Just musing about all the "can do" quotes I see on Facebook.
If I could play the fiddle, I’ll tell you what I’d do
I’d believe in what you say and I’d believe in you
But I can’t play the fiddle no matter how many I try
Since I was in the…
Just musing about all the "can do" quotes I see on Facebook.
If I could play the fiddle, I’ll tell you what I’d do
I’d believe in what you say and I’d believe in you
But I can’t play the fiddle no matter how many I try
Since I was in the…
The "umph" heard round the world.
This month the killing of Lee Harvey Oswald will be 50 years ago.
A remembrance by GHOST OF JOHN MURPHY. On the VOICES CD.
(C) 2013 Royal T Music
The "umph" heard round the world.
This month the killing of Lee Harvey Oswald will be 50 years ago.
A remembrance by GHOST OF JOHN MURPHY. On the VOICES CD.
(C) 2013 Royal T Music
Just musing about all the "can do" quotes I see on Facebook.
If I could play the fiddle, I’ll tell you what I’d do
I’d believe in what you say and I’d believe in you
But I can’t play the fiddle no matter how many I try
Since I was in the…
Just musing about all the "can do" quotes I see on Facebook.
If I could play the fiddle, I’ll tell you what I’d do
I’d believe in what you say and I’d believe in you
But I can’t play the fiddle no matter how many I try
Since I was in the…
PEGGY'S GONE Key of F
Peggy’s gone. After 29 years.
Three grown children. What am I doing here.
Why am I still alive? What am I supposed to do?
I ask myself. I’m asking you.
Peggy’s gone. She says it’s for good
I say, “That’s bad,” but…
Just strolling thru old JMT albums, stopped at DON'T... played PEGGY'S GONE... Gawd! My dear old friend... I'd forgotten! Such pain poured out... into such a beautiful song! It still makes me cry... I cry now. (JQM)
She had a beer and I drank water
Rectangle pizzas cut in quarters
But to me none of that mattered
She was the Woman At The Well
We ordered appetizers
Four bucks apiece it's Happy Hour
I couldn't take my eyes off her
I drove the car. She…
She had a beer and I drank water
Rectangle pizzas cut in quarters
But to me none of that mattered
She was the Woman At The Well
We ordered appetizers
Four bucks apiece it's Happy Hour
I couldn't take my eyes off her
I drove the car. She…
She had a beer and I drank water
Rectangle pizzas cut in quarters
But to me none of that mattered
She was the Woman At The Well
We ordered appetizers
Four bucks apiece it's Happy Hour
I couldn't take my eyes off her
I drove the car. She…
Very nice... this is a prime example of how the words of a JMT song can flow so effortlessly into a captivating story... how JMT can "paint" a "canvas" with sound.
It hit me...I know so many sides of so many arguments it's all become useless.
TOO MUCH
I’ve heard too much. I’ve seen too much
Don’t ask me any questions because
I know too much
I’ve read too much. I’ve written too much
Consider…
I JUST NEED A GIRLFRIEND
‘TIL MY BABY COMES BACK Key - D
I just need a girlfriend ‘til my baby
comes back. ‘Til my baby comes back.
‘Til m baby comes back
It ain't no permanent position
And there's no lifetime guarantee
You'll be…
Sometimes it's hard to figure out what just happened. And then again it's sometimes hard to figure out something that happened years ago.
(To answer the question by the commenter, that's all me and my little self all alone in the basement…
Sometimes it's hard to figure out what just happened. And then again it's sometimes hard to figure out something that happened years ago.
(To answer the question by the commenter, that's all me and my little self all alone in the basement…
"Somewhere between the stumbling and the falling..."
SOMEWHERE
G capo @ 2 - live @ 4
Somewhere between the summer and the winter
The leaves between the tree tops and the fall
Somewhere between my heart and circled letters
Somewhere…
PAGAN MAN
Pagan man in a pagan land
You need britches britches
Sell 'em to the Indian
Trade 'em to the Indian
Dump 'em on the Indian
Pagan man in a pagan land
You need horses, horses
Sell 'em to the Indian
Trade 'em to the Indian…
PAGAN MAN
Pagan man in a pagan land
You need britches britches
Sell 'em to the Indian
Trade 'em to the Indian
Dump 'em on the Indian
Pagan man in a pagan land
You need horses, horses
Sell 'em to the Indian
Trade 'em to the Indian…
Sometimes it's hard to figure out what just happened. And then again it's sometimes hard to figure out something that happened years ago.
(To answer the question by the commenter, that's all me and my little self all alone in the basement…
Sometimes it's hard to figure out what just happened. And then again it's sometimes hard to figure out something that happened years ago.
(To answer the question by the commenter, that's all me and my little self all alone in the basement…
Sometimes it's hard to figure out what just happened. And then again it's sometimes hard to figure out something that happened years ago.
(To answer the question by the commenter, that's all me and my little self all alone in the basement…
THE COUCH - key - C
https://fb.watch/lIEUn31mBZ/
https://www.facebook.com/100054814402634/videos/2856132984527543/
1-C 4-F
Today we put the couch out by the road
5-G…
THE COUCH - key - C
https://fb.watch/lIEUn31mBZ/
https://www.facebook.com/100054814402634/videos/2856132984527543/
1-C 4-F
Today we put the couch out by the road
5-G…
THE COUCH - key - C
https://fb.watch/lIEUn31mBZ/
https://www.facebook.com/100054814402634/videos/2856132984527543/
1-C 4-F
Today we put the couch out by the road
5-G…
Shirley Crawford
Hello…old friend. This one hits me in the heart. When we moved here to NM back in June… we left behind in the house, our old couch that we’d used for 22 years. It had been my parents before that. It was probably close to 40 yrs old. And yes, it made into a bed.
