YOU - in C There's a place in my mind Where your face had a home Long before you walked into my life Before you were a known There's a note in my song That I knew fit somewhere Tho the journey was long I hoped I wouldn't be wrong…

Capo 2 in C This is a true story. Cody even permitted me to use his name. Cody is a cowboy, a horseman, that’s for sure Traded in his guitar for long John underwear Every day he pulls his boots almost to his knees Oh, Cody is a cowboy…

DOOR MAT Key - A A) My daddy treated Mama like a door mat D) Me and little brother didn't like that We E) never understood what was going A) down My daddy was the guy to fix your tv And he could fix a Fender or a Peavey (But) Daddy…

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…

KAWEAH (says the crow) "Kaweah, Kaweah" There's a place on up the hill Redwood trees are standing still The murmur of the river will invite you Lay your head down on a rock You'll forget about the clock The whisper of the sun will…

Buddy Holly said he made songs out of things he'd heard his mother say all his life... A E A D A I'll always remember what mama said I'll never forget what my mama said…

THE SIGN The sign on the fence at the signal Was whippin' in the wind I felt on the dash for a pencil And a Taco Bell napkin The naked prayer of a family Was written on the tarp Rain-drenched and torn by the weather The message, razor…

This is, actually, the instrumental version of I Play C and THEN comes SNAPSHOTS, which was written one morning at a campground between Comfort and Welfare, Texas called OLD NUMBER NINE Depot. It was a weekend songwriter retreat with Liza Gilkyson…

What good is Christmas without the one you love...?

This is, actually, the instrumental version of I Play C and THEN comes SNAPSHOTS, which was written one morning at a campground between Comfort and Welfare, Texas called OLD NUMBER NINE Depot. It was a weekend songwriter retreat with Liza Gilkyson…