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…
Sometimes the oddest things inspire a song. This one, about a long-time friend and former bandmate, a consummate musician, who passed away suddenly last year... just leaped out after I read a Facebook post where a couple of mutual friends had…
For anyone who has ever lost a friend to depression and suicide - you might identify with the lyrics.
The Rain Outside (Vlad & Me - 2013)
The rain outside
it falls on my window
and slides to join
its' friends below
I saw your face…
Sometimes the oddest things inspire a song. This one, about a long-time friend and former bandmate, a consummate musician, who passed away suddenly last year... just leaped out after I read a Facebook post where a couple of mutual friends had…
I'm laughing out loud. You have some serious *ATTITUDE* going here!
I love it. Great Riffs, Great Tone and I think I even heard those testicles clanging in the wind.
THE WALK
I drove 400 miles that night
East of Dallas to Abilene
And the hopes that I held in my headlights
Were hopes like I'd never seen
She called me from work that afternoon
She said she'd be off about 2 AM
Said it would be nice…
This is an invitation, with instructions, on how any AT musician can hop a train in the US and get to my house for a jam session. Figured the lyrics needed to mention all 3 of the collaborating musicians home towns cuz they all run along these…
Where this came from, I've no idea !!!! Had the music track recorded, no lyrics, then had the first verse. The rest was wrote on the hoof, as I recorded the vocal. Plus I'm a non-believer, Oh well, Have Mercy !!!
When he knows....... he knows.....Acoustic Electric & Harp..............
All i know (Lyrics)
I sit here cold
i sit here lost
knowing no where to go
don’t know who to ask
don’t know what to say
or do
all i know is i love you…
Here's a traditional American tune I first heard down in the Ozarks when I was maybe 5 years old. Just clawhammer banjo and vocals. The first verse is one I remember. I made up the rest. I was gonna go from coast to coast but I ran out of time…
Twenty Dollar Doctor is the second single released by Vinyette for their upcoming album Every Little Mouse Run! Watch the music video too! This is funky avant-garde rock!
A saucy little ditty from the Jip and LJ laboratory. The first thing I've sung for 3 weeks (been resting a very strained voice - eek!)
I'm having a party, I'm inviting everyone
There'll be much frivolity, booze flowing, so much fun
I may…
I jumped on Chunks tune from over on Songcrafters...Thanks Chunk
I can't go forward for looking Back (Lyrics)
she held her self open
she laid her self bare
she told me her dreams
show told me her dreams
she told me her dreams how i could…
I'd been following the Euro horsemeat scandal since it broke in the UK some time ago. But the songwriter in me didn't react until Ikea found pony in their Swedish meatballs the other day.
Alonetoners - you're hearing it first!
** THE PONY…
I thought I'd uploaded this ages ago!
Less chaotic 'Chaos' after I found a melody I was happy with, and the delay button :)
Enjoy! xox
P.S. I knew I'd seen it on here somewhere - it was uploaded by Jip under Third Quarter of the Moon :)
I found myself playing along with you on this today.
Did you, or Jip write this? It's beautiful.
By the way, It sounds good with fingerpick acoustic guitar back.
Facebook is a horrible thing. The real world keeps intruding into the perfectly peaceful virtual world.
REAL MEN
Real men, keep stealing', my pretend girlfriend
Real men keep butting' in. They've done it again. Real men
No one seems to…
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
Sad topic but a very pretty song
Very Pretty.
A Very touching tribute to your friend. I like the simplicity of it, and the later addition to the piano. Well done . . . This is first class!
I'm laughing out loud. You have some serious *ATTITUDE* going here! I love it. Great Riffs, Great Tone and I think I even heard those testicles clanging in the wind.
I feel like I was there with you. I like the modulation when you were in the rut. So . . . . Was it Worth the trip?
You got ATTITUDE ON TOP OF ATTITUDE. I Love It!
Beautiful music!
Nice song . . . very powerful.
Top Shelf my friend. You hit the mark with this one! The harmonica is a nice touch.
Something about this song that just grabs me. It has a lot of interesting elements, and it's fun to hear harmonica.
O O O O O O OH . . . . . . That's good.
Excellent song, and interesting video.
*Happy Music* I was smiling all the way through!
Nice picking!
This hit the spot!
Great imagery, and captivating music.
I had to stop and take another bite this morning! Still tasty!
I found myself playing along with you on this today. Did you, or Jip write this? It's beautiful. By the way, It sounds good with fingerpick acoustic guitar back.
Oh yes, I like this. Good vocals, guitar, and harmonica.
Great Poetry James!