Sometimes we decide to do things just to find that it takes more than making a decision to actually do things.
WASTED TEARS
There'll be no wasted tears running down my cheek
There'll be no wasted cries in my troubled sleep
No wasted hours…
Facebook is a horrible thing. The real world keeps intruding into the perfectly peaceful virtual world.
REAL MEN
Real men, keep stealing', my pretend girlfriend
Real men keep butting' in. They've done it again. Real men
No one seems to…
Sometimes we decide to do things just to find that it takes more than making a decision to actually do things.
WASTED TEARS
There'll be no wasted tears running down my cheek
There'll be no wasted cries in my troubled sleep
No wasted hours…
Sometimes we decide to do things just to find that it takes more than making a decision to actually do things.
WASTED TEARS
There'll be no wasted tears running down my cheek
There'll be no wasted cries in my troubled sleep
No wasted hours…
Sometimes we decide to do things just to find that it takes more than making a decision to actually do things.
WASTED TEARS
There'll be no wasted tears running down my cheek
There'll be no wasted cries in my troubled sleep
No wasted hours…
Facebook is a horrible thing. The real world keeps intruding into the perfectly peaceful virtual world.
REAL MEN
Real men, keep stealing', my pretend girlfriend
Real men keep butting' in. They've done it again. Real men
No one seems to…
Facebook is a horrible thing. The real world keeps intruding into the perfectly peaceful virtual world.
REAL MEN
Real men, keep stealing', my pretend girlfriend
Real men keep butting' in. They've done it again. Real men
No one seems to…
Facebook is a horrible thing. The real world keeps intruding into the perfectly peaceful virtual world.
REAL MEN
Real men, keep stealing', my pretend girlfriend
Real men keep butting' in. They've done it again. Real men
No one seems to…
THE DENA WIND
The winds, they blow down thru the canyon
(Dena and I met in Canyon, Texas to check out a museum.)
Blowing so wild and free
And the night is my only companion
As they're blowing La Dena to me
Blowing in the wind
Canyons…
Facebook is a horrible thing. The real world keeps intruding into the perfectly peaceful virtual world.
REAL MEN
Real men, keep stealing', my pretend girlfriend
Real men keep butting' in. They've done it again. Real men
No one seems to…
Facebook is a horrible thing. The real world keeps intruding into the perfectly peaceful virtual world.
REAL MEN
Real men, keep stealing', my pretend girlfriend
Real men keep butting' in. They've done it again. Real men
No one seems to…
Facebook is a horrible thing. The real world keeps intruding into the perfectly peaceful virtual world.
REAL MEN
Real men, keep stealing', my pretend girlfriend
Real men keep butting' in. They've done it again. Real men
No one seems to…
Sequoia Memories...Capo @ 5
C
Off the coast of California
Where the dolphins ride the waves
We stood and watched them from the cliffs above
Until the sunlight went away
Then we slept in ancient shadows
Underneath the redwood trees…
There's not a drop of RICH MAN'S BLOOD
in the puddles of this war.
But the blood that's spilled's become a flood
of the hungry and the poor.
There is not a trace of RICH MAN'S BLOOD
in the bags that hang beside
the beds of legless soldiers…
I wrote this after I sang with a friend
at his mother's funeral.
He had always wondered
why he looked nothing like his brothers...
DOOR MAT
Key - A
A) My daddy treated Mama like a door mat
D) Me and little brother didn't like that…
I wrote this after I sang with a friend
at his mother's funeral.
He had always wondered
why he looked nothing like his brothers...
DOOR MAT
Key - A
A) My daddy treated Mama like a door mat
D) Me and little brother didn't like that…
The song tells the story...
"You are tuned to WBAP, Fort Worth, Texas."
Daddy asked, "Where is Jimmy?" Daddy asking, "Where is Jimmy?"
Daddy asking, "Where is Jimmy, now?"
Daddy asked, "Where is Jimmy?" Daddy wondering, "Where is Jimmy…
I wrote this after I sang with a friend
at his mother's funeral.
He had always wondered
why he looked nothing like his brothers...
