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That second chord hurts my pointer finger.
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Still struggling with this one... Maybe not possible to make this work in a country song...MY DICK DON'T KNOW SHE'S GONE 1. She's been gone for three years now. Three years since she walked out Friends and folks I work with ask me what it…
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I wrote another song but the general reaction suggested that I best "scrap the puppy." So, I salvaged what I could and started over. This is what I got... I CAN'T BELIEVE SHE'S GONE
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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…
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Sometimes the past just looks better then the present...because it was. Trying not to be too sad about it.
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Mariam was telling me about how much her Daddy meant to her and how when she plays and people "hear" her it is like her daddy is there too.
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You look out the window and the creek is swelling. Slowly crossing the lawn and heading up the driveway.... Time to get the lawnmower to higher ground. TODAY IT’S GONNA RAIN - Key C G Today it’s gonna…
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THE LEAP Well, a man took a walk down a trail with his buddies. Everybody came along. And they came to a cravis with a pumas at the bottom and he was singing this song "Well, you can go back or you can leap forward, or you can leave it up…
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Same old story. Something just broke and I think it's my heart. It wasn't an arrow. It wasn't a dart. Mighta been a meteor that tore it apart Something just broke and I think it's my heart. Something just broke and I think it's my heart…
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When I was a kid, my dad was the preacher at the Church of Christ in Tehachapi, California. We lived in Palmdale, so we'd get up early on Sunday mornings, pile the 5 of us into our 1950 Chevy coupe and head up thru Lancaster and Mojave, over the…
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