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Burr Oak Acres - 1997 Narrowpath Records

“Kyle Knapp is a well-seasoned songwriter and singer from Omaha, Nebraska. He has been performing acoustic concerts throughout the Midwest for years, sharing his music in coffeehouses, bars, parks, street corners, festivals and churches. Only now has his all-original music been recorded for everyone to hear.

“Burr Oak Acres is filled with songs from real-life experience. "Lincoln Boulevard" and "Burr Oak Acres" speak of life in Nebraska. "That Fire in Your Eyes" and "Nothing Less Will Do" tell of his love for his wife. "We Walk Together" and "I'll Wait" are personal songs about his faith. Listen to Burr Oak Acres and you'll know Kyle Knapp (more…).” ~Greg Strange, Narrowpath Records

Track List (click for lyrics)


  1. Lincoln Boulevard
  2. Saturday Morning Sunrise
  3. Just One of the Boys
  4. We Walk Together
  5. Burr Oak Acres
  6. That Fire in Your Eyes
  7. Nothing Less Will Do
  8. I'll Wait
  9. Harbor for the Homeless
  10. Consider the Lilies

Burr Oak Acres

words and music by Kyle Knapp


Mom & Dad bought an old farm, across from Grandpa's Woods

And they called it Burr Oak Acres as they moved in for good

I suppose they could do better, for what they could afford to give

But it kinda' suits the way they like to live.


We shared coffee in the kitchen as the kids played in the barn

Or scrambled on the tractor, or ran around the farm

To build a home, or a memory, takes love and sweat and tears

I can see another chapter started here


And they called it Burr Oak Acres, right across from Grandpa's woods

And I kinda' wish I lived there, but I know I never could

I'd claim it for my own, but I'd prob'ly be misunderstood

They called it Burr Oak Acres, right across from Grandpa's woods


I found an old broken windmill, and I climbed up to the top

And I looked out over burr oak trees and fields of growing crops

Suddenly I felt so small, and all alone up there

Will I ever feel at home again anywhere?


Oh, they called it Burr Oak Acres, right across from Grandpa's woods

And I kinda' wish I lived there, but I know I never could

I'd claim it for my own, but I'd prob'ly be misunderstood

They called it Burr Oak Acres, right across from Grandpa's woods


Ain't it funny how time passes - it doesn't care if you ask why

And you can never really go home again, no matter how you try

You just pray the door stays open, and Ma greets you with a smile,

"Coffee's brewin', come in and sit awhile"


And they called it Burr Oak Acres, right across from Grandpa's woods

A part of me will always live there, though I wonder how it could

I can visit here, but I won't stay any longer than I should

They called it Burr Oak Acres, right across from Grandpa's woods


© 1997 Kyle Knapp

 

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We Walk Together

words and music by Kyle Knapp


I used to be a lonely man, I lived inside a shell

I knew that I would surely die alone

But now I have a friend - now I have a place to dwell

And I'm no longer walking on my own


Me and Jesus, we walk together

I'm hand in hand with the Father of us all

Me and Jesus, we walk together

And I won't stop walking 'till I hear that trumpet call


When I die I'm gonna live forever in the glory of the Lord

He's coming soon - it might be any day

Meantime I've got faith in Him to give me peace of mind and more

And when He comes He'll rapture me away


Me and Jesus, we walk together

I'm hand in hand with the Father of us all

Me and Jesus, we walk together

And I won't stop walking 'till I hear that trumpet call


I feel His touch, and I hear His voice, so I know He's standing near

And someday soon, I'll see Him face to face

When I get home to heaven, no longer live in fear

And we all know there ain't no finer place


Me and Jesus, we walk together

I'm hand in hand with the Father of us all

Me and Jesus, we walk together

And I won't stop walking 'till I hear that trumpet call

Oh I just want to walk with You, Jesus...


© 1997 Kyle Knapp

 

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Saturday Morning Sunrise

words and music by Kyle Knapp


I've been down talkin' to the sea

Cruisin' down the road on a Saturday morn, feelin' like I've just been born

And this is what he said to me,

"Life has got so much in store for you, don't need to ask for nothin' more"


A seagull stopped by to say hello

And the air is fresh with the smell of spring, and I ain't worried 'bout anything

The only thing that matters is the goin'

But for right now I'll just sing my song, then I got to keep on movin' on

Yeah, for right now I'll just sing my song, then I got to keep on movin' on


We crossed the bridge up into Maine

And the lazy world is wakin', while the clouds are slowly breakin'

The sea don't care what's in a name

'Cause the more it's always changin', the more it all just stays the same

Yeah, the more it's always changin', the more it all just stays the same

 

I'm down here singin' to the sea

And the smell of seaweed's in the air, and the cold wind's blowin' thru my hair

I love to live a life that's free

I don't think about tomorrow, all I am is all I want to be

No, I don't think about tomorrow, all I am is all I want to be

All I am is all I want to be

All I am is all I want to be...


