HAPPINESS IS FOR FOOLS Happiness is for fools Those who have no compassion They turn away when they are needed they are surely damned (C) 2011 Royal T Music How can we be happy in a world of suffering?

One night this lady, unbeknownst to me, on the verge of suicide, asked me to write a happy song for her. Instead of killing herself, she left her husband. Now she's married to someone else and is acting very happy, herself. UPDATE: She killed…

For a short clip of of a video of this: https://vimeo.com/214337550/f68cc0c21b This song made me a professional songwriter when George Sluizer, the director of THE VANISHING, put it in the movie by that name. SWEET RAIN Key G G…

Some people measure things by inches and miles, gallons and quarts and sometimes smiles, but I got a measure that I made up: I measure my orange juice by the "blub, blub, blub.".

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…

(C) 2011 Royal T Music. LET IT GO 032011 Key - G I do a lot of walkin' so I find a lot of stuff I fill my pockets up with bolts and nuts Once upon a while I find a diamond in the ruff But mostly dimes and nickels in the ruts…

Probably anyone who plays the guitar could write this song.... Someone asked if I was actually in Spain in 2003. Actually, 2000. Working on the movie, THE STONE RAFT with George Sluizer, from a book by Jose Saramago. Inspired by something Jenni…

Some people measure things by inches and miles, gallons and quarts and sometimes smiles, but I got a measure that I made up: I measure my orange juice by the "blub, blub, blub.".

This FaceBook friend of mine posted the first line and I went with it. THE CORNER - G (if capo is at 2 it sounds more like Neil Young.) C D G Am…

...for they do not have to face another tomorrow... BLESSED ARE THE DEAD Blessed are the dead for they shall not be lonely Blessed are the dead for they will not be sad Blessed are the dead for they shall have no longings Nothing lost…