Two hours before morning light
Highway signs go by all night
Open window to catch the breeze
Helps me clear my cluttered mind
Road noise rumbling through the floor
Been on this road once or twice before
My mind is racing up ahead
Leaving…
Really like the chord progression....and of course vocals are outstanding...great lyrics...this song really speaks to me...oh and as a side note...your "Taking Home The Pretty One" will be on Dirty Thumps CD that should be released very soon...your name is on the sleeve as writer...It has been copyrighted in Poland and I assume the rest of the world.. so check your mailbox for royalties:-) as soon as I get some CD's I will send you one....of course it is a little different than the original!!! as the producer/engineer says it is like Hendrix interpreting Dylan....lol
Two hours before morning light
Highway signs go by all night
Open window to catch the breeze
Helps me clear my cluttered mind
Road noise rumbling through the floor
Been on this road once or twice before
My mind is racing up ahead
Leaving…
Two hours before morning light
Highway signs go by all night
Open window to catch the breeze
Helps me clear my cluttered mind
Road noise rumbling through the floor
Been on this road once or twice before
My mind is racing up ahead
Leaving…
Two hours before morning light
Highway signs go by all night
Open window to catch the breeze
Helps me clear my cluttered mind
Road noise rumbling through the floor
Been on this road once or twice before
My mind is racing up ahead
Leaving…
Two hours before morning light
Highway signs go by all night
Open window to catch the breeze
Helps me clear my cluttered mind
Road noise rumbling through the floor
Been on this road once or twice before
My mind is racing up ahead
Leaving…
Written by Greg Connor
Lyrics:
Mini Van
I’m driving my Mini Van around
I’m driving it everywhere in town
I’m driving my Mini Van
Try to catch me if you can
I’m driving my Mini Van around
Seems Like I can always catch the eye…
LYRICS:
With Or Without You
Try to get along but it takes two
It’s a Whole lot of me and not much you
Working myself right to the bone
Thinking that I am all alone
Just like a monkey up in the tree
Throwing your feces straight…
This song pretty much sums up my life right now. No direction and no ambition.
Maybe because it's SpringTime and Love is in the air.
In keeping with the romantic nature of the season, it features:
BANJO . . . . . The instrument made…
This song pretty much sums up my life right now. No direction and no ambition.
Maybe because it's SpringTime and Love is in the air.
In keeping with the romantic nature of the season, it features:
BANJO . . . . . The instrument made…
It’s a lasting impression
Every time that you call
It’s my only intention
Leave you nothing at all
Whenever you ask me
I’m doing just fine
It’s the dance that I do
Every single time
It aint what it looks like, not like that at…
It’s a lasting impression
Every time that you call
It’s my only intention
Leave you nothing at all
Whenever you ask me
I’m doing just fine
It’s the dance that I do
Every single time
It aint what it looks like, not like that at…
It’s a lasting impression
Every time that you call
It’s my only intention
Leave you nothing at all
Whenever you ask me
I’m doing just fine
It’s the dance that I do
Every single time
It aint what it looks like, not like that at…
This song pretty much sums up my life right now. No direction and no ambition.
Maybe because it's SpringTime and Love is in the air.
In keeping with the romantic nature of the season, it features:
BANJO . . . . . The instrument made…
This song pretty much sums up my life right now. No direction and no ambition.
Maybe because it's SpringTime and Love is in the air.
In keeping with the romantic nature of the season, it features:
BANJO . . . . . The instrument made…
This song pretty much sums up my life right now. No direction and no ambition.
Maybe because it's SpringTime and Love is in the air.
In keeping with the romantic nature of the season, it features:
BANJO . . . . . The instrument made…
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Full moon, full of mystery
Full moon, shadows thru the trees
I can feel your spell, I’m beggin at you please
So long I been straight and true
No wrong has come into view
I can feel that dark side, all because of you
Way down…
This song pretty much sums up my life right now. No direction and no ambition.
Maybe because it's SpringTime and Love is in the air.
In keeping with the romantic nature of the season, it features:
BANJO . . . . . The instrument made…
This song pretty much sums up my life right now. No direction and no ambition.
Maybe because it's SpringTime and Love is in the air.
In keeping with the romantic nature of the season, it features:
BANJO . . . . . The instrument made…
Here's a song that battled me for quite awhile... so I am glad to say I've gotten it recorded. Still rough from my home studio, but trying out a few additional things on my keyboard to round out the sound around the ukulele. Thanks for listening…
I see I left you a comment yesterday while I was not signed in. I was on Park Point waiting for the lift bridge to come down.
You have done it again! That’s what I was thinking. Well constructed and interesting to listen to.
Well done Colleen!