© 1997 Kyle Knapp

 

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That Fire in Your Eyes

words and music by Kyle Knapp


Can love remain, though lovers change

And outgrow the dreams that they once shared?

It's living close to the edge, the unknown future to pledge

But baby we're the ones who dared


Listen, Gail, your love is all I'll ever need

I live to see that fire in your eyes

So here we go, hurtling headlong into oblivion

Will you hold onto me?


Can you be free when I belong to you and you belong to me

And we're promised for forever?

I want you to grow and to be everything your dreams can foresee

As we walk through life together


Listen, Gail, your love is all I'll ever need

I live to see that fire in your eyes

There's a light in you only I can see, hidden in your soul it calls to me

I long to set it free


There's forbidden fruit in the garden, and one can't help but wonder

Could I love somebody else as much?

Though temptation threatens to pull us apart, you know there's a secret place in my heart

That only you can touch


Listen, Gail, your love is all I'll ever need

I live to see that fire in your eyes

And don't you know when your body's touching mine, there's a passion holy and sublime

That I won't compromise


Through the years may the love we know keep burning strong

The promise in my heart and the fire in your eyes

Because it's true when your soul is touching mine,

There's a passion holy and sublime

That I won't compromise

...I won't compromise


© 1997 Kyle Knapp


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Lincoln Boulevard

words and music by Kyle Knapp


My children grew up in a house on Lincoln Boulevard

Shaded by glory days of old

Where lacy, petticoated debutants and dashing lads

Tophats and parisols once strolled


Ah, the world as we knew it was a simpler place to live in then

Old folks reminisce and say "Do you remember when

The park was green, the streets were clean

And girls were girls and men were men?

Life was good, and if I could you know I'd sure go back again

To Lincoln Boulevard


This street is home-sweet-home to me, but still we have our share

Of taxes poverty and crime

Once-stately homes and cracker-boxes now trade chilly stares

And stand, uneasy, side-by-side


'Cause the world as we knew it was a simpler place to live in then

Old folks reminisce and say "Do you remember when

The park was green, the streets were clean

And girls were girls and men were men?

Life was good, and if I could you know I'd sure go back again

To Lincoln Boulevard


We hope to make things better someday, as we fight uphill

Declining values and slumlords

Working together we may triumph, but I wonder

Will former glory ever be restored


'Cause the world as we knew it was a simpler place to live in then

Old folks reminisce and say "Do you remember when

The park was green, the streets were clean

And girls were girls and men were men?

And if I could you know I would

But I can't go back again

To Lincoln Boulevard


© 1997 Kyle Knapp


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I'll Wait

words and music by Kyle Knapp


When the sky is gray, and storm clouds gather overhead

and the peace I knew is almost gone

My mind is filled with darkness, and it seems the night will never end

Can I find hope to carry on?


I'll wait upon the Lord

I'll wait upon the Lord


In a world that won't stop changing, can I really know true peace of mind?

Seems I'm always up against a wall

As a thousand circumstances press their demands against my time

Is there really room for rest at all?


I'll wait upon the Lord

I'll wait upon the Lord


I'll wait upon You, and I know that I will find

Your hand upon me, and Your Presense in my mind

Won't You whisper to me gentle words so strong and kind

How I long to know You, and so I wait upon you...


And in those priceless moments, when all my cares are far away

and Your peace and joy are real to me

I wonder why I worry over things that pass away

When I know Your love's forever free


I'll wait upon You, and I know that I will find

Your hand upon me, and Your Presense in my mind

Won't You whisper to me words of love so strong and kind

To know this peace I'm longing for,

I will wait upon the Lord


I'll wait upon the Lord

I'll wait upon the Lord


© 1997 Kyle Knapp


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Just One of the Boys

words and music by Kyle Knapp


I was workin' on a Dodge down at Ed's garage

When in walked Jennifer Gray

She was a hard-headed, rugged-lookin' lady mechanic

And she had something to say

She said "I'm a qualified, certified, A-One grease monkey

Lookin' for some work to do

And I hear that you're an equal-opportunity employer

If I don't get a job I'm a-gonna call my lawyer


Jennifer, Jennifer Gray

What in the world ever made you think

That you could get equal pay?

Well the boss'd rather see you stayin' home makin' babies

And helpin' them pick up their toys

But you just keep on keepin' on, mama

'Cause you're just one of the boys


"Well a woman ain't nothin' but trouble in a place like this!"

