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("Tecumseh on the Battlefield")

(people cheering)

Now word is on the valley and on the hills around

To go and fight for freedom up in old Prophetstown

Tecumseh get your rifle, Tecumseh get your gun

For on the field tomorrow morn you meet with Harrison

Tecumseh, he was shot down upon the field in Thames

Around him lay the wounded and dying Shawnee Braves

Tecumseh get your rifle, Tecumseh get your gun

For on the field tomorrow morn you meet with Harrison

Whoo, whoo, whoo

Whoo, whoo, whoo

So, remember all you people, the man so true and brave

For family and his freedom he fought so hard to save

Tecumseh get your rifle, Tecumseh get your gun

For on the field tomorrow morn you meet with Harrison

(crowd cheering)

- Thank you Cincinnati friends, we love you.

All right this one's for grandpa Charlie.

("Hickory Jack")

- [Driver] How y'all doing today?

Can grab you some fruit if you'd like.

("Hickory Jack")

- Like to lost some of them beans out there.

Ole Earl knocked my basket over and a bunch of 'em jumped up

and lit off down the row as fast as they could go

tryin' to get away.

They wasn't that hard to catch though.

On account of they's just half-runners.

I ain't done nothing but pick beans all week.

Mornin' to dark pickin' beans.

Sit on the porch and all I see

is them leather britches hanging there.

Then after picking all them beans all day

I go to bed and can't sleep for dreaming about beans.

Well I'm about starved Mama, what's for supper?

- Well Charlie.

I believe we're having beans.

- (sighs) Well I'm about two forks from foundering on 'em.

- Charlie, that's enough.

You should be grateful for every last one of them beans

the Lord's provided for us.

- Yes ma'am, but I'd sure be more thankful if he'd provide

some of that fried chicken every now and then.

- Here Charlie.

- You watch that old rooster, Dad.

He's a right smart contrary today.

- If you ask me, that cockerel's due

for a long hot bath in a dumpling pot.

- Well me, (clears throat)

that old cock and this here walkin' stick

we have us something of an understanding.

("Young Emily")

- Sing it Mama.

Young Emily was a fair maid

She loved the driver boy

He drove in the main for some gold to gain

Way down in the lowlands low

My father runs a public house

Down by the river side

Come ye, come ye and enter in

And there this night abide

Oh please don't tell them nothing

Don't you ever let them know

That your name it is young Edmund

Who drove in the lowlands low

Young Edmund fell to drinking

From drinking into bed

Said he did not know that his sword that night

Would part his neck and head

Young Emily rose in the morning

She's a-putting on her clothes

Says I'm going to look for my driver boy

Who drove in the lowlands low

Oh father, my dear father

You've got to let me know

What's happened to my driver boy

Who drove in the lowlands low

Oh daughter, my dear daughter

Don't you speak so loud and free

His gold is all for us to claim

And his body's in the sea

Oh father, cruel father

I'll have you hung a public show

For the murderin' of my driver boy

Who drove in the lowlands low

See the coach on yonder mountain

It's moving to and fro

It reminds me of my driver boy

Who drove in the lowlands low

My true love's layin' in the ocean

The fish swims o'er his breast

His body's in a gentle motion

I pray that his soul's at rest

(fiddle imitates water splash)

Charlie.

(fiddle imitates door creaking)

Charlie!

(truck honking)

- Hey ole Dan.

- [Dan] How you doin' Vestal?

- All right, how're you?

- I'm pretty good.

- Good.

- Good to see you.

- Yeah, well.

- Mighty fine lookin' beans there Vestal.

Mine's a little spotty this year.

Damn beetles eatin' 'em up.

- Don't you piss on 'em?

- Do you piss on your beans?

- No, I figured you did though.

- Vestal, you old son of a--

- How's trade these days Dan?

- Ain't no good at all Oza.

No good at all.

- Hate to hear that.

- All my customers leaving, moving north.

No money.

All the food's rottenin' off the shelves.

I don't know what we're gonna do, I can't give it away.

So I guess, only thing I can do is eat these beans myself.

As long as Vestal ain't pissin' on 'em.

- Well, hear you might be making a little money

off that new Brownie box of yours.

- I hope to in a year or so.

