THE COUCH - key - C
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1-C 4-F
Today we put the couch out by the road
5-G…
THE COUCH - key - C
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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.
There are many suns
There are many moons
But there's only one you.
Moon light lights the path
The planets do the math
All that's left for me to do is you
I knew it from the moment that we met
You standing there. A scene I won't forget…
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…
capo @ 4 Am - 3/4 time (starts on A)
Am G Am G Am
Last night I said Good bye to Rose but long ago I learned.
The things that last we seldom know and think a bridge is burned.
Bb…
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.
IF I WRITE A LETTER TO YOU - Key of G
If I write a letter to you
Tell me who will I write to
A lover, a friend,
A beginning, an end
If I write a letter to you
If I send a flower to you
Tell me who would not go to
A friend or a foe…
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.
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
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.
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…
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…
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.
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…
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
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…
DADDY MIGHT KNOW
Mamma keeps a asking when I a coming home
I said, "See ya on your birthday," but what does Mamma know?
Mamma's got damintion running round her so
Mamma doesn't get it but my daddy might know
Mamma's got demintion. You…
capo @ 4 Am - 3/4 time (starts on A)
Am G Am G Am
Last night I said Good bye to Rose but long ago I learned.
The things that last we seldom know and think a bridge is burned.
Bb…
capo @ 4 Am - 3/4 time (starts on A)
Am G Am G Am
Last night I said Good bye to Rose but long ago I learned.
The things that last we seldom know and think a bridge is burned.
Bb…
Robert Hayden
Not fooled by mocking birds & I’m not fooled by hope. Best line I have heard in awhile. Also I’m thinking to use as a hook in a song “the last time I said goodbye.”
TWO POUNDS - (Diethylstilbestrol Daughters)
"DES, which was once prescribed to prevent miscarriages, caused obesity, rare vaginal tumors, infertility, and testicular growths among those exposed in utero." http://www.motherjones.com/environment…
I have no memory of writing or recording this song. I have no idea what it's about.
CONNIE'S SONG
Em D C B...
(Em) Before I knew anything (D) about you, I (C) loved you
(Em) Whenever you would show, I stared in (D) wonder
I heard you…
Robert Hayden
Amazes me how you are never afraid to stretch the boundries, always squeezing the very last drop of originality & possibility from your many facets of talent.
Busted out this tasty delight overnight with my good buddy Timmy D! Oh we had a good time. We worked on the instrumentation from 6 PM to 2 AM, woke up at 7AM and recorded vocals until Tim had to leave at 10AM. It was a great jam night.
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GHOST TOWN capo @ 2 in C
C Em F G C
I…
Robert Hayden
fyi Robert Hayden thanks JMT I doubt that I will try to cover this one, but I appreciate your creative genius none the less. I do cover several cof your works when I play. To me that is the highest form of a compliment, to have one of your works covered by other musicians.
Capo @ 2 in D (E) Dropped D tuning
Actually, it was almost two years. 1965-67.
Leavenworth, Kansas U S Army prison. I played the organ at the daily Protestant chapel. Took dictation and typed letters for the Protestant chaplain. Wrote 2-page…
Capo @ 2 in D (E) Dropped D tuning
Actually, it was almost two years. 1965-67.
Leavenworth, Kansas U S Army prison. I played the organ at the daily Protestant chapel. Took dictation and typed letters for the Protestant chaplain. Wrote 2-page…
One night after three month of no rain, as we were driving home from singing at Gringos in Grapevine a splash of water hit the windshield.
I said to myself, "Sweet Rain."
I went home and wrote the song. It's on the soundtrack of a movie called…
INFATUATION, UNREQUITED
They say it's just infatuation
I only wish that it was true
Infatuation, unrequited
Feels like love to, for you
And then they say, 'Silence is golden,"
And I don't know what to do
The autumn leaves, the branched…
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…
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…
Maia was from Georgia. The Georgia that was part of the the USSR. She drew pictures of her sisters. She lived on orange juice and tea.
MEETING MAIA
Where the tram stops in front of the Van Gough Museum, I waited there. She said she'd be…
James Michael Taylor
I remember that we walked and talked and walked and talked like...how many miles. One of my favorite conversation, ever...and how upset the waitress was when she found we only had enough money for appetizers. Then, when we finally got back to your apartment, we had orang juice and you showed me your paintings...
Maia was from Georgia. The Georgia that was part of the the USSR. She drew pictures of her sisters. She lived on orange juice and tea.
MEETING MAIA
Where the tram stops in front of the Van Gough Museum, I waited there. She said she'd be…
Maia wrote, February of 2024 - From Spain, "Stone Borani" (J. According to Saramago) from the shooting he went to Amsterdam and then went to Texas.
James' friend asked me to guide him around Amsterdam.
We met at the Van Gogh museum. We talk more than we meet...
It was a long, honest and interesting conversation...
Like everyone else, I've experienced highlights from other days that I'll never forget and probably worth saying.
James Michael Taylor later dedicated a song to this single but unforgettable encounter or conversation...
James Michael Taylor was a great pleasure having nice, honest and interesting chat. Still remember.
3:08
MEETING MAIA 061011 - COUNTER
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…
Comments on James Michael Taylor's stuff
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
I had to go look up Jack Hardy, he's one I've missed somehow.
Okay, I need words and chords for this one, I like it. It sounds like something I've heard before, but I know I haven't, which is a good thing.
What's the twanging in the background? Upbeat song about pretty depressing topic.
Comments made by James Michael Taylor
LeAnna M Christian Nicely written
Robert Hayden Not fooled by mocking birds & I’m not fooled by hope. Best line I have heard in awhile. Also I’m thinking to use as a hook in a song “the last time I said goodbye.”
Good song. lol Lauren Haas
Robert Hayden Amazes me how you are never afraid to stretch the boundries, always squeezing the very last drop of originality & possibility from your many facets of talent.
WoW! This SIZZLES!
Robert Hayden fyi Robert Hayden thanks JMT I doubt that I will try to cover this one, but I appreciate your creative genius none the less. I do cover several cof your works when I play. To me that is the highest form of a compliment, to have one of your works covered by other musicians.
I read the words 1st and expected a completely different musical framing for them. But this sorts rocks and works great. Kavin
Molly Gator LOVE LOVE IT !!!!!!! Incredible...
...and a very digital forest, at that. Great fun...
Love it...
Candy Davis -Aethereally lovely,I love how the dreamlike music glides beneath the dreamlike lyrics.
Beautiful and touching - LeAnne M
Fantastic! Way cool. - LeAnna M Christian
Fantastic. - Way cool - LeAnna M Christian
James Michael Taylor I remember that we walked and talked and walked and talked like...how many miles. One of my favorite conversation, ever...and how upset the waitress was when she found we only had enough money for appetizers. Then, when we finally got back to your apartment, we had orang juice and you showed me your paintings...
Maia wrote, February of 2024 - From Spain, "Stone Borani" (J. According to Saramago) from the shooting he went to Amsterdam and then went to Texas. James' friend asked me to guide him around Amsterdam. We met at the Van Gogh museum. We talk more than we meet... It was a long, honest and interesting conversation... Like everyone else, I've experienced highlights from other days that I'll never forget and probably worth saying. James Michael Taylor later dedicated a song to this single but unforgettable encounter or conversation... James Michael Taylor was a great pleasure having nice, honest and interesting chat. Still remember. 3:08 MEETING MAIA 061011 - COUNTER
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.