Written by Greg Connor
Lyrics:
River run away with me
I got my paddle in my hand
Take me far away from here
Take me to the sea
Take me somewhere I don’t know
Take me where the water goes
Start out fast, then go slow
Closer to the…
Sweet, you always had a nice touch. Your flute playing is sounding good, better then I remember, but I don't recall a lot of songs with you playing it. What are you using for the percussions. I got a bamboo guiro and one that I think is made from some kind a of food that is hollow inside and no openings. Your sound similar to the bamboo guiro.
Written by Greg Connor
Lyrics:
River run away with me
I got my paddle in my hand
Take me far away from here
Take me to the sea
Take me somewhere I don’t know
Take me where the water goes
Start out fast, then go slow
Closer to the…
Written by Greg Connor
Lyrics:
River run away with me
I got my paddle in my hand
Take me far away from here
Take me to the sea
Take me somewhere I don’t know
Take me where the water goes
Start out fast, then go slow
Closer to the…
Written by Greg Connor
Lyrics:
Old Country Songs
Wooden Chair by the window
Gibson on my lap
And the time I spend strumming
Is never coming back
The sun is shining on me
Evening won’t be long
I’m living in the city
Singing…
Written by Greg Connor
Lyrics:
Old Country Songs
Wooden Chair by the window
Gibson on my lap
And the time I spend strumming
Is never coming back
The sun is shining on me
Evening won’t be long
I’m living in the city
Singing…
In memory of my Friend who was bigger than life, and an ego the size of Lake Superior.
Lyrics:
High stepping, loud talking
Crazy S.O.B.
A self proclaimed ladies man
That know one else could see
I wish I would have had the chance
To…
I guessing, but did that cold blast of winter air create this good ole song ?
If it did, lets hope the DAMN COLD I'm suffering brings out one as good as this.
In memory of my Friend who was bigger than life, and an ego the size of Lake Superior.
Lyrics:
High stepping, loud talking
Crazy S.O.B.
A self proclaimed ladies man
That know one else could see
I wish I would have had the chance
To…
In memory of my Friend who was bigger than life, and an ego the size of Lake Superior.
Lyrics:
High stepping, loud talking
Crazy S.O.B.
A self proclaimed ladies man
That know one else could see
I wish I would have had the chance
To…
In memory of my Friend who was bigger than life, and an ego the size of Lake Superior.
Lyrics:
High stepping, loud talking
Crazy S.O.B.
A self proclaimed ladies man
That know one else could see
I wish I would have had the chance
To…
In memory of my Friend who was bigger than life, and an ego the size of Lake Superior.
Lyrics:
High stepping, loud talking
Crazy S.O.B.
A self proclaimed ladies man
That know one else could see
I wish I would have had the chance
To…
In memory of my Friend who was bigger than life, and an ego the size of Lake Superior.
Lyrics:
High stepping, loud talking
Crazy S.O.B.
A self proclaimed ladies man
That know one else could see
I wish I would have had the chance
To…
In memory of my Friend who was bigger than life, and an ego the size of Lake Superior.
Lyrics:
High stepping, loud talking
Crazy S.O.B.
A self proclaimed ladies man
That know one else could see
I wish I would have had the chance
To…
Goodness, there's a name to be reckoned with!
I love everything about this track but I really love the harmonica. So perfectly in keeping with the song.
Well, I think you made an excellent and truthful tribute.
In memory of my Friend who was bigger than life, and an ego the size of Lake Superior.
Lyrics:
High stepping, loud talking
Crazy S.O.B.
A self proclaimed ladies man
That know one else could see
I wish I would have had the chance
To…
In memory of my Friend who was bigger than life, and an ego the size of Lake Superior.
Lyrics:
High stepping, loud talking
Crazy S.O.B.
