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  • I49 & OTHER ROADS - HIPHOP 1

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    Reckless Rednecks on I49

    Barefoot children at the Five & Dime

    Black men shakin’, slidin’ skin

    Pick-up trucks with nothin’ in

    An extra syllable in evr’y vowel

    Sealed flannel sheets and fresh-up towels

    De-caff coffee

    Diet coke

    Well-dressed Christians and a hairy goat

    Grits with jelly in the Waffle House

    Crushed armadillo and a white wooden house

    [i]Skeeter bugs a-dancing on black-eyed peas

    Wal Mart 

    K-Mart 

    Plastic cheese

    Plates that are full with more and more

    Dirt in the corners at the [ii]Piggly Wiggly store

    Strange verbal pointers to a guy called Booodah

    Sweet & Low as a substitute for sugar

    Porches full of rockers and swinging chairs

    Blue perm rinses

    Nasal hairs

    Bland white cream on pecan pies

    [iii]Hell mad preachers, all wearing ties

    Lightest blues 

    Largest skies

    Darkest cheeks 

    Whitest eyes

     

    De-caff, diet

    Racial riot

    ‘[iv]Look Out’ mountain 

    What a si-yat

     

    [v]Hillary being pilloried in pounding pulpits

    Passion for possession of presidential pundits

    AN [vi]ELEPHANT, AN ELEPHANT, 

    A SMALL PINK PIG

    Small English people where everything is big 

    White-collar necks that [vii]don’t give a fig

    Don’t give a fig for a [viii]hot cross bun

    Don’t give a fig for a man without a gun

    For a man without a gun 

    Ain’t got no stature

    A man without a gun 

    Don’t like [ix]Mrs. Thatcher

    Mrs. Thatcher, Mrs. Thatcher

    What a gal!

    Ronny Reagan what a pal!

    England and America 

    Bonded ties

    England and America 

    Don’t tell lies

    Don’t tell lies about [x]dogs in prison

    Don’t tell lies about any ‘ism’

    Socialism 

    Communism

    [xi]Baptist schism

    Split apart

    Break my heart

    Separation 

    Desolation

     

    Bringing down of [xii]evil nation

    Evil nation, makes you think!

    Blacks and white are on the brink

    Ice rink, blue ink, kitchen sink

    [xiii]Presidents that cause a stink

     

    High and mighty you may frown

     

    [xiv]I WILL BRING YOU DOWN 

    Copyright Victor Robert Farrell AKA Purple robert 2015

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    🌍 A World Across Six Nations- From the mist-shrouded Highlands of Scotland to the deep hollers of Appalachia, the Ballad Dodecet spans: Scotland, England, Ireland-Northern Ireland,  Wales, -North America. Each volume taps into centuries of folklore, faith, and frontier resilience—binding together diverse cultures and long-whispered legends into one unforgettable tapestry of story and song.

    🎼 Where Music Meets Myth - Fiction, song, and folklore collide. - Each book is laced with:🎶 Original music,📓 Hidden journals & personal letters,📚 Companion fanbooks, 🔎 Easter eggs, crossovers, and spiritual insights

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    3 min
  • ISHA

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    Copy Right 2025 - Bobby Farrell - All Rights Reserved

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    🎵 The Ballad Dodecet™  - Twelve Stories. One Epic Song. - 🔥 Step Into the Ballad Universe - Where twelve stories ignite a cosmos.

    🌍 A World Across Six Nations- From the mist-shrouded Highlands of Scotland to the deep hollers of Appalachia, the Ballad Dodecet spans: Scotland, England, Ireland-Northern Ireland,  Wales, -North America. Each volume taps into centuries of folklore, faith, and frontier resilience—binding together diverse cultures and long-whispered legends into one unforgettable tapestry of story and song.

    🎼 Where Music Meets Myth - Fiction, song, and folklore collide. - Each book is laced with:🎶 Original music,📓 Hidden journals & personal letters,📚 Companion fanbooks, 🔎 Easter eggs, crossovers, and spiritual insights

    Welcome to a living, breathing world—ready to read, hear, and explore.

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  • The Ballad of Kentucky Johnson

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    Copy right 2025 Kentucky Johnson & Bobby Farrell - All rights reserved

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    🎵 The Ballad Dodecet™  - Twelve Stories. One Epic Song. - 🔥 Step Into the Ballad Universe - Where twelve stories ignite a cosmos.

    🌍 A World Across Six Nations- From the mist-shrouded Highlands of Scotland to the deep hollers of Appalachia, the Ballad Dodecet spans: Scotland, England, Ireland-Northern Ireland,  Wales, -North America. Each volume taps into centuries of folklore, faith, and frontier resilience—binding together diverse cultures and long-whispered legends into one unforgettable tapestry of story and song.