The Winnowing Wind
I feel the wind blow thru me
Oh, please don't let it undo me
Let it level and true me
The Wind. The Winnowing Wind
And here I stand, alone, against the wind,
And, who am I to think that I
Can stand alone against the…
Just got my system up again after several hardware upgrade conflicts, and a move to California.
Been thinking about changing this songs ending for a while, finally getting around to it. Good to post here again!
Cheers,
Reef
I wrote this story with the intent to let the listener decide for themselves who the common thread may be.... But for me I'll dedicate this to my dear family and long time friends. Thanks for always being there for me.
I hope you enjoy…
Here's my submission for the songwriting challenge for MN Homebrew for April - playing off of theme of the Beatles hit song "Here Comes The Sun". It's also an ode to spring here in the northland of MN!!! We were in shorts this weekend. Hooray…
Since my ear found your voice
And my eye found your face
All the sights and the noise
Will never erase
The song I started singing
The song I sing today...
(C) 2019 Royal T Music
I wrote this about Violet.
I have a new love
Of course she doesn’t know
How can a work of art
Know when lovers come and go
And when the artist is the art!
My eyes are the eyes of the beholder
And my eyes are the eyes of the world…
…when the artist is the art…
Jackie Kelly sat next to me in 7th grade. She was great at diagramming sentences. I would catch up with her on the way to school and we would walk silently. She was buck-toothed and brash. I really liked her. I carved "JK" with a safety pin in…
I wrote the lyrics to this song a couple of weeks ago while thinking of personal reflections. I figured out the melody just in time to head down to Greg Connor's MN coffee table and get he and Mark Lofgren's great voices and guitars on it with…
Black is white
White is black
I crossed the line
I can’t go back
It all comes together
It all falls apart
I’m on the edge
From the start
I’ve gone Colour Blind
To her signs, Colour Blind
Tears on your face
A broken heart
Unkind…
I like the whistle, flute, recorder whatever it is!
A fitting comment on our society. I see these guys everyday in my rear view mirror. Nobody has any patience anymore.
It's a daily reminder that Darwin's theory of natural selection is alive and well.
Comments on Greg Connor's stuff
Really like the chord progression....and of course vocals are outstanding...great lyrics...this song really speaks to me...oh and as a side note...your "Taking Home The Pretty One" will be on Dirty Thumps CD that should be released very soon...your name is on the sleeve as writer...It has been copyrighted in Poland and I assume the rest of the world.. so check your mailbox for royalties:-) as soon as I get some CD's I will send you one....of course it is a little different than the original!!! as the producer/engineer says it is like Hendrix interpreting Dylan....lol
wow that was one great vocal, and an interesting progression. Really see a step up in this vocal......
Really like this mate
Great song, Greg!
Great feel to this song Greg - nice job.
Thanks for listening and commenting, this is cool great lyrics.
Awesome guitarwork !!! Lovely song :-)
Sad, sentimental, and wonderfully sung. Now THIS a train song.... play this one around your house, Greg.
Like it
Love it!
You a bad man. I mean that in a good way. Like bad ass!
Dig the harp playin' man.
This really speaks for me, thank you.
That is one great song Greg.....
Love it....... love it
What would you do with it if you DID catch it? :-D
Nice job
Excellent track
AWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Best love song ever!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You are just wonderful!!!!!!!!! Lucky Rita!!!! Lucky Greg!!!!!
Well,it would seem that even when you are in a "no ambition" mode you do really good. I liked your sound-on the porch. Loved the banjo playing. :) c
Comments made by Greg Connor
I see I left you a comment yesterday while I was not signed in. I was on Park Point waiting for the lift bridge to come down. You have done it again! That’s what I was thinking. Well constructed and interesting to listen to. Well done Colleen!
Wow! Beautiful lyrics and accompanying music.
Good stuff! I like the way it builds.
Pretty song / Sad story
Beautiful and peaceful
Nice Country Twanger!
Love it!
I love your description of your internet band. Sounds like fun. It has produce a wide range of musical styles.
Ok, now I'm logged in. Great song Colleen! Another Minnesota Coffee Table success.
Love it! Reminds me of all the stupid things I did as a kid.
Refreshing! Great Verses and Chorus. Just an uplifting and hopeful message.
Beautiful and Heartfelt song!
Yes, It made me stop and think.
You have a great style, very distinctive. A complete story in less than 3 minutes.
Beautiful Song Colleen! and lots of fun .
Interesting . . . sounds like a movie theme.
Playing along at home. This song is addictive.
Great Song / Nicely presented
I like the whistle, flute, recorder whatever it is! A fitting comment on our society. I see these guys everyday in my rear view mirror. Nobody has any patience anymore. It's a daily reminder that Darwin's theory of natural selection is alive and well.
Beautiful . . . . All the way through to the harpsichord.