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There are things I cannot do without x2 And if I ever run out of the things I cannot do without I'll run to the nearest 'things I cannot do without' store And I'll run in and I'll buy some x2 And if someday their running out Of the things…
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Original song using: Martin 12 String Guitar Gibson J 200 Guitar Deering Senator Open Back Banjo Gibson SG Bass Guitar Lyrics: Tonight - Written by Greg Connor The wind is blowing hard tonight The moon and stars are shining…
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acapella vocal loop In the bleak midwinter Frosty wind made moan Earth stood hard as iron Water turned to stone Snow had fallen Snow on snow on snow In the bleak midwinter Long, long ago - Christina Rossetti 1872
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Down the cellar this evening we were having a bit of fun with this old Elvis Classic ....he didn't seem to mind.....but Dr Nick had been in earlier.........with the one armed Banjo band backing...
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Stop driving.
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A Traditional Christmas song, written by John Mason Neale and Thomas Helmore. Performed by Rog Hildreth for the RPM Challenge 2011 Holiday LP 'Happy Mallidays'.
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Another festive cover, this was recorded in December 2010. Written by Jem Finer and Shane MacGowan. (Please let me know if there is a copyright issue here and I will happily remove the track. Thanks.)
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Written in the depths of the Bush Administration.
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working with the two machines into a cd recorder .. for these three pieces :) earlier work from last week is this video.
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first published in 1933, this eighty year old song is still just as sweet.
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Conversation between a guard and inmate.
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This originated as a poem sent to me by Rose Kampton, morning the loss of her father. I turned it into a prayer and put music to it. Then when Brook drowned it became something altogether else. (c) 1990 Royal T Muaic
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Of course, this is an old song. My mom would always say, "Jimmy, play The Wild Wood Flower, like Dick Melton used to."
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(c) 2004 Royal T Music
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COUNTER
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PALMDALE, CALIFORNIA 1951 Palmdale, California 1951. Pretty yellow chickens hatching in the sun Fertilizer spreader flings its fecal load. I climb up to watch in the trees along the road. Little chickens, running, pecking, darting, so…
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WE DON'T KNOW MUCH We don't know much... We could be sad and not know why We could say we're happy and know that it's a lie We could say we're finished and start right up again We could sware we're losin' and turn around and win We could…
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JESSE I never met Jesse, but I heard her howl in the night And I heard her pup yelping for whatever they help for She was strong and she was there in the Texas night Out on the prairie between Alvarado and Lillian You could hear them, singing…
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When I wrote this I thought the idea was pretty far-fetched. Little did I know... I started this song in Nashville. I was hanging out with Lisa Aschmann. She was going to tell me a melody for it but that never happened so I took the…
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KAMP KERR Well, I ain't no hero. I'm just trying to survive Me and Cindy, we just staying alive We got a hurt in our heart and a tear in our eye But, we ain't heroes There's a small-town constable, he likes to play cop So he bought a…
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This is from a poem by Cindy Sheehan's daughter, who's name I will include here when I remember it. It's her response to losing her brother in the Iraq war. A much publicised death. I think her name is Carlie. A NATION ROCKED TO SLEEP Have…
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(c) 2007 Royal T Music
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(c) 2007 Royal T Music
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(c) 2007 Royal T Music
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JONAH LIVES UNDER THE BRIDGE Jonah lives under the bridge He's there, up off the ground His world is looking down Bicycles pass him by Children ask parents why Jonah lives under the bridge Jonah lives under the bridge No insurance…
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(c) 2007 Royal T Music
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(c) 2007 Royal T Music
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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…
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where I cut out the seven layers to make the monkey songs Mon-Key is the album :) well this is what was left after the lifting off of seven layers.
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I wrote this song with Lisa Aschmann. CAPO @ 3 Video - https://www.facebook.com/100001011201926/videos/1285714588695761/ HICKORY STIX Dm Am Billy Mac and Don McCray drive to work each dawn at six Down the mountain to the factory, makes…
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THE ONLY THINGS Any road that leads to somewhere Any thought that comes to mind Any sight on the horizon Any friend that's left behind Any meal that's ever eaten Any quilt that's ever lined Any concert that is set thru Any document that…
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HE MOVED ON capo @ 7 in C positions C G Am Em Jenny left her husband many years ago F C G She got lost in menopause and found herself…
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Wrote this while playing the part of Saul Gibbs in the movie WILD BILL. The moon shone like diamonds on mirrors in puddles shaped like horse's feet Deadwood was quiet. The smoke had all settled. The blood was dry. Young Jack McCall sat awake…
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About no one in particular, just a figment of my imagination.
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I love Bright Eyes ^.^
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