Said Mister Ed

But by the time that Jennifer Gray got through with him

He wished that he was dead

She called him a red-neck, chauvinistic so-and-so

And a few things I'd rather not repeat

And she said "I can do just as good as you, and maybe better!

If you don't like it, write your congressman a letter!"


Jennifer, Jennifer Gray

I'll hold down the fort while you go to court

And try to get equal pay?

And don't you worry 'bout Ed

Y'see, he just likes to make a lotta noise

And you just keep on keepin' on, mama

'Cause you're just one of the boys


Well I heard that Jennifer opened up a shop of her own

And it's doin' good

And when Mister Ed heard about it

I saw him knock on wood

Well her business started boomin' and I heard she paid

A little more than I got there

So I said "Sorry, Ed, but I'm gonna work for her, now;

And if you can't pray, well, I guess you better learn how"


Jennifer, Jennifer Gray

Just keep up your pace, and stomp on the face

Of whoever gets in your way

And if anybody gives you any trouble, just smile

And look 'em right between the eyes

And you just keep on keepin' on, mama

'Cause you're just one of the guys


© 1997 Kyle Knapp


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Nothing Less Will Do

words and music by Kyle Knapp


I searched the town up and down

Searched high and low

To find a special something

For a special someone I know

A special love, a special gift

You know it's hard to find

But here I go and still you know

You know it's on my mind


I wanna give you something

No one else could give you

Something that'll shine within you

Nothing less will do


I don't know how to tell you now

That you make me feel so fine

But everytime I look at you

You send shivers up and down my spine

And when I say "I love you"

The words can't even come close

But the feeling's there in the time we share

And I share with you the most


I wanna give you something

No one else could give you

Something that'll shine within you

Nothing less will do

Oooh, nothing less will do


© 1997 Kyle Knapp

 

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Harbor for the Homeless

music and music by Kyle Knapp


I watched him cross the freeway, he had a bundle on his back

but his shoulders bent from a far heavier load

She followed him a few resolute steps behind, her grim and hollow face

revealing she had nowhere else to go


Stranded by a circumstance, driven by despair,

They roam the landscape hoping that somewhere...


There's a harbor for the homeless, there's an overflowing cup,

There's a place to leave their burdens and their shame

A harbor for the homeless, an overflowing cup,

and simple ones who care in Jesus' name


They loiter on the railroad tracks, they sleep in your backyard

They're the ones we hope our children never meet

Haggard faces, hardened hearts - we look, but dare not touch

Will we leave them at the mercy of the street?


Does it matter where they come from if they have no place to go?

Can we put away our pride and let them know...?

 

That there's a harbor for the homeless, there's an overflowing cup,

A place to leave your burden and your shame

There's a harbor for the homeless, there's an overflowing cup,

and simple ones who care in Jesus' name


It seems there are so few who care to reach out to "the least of these"

We say we believe, but we live just how we please

God has called the foolish ones to stupify the wise

and to show the Father's love to those in need


Close your eyes in safety, lay down your head in peace

You can feel the river rolling underneath

Its mighty waters lullaby that Christ Himself is near

In His arms your weary soul will find release


Are you holding on to nothing by a thin and fraying rope?

Won't you come inside and rest awhile in hope?

 

'Cause He's a harbor for the homeless, He's an overflowing cup

Taking on Himself your burden and your shame

Oh there's a harbor for the homeless, there's an overflowing cup

And simple ones who care in Jesus' name


©Kyle Knapp 7/26/93


 

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Consider the Lilies

music by Kyle Knapp, words from Matthew 6


Therefore I say unto you

Don't be anxious about your life, what you will eat, or what you will drink.

Nor about your body, what you will put on.

Isn't your life more than food?  and your body more than clothing?

 

Look at the birds of the air,

For they neither sow nor reap, nor gather into barns,

Yet your heavenly father feeds them.

Are you not of more value than they?

 

And which of you by worrying can add one cubit to his stature?

 

And why do you worry about clothing?

Consider the lilies of the field;

They toil not, neither do they spin,

And yet I say to you that even Solomon, in all of his glory,

Was not arrayed like one of these.

 

Now if God so clothes the grass of the field,

Which today lives, and tomorrow is thrown into the fire,

Will he not much more clothe you, oh you of little faith?

 

Therefore, don't be anxious,

Saying "what shall we eat?" or "what shall we drink?" or "what shall we wear?"

For after all these things the gentiles seek,

For your heavenly Father knows that you need these things,

 

But seek first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness,

And all these things will be added to you.

 

Therefore, don't be anxious about tomorrow,

Tomorrow will take care of itself...

 

© 1997 Kyle Knapp


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