In memory of my cousin Mike, nicknamed Shovel Head, because of the Harley Davidson Shovel Head motorcycle he drove.
Lyrics
I can feel the wind blow
Lean into that winding road
Setting Sun against my skin
Shift into that high gear
Get…
In memory of my cousin Mike, nicknamed Shovel Head, because of the Harley Davidson Shovel Head motorcycle he drove.
Lyrics
I can feel the wind blow
Lean into that winding road
Setting Sun against my skin
Shift into that high gear
Get…
In memory of my cousin Mike, nicknamed Shovel Head, because of the Harley Davidson Shovel Head motorcycle he drove.
Lyrics
I can feel the wind blow
Lean into that winding road
Setting Sun against my skin
Shift into that high gear
Get…
In memory of my cousin Mike, nicknamed Shovel Head, because of the Harley Davidson Shovel Head motorcycle he drove.
Lyrics
I can feel the wind blow
Lean into that winding road
Setting Sun against my skin
Shift into that high gear
Get…
In memory of my cousin Mike, nicknamed Shovel Head, because of the Harley Davidson Shovel Head motorcycle he drove.
Lyrics
I can feel the wind blow
Lean into that winding road
Setting Sun against my skin
Shift into that high gear
Get…
This might be one of my favorite songs of yours Greg.....lots of atmosphere and great guitar playing ..very tasteful....sorry to hear about your cousin though...way to young!
In memory of my cousin Mike, nicknamed Shovel Head, because of the Harley Davidson Shovel Head motorcycle he drove.
Lyrics
I can feel the wind blow
Lean into that winding road
Setting Sun against my skin
Shift into that high gear
Get…
In memory of my cousin Mike, nicknamed Shovel Head, because of the Harley Davidson Shovel Head motorcycle he drove.
Lyrics
I can feel the wind blow
Lean into that winding road
Setting Sun against my skin
Shift into that high gear
Get…
In memory of my cousin Mike, nicknamed Shovel Head, because of the Harley Davidson Shovel Head motorcycle he drove.
Lyrics
I can feel the wind blow
Lean into that winding road
Setting Sun against my skin
Shift into that high gear
Get…
In memory of my cousin Mike, nicknamed Shovel Head, because of the Harley Davidson Shovel Head motorcycle he drove.
Lyrics
I can feel the wind blow
Lean into that winding road
Setting Sun against my skin
Shift into that high gear
Get…
In memory of my cousin Mike, nicknamed Shovel Head, because of the Harley Davidson Shovel Head motorcycle he drove.
Lyrics
I can feel the wind blow
Lean into that winding road
Setting Sun against my skin
Shift into that high gear
Get…
performed by Ashley Reynolds
from the album "Sunny, sorta..."
and she opened her eyes
the frailness all gone
but she wasn’t surprised
it was fortold all along
and the healing complete
not a shell anymore
what a magical feat…
A song of hope...
and i apologize for the "noise"...I'll try to figure it out.
here are the lyrics.
waiting in the dark
never hearing the words
waiting for the spark
to revive a dying heart
so you think it's your fault
a buried belief…
Reg has never really understood Love.......... not in last 20years since first hearing this song .........it's still all a Mystery to him................
A friend of mine wrote a poem and asked me to make lyrics out of them. The lyrics are... [Intro] "The fading embers of the fire, which once burned in my heart, are slowly dying. And they will blow in the wind." [Chorus] "The flames have died…
This dark reggae tune has been hanging around in my "works in progress" folder for a while, but I was finally inspired to complete it when I borrowed a guitar from my friend Joe. Thanks, Joe!
Comments on Greg Connor's stuff
Nice groove. Any rider can dig it from the first groan of that scooter.
Nice way to honer your cuz Greg. I think I will learn that one , if you don't mind. Good song great guitar. Ted
So sorry on you're loss Greg, but man, what a beautiful send off
I echo every thing that has been said so far. This is a beautifully-crafted tribute.
This might be one of my favorite songs of yours Greg.....lots of atmosphere and great guitar playing ..very tasteful....sorry to hear about your cousin though...way to young!
Ride on Mike, The wind is in our Faces, the road is my Way, Ill love it and Live the Hyway! Hell Man thats My way! Slidey sweet and Hard Way!
Yeah it's fast. No,you can't ride it.
OUT THERE IN THE WIND, You caught a edge of riding freedom. 48 is early to leave. still chasing the horizon somewhere. Ride on, brother Michael
Catchy tune
Cool tune.
Nice lyrics. Just the other day, a co-worker was telling me how annoying he thought banjos were. :)
Thank you for your comments! This is a nice tune :)
Sweet banjo , guitar , Irish Whistle. Masterful arrangement
This song makes me smile :) nice work. beautiful song, Greg.
Thanks. I am loving the banjo broman! keep up the soulful work
nice stuff
hhr awsome mini van yayayayaya
Sounds great. Gotta love live music. I'm my way to jam!!
Nice Live Set of Originals. I would like to have been there...........Steve
Sounds like a great night out.........
Comments made by Greg Connor
Very Pretty
I like this!
Nice song! That guitar sounds great.
Interesting and totally unique
This must be an "all night" diner.
That trumpet sounds great!
Very melodic and fun to listen to.
Interesting sounds.
Great song!
I like this BIG sound with lots of feeling
This is pretty darn good!
This has a GREAT bounce to it! Good Happy Music
The tone you get out of that whistle is incredible! I just pushed the "Favorite" button.
I wish I could take guitar lessons from you! That's some good stuff.
Lots of POWER there! Good song.
Fun and light. A perfect start to my task filled day. No day off for me.
Beautiful layering of sound
I like the musical textures in this. Wonderful
Well done!
A very provocative, piece of music. I can relate to this!