowman)  Year: 2010
Thornton Bowman Tells the story of a woman from rural Virginia who married a wealthy Italian man. Sweet harmonies and a quiet dobro woven throughout. Mixed Vocals, Singer/Songwriter, Folk Singer-Songwriter
Type Play Track Info Catalog ID Min:Sec Tempo & BPM Price Control
Full Track - Singer/Songwriter, Folk Singer-Songwriter
441546 4:04 Slow 61   


Track Summary
Music Track Title: Docia
Catalog ID: 441546  ISRC: US5UL1059601
Description: Tells the story of a woman from rural Virginia who married a wealthy Italian man. Sweet harmonies and a quiet dobro woven throughout.

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Artist or Group: Thornton Bowman

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Keywords: Moody and Gentle Calm Easy

Music Genre > Sub-genre
    Singer/Songwriter
       Folk Singer-Songwriter
Extended Properties
  Duration: 4:04   Tempo: Slow   BPM: 61
   Arrangement: Band / Ensemble
   Instruments: Guitar, Dobro, Drum Kit, Vocals
   Vocal Mix: Mixed Vocals
   Language: English
Album: A Different Door
Moods: Atmospheric, Calm, Delicate, Dreamy, Easy, Light, Loving, Meditative, Melancholic, Moody, Nostalgic, Peaceful, Pensive, Quiet, Relaxing, Simple, Sincere, Slow, Sweet, Tender

Styles: Backwoods / Folksy, Ballad, History, Radio Production, Rural / Country, World Harmony

Lyrical Topics: Life, Ocean, Old, Peace, Philosophical

Lyrics
She lived all alone in a big brick home
Filled with Italian renaissance art
She stuffed every room like some overgrown balloon
Because she couldn’t stand to keep it in her heart.

Just a young girl from Tazewell, Virginia
She married a rich man from Italy
‘Cept that he died before her, so she just grew shorter
Without benefit of company

(chorus)
And the moon just kept getting older
And the tide moves in ways she couldn’t see
But Docia Renneiro tends to her garden
And she never fights with the weeds.

Sometimes we’d help her, me and John McWhorter
In her garden until about three
And Docia Renneiro always had lots of cookies
And always had on a pot of tea.

Now, we’d be down there struggling in our youthful garden glory
She’d be looking down from the kitchen with a grin
‘cause we had no way of knowing no matter how hard we pulled
the weeds would always come in.

(chorus)

When she died her family came after all of the Italian art
They stripped the walls bare ‘til not a nail was left there
And then they began to depart

Now her home’s all condos and the garden’s a parking lot
But every now and again
When I go back I sneak a peak through the cracks
Just to see how many weeds have come in.

(chorus)
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