Reg can be a callous bastard sometimes ...... What you don't know ain't gonna hurt you Now you know I’m not gonna tell you honestly About the dreams in my life that never came true The love of my life that cut me in two About the…

by Neil Young

Sometimes songwriting is easy sometimes its just all noise..... Sometimes its just all noise I’ve got this pocket book with a story of my world With Words misspelt words misunderstood and Rhymes that will not work Chords to…

Remember the cul-de-sac nights cold beer, a cigarette to share the creak of our old porch swing smoke curled like chinese dragons in the air Chorus The porch light flickers, But it’s not lit for me anymore. I know there’s nothing waiting…

Here is my try at a good old fashioned protest song. I tried to imagine I was writing in the sixties, and CSNY, Buffalo Springfield and Creedence were everywhere on the radio. I used a website called Audimee to generate the call and response…

Reg had some terrible news that would break any man ...... How it rains down on me In the early morning of the 14th April Two days before the rain Took the smile from my face to turn it to pain Taking my smile from my face…

Reg has that Micky Fynn feeling as he leaves the pub to walk home alone ......i had to add some lyrics to the doodle walking home from the pub alone Strangers are skulking talking and laughing Behind the open glass…

This is the last one. Letting go is not something I am good at, but this is the last one. -- You could feel your mother and your father scold, But you only regret what you fail to behold. After all, it was a once in a lifetime scene…

A loving ballad for loving lovers everywhere of all sexy ages.

Reg has that Micky Fynn feeling as he leaves the pub to walk home alone ......i had to add some lyrics to the doodle walking home from the pub alone Strangers are skulking talking and laughing Behind the open glass…