DOOR MAT
Key - A
A) My daddy treated Mama like a door mat
D) Me and little brother didn't like that…
This is all me...
VOICES
There is something deep inside that wants to laugh and cry
Something that would like to tell it's story
There is something deep inside that wants to dance and wants to fly
Maybe you would guess it's called the…
LISA MAKES APPOINTMENTS
Capo @ 3 in C
C stepping down G
Lisa makes appointments for her friends to come and cry
She’s got a comfy shoulder and an empathetic sigh
Am. F. Am. F
Lisa’s…
BEAVERS AND WILLOWS
Capo @ 5 in C
C) Like beavers and willows (G
Bats and mosquitos
F) Toad C) frogs and G) flies (C
Algae and oil spills
Shovels and coal hills
Black holes and light
(C) 2020 Royal T Music
About "If I'd Been A Lutheran *"
Dodie told me not to use her real name.
C Csus C Csus
C Csus C
If I had been a Lutheran I might have married
Csus
Dodie Harris…
CATFISH FISHIN'
a song by my buddie,
Guthrie Kennard
Three days of rain
Mud between my toes
First day of sun
Cut me a cain pole
I’m goin’ catfish fishin’
I’m goin’ catfish fishin
Catfish I’m fishin
Catfish fish fishin’
Lilly…
Ashley and I had been talking...
I recorded this with Pete Thompson out at Texas Central. Pete did the drums, percussion and bass. I'm not happy with my guitar and vocals but too excited getting it off the page to wait. I'll update it when…
Lazarus Knight
It has a nice bounce. It is original but with a slight "Lost in Margaritaville" vine. I like the arrangement! How many harmony parts was that?
FOR A PENNY
From the moment Toy saw the light
he was the center of attention.
In a room full of sunlight and 'Welcome,"
he was a new dimension.
Tiny traveler, arriving wet
Peggy hardly breaking a sweat
Toy was born in the middle of the…
FOR A PENNY
From the moment Toy saw the light
he was the center of attention.
In a room full of sunlight and 'Welcome,"
he was a new dimension.
Tiny traveler, arriving wet
Peggy hardly breaking a sweat
Toy was born in the middle of the…
ROCKING CHAIR
Well, I got one on the porch and I got one in the den
And just enough umph for the condition I'm in
I sit myself down and close my tired eyes
And I lean back. Go for a ride. "Rocking chair."
I rock off to sleep and I dream…
ROCKING CHAIR
Well, I got one on the porch and I got one in the den
And just enough umph for the condition I'm in
I sit myself down and close my tired eyes
And I lean back. Go for a ride. "Rocking chair."
I rock off to sleep and I dream…
Just thinking about Happiness. Thinking about how she said she was leaving because she wanted to be happy.
HAPPY Key - C walking down...
Happy is the anvil as the hammer strikes the blade
A fleeting spark that fades as the memory is made…
Just thinking about Happiness. Thinking about how she said she was leaving because she wanted to be happy.
HAPPY Key - C walking down...
Happy is the anvil as the hammer strikes the blade
A fleeting spark that fades as the memory is made…
KAMP KERR
Well, I ain't no hero. I'm just trying to survive
Me and Cindy, we just staying alive
We got a hurt in our heart and a tear in our eye
But, we ain't heroes
There's a small-town constable, he likes to play cop
So he bought a…
NO NEW LOVE
Ain't no new love like an old love in this town
Ain't no new love like an old love to take and turn my heart around
Stop it on a dime when you said that you'd be mine
Ain't no new love like an old love in my heart
Ain't no…
Robert Hayden wrote:My God is there no end to your creative ability. Musician, story teller, actor to name a few. No new love is a masterpiece. Part whimsey, part art, part time machine. A wonderful work my friend.
This song is akin to REMEMBERING BABE. Another night to Keren's. Almost got caught by the cops. Saw 'em coming so Babe and I hid in the olive orchard until they turned off the spot light and left. THEN, I did what came to be called my Night Ride…
This song is akin to REMEMBERING BABE. Another night to Keren's. Almost got caught by the cops. Saw 'em coming so Babe and I hid in the olive orchard until they turned off the spot light and left. THEN, I did what came to be called my Night Ride thru Woodlake. Dad suspected it was me. Galloping down one street off Main at 3 AM got the attention of a few.