A self proclaimed ladies man
That know one else could see
I wish I would have had the chance
To…
Written by Greg Connor
Lyrics:
Old Country Songs
Wooden Chair by the window
Gibson on my lap
And the time I spend strumming
Is never coming back
The sun is shining on me
Evening won’t be long
I’m living in the city
Singing…
Written by Greg Connor
Lyrics:
Old Country Songs
Wooden Chair by the window
Gibson on my lap
And the time I spend strumming
Is never coming back
The sun is shining on me
Evening won’t be long
I’m living in the city
Singing…
Written by Greg Connor
Lyrics:
Old Country Songs
Wooden Chair by the window
Gibson on my lap
And the time I spend strumming
Is never coming back
The sun is shining on me
Evening won’t be long
I’m living in the city
Singing…
Written by Greg Connor
Lyrics:
Old Country Songs
Wooden Chair by the window
Gibson on my lap
And the time I spend strumming
Is never coming back
The sun is shining on me
Evening won’t be long
I’m living in the city
Singing…
Written by Greg Connor
Lyrics:
Old Country Songs
Wooden Chair by the window
Gibson on my lap
And the time I spend strumming
Is never coming back
The sun is shining on me
Evening won’t be long
I’m living in the city
Singing…
Written by Greg Connor
Lyrics:
Old Country Songs
Wooden Chair by the window
Gibson on my lap
And the time I spend strumming
Is never coming back
The sun is shining on me
Evening won’t be long
I’m living in the city
Singing…
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall....
Humpty Dumpty's Warning Song (A preachy cautionary tale)
Pieces of the heavens lost
Shattered like ice on the ground
Desperate men struggled on
To put back all they had found
I sat upon a great stone…
I was so excited when SlKrell wrote to ask if I would do the vocals on this excellent song he wrote! I loved his lyrics and the rocking backing guitars. Hope you enjoy it too!
Nice song and GREAT contribution to the "Who Knew" Challenge. I enjoyed playing behind you on this.
Added to the Playlist:
http://alonetone.com/connor/playlists/who-knew
Friends...an offering from the not-real album "Dr. Pepsi's Death Cult Glee Club". The song was inspired by t.v. commercials featuring actor William Devane, who has spent the last few years trying to convince Americans to buy gold.
The sentiments…
This was part of the 'who knew' song challenge, recorded live at Colleen Dillon's on 12-09-15, with Greg Connor on guitar. Love his part, didn't edit out anything, even left the comments on the beginning and end.
(This is a story about Chilean…
a.k.a. "The Ballad of Big Celine"
What ever happened to ballads - stories told in song? The internet and TV have reduced attention spans, and long songs a la Don McLean, Harry Chapin, and Gordon Lightfoot have fallen by the wayside. If you…
Wrote this song yesterday after another long week of crummy news in the world and had the good fortune of the Minnesota song writers in my living room tonight to help me bring it to life. Greg Connor - on the cigar beat box, Colin Walterson on…
Great Song! You have a lot going on here!
I love the lonely feel of this and how it evolves throughout the song.
Outstanding Lyrics: *"And I run a/c
with the windows down"* & *"Tripping on the wires at the edge of your farm"*
I like the bass line. Nice contribution to the *"Who Knew"* Challenge.
Added to the playlist:
http://alonetone.com/connor/playlists/who-knew
Greg Connor added his amazing harp to the song. It really adds depth to it. I love Greg's playing on the song. Thanks so much, Greg! This is why Alonetone is great.
Lyrics & Music by Nick Plagakis
I count my blessings…
I struggled to get this thing completed. I've been sat on it for weeks, finished, debating whether I was really prepared to let it go.
I loved the song when I wrote it, inspired by a wonderful week at the end of September. But the recording…
Recorded live at my friend Colleen's studio in the clouds with Scott on the mandolin, Greg on guitar, Collin on bass, Colleen on ukulele. Thanks for a fun challenge!
This is a rough cut, but I like it. Here are the lyrics:
TOMORROW WILL BE YOU
It’s been a long time since I saw you
I’m at a loss for words
But when I heard the news
I went straight to your room
There’s no point in looking…
another sad one from me...i seem to be stuck in the groove....