    🎼 Where Music Meets Myth - Fiction, song, and folklore collide. - Each book is laced with:🎶 Original music,📓 Hidden journals & personal letters,📚 Companion fanbooks, 🔎 Easter eggs, crossovers, and spiritual insights

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    6 min
  • RESTORED HALLELUJAH’S - (Revisited)

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    RESTORED HALLELUJAH’S

     

    O restored Hallelujahs and triple shouts of joy!

    For all the sons of God who were once her whipping boys

    Are now all safely gathered in and prepared to take their part

    The earth their great reward for all their ripped out hearts

     

    Thrown down, thrown down, thrown down!

    N’er to be found here anymore

    No songs, no sounds, no sordid lamps

    No more perpetual states of war.

     

    Loud voices of our vengeance for God’s vehement visitation

    Is now poured upon that slut and her bastard nasty nation. 

    For the blood of prophets slain upon 

    The altar which they swore, has now danced in vindication On that vanquished bloody whore! 

     

    Thrown down, thrown down, thrown down! 

    N’er to be found here anymore, 

    No songs, no sounds, no sordid lamps, 

    No more perpetual states of war.

     

    That spread-legged harlot of corruption, 

    That Great Bustard that black swan,

    Is now stripped before the nations and marked as

    ‘Mystery Babylon.’ 

     

    Thrown down, thrown down, thrown down! 

    N’er to be found here anymore, 

    No songs, no sounds, no sordid lamps, 

    No more perpetual states of war.

     

    Fine linen clean and bright 

    Is for the bride now well prepared, 

    The supper cooked with lamb and wine, 

    No gold or silver spared. 

     

    Raised up, raised up, raised up! 

    Like Christ her conquering King, 

    See the love’s  new eternal covenant 

    Bound by her Lover’s red blood ring

     

    © 2016 Victor Robert Farrell

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    🎵 The Ballad Dodecet™  - Twelve Stories. One Epic Song. - 🔥 Step Into the Ballad Universe - Where twelve stories ignite a cosmos.

    🌍 A World Across Six Nations- From the mist-shrouded Highlands of Scotland to the deep hollers of Appalachia, the Ballad Dodecet spans: Scotland, England, Ireland-Northern Ireland,  Wales, -North America. Each volume taps into centuries of folklore, faith, and frontier resilience—binding together diverse cultures and long-whispered legends into one unforgettable tapestry of story and song.

    🎼 Where Music Meets Myth - Fiction, song, and folklore collide. - Each book is laced with:🎶 Original music,📓 Hidden journals & personal letters,📚 Companion fanbooks, 🔎 Easter eggs, crossovers, and spiritual insights

    Welcome to a living, breathing world—ready to read, hear, and explore.

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    4 min
  • RESTORED HALLELUJAH’S

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    RESTORED HALLELUJAH’S

     O restored Hallelujahs and triple shouts of joy!

    For all the sons of God who were once her whipping boys

    Are now all safely gathered in and prepared to take their part

    The earth their great reward for all their ripped out hearts

     

    Thrown down, thrown down, thrown down!

    N’er to be found here anymore

    No songs, no sounds, no sordid lamps

    No more perpetual states of war.

     

    Loud voices of our vengeance for God’s vehement visitation

    Is now poured upon that slut and her bastard nasty nation. 

    For the blood of prophets slain upon 

    The altar which they swore, has now danced in vindication On that vanquished bloody whore! 

     

    Thrown down, thrown down, thrown down! 

    N’er to be found here anymore, 

    No songs, no sounds, no sordid lamps, 

    No more perpetual states of war.

     

    That spread-legged harlot of corruption, 

    That Great Bustard that black swan,

    Is now stripped before the nations and marked as

    ‘Mystery Babylon.’ 

     

    Thrown down, thrown down, thrown down! 

    N’er to be found here anymore, 

    No songs, no sounds, no sordid lamps, 

    No more perpetual states of war.

     

    Fine linen clean and bright 

    Is for the bride now well prepared, 

    The supper cooked with lamb and wine, 

    No gold or silver spared. 

     

    Raised up, raised up, raised up! 

    Like Christ her conquering King, 

    See the love’s  new eternal covenant 

    Bound by her Lover’s red blood ring

     

    © 2016 Victor Robert Farrell

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    🎵 The Ballad Dodecet™  - Twelve Stories. One Epic Song. - 🔥 Step Into the Ballad Universe - Where twelve stories ignite a cosmos.

    🌍 A World Across Six Nations- From the mist-shrouded Highlands of Scotland to the deep hollers of Appalachia, the Ballad Dodecet spans: Scotland, England, Ireland-Northern Ireland,  Wales, -North America. Each volume taps into centuries of folklore, faith, and frontier resilience—binding together diverse cultures and long-whispered legends into one unforgettable tapestry of story and song.