- How would you'uns like your likeness fixed?

- Naw.

How much that gonna set us back?

- I'll make you a deal, Vestal.

How's about a dime?

- A dime?

I ain't payin' no dime.

- I've got to cover my investment, Vestal.

Sears and Roebuck, don't you know?

- Sears and Roebuck.

- You might not know it but them pages

are for more than just ass wipin'.

Evening, Tom.

- It's a fine evening.

Storm's a-coming, though.

- They tell me nobody can foretell the weather

like ole Tom Abner.

- Well Dan, you go fall off a barn roof,

maybe you could do the same.

I'd give anything to be able to do

a day's work, Dan.

Just a day's work.

A fella can't do a day's work,

ain't much of a man.

- Don't let him fool you, Dan.

Dad, he can outwork half the boys in this country.

- I don't doubt that at all.

- Besides, Dad.

Ole Dan here, he ain't worked a day in his life.

I call him a fine figure of a man.

- Nickel, two dozen eggs and a song, Vestal.

- Nickel, one dozen eggs.

Charlie, get your fiddle.

- I don't know why you put up with him, Dan.

I surely don't.

- Old habit, I reckon.

He'll never change a bit.

- Well, he ain't so far.

- Boy, I'd sure love to hear the Fiddle Dram again.

That's a good 'un.

("Fiddler a Dram")

Left my jawbone sitting on the fence

Ain't seen nothin' of the jawbone since

Walk jawbone, Jenny get along

Here comes Johnny with his big boots on

(camera clicking)

("Krazy Kat")

- Charlie, hey.

It's past time for me to go.

Do you need me to do anything else?

- What's your hurry?

- I got a date.

- Oh, and did you finally find a girl

that was desperate enough?

Or did she owe you money?

- You know, I was gonna say I'm gonna miss you

but I don't know.

Maybe I won't.

- You've really been a help to me here.

I couldn't have done it without you.

Here, a little something for the college fund.

- Thanks, you didn't have to do that.

- Well you deserve it.

Go make us proud now.

- That's the plan anyway.

- Just don't get so book smart

that you loose all that good horse sense

you got around here.

- Oh don't you worry about that.

Good luck, Charlie.

And thanks.

(bell ringing)

- Oh no.

- Don't you oh no me, old man.

- You missed our little party.

I thought you didn't care.

- Like I could get out of that place at lunchtime?

- Oh you've always got an excuse.

But you know, after 20 years

I do believe you're starting to grow on me.

Kind of like that wart I got on my toe.

- How in the world is Ruth gonna put up with you?

- Now you listen here.

That Ruth is one right smart lucky woman.

- Come here, you old geezer, give me a hug.

Take care of yourself.

Tell Ruth I'll be praying for her.

She is gonna need it.

(fiddle imitates chicken clucking)

- [Charlie] I ain't got no sisters.

- I ain't got no sisters neither.

- What you want then?

- My name's Ruthie.

I'm spendin' the summer with my Granny Whit.

We was hunting sang over the hill

when we heard your fiddle.

- I wasn't playin' no tune.

- Well what was you playin' then?

- Was talking to them chickens.

- You was talkin' to them chickens on that fiddle?

- Yup.

- What you saying to them chickens?

- I reckon that's between me and them chickens.

- What's your name?

- Charlie Abner.

- You know Old Jimmy Sutton on the fiddle, Charlie Abner?

- I know it pretty good.

- Jimmy Sutton's my favorite.

Been foolin' with it on Granny's guitar.

- Guitar?

- I'm learning to play just like Mother Maybelle Carter.

- Who's that?

- Granny's got a Victrola.

I listen to Mother Maybelle playin' and singin'

on the records.

Can I hear you play Old Jimmy Sutton on that fiddle?

- I used to have a sister.

- You don't no more?

- Little Sarah was the sweetest thing

the Lord ever put.

She was a gift, that precious baby.

- What did you get today, Granny Whit?

- It's a good year for the sang, blood wort.

- Well are you gonna play Old Jimmy Sutton

on that fiddle or not?

- Charlie, lady asked you to play a tune.

Did you leave your manners in the barn?

Go ahead, play Old Jimmy Sutton.

I wouldn't mind hearin' it myself.