THE COUCH - key - C
https://fb.watch/lIEUn31mBZ/
https://www.facebook.com/100054814402634/videos/2856132984527543/
1-C 4-F
Today we put the couch out by the road
5-G…
THE COUCH - key - C
https://fb.watch/lIEUn31mBZ/
https://www.facebook.com/100054814402634/videos/2856132984527543/
1-C 4-F
Today we put the couch out by the road
5-G…
THE COUCH - key - C
https://fb.watch/lIEUn31mBZ/
https://www.facebook.com/100054814402634/videos/2856132984527543/
1-C 4-F
Today we put the couch out by the road
5-G…
THE COUCH - key - C
https://fb.watch/lIEUn31mBZ/
https://www.facebook.com/100054814402634/videos/2856132984527543/
1-C 4-F
Today we put the couch out by the road
5-G…
THE COUCH - key - C
https://fb.watch/lIEUn31mBZ/
https://www.facebook.com/100054814402634/videos/2856132984527543/
1-C 4-F
Today we put the couch out by the road
5-G…
THE COUCH - key - C
https://fb.watch/lIEUn31mBZ/
https://www.facebook.com/100054814402634/videos/2856132984527543/
1-C 4-F
Today we put the couch out by the road
5-G…
THE COUCH - key - C
https://fb.watch/lIEUn31mBZ/
https://www.facebook.com/100054814402634/videos/2856132984527543/
1-C 4-F
Today we put the couch out by the road
5-G…
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.
america is a state of micro-managed fascism.
its many laws are the product of overpaid lawyer, judges, politicians, police, and pundits.
compulsory schooling streamlines personality traits,
departmentalized careers collapse cognition.
CIAFBIDHSNSALPD…
i see a path,
it's a trail.
i see a road,
thru these woods.
And on that road,
we move so fast.
we move so fast,
it changes us.
and we make the changes
we move so fast,
wheels sprout under us,
then they become wings.
and it changes us.
and not…
After reading the book: The Immortal Life of Henryetta Lacks by Rebecca Skloot. Google HeLa cells and you'll get the whole story. The most famous cell line EVER.
RUN HeLa RUN
Her name was Henryetta Lacks but she never knew
Her family finally…
When it becomes apparent that the poor inheriting the earth means they become dirt when they die,
The Rich Man's Prayer - Em to D
I kneel down on a calloused knee
Hold my children close to me
And I pray The Rich Man's Prayer
It's…
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."
When it becomes apparent that the poor inheriting the earth means they become dirt when they die,
The Rich Man's Prayer - Em to D
I kneel down on a calloused knee
Hold my children close to me
And I pray The Rich Man's Prayer
It's…
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…
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!
There was a movie Peggy and I were doing the location sound over in east Dallas: THE HOLDINGS OF THE HEART. If I remember right they put this song in the movie.
THE HOLDINGS OF THE HEART - in C
The heart can hold a lot of things: the sunshine…
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...
JONAH LIVES UNDER THE BRIDGE
Jonah lives under the bridge
He's there, up off the ground
His world is looking down
Bicycles pass him by
Children ask parents why
Jonah lives under the bridge
Jonah lives under the bridge
No insurance…
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.
Comments on James Michael Taylor's stuff
Inspired.....needs a fiddle or two ???
Guitar is better than the fiddle anyways! LOL
I like the way you held the vocal harmonies tight on this, not easy to do. Cool song.
~JMT, The Man~
limitations ,the darn things are always so limiting .
Very Pretty James!
Just strolling thru old JMT albums, stopped at DON'T... played PEGGY'S GONE... Gawd! My dear old friend... I'd forgotten! Such pain poured out... into such a beautiful song! It still makes me cry... I cry now. (JQM)
Such great song writing. Cheers Bethan
Love the feel of dread the percussion and background vocals creates. Now if I can get this Alonetone site to work so I can listen to more music...
Very nice... this is a prime example of how the words of a JMT song can flow so effortlessly into a captivating story... how JMT can "paint" a "canvas" with sound.
Neil Young would have been proud to write this one, but it's 100% JMT.
Great stuff JMT! Thanks! Best ... Gordon
Great song!
You really know how to tickle an emotion. I love it James!
Somewhere between the stumbling and the falling. great line JMT. Keep going.
This is one that I haven't heard yet. Me likey.
I could listen to this one all day long...
Love this!!!!!
Nice arrangement. Luv all tha eclectic-electric G'tar-werk in tha track.. c):~)
relationships are so easy until we go and involve another human.
Comments made by James Michael Taylor
Kat Angel PRICELESS!!!!!!!!!!!!! Love the song, love you singing it just to me (in my imagination)
Bruce Balmer Beautiful.
Shirley Crawford Hello…old friend. This one hits me in the heart. When we moved here to NM back in June… we left behind in the house, our old couch that we’d used for 22 years. It had been my parents before that. It was probably close to 40 yrs old. And yes, it made into a bed.
Candy Davis Beautiful, poignant memory song. I could just picture that old couch and what it meant to you.
Perrin Gardner Beautiful song, James Michael Taylor!
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.
...as Buddy holly said, "RAVE ON!"
...really gets the feeling of that path!
I don't understand being criticized for a track being TOO LOUD. Doesn't everybody have a "volume" knob?
That is fun...
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.