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[finger-picking in bright country/folk rhythm] ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Brother I remember ♪ ♪ Fighting over the remote ♪ ♪ Or the time you broke your ankle ♪ ♪ And Johnny carried you home.

♪ ♪ When we were drivin' 'round East Lake Carlos Drive, ♪ ♪ East Lake Carlos Drive, ♪ ♪ Watching the graffiti ♪ ♪ On the traincars rolling by ♪ [harmonica solo] ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Brother I regret the time ♪ ♪ I pushed you over the edge.

♪ ♪ We were climbing up the latter ♪ ♪ Of our old bunk bed.

♪ ♪ We were drivin' 'round East Lake Carlos Drive, ♪ ♪ East Lake Carlos Drive, ♪ ♪ ♪ Watchin' the graffiti ♪ ♪ On the traincars rolling by ♪ [harmonica solo] ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Brother now we're growing older ♪ ♪ Everything's a mess, ♪ ♪ But you can cry right here on my shoulder ♪ ♪ When no one else is left ♪ ♪ Like we were drivin' 'round East Lake Carlos Drive, ♪ ♪ East Lake Carlos Drive, ♪ ♪ ♪ Watchin' the graffiti ♪ ♪ On the traincars rolling by ♪ [harmonica solo] ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Like we were drivin' 'round East Lake Carlos Drive, ♪ ♪ East Lake Carlos Drive, ♪ ♪ ♪ Watchin' the graffiti ♪ ♪ On the traincars rolling by ♪ ♪ Hey y'all, my name is Ben Stoeck, and I'm going to be playing for you my original material.

These are songs I've written over the past 10, 12 years, and I'm really proud of them so I hope you enjoy them.

My musical style is very 3-dimensional, and I tend to play pretty much all kinds of genres.

With my band I play a lot of country, rock-a-billy.

When I play solo, I have my little one-man-band act and play more passion music.

I lean more toward Americana folk and a little bit of swing, and I also just love jazz a lot, so there's a bit of a jazz influence in a lot of my music as well.

[playing rhythmic bossa nova style jazz] ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Victoria, ♪ ♪ ♪ You're my euphoria, ♪ ♪ ♪ I want more and more of ya, ♪ ♪ ♪ Hm mm-mm Victoria.

♪ ♪ ♪ You got me groovin' girl, ♪ ♪ Calling me by my full name, ♪ ♪ And you've been through it girl, ♪ ♪ When the tears stream down your face, ♪ ♪ I wanna stay, wipe 'em away, ♪ ♪ Promise you everything will be okay, ♪ ♪ So don't be afraid, ♪ ♪ There ain't no shame in chasing love ♪ ♪ If it's running away, baby.

♪ ♪ We aint got time to waste.

♪ ♪ Our hearts don't make mistakes, ♪ ♪ We may get lost and find our love ♪ ♪ Will find a way.

♪ ♪ ♪ Hmm mmm ♪ [harmonica solo] ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Victoria, ♪ ♪ ♪ You're my euphoria.

♪ ♪ ♪ I want more and more of ya.

♪ ♪ ♪ Victoria, ♪ ♪ ♪ You got me cruisin' girl, ♪ ♪ Head up in the clouds.

♪ ♪ No refusin' girl, ♪ ♪ When those teardrops start to fall ♪ ♪ I wanna stay, wipe 'em away ♪ ♪ Promise you everything will be okay.

♪ ♪ So don't be afraid, ♪ ♪ There ain't no shame in chasing love ♪ ♪ If it's running away, baby.

♪ ♪ We aint got time to waste ♪ ♪ Our hearts don't make mistakes, ♪ ♪ We may get lost and find our love ♪ ♪ Along the way.

♪ [harmonica solo] ♪ Along the way.

♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Victoria, ♪ ♪ ♪ You're my euphoria.

♪ ♪ ♪ I want more and more of ya.

♪ ♪ ♪ Hm mm-mm-mm ♪ ♪ Victoria.

