Just like two sides
Of the same silver dollar
We’re not alike but still the same
And your big life
Makes mine look smaller
I wonder if you know my name
I wait around
You might be calling
A telephone that never rings
End of the day…
Just like two sides
Of the same silver dollar
We’re not alike but still the same
And your big life
Makes mine look smaller
I wonder if you know my name
I wait around
You might be calling
A telephone that never rings
End of the day…
Just like two sides
Of the same silver dollar
We’re not alike but still the same
And your big life
Makes mine look smaller
I wonder if you know my name
I wait around
You might be calling
A telephone that never rings
End of the day…
Just like two sides
Of the same silver dollar
We’re not alike but still the same
And your big life
Makes mine look smaller
I wonder if you know my name
I wait around
You might be calling
A telephone that never rings
End of the day…
Just like two sides
Of the same silver dollar
We’re not alike but still the same
And your big life
Makes mine look smaller
I wonder if you know my name
I wait around
You might be calling
A telephone that never rings
End of the day…
Just like two sides
Of the same silver dollar
We’re not alike but still the same
And your big life
Makes mine look smaller
I wonder if you know my name
I wait around
You might be calling
A telephone that never rings
End of the day…
Boy I really like these lyrics. Makes me wonder who was in your mind's eye as you wrote this. Sausage customer, or music producer, or maybe someone else entirely. I am always so amazed at your songs! Love this!
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…
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…
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…
Bringing back Surf music!!!!!New song written by me and Andy Rashley from Southampton England.
Andy Rashley: Vocals and acoustic guitar
Ron Rouch: Bass and all other guitars
Just a simple Blues, I'm not a harp player, but I did the best I could, puffed me out !!! Oh yeh don't tell my mate Dave. He plays the harp on all my songs & he'll have guts for garters if he finds out !!!
This is a song about questions, especially after experiencing the loss of someone special.....here are the lyrics:
Down past the bridge
By Saint Peter‘s church
She hums a prayer
Her eyes blue and bare
She’s longing for comfort…
This song is inspired by the struggles currently going on in Syria....here are the lyrics:
Out in the streets, an awakening has begun
You brandish posters, they point a gun
Scrawled on the pavement with blood and tears
Says we the people…
Sitting around in my shop a couple of days ago with the Goodall and the Zoom H4N. First time I've really messed with using the internal mics on the H4N in multitrack mode
My first attempt at a Blumlein or Mid/Side recording. This one is actually a mid/side recording as I used a directional mic in combo with a figure 8 ribbon mic set at 90 degrees from the main mic. Thanks to Pat Broaders for the loan of the ribbon…
My kids told me to buck up, all my songs to date were dreary, kids eh! This is the acoustic version of this song. When you're bored with this, I'll upload the upbeat one
I listened to the versions back to back.
The electric version has some pretty neat aspects to it, like the drum track, and the distorted guitar.
I'm still leaning toward the acoustic version. I like the acoustic guitar, and the overall feel of it.
Of course, I'm getting to be an old fart. Maybe that has something to do with it.
Comments on Greg Connor's stuff
Very beautiful song-writing...awesome.
Just wonderful :)
Excellent Greg.
Wow... Great Lyrics for the Country Charts. Like your singing and guitar playing :) c
Beautiful! Melodic and heartfelt.
Boy I really like these lyrics. Makes me wonder who was in your mind's eye as you wrote this. Sausage customer, or music producer, or maybe someone else entirely. I am always so amazed at your songs! Love this!
Great song. Love the lyrics :-)
Top, Top tune Greg.....
Wonderful laid back feel to this. Superb vocal locks into it perfectly. Top stuff.
Nice Work Greg. I like the sound of your chord progression
That acoustic is slammin'. Real pro Greg.
Beautifully done.
Wow! Another fantastic song. Love it!!!! It's going to be another Greg song I can't get out of my head...
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 :-)
Comments made by Greg Connor
This sounds like the song about the older brother. Another good one!
Great Song Roger! I could tell it was about your Grand daughter before I read the footnotes. I have a 4 year old neighbor. She's pretty special too.
Nice groove on this one Ron! You can really get some good tone out of your guitars!
Really gets the blood pumping! I caught myself singing lyrics to it. It's a natural fit.
The autoharp is a great idea. Very creative!
Lot of feeling there!
Nice reflective song.
"I'm done with all my Wild Days" ??? I don't believe you! I thought the harmonica sounded great.
Very touching
Very Light and Pretty! This one hit the spot.
Good song!
Good old time favorite
Nice groove. Good texture changes, all the way through. Interesting twist at the end.
Let's hope it doesn't come to this. I really enjoyed the sound effects.
Beautiful
This just carries me away.
This was a treat for the ears this morning!
One of my favorite songs! I like your picking style, as always. The banjo is a nice touch too.
Oooooh . . . That hit the sweet spot.
I listened to the versions back to back. The electric version has some pretty neat aspects to it, like the drum track, and the distorted guitar. I'm still leaning toward the acoustic version. I like the acoustic guitar, and the overall feel of it. Of course, I'm getting to be an old fart. Maybe that has something to do with it.