Wynonna Judd - Guardian Angels/Flies in the Butter - The Final Concert
November 03, 2022
The Murphy Center at MTSU
Murfreesboro, TN
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The Judds: Love is Alive - The Final Concert documents Wynonna Judd’s November 3, 2022 performance at Middle Tennessee State University’s Murphy Center in Murfreesboro, TN. The concert special is loaded with meaning.
31 years ago, almost to the day, Wynonna and her late mother, Naomi, broke pay-per-view records with 1991’s “Farewell Concert,” hosted in exactly the same venue. The performance marked the end of the mother-daughter duo’s recording career.
2022 was marred by tragedy for the Judds and their fans. On April 30, 2022 - just one day before Wynonna and Naomi were set to be inducted into the Country Music Hall of Fame and only six months out from the kick off to their highly anticipated Final Tour, Naomi took her own life. Wynonna bravely forged on with the Final Tour, and several compassionate country music peers - including Martina McBride, Kelsea Ballerini, Little Big Town, Brandi Carlile, and Ashley McBryde - stepped up to fill the absence of Naomi.
All of this poignantly contextualizes The Judds: Love is Alive - The Final Concert. Although the special was filmed amidst the Final Tour dates, the production staged for The Final Concert television special looked (and felt) very different from the Final Tour performances with their mammoth video screens.
Not only does the stage design for The Final Concert bear a purposeful resemblance to the stage design used in the 1991 special; the production overall carries an air of starkness and simplicity that works to spotlight the quality of Naomi’s songwriting - three of her most touching compositions are included - and how The Judds’ classic repertoire will continue to live for long past their closure as a live act.
Lyrics:
A hundred year old photograph stares out from a frame
And if you look real close, you'll see our eyes are just the same
I never met them face to face but I still know them well
From the stories my dear grandma would tell
Elijah was a farmer, he knew how to make things grow
And Fannie vowed she'd follow him wherever he would go
As things turned out, they never left their small Kentucky farm
But he kept her fed, she kept him warm
They're my guardian angels and I know they can see
Every step I take, they are watching over me
I might not know where I'm goin' but I'm sure where I come from
They're my guardian angels and I'm their special one
Sometimes when I'm tired, I feel Elijah take my arm
He says, "Keep a goin', hard work never did a body harm"
And when I'm really troubled and I don't know what to do
Fannie whispers, "Just do your best, we're awful proud of you"
They're my guardian angels and I know they can see
Every step I take, they are watching over me
I might not know where I'm goin' but I'm sure where I come from
They're my guardian angels and I'm their special one
A hundred year old photograph stares out from a frame
And if you look real close, you'll see our eyes are just the same
Lyrics: Flies on the Butter
Old tin roof, leaves in the gutter
A hole in the screen door big as your fist
And flies on the butter
Mama baking sugar cookies
We were watching cartoons
I heard her holler from the kitchen
"Which one of you young ones wants to lick the spoon?"
Yellow jackets on the watermelon
Honeysuckle in the air
Daddy turning on the sprinkler
Us kids running through it in our underwear
Old dog napping on the front porch
His ear just a twitching
I fell asleep on granddaddy's lap
To the sound of his pocket watch ticking
Oh, oh, it doesn't seem like it was all that long ago
Oh, oh, you can dream about it every now and then
But you can't go home again
Me and my best friend Jenny set up a backyard camp
Stole one of mama's mason jars
Poked holes in the lid and made a firefly lamp
Me and Billy Monroe, sneaking down by the river
I'm still haunted by the taste of the kiss
I was too scared to give him
Oh, oh, it doesn't seem like it was all that long ago
Oh, oh, you can dream about it every now and then
But you can't go home again
But there's a blacktop road
A faded yellow centerline
It can take you back to the place
But it can't take you back in time
Oh, oh, it doesn't seem like it was all that long ago
Oh, oh, you can dream about it every now and then
But you can't go home again
Old tin roof, leaves in the gutter
A hole in the screen door big as your fist
And flies on the butter
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