("Old Jimmy Sutton")

(feet tapping)

You eat meat but I'll eat mutton

We'll dance all night with Old Jimmy Sutton

Baaaa

Old Jimmy Sutton

- Lady born, center wing!

You know that dance!

Second time, third plan up, go in!

Second time, rope line up!

Find a partner now.

Come lay come.

See here yourself.

Up and four, swing it girl.

Come on now try.

Circle four, make no mind.

Round the couple, take the key.

Back in circle swing your swing.

Now three comes four.

Swing all four.

Swing all four.

- Hey, what'd you say, Ron?

- What'd you say, Charlie?

- You know what, you're my last customer, congratulations.

- Ah, barely didn't make it, Charlie.

Traffic was terrible out there.

- [Charlie] Oh, are you all that busy?

- Yup, I can't find good help.

- I certainly had good luck with Mark.

He's been really good to me.

- Every time I get a kid broke in, Charlie,

he oversleeps and doesn't show up.

- I tell you something, Ron.

These big chain stores is putting us

straight out of business.

Just can't compete with them

some of this junk cheap Chinese hardware.

- Well I reckon, Charlie.

You just put it behind you and move back to the hills.

- A man could do that if he put his mind to it.

- I planned on going back, Charlie,

for the last 40 years.

But now there's the kids, there's the grandkids.

Some of those kids that made fun of us,

called us briar hoppers,

today they're my best friends.

Charlie, you're gonna miss cable TV.

- Yeah, I might miss that just a bit.

- Charlie, what's gonna happen to the store now?

- Well I sure hope the people that are taking it over

from me are gonna have a go of it.

But I don't see how they'll do it.

- Charlie, I probably won't get any discounts anymore.

- Yeah if I kept back all the discounts

you've had all these years,

I could've retired a year ago easy.

Good luck finding some help

that ain't so brittle.

- Those kids, they don't know how good they got it.

(light banjo music)

(sloshing)

- Charlie.

Can you poke those sticks in a little bit?

Fire's goin' out.

Why don't you take them out and start wringin'?

That's good, you can take those.

Thank you, Charlie.

- You're welcome.

- Before you come up the house, you get your bath.

- Yes, ma'am.

- We got the last.

- Well, just set 'em down.

I reckon these could have come just a little cleaner.

- They could've.

- I suppose Charlie is just a boy.

- Hard enough to keep him clean.

Thank you.

Keep them steady, son.

- Supper's about ready.

- We'll be in directly, Miss Abner.

- Here you go, Charlie.

Don't drink too deep.

- Vestal.

Dan brought this by today.

- It is from Raymond.

There is a job at General Motors.

We can stay with them, that's very nice.

Till we get a place of our own.

Best to the family and I will await your reply.

And it's dated July the first.

- Well. Uh huh.

- Yeah.

(crickets chirping)

That smells very good.

- I hope it will be.

- Shall we have a blessing?

Come Lord Jesus, be our guest.

Let this food to us be blessed, amen.

- Amen.

- Amen.

- Amen.

- Get the last of that corn shelled, Dad?

- Got the best of it.

Just finished stringing up the beans today so

tomorrow I should have some help.

That is if she can keep up with the old man.

- There he goes.

- We should be startin' the second pickin'

of the beans in a few days and

get the last of them taters in,

we should be sittin' pretty.

- Eat your food, Oza.

- Charlie.

We've got somethin' to tell you.

- Charlie!

When we get the last of them beans in,

we're gonna move to Ohio.

- This depression's about done us in.

Your dad can't find work nowhere.

We barely have enough to eat.

The automobile factory's payin' a dollar a day.

We can live good on that.

You can go to school up there,

learn to read books, make something of yourself.

- And you'll come and stay with us every summer.

- We sure could use your help around this place.

- Charlie!

(screen door slamming)

(crickets chirping)

(screen door creaking)

- We'll come back someday, Charlie.

Charlie, look at me.

I promise we will all be back here someday.