There is nothing like the presence of a horse. The quiet understanding. The gentle strength.
Woodlake, California...1961. I had a horse. She was my friend.
There were times in my teens when Babe was the only being that did not judge me…
This is a well written song
LeAnna
Bravo
LeAnna
You def have the Nashville songwriters gene
LeAnna
Rather a nice mix of Neil Young meets Jim Croce meets Merle Haggard
LeAnna
With a but of nuance
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GHOST TOWN capo @ 2 in C
C Em F G C
I…
There is nothing like the presence of a horse. The quiet understanding. The gentle strength.
Woodlake, California...1961. I had a horse. She was my friend.
There were times in my teens when Babe was the only being that did not judge me…
That was beautifully written and played. I mustn't forget to say that it's beautifully narrated in your song. I was there!
Bravo!
P.S. I know where your namesake got his style. - George Garner
Comments on James Michael Taylor's stuff
A cool blast of reality
You cool dude!!! I love everything about this!
Sounds like a song that could be part of a stage production. Believable and emotional delivery, very nice guitar in there. B
enjoyed this. those harmonies are perfect!
Heartfelt stuff. Very thought provoking...
No FB for me....I prefer anti-social networking. Cool track man.
Oh yeah, this is a real cool track. Love it.
Disgrace book is what I call it. Great track mate.
A beauty , love the way that guitar melody is played.
JMT you have a legacy worth of recordings here....phewww.....its gonna be awhile beforebI can get through these. Enjoying what I am hearing..)
love the vocal work! It has an AM radio driving thru the midwest feel goin on. i dig!
Rock on Jimmy,
love it!
I'm sorry man
This is a great song
So perfectly said...A sad and hideous fact of human existence.
Top song mate.
Excellent all round , great listen
Like the layered vocal , great lyric
..."My dad was the guy to fix your tv And he could fix a Fender or a Peavey" Awesome :D
Comments made by James Michael Taylor
Carlene Lloyd - WoW!
"A song I should be singing." Laz, "Absolutely."
LeeAnne m Christian -I listened 2 all of Shorts- really like!
Leanne M Christian - Aah, nice flow.
That was cool -Denise Albright
Lazarus Knight It has a nice bounce. It is original but with a slight "Lost in Margaritaville" vine. I like the arrangement! How many harmony parts was that?
Just listened. Such a beauty of a song and son. You both are Truly Blessed. Thanks - Connie Ramsey
Connie Ramsey - Such a beauty of a song and son.
Candy Davis What a soothing, tender, poignant song! I love it. ❤
Leslie Young - I like that a lot.
Wow. Phil Hennen
Words come from you like an underground spring , constantly flowing . Karen Lee
"Wow!" Phillip Hennen
Robert Hayden wrote:My God is there no end to your creative ability. Musician, story teller, actor to name a few. No new love is a masterpiece. Part whimsey, part art, part time machine. A wonderful work my friend.
This song is akin to REMEMBERING BABE. Another night to Keren's. Almost got caught by the cops. Saw 'em coming so Babe and I hid in the olive orchard until they turned off the spot light and left. THEN, I did what came to be called my Night Ride thru Woodlake. Dad suspected it was me. Galloping down one street off Main at 3 AM got the attention of a few.
Love. Love. Thank you for sharing. I'm sharing it. - LeAnne M Christian
This is a well written song LeAnna Bravo LeAnna You def have the Nashville songwriters gene LeAnna Rather a nice mix of Neil Young meets Jim Croce meets Merle Haggard LeAnna With a but of nuance
"This old house is a raincoat I put on" LOVE IT LeAnne M Christian
Nice. You write that? -LeAnne Christian
That was beautifully written and played. I mustn't forget to say that it's beautifully narrated in your song. I was there! Bravo! P.S. I know where your namesake got his style. - George Garner