♪ ♪ ♪ [playing in country-blues rhythm] [harmonica solo] ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ He had an honest smile and a heart of gold ♪ ♪ And a look in his eye ♪ ♪ That said I mean no joke.

♪ ♪ He worked hard as any rock out in the field ♪ ♪ ♪ And he could get the job done ♪ ♪ And steer the wheel.

♪ ♪ She had angel eyes and a gypsy soul ♪ ♪ And they say she had him at hello.

♪ ♪ For a diamond ring, she set her dreams aside ♪ ♪ Her momma tried ♪ ♪ To change her mind.

♪ ♪ ♪ Now the picture of their wedding day ♪ ♪ Is somewhere safely tucked away ♪ ♪ In storage.

♪ ♪ And the photograph at Disneyland ♪ ♪ The day he asked to have her hand ♪ ♪ Is less important than the booze.

♪ ♪ ♪ They tied the knot, ♪ ♪ And it was nothing but a noose.

♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ He spent his time out on the road ♪ ♪ Selling satellites & HBO, ♪ ♪ But the diabetes caught him by surprise ♪ ♪ That damned disease ♪ ♪ Stole his life.

♪ ♪ He made it on through think and thin ♪ ♪ But the loves he had were too thin.

♪ ♪ ♪ Before he knew anything was wrong ♪ ♪ That mighty tree ♪ ♪ Was just a hollow log.

♪ ♪ Now the picture of their wedding day ♪ ♪ Is somewhere safely tucked away ♪ ♪ In storage.

♪ ♪ And the photograph at Disneyland ♪ ♪ The day he asked to have her hand ♪ ♪ Is less important than Fox News.

♪ ♪ ♪ They tied the knot, ♪ ♪ But it was nothing but a noose.

♪ [harmonica solo] ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Seven years apart in age ♪ ♪ ♪ And always on a different page, ♪ ♪ By the time the years had numbered ♪ ♪ 25, ♪ ♪ The well ran dry ♪ ♪ And two trees died.

♪ ♪ And now the picture of their wedding day ♪ ♪ Is somewhere safely tucked away ♪ ♪ In storage.

♪ ♪ And the photograph at Disneyland ♪ ♪ The day he asked to have her hand ♪ ♪ Is less important than Fox News.

♪ ♪ ♪ They tied the knot, ♪ ♪ ♪ But it was nothin' but a noose.

♪ [harmonica solo] ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ [playing moderate tempo country] [harmonica solo] ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ In the wide Bonanza Valley, ♪ ♪ The evergreens grow tall ♪ ♪ And the leaves on all the hardwoods ♪ ♪ Turn gold and crimson in the fall.

♪ ♪ You can hear the freight train hummin' ♪ ♪ Its lonesome midnight song ♪ ♪ And the coyotes in a chorus ♪ ♪ Singin' along.

♪ ♪ [harmonica solo] ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Clouds on the horizon ♪ ♪ Could be a mountain range, ♪ ♪ Life ain't always easy, ♪ ♪ Nobody complains.

♪ ♪ Smoke from prairie fire ♪ ♪ Goes driftin' through the sky, ♪ ♪ Irrigator's pumpin, ♪ ♪ River's runnin' dry.

♪ ♪ ♪ Yodelay-eee ♪ ♪ Ee-ee-ee ♪ ♪ ♪ Yodel-ay-eee ♪ ♪ Ee-ee-ee-ee ♪ ♪ [harmonica solo] ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Wide Bonanza Valley, ♪ ♪ The evergreens grow tall ♪ ♪ The leaves on all the hardwoods ♪ ♪ Turn gold and crimson in the fall.

♪ ♪ You can hear the freight train hummin' ♪ ♪ It's lonesome midnight song ♪ ♪ The coyotes in a chorus ♪ ♪ Singin' along.

♪ ♪ [harmonica solo] ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ [finger-picking in traditional country rhythm] ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ I like drivin' with my windows down.