("Short Time Here, Long Time Gone")

Where did the time go we hear people say

I was a young one just yesterday

For the world keeps on turning

The ages roll on

It's a short time here

It's a long time gone

There's so many things we need to do

In this world of ours that we're passing through

Like looking for kindness and passing it along

It's a short time here

It's a long time gone

We don't love our neighbor

We don't take the time

It's money that matters, every thin dime

But take this to the bank

You can etch it in stone

It's a short time here

It's a long time gone

It's a mystery I can't explain why

We pay so little heed to the time flying by

It's a plain simple truth but sure is got known

It's a short time here

It's a long time gone

- What are you doing here?

I already said my goodbyes

and I'm not doing it again.

- I still need my coffee, don't I?

- Okay.

It keeps moving on

It's a short time here

It's a long time gone

It's never too late to start changing our ways

And do things right now instead of one of these days

- On the house.

My retirement gift to you.

- Well then, this is for you, for your trouble.

- Well, go on get.

Get out of here.

Take care old man.

- You about ready to go?

- Takes a long time to sweep up 45 years of dirt.

- But it was clean this morning when I left here.

You've been at that all day?

- Wouldn't want the renters to think

I've been living here with an old boar hog.

- 45 years.

- Here, I must've forgot to pack this this morning.

- You never forget anything.

- So you might get it out this evening?

- You never quit, do you?

- The boy needs to hear it.

It'd mean a lot to him.

It'd mean a lot to all of 'em.

Charlie, you know we don't have to do this.

We've got time.

I could call the movers and have them bring it all back.

I know that you've been having second thoughts too.

- You know something?

It looks smaller in here.

You think it would look bigger

with everything out of it.

- You think you're gonna go back there after 50 years

and it'll all be the same.

But it won't be the same.

After 50 years, it won't be the same.

("Darlin' Corey")

Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow

Dig a hole in the cold, cold ground

Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow

Gonna lay darlin' Corey down

("Darlin' Corey")

Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow

Dig a hole in the cold, cold ground

Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow

Gonna lay darlin' Corey down

First time I saw darlin' Corey

On the banks of the big blue sea

Pistols on her body

And a banjo on her knee

Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow

Dig a hole in the cold, cold ground

Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow

Gonna lay darlin' Corey down

Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow

Dig a hole in the cold, cold ground

Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow

Gonna lay darlin' Corey down

- Ooh, somebody cool that boy down.

How'd you ever learn how to play like that?

- What do you mean?

- All them fancy licks,

that jazzy stuff you got there.

- By instructional videos, I guess.

You ever seen one?

- Ain't that how you learned, dad?

Off instructional videos?

- Maybe I oughta get one of them,

see if it'll do me any good.

- Ah, can't you just see old Dad runnin' the Betamax.

(chuckling)

- Well how did you learn how to play?

- Oh, things were just a little different back then.

I'd never even heard tell of a radio.

Much less seen a television or a video.

You just sort of listened and learned.

If you listened, it was music all around you.

- That and his grandpa taught him how to play.

Some grandpas do that kind of thing.

- Summers I'd go home,

I'd play all the square dances.

Hah, I wanted to dance with the girls

but they wanted me to play the fiddle.

- Well you couldn't dance a lick.

Did them girls a favor by fiddlin'.

- I was a mighty fine dancer in my day.

Had those girls lined up

whenever they'd give me a chance to put the fiddle down.

- [Ruth] They just lined up to get out the door.

- Well, there might be some truth to that.

- How come you never play anymore?

- I think I just got busy, work,

raising kids, more work.

Your grandma liked to work me to death.

- [Ruth] He has been getting it out some

if he thinks nobody's listening

and I hate to brag on him

but it does sound pretty good.

- Did you bring your fiddle with you, Dad?

- [Ruth] It's out the car, I'll go get it.

- I'll get it for you, Mom.

- Nah, I can't keep up with this boy.

- Come on Grandpa, play one for us.

- Anybody gonna eat this pie?

- He really should hear you play it, Dad.

Heck, I can't even remember ever hearing you play.

- Hmm, that's some mighty good smelling pie.

- That crust looks awful.

- Oh it's supposed to look like that.

Tastes better that way.

- Got your coffee, Grandpa.

- [Ruth] Here, give me this baby.

- Did you doctor it up for me?

- Cream, no sugar.

- [Charlie] That milk spoiled?

- I just got it yesterday.

- Oh I suppose it'll be good enough to drink.

