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…
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…
Oh gosh, Greg, how beautiful! I miss you bunches over at ez. Make a deal with you -- come back to Richard's and I'll give alonetone another try. Stay gorgeous! GEM
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…
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…
Tell you what Greg, most us strain to write a song, you just pop them out, like this one. Just like that !!! A song that sure put's a smile on my face & makes me warm inside
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 a kinda Folky mood. Maybe the sad loss of Pete last month and watching the British Folk awards, so, dug out an old one that always came out when we had friends around for drinkies , a bit of grub and a chat. My be a few more to come, while…
While on our European journey last summer, we stopped at an American Cemetery in between Venice and Florance Italy. It was a gray wind swept day, long rows of white crosses ran across a deep green grass field. I have read a bit about the allied…
** THIS IS ONLY 6 min long NOT 41 like it says, im not sure why, the mp3 tags going in to at are say 6:10)
Inspired by a magic day in Switzerland, we hiked among flowers in the Alps below the Eiger, had lunch outside just below the North Face…
The opening track to this year's RPM album.
PATCHWORK PLAN
You don’t have a job and I don’t have a place to stay
I make just enough for all the bills you have to pay
We won’t roll in dough but who needs money anyway
It don’t sound half…
What instrument played in the lead break? Very interesting. It was a perfect change up.
These women that you keep singing about . . . I'd like to meet a few of them.
Lyrics:
Don’t you bow, to kings and queens
Rise above, everything
If the devil beckons, and the angels sing
Don’t listen to, anything
The time has come, to raise your hands
C’mon everybody, take a stand
Higher, Higher, Higher, Higher…
RPM tack 2 --i stand atop the cathedral Notre Dame, fluffy white clouds float in an electric blue sky, gazing towards to Tour De Eiffel, i notice a small balloon flitting and flying along in the gentle summer breeze over the skyline of Paris
Collaboration with Freight Drive Reprobates (music) and Darkarma (lyrics).
Don't think it's my best, but it's been hanging around for so long, I needed to get it out so I can move on to the next one :)
Enjoy!
Good song here! You guys sound like you're having fun!
I loved the comment you left on my last song. You got me laughing pretty good!
*Good Luck* with the RPM 2014 Challenge.
Jan. demo for RPM 2014. Don't know if I will redo it for the album, so here it is for now...
Things I Might Have Said
--
You ask me how I'm doing
and I might have to lie
And say I'm doing well
at least I'm getting by
You'll say my…
Comments on Greg Connor's stuff
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.
Oh, so many could identify with this beautiful song. Tenderly done Greg.
Currenly kicking my admiration into overdrive
Oh gosh, Greg, how beautiful! I miss you bunches over at ez. Make a deal with you -- come back to Richard's and I'll give alonetone another try. Stay gorgeous! GEM
This wonderfull music just flows from you my friend. Another excellent one! Daryl
A well written song. Resonates on several levels.
Great lyrics Greg......another outstanding song!!!!
Greg...great song...certainly 'a keeper'.
Iam back for more....Excellent
You know you're listening to a good song when you find yourself going "wow, that's about me!"
Now that is what I call a Greg Connor song.! It pleases me no end just to know you're out there writing your heart out in these songs.
Sweet gentle looking back without anger
Tell you what Greg, most us strain to write a song, you just pop them out, like this one. Just like that !!! A song that sure put's a smile on my face & makes me warm inside
Oh yes . I get it! Instantly Faved'
Comments made by Greg Connor
Big smile this morning finding this. You both sound like you're having fun!
This hits the spot this morning. A little melancholy, just like our cold weather lately. I like the harmony.
I like that Latin influence
This is a nice set of songs for your RPM 2014.
Nice!
Another beautiful piece. Sounds like you had a great European vacation. My Father In Law was stationed off Italy during World War II.
You have the touch Richard. This is like taking a 6 minute break from everything going on today.
Nice version of one of my favorite songs.
Great story telling.
What instrument played in the lead break? Very interesting. It was a perfect change up. These women that you keep singing about . . . I'd like to meet a few of them.
You have the touch! I love it. I had this visual image of three backup singers in skimpy skirts singing the chorus with you.
Richard, It's a beautiful piece of music. It just carries me away.
Beautiful . . . You have conveyed the feeling perfectly.
I like it! Interesting melody and lyrics and you got a great back up band!
Good song here! You guys sound like you're having fun! I loved the comment you left on my last song. You got me laughing pretty good! *Good Luck* with the RPM 2014 Challenge.
Good story telling and fun to hear the banjo.
Outstanding!
You just blew me away! Excellent Kirk
Interesting start to the song. Nice song! Good start to RPM Challenge 2014.
Good blend, Electric Guitar and Harmonica! Well done guys.