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…
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…
People are dying every day in the street
People are dying every day
People are dying every day in the street
Just for being people in the street
Peace, when's it coming, coming for the people in the street
Peace, you can sing it
Sing it for the…
Back to basics here. recorded with the Yeti mic.
Ramblin' round your city,ramblin' round your town
I never see a friend I know
As I go ramblin' round boys
As I go ramblin' round
My sweetheart and my parents I left in my old hometown…
Wizard...like your description of the song CHILDREN OF THE NIGHT. I wouldn't tell that to the lady that sang it but I find it charming and your comment apt.
This is a Ralph Mctell song , a very underated British singer / songwriter , probably famous for one song , The Streets of London , but in fact wrote many great songs , he wrote this while working on a building site before he was signed by a record…
This was my very first attempt at recording , done on two tracks , me picking and vox , AK rhythm , then me adding a harmony vocal , a bit basic but a Traffic song i've allways loved
Your mics are doing what they need to do: clear vocal and all words understandable. Good clean rendering of your song. I like your voice and your song. Heart science isn't rocket science.
Gotta be some Dylan in your background. Reminds me of some of the songs on his John Wesley Hardin album.
Thanks for your comment on I WONDER. I have redone it since you listened to it. I have to post things and listen to them to find out what I need to do the finish them. j mt
the sheriff's back in town
that o' hired hand of dread
cleanin' up the channels
knockin' down the webs
his lights, they are a flashin'
stopped me in my tracks alone
his hand on rein and bridle says
this freedom's gotta go
he said it…
the sheriff's back in town
that o' hired hand of dread
cleanin' up the channels
knockin' down the webs
his lights, they are a flashin'
stopped me in my tracks alone
his hand on rein and bridle says
this freedom's gotta go
he said it…
about Winter Nacht
each year for the past 4 RPM cycles,, i have known a friend or loved one who has passed away... throughout history winter has been a time when sickness and death creep a little stronger amongst us..... perhaps because of these…
You sure getting SOME deep bass out of whatever you are playing. I can see the snow blowing against the window. Your frozen breath as you sit in the frigid room. Fingers cut out in your gloves so you can feel the brittle keys.
First song of 2011 . . .
LYRICS:
She has a disease
Never learned to please anyone
else other than herself
Fuck the world and give em hell
She's down on her knees
Swaying in the breeze and when she
leans that way I go along
Bending…
Everyone has had one of those special nights . . .
(The strings are not a sample.)
UPDATED AUDIO 1-20-12
LYRICS:
Sneak out and slip into the night
Shotgun we're going for a ride
Forget your curfew
Everything will be all right…
People are dying every day in the street
People are dying every day
People are dying every day in the street
Just for being people in the street
Peace, when's it coming, coming for the people in the street
Peace, you can sing it
Sing it for the…
Comments on James Michael Taylor's stuff
Great songwriting, as usual. The mix sounds a bit rough to me, but I love the arrangement.
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
Comments made by James Michael Taylor
I've been listening to your songs for several hours. The way you do them is very restful. Nice voices and very peaceful sounds.
"Looking in her eyes is like looking in a mirror..." cool line.
I like this every time I listen to it and I listen to it about once a week.
I can see myself walking down a dirt road just enjoying the wildflowers and dodging grasshoppers as I hum this one to myself.
I'd like to see the video to this one.
Cool. You got me to singing along.
Really like the bass sound. The phasie feel.
Wizard...like your description of the song CHILDREN OF THE NIGHT. I wouldn't tell that to the lady that sang it but I find it charming and your comment apt.
Immediately drawn by the vocal sound on this. So full and resonant. Still can understand the lyric. Like the first person thing you do.
You've got your machinery working well. Like your version of this old song.
Your mics are doing what they need to do: clear vocal and all words understandable. Good clean rendering of your song. I like your voice and your song. Heart science isn't rocket science.
Gotta be some Dylan in your background. Reminds me of some of the songs on his John Wesley Hardin album. Thanks for your comment on I WONDER. I have redone it since you listened to it. I have to post things and listen to them to find out what I need to do the finish them. j mt
Doin the Neil Young thing...cool...
Capo at second fret...Am.... I'm sitting here playing along with you.
Love your picking on this and the beautiful old song.
You sure getting SOME deep bass out of whatever you are playing. I can see the snow blowing against the window. Your frozen breath as you sit in the frigid room. Fingers cut out in your gloves so you can feel the brittle keys.
Very nice song. I like your voices.
Crossing Guns and Roses and The Beatles...great mix and harmonies. Like the elongated beat.
You rock too...
Rockin'...makes me want to boogie...