- Oh brother.

Got yours too, Dad.

- Sandra you know you're still my favorite granddaughter.

- Still your only granddaughter.

Besides, you're sleeping in my bed tonight

so you better start being nice

or you can sleep on the couch

and I'll sleep with Grandma.

- Well, it don't matter too much.

We won't be in it long.

We got to be out of here on the road

bright and early in the morning.

Say how's your work going, Ves?

- It's busy.

Front office is always busy.

There's talk of some plants closing.

Norwood plant should be okay though.

People buying foreign cars these days.

- 'Cause gas jumped over a dollar a gallon.

- Lord, I paid a dollar and 12 cents

for a gallon of gas on the way over here.

Them oil companies robbing us blind.

- Just need to buy smaller cars for better gas.

- Well, you can't beat an American car.

They'll find out soon enough

that those Japanese ones won't hold up so well.

- Well I hear they like him up there

in that front office.

He keeps it up, he'll be my boss before long.

- Ah, you better hope that never happens.

- [Hershel] Here you go, Dad.

- Oh, I don't wanna.

- [Hershel] Oh come on now, everybody wants

to hear you play. - [Ruth] Oh come on,

everybody wants to hear it.

("Glory in the Meeting House")

- Now this one.

This is one Pap used to really like to play.

- What brings you up the creek, Charlie Abner?

- Wanna play some tunes?

- Wanna help me break up the rest of these beans first?

- (sighs) More beans.

("Sally in the Turnip Patch")

- I'd still be up in Ohio

if Mama didn't get that job.

Mama and Daddy and both my big brothers

work for the Champion Paper Company in Hamilton.

It all worked out fine,

till school let out for the summer.

They didn't want me being home by myself

so they let me come down here

until school starts back up.

- We're gonna stay with my Uncle Raymond in Norwood.

- I don't know where that is.

- [Charlie] By Cincinnati.

- That's a long ways from Hamilton.

- I don't wanna go to Ohio.

I like it here.

- It's all right.

It's all flat land and there's people

and buildings and cars everywhere.

- I don't wanna go to no school.

- School's fun, there's lots of kids.

Some of them make fun of the way we talk

and how we dress.

Old Steve Hendrix don't make fun of me no more.

He used to call me Hamiltucky

on account that I was from Kentucky

and we lived in Hamilton.

Hamiltucky's in the feedsack, he'd say.

I'd tell him to stop but he'd just keep doing it

and all the kids would laugh.

- You got him to stop?

- Well one day after school I decided

I was gonna whip the tar out of him.

I told him never to call me Hamiltucky again

and punched him square in the nose,

made it bleed.

But then he shoved me down.

I got back up but he shoved me down harder.

I wasn't stopping but I hurt my elbow

when I hit the ground.

I just yelled at him and I said

if he ever called me Hamiltucky again

I'd bloody his nose all over again.

He stays away from me now.

- [Charlie] Is it hard to learn to read them books?

- Yeah, at first it is.

But I'm real good at it now.

Granny don't have any books at home

but she has me read her the Bible at night.

I can even read them big Bible words like

Levisticus and Deuteronomus.

- How many kids are at that school?

- I don't know.

A hundred?

There's lots of girls there.

Lots of pretty ones too.

Up in Ohio, if a boy and a girl likes each other

they hold hands.

I ain't never done it though.

- Why would they do that?

- I don't know.

Just says they likes each other, I guess.

- [Charlie] Hmm.

- Do you wanna hold my hand, Charlie?

- I reckon not.

- I'm going home.

- I'll walk you home.

- I don't want you to walk me home.

- What's wrong?

- There ain't nothing wrong, Charlie.

There's nothing wrong.

- What'd I do?

- You ain't done nothing, Charlie.

(light banjo music)

Howdy, Granny.

- Don't see how a boy could be so out of sorts

on a beauteous evenin' like this.

All that playing with Ruthie

got you thinkin' of Sarah?

- Maybe so.

We can't talk about it.

Mama don't want me to know

when she cries after I go to bed.

- There ain't nothin' sadder in this life

than losin' a child.

When little Sarah came so soon,

I liked to lost both of 'em.

They was both sick for so long.

There's nothin' else I could do

but the Lord gave us a precious gift.

