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FOXFIRE - (by Greg Trafidlo)  Year: 2007
Greg Trafidlo A tune about love, loss and other nighttime mysteries in the mountains of Appalachia that won the grand prize at the Louisville Area Songwriters' Competition. Includes a hot fiddle mandolin duet. Male Vocals, Country, Bluegrass
Type Play Track Info Catalog ID Min:Sec Tempo & BPM Price Control
Full Track - Country, Bluegrass
263729 2:32 Medium 126   


Track Summary
Music Track Title: Foxfire
Catalog ID: 263729  ISRC: US5UL0712682
Description: A tune about love, loss and other nighttime mysteries in the mountains of Appalachia that won the grand prize at the Louisville Area Songwriters' Competition. Includes a hot fiddle mandolin duet.

Social Media Link: http://www.audiosparx.com/sa/archive/Country/Bluegrass/Foxfire/263729

Artist or Group: Greg Trafidlo

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Keywords: Appalachia, Appalachian Mountains, Carolina, Blue Ridge, Longing, Lost Love, Bioluminescence, Luminescence, Armillaria, Honey Mushroom, Fungi, Glowing

Music Genre > Sub-genre
    Country Music
       Bluegrass
Extended Properties
  Duration: 2:32   Tempo: Medium   BPM: 126
   Arrangement: Band / Ensemble
   Instruments: Guitar, Bass, Folk Fiddle, Mandolin, Vocals
   Vocal Mix: Male Vocals
   Language: English
Album: Old Dog New Tracks
Moods: Emotional, Ethereal, Haunting, Heartbroken, Longing, Melancholic, Mysterious, Romantic

Styles: Backwoods / Folksy, Documentary, Film Vocal, Nature, Romantic Drama, Rural / Country, Section / Credits, Travel Channel, TV Vocal

Regions: USA

Lyrical Topics: Birds, Heartache, Love, Mountains, Nature

Lyrics
FOXFIRE
Greg Trafidlo
Draw Four Music, BMI

There’s a light in the night in Carolina
That no one can explain.
It drifts through the hills and the valleys.
When it’s gone with the dawn,
It might never come again.

It’s a green, glowing, radiant mystery,
Only seen when the night owls cry;
With a magical fascination,
Like the light I remember in your emerald eyes.

Foxfire...mist upon the mountains
Foxfire…a vision to my eyes.
You’re gone…a memory by morning.
Now I’m bluer than the Blue Ridge and the Carolina skies.

Were your feelings for me an illusion,
Like that waving whisper of mist?
Now my mind is filled with confusion,
‘Bout our promise of forever, the first time that we kissed.

Chorus
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