♪ ♪ I like the culture of a small town, ♪ ♪ Cold beer on a Friday night, ♪ ♪ Fresh air and the sunshine, ♪ ♪ I like the whisper of a summer breeze.

♪ ♪ Barbecuing with my family ♪ ♪ Out in the country ♪ ♪ Living' wild and free.

♪ ♪ ♪ I like the ocean and the west coast, ♪ ♪ Minnesota in a cold, winter snow, ♪ ♪ Rainbow on a Sunday morn, ♪ ♪ After Saturday's thunderstorm.

♪ ♪ I like singin' to a radio ♪ ♪ And dancing to a ♪ ♪ Do-si-do ♪ ♪ Out in the ♪ ♪ Country livin' wild and free.

♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ I like cruisin' on a pontoon, ♪ ♪ Layin' underneath the harvest moon ♪ ♪ Skinny dippin' in a river wild, ♪ ♪ Bright eyes of a newborn child.

♪ ♪ I lift my glass and I raise a toast ♪ ♪ To everybody who I love ♪ ♪ The most.

♪ ♪ Out in the ♪ ♪ Country livin' wild and free, ♪ ♪ ♪ Country livin' wild and free, ♪ ♪ ♪ Country livin' wild and free, ♪ ♪ ♪ Country livin' wild and free.

♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ [playing in a blues/jazz rhythm] [harmonica solo] ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ I'm tired of doing things right, ♪ ♪ It just goes all wrong.

♪ ♪ Tired of settling the fight, ♪ ♪ 'Cause the war's already won.

♪ ♪ I've made up my mind, ♪ ♪ I've seen the light ♪ ♪ No wonder why, ♪ ♪ I'm wavin' goodbye, ♪ ♪ and I'm leavin' ♪ ♪ La la land.

♪ ♪ ♪ I got to rework ♪ ♪ My plan.

♪ ♪ ♪ No caravan, ♪ ♪ I'm just a ramblin' man, ♪ ♪ But I'm leavin' ♪ ♪ La la land.

♪ [harmonica solo] ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ I'm tired of startin' from scratch ♪ ♪ In my same old shoes.

♪ ♪ Feelin' so detached, ♪ ♪ Lonesome and blue ♪ ♪ I've made up my mind, ♪ ♪ Seen a lie, ♪ ♪ No wonder why ♪ ♪ I'm wavin' goodbye.

♪ ♪ When I'm leavin' ♪ ♪ La la land.

♪ ♪ ♪ I got to leave ♪ ♪ Were my plans.

♪ ♪ ♪ No caravan ♪ ♪ I'm just a ramblin' man, ♪ ♪ But I'm leavin' ♪ ♪ La la land.

♪ [harmonica solo] ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ [guitar intro] [playing softly; rhythmic jazz] ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ When I look ♪ ♪ Into your eyes ♪ ♪ I can see ♪ ♪ For miles and miles.

♪ ♪ Mountains all covered ♪ ♪ In snow and love ♪ ♪ At the end of the road.

♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ I live in the land of milk and honey ♪ ♪ Lovers romance ♪ ♪ And the trees grow money.

♪ ♪ ♪ I call this place my home ♪ ♪ 'Cause I found love ♪ ♪ At the end of the road.

♪ ♪ At the end of the road.

♪ ♪ At the end of the road.

♪ ♪ At the end of the road.

♪ ♪ At the end of the road.

♪ [guitar solo] ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Well, I'm wanderin', ♪ ♪ Through the hills and valleys ♪ ♪ Just to see creation's grand finale.

♪ ♪ ♪ Yeah, it's been a helluva show ♪ ♪ And I found love ♪ ♪ At the end of the road.

♪ ♪ At the end of the road.

♪ ♪ At the end of the road.

♪ ♪ At the end of the road.

♪ ♪ At the end of the road.

♪ [guitar solo] ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (woman) Prairie Musicians is made possible by the Minnesota Arts and Cultural Heritage Fund and the citizens of Minnesota and by the members of Prairie Public.