I just listened to A YEAR IN JAIL. both versions. Yours is much better than mine.
Jeff
Jeff Prince
Thanks. I remember approaching it as a straight-ahead country-and-western song vocally, and the production is good, especially toward the end. Great song. The music is better from the 1st note.
About "A Year In Jail 122814 Jim"
Capo @ 2 in D (E) Dropped D tuning
D G Bb A
A year in jail can change man
You hang on to everything you can
Some things just bound to slip away
I’m stuck in a cell with I don’t know what
Can’t sleep a wink is all I got
One foot on the floor, ten cigarettes a day
The bang of the gate. The blink of the light
All locked up and safe at night
Singing in the choir and dreaming I’ll Fly Away
Breakfast is stale so I stay in bed
Thinkin’ about my mama and what she said
But my thots and mama are a thousand miles away
G D G Bb A
Can’t pull the shade. Can’t shut the door
Falling down the stairs from the seventh floor
I pump pig iron til I got no more
I’m so damn tired I can’t keep score
D
Weather? There’s no weather.
Time? I got plenty of time.
G D
Laying down tracks, trying to keep it all together
G Bb A
Soaking up the change…never dropping a dime
Some glad morning I will fly away, Some glad morning
A year in Jail or maybe two
Maybe three. What’s that to you?
I’m out of sight so I’ve been out of mind
But I’ll be headed home with brand new clothes
Shiny shoes and a cleaned up nose
Then I’ll take the first job I can find
Windows all so dirty and high
There’s nothing to look at so I don’t try
Cry and cry until my eyes are dry
And everything in here is a god damned lie…
A move to the farm with a custody bump.
A book I found at the prison dump
A thousand hens and a thousand eggs a day
A pint of blood for a piece of cake
A pat on the back for the belts I make…
No fence out here but I decide to stay
Weather? There’s no weather.
Time? I got plenty of time…
Agreed with Carey Wolff article "Ghost of John Murphy's Voices" from: http://www.fwweekly.com/2014/01/29/killer-or-filler-22/
Also: hope that ghosts will not sell all gear and promptly *** :)
Em
Well, some folks got big noses
Some folks got big ass
Some folks stand out in the aisle
Make it hard to pass
Am
Some folks got money
Em
They say, “That’s just how it goes.”
B7 A
They make it hard for folks like me
Am Em
To keep…
Finally, at last... I've got something finished...
Been working on this for a few weeks.
A bit of a rocker... (and an aging lecherous one at that)
I got it as close as I could and then mixed it loud... I've over-cooked it slightly - but…
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I just listened to A YEAR IN JAIL. both versions. Yours is much better than mine. Jeff Jeff Prince Thanks. I remember approaching it as a straight-ahead country-and-western song vocally, and the production is good, especially toward the end. Great song. The music is better from the 1st note.
About "A Year In Jail 122814 Jim" Capo @ 2 in D (E) Dropped D tuning D G Bb A A year in jail can change man You hang on to everything you can Some things just bound to slip away I’m stuck in a cell with I don’t know what Can’t sleep a wink is all I got One foot on the floor, ten cigarettes a day The bang of the gate. The blink of the light All locked up and safe at night Singing in the choir and dreaming I’ll Fly Away Breakfast is stale so I stay in bed Thinkin’ about my mama and what she said But my thots and mama are a thousand miles away G D G Bb A Can’t pull the shade. Can’t shut the door Falling down the stairs from the seventh floor I pump pig iron til I got no more I’m so damn tired I can’t keep score D Weather? There’s no weather. Time? I got plenty of time. G D Laying down tracks, trying to keep it all together G Bb A Soaking up the change…never dropping a dime Some glad morning I will fly away, Some glad morning A year in Jail or maybe two Maybe three. What’s that to you? I’m out of sight so I’ve been out of mind But I’ll be headed home with brand new clothes Shiny shoes and a cleaned up nose Then I’ll take the first job I can find Windows all so dirty and high There’s nothing to look at so I don’t try Cry and cry until my eyes are dry And everything in here is a god damned lie… A move to the farm with a custody bump. A book I found at the prison dump A thousand hens and a thousand eggs a day A pint of blood for a piece of cake A pat on the back for the belts I make… No fence out here but I decide to stay Weather? There’s no weather. Time? I got plenty of time…
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This is AWESOME!!! I've been waiting to use the word "Huzzah" on Alonetone, but HUZZAH to your great great cover.
Nice one
Agreed with Carey Wolff article "Ghost of John Murphy's Voices" from: http://www.fwweekly.com/2014/01/29/killer-or-filler-22/ Also: hope that ghosts will not sell all gear and promptly *** :)
It plays, I can't figure out how to save it to my computer...if it's for sale, i don't see that anywhere either...
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Brilliant!
nice alt version although i still like the original version best
this is a gooder 'un
nice gritty vocals
great vocals