He let us love her for three years.

- I just want her to still be here.

- She's still here, Charlie.

- She's in heaven.

- Do you believe the Lord is with us

walkin' these hills?

- I believe it.

- Heaven's with the Lord, Charlie.

You may not be able to see her

but I'm tellin' you, she's here.

Just listen.

Hear that?

The Lord's music's all around you.

It never stops.

When you play that fiddle, you're part of it.

So listen real close when you play that fiddle.

Listen like you's tryin' to hear

a fallin' leaf hit the ground.

Listen close like that

and you might her laugh, cry.

She might even call your name.

Open up your heart to it, Charlie.

She's still there, watchin' over.

When you find that old place I'm talkin' about now,

remember to pat your foot three times.

It's wondrous, that spirit place.

But there's haints and ogles there too.

Them good spirits and bad spirits

are always there a-battlin' for your soul.

Three times, Charlie.

Your mama's gonna be worried about you.

You best be getting on.

- Bye, Granny Whit.

- [Granny] Bye, Charlie.

(light fiddle music)

(light fiddle music)

- Just how many of these old tunes do you know?

- [Charlie] Never thought about counting 'em.

- I've got to learn 'em, all of them.

I can't get that sound out of my head.

- Ves, you come down anytime you want to, anytime.

- I'll come down every chance I can get.

- Well that'd be right nice.

We'll get grandma to fry us up some chicken,

we'll get those fiddles out,

and play till we get sick of it.

- I won't get sick of it.

That old sound, it just gives me this feeling,

I can't explain it.

- That feeling ain't nothing new.

Folks back in the mountains used to be scared of it.

Said it was the devil in there.

Then they'd turn right back around,

sing those same notes in the hymns

at the Old Regular Baptist Church.

Give them the same feeling.

They said it was the holy ghost.

Now there's somethin' to that now.

I believe that, there's somethin' to it.

- Thanks, Grandma.

- When Pap was growing up,

they would not let him keep a fiddle in the house.

They made them old boys

hang 'em out in the barn at night.

Reckon they were afraid that the devil would come out.

(rattling)

Rattlesnake tail.

Some folks say they put it in there

to keep the spiders and the dust out.

But the real reason is

the devil won't get into the fiddle.

That's what Pap said anyway.

He told me, you don't have that snake's tail in there,

the devil would will your fiddle

to moonshine, dance halls and whorehouses

and take you along for the ride.

("Old Regular Melody")

- The Lord knows, Charlie.

We never will.

Let's go.

Dance all night with a bottle in your hand

Dance all day, give the fiddler a dram

My old jawbone sittin' on the fence

Ain't seen nothing of my jawbone since

Walk jawbone, Jenny get along

In comes Johnny with the big boots on

(church bell tolling)

(chuckling)

- Oh Sister Oza, Charlie.

- Good morning, Brother Alton.

- Tom and Dillie,

are they with the Methodists worshiping this morning?

- [Oza] They are.

- If we could just get them back in Old Regular

you wouldn't have to walk all that way on a Sunday.

- Well, we surely don't mind walking

on a morning like this.

- Pap says we're all sinners,

Baptist and Methodist alike.

Except the Methodists have more fun when they sin.

- Charlie.

- [Man] Brother Alton!

- Oh, I'll be.

Never fade

Loved ones gone to be with Jesus

Loved ones gone

To be

With

Jesus

In their robes of white arrayed

In their robes

("Old Regular Melody")

- I've never heard anything like that before.

- Do me a favor, Ves.

When you find that old place,

that old feeling in the music,

pass that along to Willie when he gets old enough to learn.

- Charlie, it's time for us to go.

- Well he's got time for just one more.

- Okay, one.

- Ves, let me tell you something.

A man never knows who he is

until he knows where he's come from.

This is where you come from.

("Shakin' Down the Acorns")

("Shakin' Down the Acorns")

- Do you wanna try it?

- You ever been to Ohio, Pap?

- Never had any reason to cross that big old muddy river.

- Me neither.

- They say we're takin' their jobs,

ruinin' their neighborhoods,

stealin' and hurtin' them all.

They don't know our ways up there.

I tell you, Charlie.

When folks get scared,

they can get awful mean.

