The Map Is Getting Smaller The map is getting smaller The houses disappear The streets I used to play in Have all disappeared The map is getting smaller The high ways far and near The road that went to Gramma's house I watched it disappear…

The drum and keys track was on a CD sent to me and composed and performed by a friend, Don Landry. Instantly I wanted to put voices with it, so I did. Don likes it. Mission accomplished. (c) 2009 Royal T Music

THE SEASONS OF THE HEART The Seasons of the Heart, they come and go Like the winter wheat that weathers snow You and I will learn to fly. Never let the music fade and die And, if the seasons stopped turning We'd all wish for Winter…

This is a Rick Babb song. Given, he wrote it about Peggy and me, I rewrote the lyrics of the verses to be more specific. But the music and the chorus is his. My son, RaByn produced it and played the guitars and drums and bass. JUST IN CASE…

TETHER BALL I'm justa lonely tether ball hanging on a pole I've been around and I've see it all And it all gets really old Just a lonely tether ball Tired of taking my licks I've been beat up and I've been beat down Watching' you gettin…

One day Connie Ramsey called and let it slip that she was writing a rocking chair song. I thot that was a good subject for a song so I wrote one too. Rocking Chair Well, I got one on the porch and one in the den And just enough umph for…

Off the coast of California where the dolphins jump the waves We stood and watched them from the cliffs above Until the sunlight went away Then we slept in the ancient shadows underneath the redwood trees…

Peggy left in the winter of 2007. Seems like yesterday. I dream of her so often it seems that she is still around here somewhere. When Peggy comes home I’ll have the dishes put away The floors will be swept and all the bills will be paid…

If I'm not mistaken this is my first Mozart piece. © 2009 Royal T Music

CRAZY She said if I ever go crazy and leave her She'll go back to San Francisco Now that she left and I'm crazy I know where I have to go Rocks line the bay And ghost crabs scatter in Sausalito I'll wait on the shore across the bay…