Freshly written this Christmas morning. Just saying Merry Christmas to the man himself. He is the reason for the season! I ain't talking about Santa!

A song I wrote for my Bride this Valentine Day's. She said it was better than any present. God is Good!

Wrote this song this weekend. Based on an idea from a good friend Sherri Silverwolf. The chorus comes from a saying she came up with. She suggested I write a song for it. So here it 'tis. I think it turned out pretty good. Demo style, just…

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…

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…

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…

Something just broke and I think it's my heart It wasn't an arrow. It wasn't a dart It mighta been a meter that tore it apart But, something just broke and I think it's my heart G. A bedside bomb with no alarm…

Something just broke and I think it's my heart It wasn't an arrow. It wasn't a dart It mighta been a meter that tore it apart But, something just broke and I think it's my heart G. A bedside bomb with no alarm…

Rick Babb came to me with this song he had written thinking it might express how I feel about the person missing from my life. It did. I rewrote the verses.

I was trying to find an image that expresses how lonely and abandoned I feel. This was it.