I have no memory of writing or recording this song. I have no idea what it's about. CONNIE'S SONG Em D C B... (Em) Before I knew anything (D) about you, I (C) loved you (Em) Whenever you would show, I stared in (D) wonder I heard you…

BECAUSE OF YOU Because of you, I took her picture off the wall Because of you, I packed her skate board and her clock Because of you, I stashed it all behind the couch Because of you, I'll never have to throw it out I know with you that…

It’s a small town. Woodlake, California. East side of the San Joaquin Valley. 14 miles from where all those “Lindsey” olives you see on your grocery store shelves come from. The Woodlake Echo, says, “In the foothills of the Sequoias”. FOOTHILLS…

This is another song Dad asked me to learn for years. Like, RoseWood Casket, It makes no literal sense to me.

This is another song Dad asked me to learn for years. Like, RoseWood Casket, It makes no literal sense to me.

My dad asked me to record this song long before someone put it on line so I could learn it. I was so surprised: the story was so unlike what I was expecting. In fact the song doesn't make any sense to me even now.

My dad asked me to record this song long before someone put it on line so I could learn it. I was so surprised: the story was so unlike what I was expecting. In fact the song doesn't make any sense to me even now.

This is another song Dad asked me to learn for years. Like, RoseWood Casket, It makes no literal sense to me.

Whiling away a few of hours with this ditti. Can't say who this was about, but no-one on this site knows her.

I did this about 2 years ago and only found it the other day. I think it sounds like something Robbie Williams would sing - and not really my style or cup of tea. It's a bit anthemic "come on and join in" (no thanks). Add to that I my singing…