    🎼 Where Music Meets Myth - Fiction, song, and folklore collide. - Each book is laced with:🎶 Original music,📓 Hidden journals & personal letters,📚 Companion fanbooks, 🔎 Easter eggs, crossovers, and spiritual insights

    Welcome to a living, breathing world—ready to read, hear, and explore.

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    3 min
  • Yearning

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    O soul within my soul

    Be not as silent as the grave

    Speak tenderly to me O LORD

    From doubt, come rescue, save

     

    O soul within my soul

    O light within my head

    Deliver me from darkness 

    Deliver me from dread

     

    O soul within my soul

    O spring of pure delight

    Bubble up to cool my heated breast

    To calm my quaking fright

     

    O soul within my soul

    O brimming brook within me

    Rise up and overflow my banks

    Of rotting rubbish rid me

     

    O soul within my soul

    O slayer of that which slew me

    Come balm of Gilead anoint my head

    In purity, renew me 

     © 2016 Victor Robert Farrell

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    🎵 The Ballad Dodecet™  - Twelve Stories. One Epic Song. - 🔥 Step Into the Ballad Universe - Where twelve stories ignite a cosmos.

    🌍 A World Across Six Nations- From the mist-shrouded Highlands of Scotland to the deep hollers of Appalachia, the Ballad Dodecet spans: Scotland, England, Ireland-Northern Ireland,  Wales, -North America. Each volume taps into centuries of folklore, faith, and frontier resilience—binding together diverse cultures and long-whispered legends into one unforgettable tapestry of story and song.

    🎼 Where Music Meets Myth - Fiction, song, and folklore collide. - Each book is laced with:🎶 Original music,📓 Hidden journals & personal letters,📚 Companion fanbooks, 🔎 Easter eggs, crossovers, and spiritual insights

    Welcome to a living, breathing world—ready to read, hear, and explore.

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    2 min
  • O Soul Within My Soul - Piano Version

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    O soul within my soul

    Be not as silent as the grave

    Speak tenderly to me O LORD

    From doubt, come rescue, save

     

    O soul within my soul

    O light within my head

    Deliver me from darkness 

    Deliver me from dread

     

    O soul within my soul

    O spring of pure delight

    Bubble up to cool my heated breast

    To calm my quaking fright

     

    O soul within my soul

    O brimming brook within me

    Rise up and overflow my banks

    Of rotting rubbish rid me

     

    O soul within my soul

    O slayer of that which slew me

    Come balm of Gilead anoint my head

    In purity, renew me 

     

    © 2016 Victor Robert Farrell

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    🎵 The Ballad Dodecet™  - Twelve Stories. One Epic Song. - 🔥 Step Into the Ballad Universe - Where twelve stories ignite a cosmos.

    🌍 A World Across Six Nations- From the mist-shrouded Highlands of Scotland to the deep hollers of Appalachia, the Ballad Dodecet spans: Scotland, England, Ireland-Northern Ireland,  Wales, -North America. Each volume taps into centuries of folklore, faith, and frontier resilience—binding together diverse cultures and long-whispered legends into one unforgettable tapestry of story and song.

    🎼 Where Music Meets Myth - Fiction, song, and folklore collide. - Each book is laced with:🎶 Original music,📓 Hidden journals & personal letters,📚 Companion fanbooks, 🔎 Easter eggs, crossovers, and spiritual insights

    Welcome to a living, breathing world—ready to read, hear, and explore.

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    3 min
  • O Soul Within My Soul - Choral Version

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    O soul within my soul

    Be not as silent as the grave

    Speak tenderly to me O LORD

    From doubt, come rescue, save

     

    O soul within my soul

    O light within my head

    Deliver me from darkness 

    Deliver me from dread

     

    O soul within my soul

    O spring of pure delight

    Bubble up to cool my heated breast

    To calm my quaking fright

     

    O soul within my soul

    O brimming brook within me

    Rise up and overflow my banks

    Of rotting rubbish rid me

     

    O soul within my soul

    O slayer of that which slew me

    Come balm of Gilead anoint my head

    In purity, renew me 


    © 2016 Victor Robert Farrell

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    🎵 The Ballad Dodecet™  - Twelve Stories. One Epic Song. - 🔥 Step Into the Ballad Universe - Where twelve stories ignite a cosmos.

    🌍 A World Across Six Nations- From the mist-shrouded Highlands of Scotland to the deep hollers of Appalachia, the Ballad Dodecet spans: Scotland, England, Ireland-Northern Ireland,  Wales, -North America. Each volume taps into centuries of folklore, faith, and frontier resilience—binding together diverse cultures and long-whispered legends into one unforgettable tapestry of story and song.

