Kurt Stockbauer

Some say this song is about a woman. To me it is a place. A place with cool breezes ruslting the leaves above and soft grass below. A place on our farm where I would play as a boy, and it became a refuge after a day of tossing hay bales around…

I went spelunking with my son's Boy Scout Troop. While in the cave, we all turned our headlamps off. Then lit a candle. We talked about how Jesus is the Light of a dark world. Reminded me of this song. "You're here to be light, bringing out the…

Just a little ditty in Open A tuning. Seems apt on a glorious summers day !!!!!

This ne has been floating around the files for a while, now. Still not sure if this is a re-upload or if its elements have been so sampled into other projects that familiarity has bred disconnect. In either case, Enjoy!!!

a live in the Cellar production..... SINCE I'VE BEEN LOVING YOU Since I've been loving You've made me smile Since I've been loving Youve made Everything worth while Since I've been loving I've been on such a high Now please help me not…

An acoustic piece I wrote. Something simple, but meaningful.

RosaLinda, unbeknown to me took my song Ellis Road and made this fantastic song called "Tactual Sensation." I was very pleased!! Linda is from Sweden and now lives in Norway. She does not have an account here but perhaps soon. Anyway enjoy.

Some say this song is about a woman. To me it is a place. A place with cool breezes ruslting the leaves above and soft grass below. A place on our farm where I would play as a boy, and it became a refuge after a day of tossing hay bales around…

I went spelunking with my son's Boy Scout Troop. While in the cave, we all turned our headlamps off. Then lit a candle. We talked about how Jesus is the Light of a dark world. Reminded me of this song. "You're here to be light, bringing out the…

Some say this song is about a woman. To me it is a place. A place with cool breezes ruslting the leaves above and soft grass below. A place on our farm where I would play as a boy, and it became a refuge after a day of tossing hay bales around…

Some say this song is about a woman. To me it is a place. A place with cool breezes ruslting the leaves above and soft grass below. A place on our farm where I would play as a boy, and it became a refuge after a day of tossing hay bales around…

Some say this song is about a woman. To me it is a place. A place with cool breezes ruslting the leaves above and soft grass below. A place on our farm where I would play as a boy, and it became a refuge after a day of tossing hay bales around…