They laugh at you 'cause of the way you talk,

try to hurt you with their words,

don't pay 'em no mind.

You won't be alone.

You just work hard, learn them books

and remember who you are.

- (sighs) When do you think we'll come back?

- I don't expect it'll be easy for you up there.

Just you remember, Charlie.

These old mountain tunes will bring you back home.

They'll bring you back home.

("Young Emily")

- Charlie!

Charlie, come on.

Dad. - Take care of my boys.

- I will. - Good luck, see you.

- Charlie, hop on.

- Get your daddy to buy you a fiddle.

- Charlie.

Now you listen to me.

Mind your mama and daddy, you work hard

and we'll see you come spring.

- Yes, ma'am.

(truck starting)

(revving) (dog barking)

("Cripple Creek")

- I think I'll go get some sweet tea.

Would you like some?

- Oh that would perfectly hit the spot.

- Good.

You keep playing, I'll be right back.

("Ways of the World")

I love that old tune.

- Well I still do know how to please a woman now.

- Well, did you think this day would ever come?

- Never thought you'd do it.

- Oh I told you I would if you put a bathroom in the house.

- A bathroom?

Hmmm.

And electric, and plumbing, and heat.

There's just no end to the luxuries you want.

- Well I guess you have worked about as hard

as I have around here.

- Maybe I could even could get that fence finished up

to where we get those cows you've been wantin'.

- Cows, and maybe I can get that lost cause

of a truck going up there in the barn too.

- Now don't get on me about that truck again.

- Lord I miss those kids.

- Ves and them will be here Saturday.

- He wants you to teach him everything you know

on that thing.

- That won't take long.

- [Ruth] Oh listen to you.

(light banjo music)

(honking)

- Hey, Ves, Kim.

Y'all had breakfast yet?

- Got something on the way down.

- You got here early.

- We made good time.

Willie slept the whole way down.

- He'll be a handful now that he's woke up.

- [Ruth] Yeah we'll sit a while

and you can fill us in on the life in the big city.

- Just couldn't wait to get down here.

Can't get that old sound out of my head.

- Well I got a few things I need to do

before we get those fiddles out.

- Would you need any help?

- I never turn down good help now.

(fiddle music)

- It's a neat old truck.

- Oh, I've been playin' with this thing on and off

for 40 years and can't seem to get it to run.

- Never?

- Done everything I could think.

Coil, distributor, wires.

- You oughta let me take a look at it.

I'm not too bad with cars.

- Well.

I tell you what, it's time to go down to the house

and get some supper.

Grandma's liable to whoop somebody

if that chicken gets cold.

- I know, I'm starving.

(crickets chirping) - Listen to that.

That's the prettiest music ever was.

- Sounds nice.

- You know what I like?

Being out here in the dead of winter

listenin' to it snow, so quiet.

You can hear a twig break a mile off.

As a matter of fact, the best part of the music too,

that quiet space in between the notes.

("Hickory Jack")

- See that, that's what I came down here for.

I enjoyed helping you out today

but I wish we could have spent some more time

learning that old sound.

- Well.

My Pap said, that's what this music will do,

take you back to that old place.

You know something, Ves,

you've been up to your elbows

in the old place all day.

("Brushy Fork of John's Creek")

(ignition firing)

- Hold on.

All right, try it again.

(ignition firing)

Hup.

All right try her now.

(truck starting)

(laughing)

- Now that's some music for you!

Hey close that thing and hop in!

- Right.

(laughing)

("Paddy on the Turnpike")

(hooting)

(honking)

(car starting)

- I don't see how it can get any better than this.

I just wish that Mama and Daddy could be here

to see how it all turned out.

- You never stop missing them, do you?

Sometimes I expect to see Mama come through the door.

- I would give anything

to hear Mama's voice one more time.

Just once more.

Ruth?

Do you wanna go back? We can go back if you want to.

- Do you wanna go home?

- I want you to be happy.

- (sighs) I want you to take a walk with me.

("The Day is Past and Gone")

The day is past and gone

The evening shades appear

Oh may we all remember well

The night of death draws near

We lay our garments down

And on our bed of rest

So death will soon disrobe us all

- Charlie I don't even know where home is anymore, do you?

