James Michael Taylor's listening history
I wrote this one day when Peggy went to the store. Had no idea it would ever be worse than that.
THE LAST TIME Am capo @ 3
The last we said goodbye I didn't even look her in the eye
The last time I kissed her mouth I didn't even think about…
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I wrote this one day when Peggy went to the store. Had no idea it would ever be worse than that.
THE LAST TIME Am capo @ 3
The last we said goodbye I didn't even look her in the eye
The last time I kissed her mouth I didn't even think about…
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THE GIFT - key C
An architect in Bakersfield gave him a gift of wine
Napa Valley, California, famous for the vine
When the grape is coupled with the peach, the promise is divine
But he would never pull the cork as he alone would dine…
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MOTHER'S EYES
I used to chide my mother
She saw the loss in every face
The cemetery. The old folks home
along the way
I used to laugh at Mother
She saw the pain in every eye
Now time has passed
and Mom is gone and here am I
And…
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MOTHER'S EYES
I used to chide my mother
She saw the loss in every face
The cemetery. The old folks home
along the way
I used to laugh at Mother
She saw the pain in every eye
Now time has passed
and Mom is gone and here am I
And…
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GHOST TOWN capo @ 2 in C
C Em F G C
I…
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Yeah, I know it goes on too long
but I put it at the end of the Cd so
if I'm not asleep by then it does the job.
And I totally understand if you think
it doesn't make any sense and
I ought to have left it off the CD.
COLORS
Spread…
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I was reading this profile on MySpace and was impressed with this girl...really impressed. It's all there in her BIO. Masters degree and five languages. The part about using gender "stereotypes ironically" etc is an exact quote.
SKIN TONE…
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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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THE PICNIC
The sun broke like glass on the water
The trees threw their shade on the sand
The ants ate the crumbs on the blanket
She ate the grapes from my hand
We didn't know what we were doing
It all started off with a smile
And an innocent…
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