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…
It's not what you're thinking. They don't make shine around here no more, do they Vernon? VERNON! WAKE UP. This is an old song we used to sing on the way to church when Vernon DIDN"T KEEP FALLING ASLEEP ALL THE TIME!!
This is an answer to the question posed to me by Bethan Mathis. This is how I've been feeling this week. I'm okay. I've just come to the realization about the rhythm of life.
ER
Right back at you .... "Been there, done that".
Sometimes I think that the more different we think we are, the more we're just the same, or at least our situations seem similar.
I guess that's the long way of saying that I can relate to your song.
Very moving, and thought provoking.
I think it's adaptable to all types of singing styles too. For example, I can see myself playing this on my acoustic guitar.
a new song finally came out of my head .....
Here's the lyrics:
Numbers spinning ‘round my head
like bees around a hive
if I try to divide them
they only multiply
even if I round them up
or try to find their root
colors swirling ‘round my…
new for you, for me, for my dogs, for the late night jogs, early morning coffee mugs...they say he had a real "dog" complex but I guess it was better than have a real god complex
come away, come away
away from trouble
away from care
come away, come away
away from sorrow
away from fear
may the cool wind find you
through a thousand thoughts unsaid
gather you in
weary day behind you
and you can lay your head…
This is "Hands Down" my favorite so far.
I love that image "May the cool wind find you ..."
And of course the Irish whistle ... well that just fills me with envy!
Music and lyrics by Brian Vaughn.
I shouldn't have to say this, but I can't stand this silence.
And I wonder if you know what i'm going through.
It seems way too common for words and acts to disagree,
But I expected more from you.
I told…
This is what the creative process looks like. The music, especially the guitar playing if unique and captivating.
The singing is different too. I think it's the phrasing that is catching my attention.
Well Done!
So I dropped the guitar into DADGAD tuning for the first time, threw a capo on the third fret, rifled off something nice, and sent it to Movement to Contact for his contribution, got it back, did some mixing...
Here is the result.
YOU NEED…
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
This is a remarkable presentation of a wonderful song. Outstanding Lisa!
Great harmony. A real treat to listen to. I know it kept me awake, but good luck with Vern
Excellent song Roger. My Sister and nephew agree!
This would make some interesting background music. It really frees a person's mind.
Igor ... You have the touch.
Right back at you .... "Been there, done that". Sometimes I think that the more different we think we are, the more we're just the same, or at least our situations seem similar. I guess that's the long way of saying that I can relate to your song.
Wow ... quite a contrast to your last tune. You certainly know how to catch my attention. This is great!
Very moving, and thought provoking. I think it's adaptable to all types of singing styles too. For example, I can see myself playing this on my acoustic guitar.
Nice bouncy beat with clear vocals. It's a winner!
Not usually my kind of music, but there is something about it that is intriguing. Nice Going!
I built up an appetite listening to "My Little Garden". I like this Folk Music Style a lot. Nice one Terry! Keep them coming.
Quite an image Roger! I wonder how many of us will be there to greet you when you get there? Nice swing to this song, and very relaxed.
I love it John! FIRST CLASS SONG "Plenty Greedy Bastards"
Great singing, Great Playing, and the tone you achieve on the whistle is incredible. One Fine Job!
You blew me away with this Lisa! Wow!
Finally ..... A Folk Song Around Here!
This is "Hands Down" my favorite so far. I love that image "May the cool wind find you ..." And of course the Irish whistle ... well that just fills me with envy!
This is what the creative process looks like. The music, especially the guitar playing if unique and captivating. The singing is different too. I think it's the phrasing that is catching my attention. Well Done!
Igor ... You have the touch!
This one is good too, although, I think you hit the bullseye on your last version.