    🎼 Where Music Meets Myth - Fiction, song, and folklore collide. - Each book is laced with:🎶 Original music,📓 Hidden journals & personal letters,📚 Companion fanbooks, 🔎 Easter eggs, crossovers, and spiritual insights

    Welcome to a living, breathing world—ready to read, hear, and explore.

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    4 min
  • Holler Hallelujah!

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    🎶 Holler Hallelujah

    A Front-Porch Praise Song That Don’t Hide the Scars
     
    Written by Kentucky Johnson™ & Bobby Farrell
    © 2025. All rights reserved. For more, visit
    www.KentuckyJohnson.com

    Verse 1

    I ain't got no glitzy choir robe, I ain't got no shiny pew,
     Just this busted rocking chair and an all clear back porch view.
     But I got me breath and I got me the truth,
     And I’m shoutin’ to the heavens like the hills still do.

    Chorus

    Holler hallelujah, raise it to the sky—
    Even when it’s broken, even when you cry.
    Holler hallelujah, don’t wait ‘til you’re clean—
    Praise Him in the mud, 

    in the mess,

     in between.

    Verse 2

    Ain’t no steeple in my backyard, just that old lonesome pine,
     But the Spirit found me anyway, in God’s own gracious time.
     Don’t need no stage to lift my voice and sing—
     Just a pounding porchboard pulpit and a rusty old swing.

    Chorus

    Holler hallelujah, raise it to the sky—
    Even when it’s broken, even when you cry.
    Holler hallelujah, don’t wait ‘til you’re clean—
    Praise Him in the mud, 

    in the mess,

     in between.

    Verse 3

    I got sorrow in my story, but I still got a shout,
     The grave it tried to hold me, but His grace done pulled me out.
     Ain’t no shame in the struggle—just the fire and the fight,
     Now I’m singin’ like the sunrise despite one hell of a night.

    Final Chorus and outro

    Holler hallelujah when the devil draws near—
     Holler hallelujah ‘til the valley rings clear.
     Holler hallelujah with your scars and with your grin—
     Let the wild-hearted worship come a crashin’  on in.

    Yeah, holler hallelujah
     → He don’t own this ground!

    Yeah, holler hallelujah
     → We were lost—but now we’re found!

    Yeah, holler hallelujah
     → Ain’t no devil ever gonna hold us down!

    C’mon people –

    Holler hallelujah when the devil draws near—
     Holler hallelujah ‘til the valley rings clear.
     Holler hallelujah with your scars and your grin—
     Let the wild-hearted worship come a crashin’  on in.

    Yeah, 

    hallelujah! 

    Bless you Lord.

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    🌍 A World Across Six Nations- From the mist-shrouded Highlands of Scotland to the deep hollers of Appalachia, the Ballad Dodecet spans: Scotland, England, Ireland-Northern Ireland,  Wales, -North America. Each volume taps into centuries of folklore, faith, and frontier resilience—binding together diverse cultures and long-whispered legends into one unforgettable tapestry of story and song.

    🎼 Where Music Meets Myth - Fiction, song, and folklore collide. - Each book is laced with:🎶 Original music,📓 Hidden journals & personal letters,📚 Companion fanbooks, 🔎 Easter eggs, crossovers, and spiritual insights

    Welcome to a living, breathing world—ready to read, hear, and explore.

    🎧 ▶ LISTEN LIVE – WLMP 660 AM- HTTPS://WWW. KINGDOM.ROCKS
     Tune in to We Love Mountain Praise for exclusive ballad broadcasts, story-backed songs, devotionals, and behind-the-scenes revelations.

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    5 min
  • Stars Don't Ever Leave The Sky

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    by Kentucky Johnson

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    🌍 A World Across Six Nations- From the mist-shrouded Highlands of Scotland to the deep hollers of Appalachia, the Ballad Dodecet spans: Scotland, England, Ireland-Northern Ireland,  Wales, -North America. Each volume taps into centuries of folklore, faith, and frontier resilience—binding together diverse cultures and long-whispered legends into one unforgettable tapestry of story and song.

    🎼 Where Music Meets Myth - Fiction, song, and folklore collide. - Each book is laced with:🎶 Original music,📓 Hidden journals & personal letters,📚 Companion fanbooks, 🔎 Easter eggs, crossovers, and spiritual insights

    Welcome to a living, breathing world—ready to read, hear, and explore.

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    5 min

About THE BALLAD DODECET- Stories. Songs. Scripture. Broadcast from the edge of eternity.

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Welcome to The Ballad Dodecet—a broadcast from the crossroads of story, song, and Scripture.


From the quiet voice of Night Whispers to the thunder of original music…