F Am F Am
G Am G E7
Yesterday I had a dream I became one
I was Watching the waves play around with the sun
While dancing to the sweet vibe of that sunshine
I suddenly felt the…
Here is my entry for the "Who Knew" Song Writing Challenge. Thanks for including me :)
Lyrics:
When I was a young boy
I never knew what it meant
to be unloved
When I was a young man
I never knew what it meant
to be undone
Now I’m…
Comments on Greg Connor's stuff
Sweet, you always had a nice touch. Your flute playing is sounding good, better then I remember, but I don't recall a lot of songs with you playing it. What are you using for the percussions. I got a bamboo guiro and one that I think is made from some kind a of food that is hollow inside and no openings. Your sound similar to the bamboo guiro.
Sets My spirit free. great whistle solo
That wistful traveling feeling get at all of us sometimes
Real nice song
Back for another listen. I love this one
I guessing, but did that cold blast of winter air create this good ole song ? If it did, lets hope the DAMN COLD I'm suffering brings out one as good as this.
Now that is a great name!!! and a great tune..love the harmonica Greg...outstanding!
Well my comment is on the home page but not on yours Greg. "Curiouser and curiouser"!
This one gives me a good feeling, I hope somebody remembers me as well someday. (smile)
This one gives me a good feeling, I hope somebody remembers me as well someday. (smile)
This one gives me a good feeling, I hope somebody remembers me as well someday. (smile)
Goodness, there's a name to be reckoned with! I love everything about this track but I really love the harmonica. So perfectly in keeping with the song. Well, I think you made an excellent and truthful tribute.
Another crazy S.O.B. takes his hat off and goes, "Pilgrim, that sez it right there, yessiree." As fine a tribute to a friend as I've seen.
I am faved out.Super tune A story song always hits me right in the sweet spot!!!!!! I love it
Greg - beautiful. You amaze me with your talents for writing, playing the music and singing! Phil
what a fantastic song. One of your best
Really nice song, Greg.
Heartfelt and beautiful! That clean, "exposed" style is very courageous, if you know what I mean. (love the whistle too )
Just another great one Gregg. I really like the lyrics ...things I have thought many times, but not able to get it down like you can. Verne
The sound is very Townes Van Zandt... I was listening from the other when it first came on and I thot it WAS TVZ. Like an Irish TVZ.
Comments made by Greg Connor
I like the symbolic message. Good storytelling John!
GREAT WAY TO START THE NEW YEAR !!! Nice collaboration from two of my favorite people.
I found this one from the past. Nice video!
Oooooh . . . That's good!
Nice song and GREAT contribution to the "Who Knew" Challenge. I enjoyed playing behind you on this. Added to the Playlist: http://alonetone.com/connor/playlists/who-knew
I just start smiling as soon as I press play.
I Love It! Beautiful Song! Added To the "Who Knew" Playlist: http://alonetone.com/connor/playlists/who-knew
Robert . . . I'm laughing over here! It's another bullseye! *Big Celine, My kinda gal*
Oh . . . this is good! It's always fun sitting around your coffee table with you and the boys. *GREAT MESSAGE* in this song.
Great harmony supported by cool music!
Great Song! You have a lot going on here! I love the lonely feel of this and how it evolves throughout the song. Outstanding Lyrics: *"And I run a/c with the windows down"* & *"Tripping on the wires at the edge of your farm"* I like the bass line. Nice contribution to the *"Who Knew"* Challenge. Added to the playlist: http://alonetone.com/connor/playlists/who-knew
Still Good!
*Another Masterpiece Andrew!* Very unique and interesting.
Lots of energy! I love it!
I have the feeling there is a lot of the story not told, on purpose. That vagueness is very effective here. My imagination is running wild.
Whoooo Hooooo! This is darn good!
Beautiful! As I was playing this my wife took an interest too! She loves the piano.
Big full sound.
Oooh . . . That gave me a chill. Interesting mood music and affects.
Replay . . . . Again!