billy boy where did you go sittin in a pile of snow come on down its gettin cold for the time is getting old well we made our way to the old wigwam frozen lake and wind was calm standing bow did strike a deer to feed the tribe…

cigar box guitar

song about all thoes special people we are close to but never seem to go see until its too late.

I always wondered why those little Mexican dogs think they are bad asses. It finally dawned on me recently ... thus I wrote this song.

First song of the *RPM Challenge 2013*

Here 's a new one from the Kite boys. It's not been floating around too long, it's been quite a quick one from the moment that Tim dropped a little gem into our in boxes. Tim on rhythm guitars and MBR percussion programming. mike on bass Me on…

I thought I'd uploaded this ages ago! Less chaotic 'Chaos' after I found a melody I was happy with, and the delay button :) Enjoy! xox P.S. I knew I'd seen it on here somewhere - it was uploaded by Jip under Third Quarter of the Moon :)

billy boy where did you go sittin in a pile of snow come on down its gettin cold for the time is getting old well we made our way to the old wigwam frozen lake and wind was calm standing bow did strike a deer to feed the tribe…

I always wondered why those little Mexican dogs think they are bad asses. It finally dawned on me recently ... thus I wrote this song.