Carolyn Wade Sending love ❤️. Love it and remember the memories of us. Button your shirt.(Gladys Burcham).

Becky Byrd Spicer Wiping a tear for all the relics I have kept, and those discarded.

Scarlett Maneikis So beautiful, n heart felt. I love it.

Doreen Peri Wonderful. Thank you for sharing this!

Daniel Payne This one hits. Heavy reflections on all the stuff that served me faithfully, and all the leaving was my doing. To reward all that loyalty, I do to my stuff what I always hate other people to do to me.

a masterpiece!

I don't understand being criticized for a track being TOO LOUD. Doesn't everybody have a "volume" knob?

It sounds like it's as old as the hills and I should be able to find Doc Watson or the Carter family. This is another one of yours that Joan Baez could really sing. I'm going to bug you for the full chords on this one.

This is another good for the happy song list, nice rhythm and a nice, melancholy, sentiment. Well done.

How old is that song? Was rhatvwritten from a personal stance if I may? LeAnna LeAnna M Christian Overall good song; performance and production JMT - I wrote/recorded this in 2011. Just looking at the poor man's perspective, (which I have knowledge of) noticing no matter how much he prays he's still poor. "Must be the wrong prayer."

How old is that song? Was rhatvwritten from a personal stance if I may? LeAnna LeAnna M Christian Overall good song; performance and production

Rosemarie Kempton wrote: Just finished listening to your memories of your horse Babe. Your words painted such a vivid portrait of your night rides that I felt like I was riding Babe, too. Beautifully done!

The heart can hold a lot of things: the sunshine and the flowers The chill that springs the falling leaves. Winter's darkest hours The rains that quench the thirsty earth. The buds that sprout and bloom Sometimes it tries to hold too much and there isn't enough room Sometimes it tries to hold too much The heart can hold a multitude. Family and Friends. There are things that life will give and things it only lends A wife becomes a mother, a son becomes a man There are things the heart can't hold And still it thinks it can There are things the heart can't hold The holdings of the bank are cold, but holding hands are warm The holdings of the mind are thoughts that in the moment form The hands that hold the tools that build the brushes for our art None are as enduring as the holdings of the heart The holdings of the heart are self-renewing On holdings of the heart, high interest, paid Holdings sometimes best be liquidated, yet we stay The heart can hold the music. The voices of the Time. The heart collects the little things. The pennies and the dimes The heart can try to measure the stature of a dream Pounding like the waters on the stones that block the streams Pounding like the waters The holdings of the bank are cold, but holding hands are warm The holdings of the mind are thoughts that in the moment form The hands that hold the tools that build the brushes for our art None are as enduring as the holdings of the heart None are self-renewing like the holdings of the heart

Well, Rosie's like a lot of folks She's just trying to stay afloat But she's got a broken boat She's a going down And Rosie's got her problems, friends She just tries to do her best Who's gonna do the rest She's a going down If god had longer arms, you know He'd reach on down to Rosie Reach on down to Rosie Reach on down (2) Etc...

This came out of a story in the Star Telegram about a guy that lived under one of the bridges near Trinity Park. I was angry at a reporter who did a story about him and it got him removed.

Talking about listening to "criticism:" A producer who lives down toward Houston called me one evening after he listened to , MY NEW SHORTS and he gave me advise on how I could and should "go ahead and finish," those songs. He had detailed suggestions for every one of them. I listened and thanked him for taking the time to listen and respond. Everything he said was sound advice about how to expand each of the short clips...one thing though, he missed the point of what I was doing. One GETS IT or one DOESN'T GET IT.

Another citizen of Lancaster street?

This is amazing. The vocals and instrumentation serve the song perfectly.

This Jack Hardy song is about one of Kerrvill's favorites. Gone now. Had a weekly song circle and spigetti feast at his apartment in New York for years. I nail his voice at a place or two. I also step a bit across the worshipful attitude line everyone had for him. He and I had an immediate connection. One night I was singing in some east Texas town and he was there, so, he got to hear my song before we lost him. Maybe the fact I was older than him allowed me a certain playfulness.

I kneel down on a calloused knee Hold my children close to me And I pray The Rich Man's Prayer It's not one that Jesus spoke That one turned into a joke So I pray The Rich Man's Prayer Not the prayer that Jesus said Not, "This day our daily bread." No, no, I pray The Rich Man's Prayer God only answers The Rich Man's Prayer I kneel down on a calloused knee Hold my children close to me And I pray The Rich Man's Prayer (C) 2011 Royal T Music

Gwyn Henry James Michael Taylor Oh, yes, this is beautiful,Jim.You should do more of this... spoken word,to music. I'm thinking that you have,tho! Or spoken word mixe w/ sung.

Lane Beauvais Another round of GMOs please. I'm sprouting wings and barking like a puppy cat.

Wade Jackson Well done brother. I always enjoy your approach to songs.

Jenni Mansfield Peal I really like that song. Raw and heartbreaking.

Gwyn Henry James Michael Taylor Kat took the words right out of my mouth... you do have a song for almost everything, and that's lucky for the world! But there will always be an "almost', so keep writing! Like Reply11m Active Gwyn Henry PS: Just listened to the song, one of your "shorts"... it is beautiful! Love the thoughtful melody in a minor key. Love the bits of harmony, love that distant echo at the end. This song sure has its own vibe, its own world...now you've got me thinking, maybe I could be a potter!

Kat Angel James Michael Taylor You have a song for everything 🤩 Your song makes me think you are sitting Indian style and are contemplating if being a potter is something you might do. You craft stories with your music.

Wade Jackson James Michael Taylor my brain just put a 7 turnaround after that ending major chord and wanted to add another verse… 😆 time is too short my friend !

I was speaking to those who kept telling me Peggy wasn't as pretty as I thought, thus, “When I said." She’s perfect,” I meant she’s Perfect for me." "You might not see her so perfectly." And then I was just riffing on what perfect means...

Kat Angel Very different and interesting. I like the changes in tempo and the story.

Kat Angel Nice imagery. You paint pictures with your songs

Pam Stakes That is AWESOME

Gwyn Henry Cute! I like the rhythm and claps.

Ruth Southern - I agree.

Jim Farmer JMT...Also wanna say that I love the sound produced on those 1/4" - 4 track machines. I listened to half the tunes on "Feathers in the Wind" & really enjoyed them. I'll tell you again that I'm a big fan of your writing and your voice. Truly great stuff, my friend.

Robert White Just reading the words, maybe to the tune of In Deams By Roy Orbinson! One of My Favorite's! I would love to Sing a Duet with You! My Voice is High like Roy Orbinson and can sing lower like Elvis! Thanks for sharing!🤗😎

Jack Lavender I could hear body parts tightening at the end.

Jody Jones So many wonderful songs you’ve penned James. Miss you.

James Kempton That was really good, Thsnks, Jim

Lazarus Knight Yep, the G is up there - Orbisonish indeed!

Kat Angel Yep, that was a high note. I can't hit it. Pretty song.