Soulful Sundown

D., L., & I went to the Unitarian’s Soulful Sundown service last Sunday. The service was led by Ruth McKenzie and Dean Magraw. There were candles and chimes and incense, and Dean played and played. It is so wonderful to listen to him play. Always melodic, always rhythmic, always twisted and odd and “how did he do that?” or “hmm, what just happened?” He’d play for awhile, then people would stand up and read quotes from Gandhi, Harriet Tubman, whatever. Then he’d play some more, or Ruth would sing too. We all did a sing-long of “Abraham, Martin, and John.” (Except for the bridge–too complicated–we left that to Ruth.) Lyrics follow….


Abraham, Martin and John
Has anybody here seen my old friend Abraham?
Can you tell me where he’s gone?
He freed a lot of people,
But it seems the good die young,
But I just looked around and he’s gone.
Has anybody here seen my old friend John?
Can you tell me where he’s gone?
He freed a lot of people,
But it seems the good die young,
But I just looked around and he’s gone.
Has anybody here seen my old friend Martin?
Can you tell me where he’s gone?
He freed a lot of people,
But it seems the good die young,
But I just looked around and he’s gone.
Didn’t you love the things they stood for?
Didn’t they try to find some good for you and me?
And we’ll be free.
Someday soon, it’s gonna be
One day.
Has anybody here seen my old friend Bobby?
Can you tell me where he’s gone?
I thought I saw him walkin’
Up over the hill,
With Abraham, Martin and John.