I'm lacking some singers but here you go...

billy boy where did you go sittin in a pile of snow come on down its gettin cold for the time is getting old well we made our way to the old wigwam frozen lake and wind was calm standing bow did strike a deer to feed the tribe…

eyes all around thought surveillance, the fighting on the ground dont abuse the diguise the one they made, should never be altered now we fear , the words we say, descent in the shadows we must hide to survive the thought police their searching…

Celebrating my 1 yr. on this site. This just came out of the blue. Nothing planned here. Thanks to all of you for your support and listening ears! Cheers -

I'm lacking some singers but here you go...

This one is written for my niece Madelyn. I love you. [By: Andrew Sweet]

This song reminds me of Gr. 8 dances. Quite funny memories but anyways, here's my take at it. Originally by Shania Twain.

Celebrating my 1 yr. on this site. This just came out of the blue. Nothing planned here. Thanks to all of you for your support and listening ears! Cheers -

Originally by Oleta Adams. Here's my stab at it.

I'm lacking some singers but here you go...