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…
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…
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…
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…
TEENAGERS ARE STUPID
Teenagers are stupid
At least I was
All the silly things we'd say
Silly, silly things
"Everyone is doing it."
It's a wonder we lived to be this old
Teenagers are stupid
Teenagers are stupid
What a hoot
How can…
Dogs, cats, chickens, hamsters, human beings...it's all the same.
THE POUND
Thank you for coming to the pound
Take your time. Look around.
We’ve got something for everyone,
Someone for everyone.
Thank you for coming to the pound…
Dogs, cats, chickens, hamsters, human beings...it's all the same.
THE POUND
Thank you for coming to the pound
Take your time. Look around.
We’ve got something for everyone,
Someone for everyone.
Thank you for coming to the pound…
One day Connie Ramsey called and let it slip
that she was writing a rocking chair song. I thot that was a good subject for a song so I wrote one too.
Rocking Chair
Well, I got one on the porch and one in the den
And just enough umph for…
Really enjoyed this one -- love the psychedelic seasoning. A great arrangement of sounds -- sweet. You've an ingenious touch to your mix-down that's Rockin'! Rock on!
Dogs, cats, chickens, hamsters, human beings...it's all the same.
THE POUND
Thank you for coming to the pound
Take your time. Look around.
We’ve got something for everyone,
Someone for everyone.
Thank you for coming to the pound…
Dogs, cats, chickens, hamsters, human beings...it's all the same.
THE POUND
Thank you for coming to the pound
Take your time. Look around.
We’ve got something for everyone,
Someone for everyone.
Thank you for coming to the pound…
Dogs, cats, chickens, hamsters, human beings...it's all the same.
THE POUND
Thank you for coming to the pound
Take your time. Look around.
We’ve got something for everyone,
Someone for everyone.
Thank you for coming to the pound…
Dogs, cats, chickens, hamsters, human beings...it's all the same.
THE POUND
Thank you for coming to the pound
Take your time. Look around.
We’ve got something for everyone,
Someone for everyone.
Thank you for coming to the pound…
Dogs, cats, chickens, hamsters, human beings...it's all the same.
THE POUND
Thank you for coming to the pound
Take your time. Look around.
We’ve got something for everyone,
Someone for everyone.
Thank you for coming to the pound…
Dogs, cats, chickens, hamsters, human beings...it's all the same.
THE POUND
Thank you for coming to the pound
Take your time. Look around.
We’ve got something for everyone,
Someone for everyone.
Thank you for coming to the pound…
I thought so little of this song at first I filed it away in a folder on my hard disk called "nogood". About a year later I listened to it again and changed my mind.
Another old one. I sort of call it my 'Ram' moment !!! As if !! Anyway, I can remember I wrote this 3 or 4 weeks after my mother passed away. Yeh, I know, a strange song to write, I like to think I was celebrating her life. She was a great Mum…
Terry, Just so After "Sleep" is not a complete mystery, that entry is music and f/x I'm submitting for scene a movie. With the sound track and the picture it all makes perfect sense.
Don't know what to say about this. I fell out with God a while back, and still find the whole notion of a God pretty disturbing. So this song is something about how I relate to God now. No peace and unconditional love - more an insidious sense…
Jip and JB in the Jipster studio, sitting down with guitars and a few beers, and many laughs. It was almost abandoned at one point, but we pressed on. Here's the result. I don't think the mouse has a name.
My contribution to the "Spring Time" songs posted on the Forum.
http://alonetone.com/forums/making-music/topics/spring-time
Lyrics:
Spring time comes, the Robins sing
And love is in the air
Rain falls down, the flowers bloom
Romance…
A remake of an old song, this is my version as I wrote it. Going to get the Good wife to record her version. Fight, Fight !!! Looking back Imspired of course by the Good wife, also we had just saw The Jersey Boys on stage at the West End. What…
A folksy number inspired by the stories my nan told me many moons ago about her uncle Herbie..
Herein lies the story, of a man named Herbie Jones.
Not a million miles away from a man you might have known.
A miner in the twenties, blue scars…
Like your sound. Maybe a tad less f/x on your voice. I want to understand your words. What are you recording on? (jamesmichaeltaylor@jamesmichaeltaylor.com)
It aint like no ones done this before
But how can you tire of beautiful chords
In the fifties
In Tenessee
Where my love
was born
Two young men upped and
crossed the yard
both cold cos it was rainin hard.
One of them turned said…
Comments on James Michael Taylor's stuff
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
Cool!
Ooh... moving x
Faved from the outset. Love the vocals. Fabulous tale in the lyrics. Brilliant. Looking forward to the update.
Haaa! Great job. Very cool vocals. Taking me back to Loggins and Messina era.
gritty and powerful un-nerving
super!!!
That's where I got my woman. They never told me she wasn't fixed :D Saved and Faved.
Dig! I adore this trippy, groovy, psychotic number. Delicious. 5 stars! Great job!
Really enjoyed this one -- love the psychedelic seasoning. A great arrangement of sounds -- sweet. You've an ingenious touch to your mix-down that's Rockin'! Rock on!
Four legs and love, makes me wish we were all free again.
Nice gentle track. Interesting idea you had, beautifully played and sung James. Oh, I like the cute one in the black hat! :)
Nice tune. I like the story with a bit of humor.
Thank you for being there!
very creative..makes me wanna visit..
Love this!
Comments made by James Michael Taylor
Wish the voice wasn't so buried in the mix... Sounds real good.
Like it...glad you dug it back out. Sometimes we are too close to something when we first do it.
Nice waking up music...and then...very interesting story and treatment.
Line Dance in Fort Worth. Texas - You bet.
Like it.
Very nice.
Terry, Just so After "Sleep" is not a complete mystery, that entry is music and f/x I'm submitting for scene a movie. With the sound track and the picture it all makes perfect sense.
Yeah, I know what you ate talking about.
Fun! Very Beatly.
Such sad sounding music with such happy words...
Good clean guitar sound. Nice song.
Oh, to be young and that energetic again...!
Very Beatley. Like your music.
Like your sound. Maybe a tad less f/x on your voice. I want to understand your words. What are you recording on? (jamesmichaeltaylor@jamesmichaeltaylor.com)
I like your voice. Also understand completely the love affair with chords...vocal and instrumental.
Makes me dizzy...
Great guitar sounds. Nice song.
Love it.
Jack Bruce lives...dig it. Great lick and vocal. W Jimi sneaking in on vocal...
A one-man ZZ Top.