- Well, young lady, I've been giving it some thought.

And I reckon my home is wherever you are.

- Well old man, I reckon

my home is right here with you.

- [Oza] Charlie, look at me.

[Oza] I promise we will all be back here someday.

Let's go.

And when we early rise

And view the onward sun

May we press on to reach the prize

And after glory run

- There's a point in time for everything.

There's a time for every event under heaven.

A time to give birth, and a time to die.

A time to plant, and a time to uproot what is planted.

A time to kill, a time to build up.

A time to weep, and a time to laugh.

A time to mourn, and a time to dance.

- We need to head down to the church.

They have lunch ready for us.

- We'll be along after a while.

- Don't be too long.

- Well Willie, you think you could've lived here

back in Grandpa's day?

- I don't know.

That would have been a lot of work.

- It was.

- I think I would have liked it.

- Says the man that won't even get up off the couch

when I try to get him to mow the grass.

- What do you think's gonna happen to this place?

- Dad and Uncle Hershel are probably gonna sell it.

- Well, they could rent it out.

- It wouldn't be the same.

This needs to be somebody's home.

Grandpa would have wanted that.

- Well, I'm glad we get to spend a little time here

before it's gone.

- You can learn a lot on a place like this.

Come on Willie, I have something to show you.

("Hickory Jack")

- Fiddle still sounds so good.

What do you think it's worth?

- Well Grandpa used to say

that his great Grandpa had packed this fiddle

through the Cumberland gap.

Before that, no one knows where it came from.

Maybe somewhere back in the old country.

He told me before he died

that he wanted me to play this fiddle over him

and Grandma too.

And he said to play it pretty.

Said they'd be there to hear it.

- I was so little.

I wish I could have known him better.

- You can.

He's been 10 years gone and I'm still getting to know him.

He told me to tell you something about that today.

- Today?

- On the day I gave you that old fiddle.

("Hickory Jack")

(crowd applauding)

("Across the Ohio")

Fare ye well Kentucky girl

My time has come to go

I'm going to make my living there

Across the Ohio

Across the Ohio

Across the Ohio

I'm going to make my living there

Across the Ohio

Well goodbye to you mountain boy

I wish you wouldn't go

I pray that you'll return for me

Across the Ohio

Across the Ohio

Across the Ohio

I pray that you'll return for me

Across the Ohio

Mother dear and Daddy too

You know I'll miss you so

One day I will send for you

Across the Ohio

Across the Ohio

Across the Ohio

One day I will send for you

Across the Ohio

We'll pray for you our only son

When from these hills you go

But we could never leave our home

Across the Ohio

Across the Ohio

Across the Ohio

We could never leave our home

Across the Ohio

With one last look at my old home

My spirit's sinking low

These hills will always be with me

Across the Ohio

Across the Ohio

Across the Ohio

These hills will always be with me

Across the Ohio

They say on yonder's side of where

Those muddy waters flow

A man can make a dollar a day

Across the Ohio

Across the Ohio

Across the Ohio

A man can make a dollar a day

Across the Ohio

Across the Ohio

Across the Ohio

I'm going to make my living there

Across the Ohio

Across the Ohio

Across the Ohio

("Coming From the Ball")

I wish I had some sugar

Sugar by the pound

And a great big bowl to stir it in

With a pretty gal to hand it around

Now don't get weary, don't get weary children

Don't get weary

I'm coming from the ball

Jay bird and a sparrow hawk

They danced and waltzed together

They danced all night in the briar patch

And never jerked a feather

Don't get weary, don't get weary children

Don't get weary

I'm coming from the ball

Little bee sucks the blossom

Big bee gets the honey

Poor man picks the cotton and corn

And the rich man gets the money

Don't get weary, don't get weary children

Don't get weary

I'm coming from the ball

My wife died on Friday night

On Saturday she was buried

Sunday was my courting day

Monday I got married

Don't get weary, don't get weary children

Don't get weary

I'm coming from the ball

I met her in the springtime

I met her in the fall

I met her on the road last Friday night

Coming from the ball

Don't get weary, don't get weary children

Don't get weary

I'm coming from the ball

Don't get weary, don't get weary children

Don't get weary

I'm coming from the ball