SHOVEL HEAD
In memory of my cousin Mike, nicknamed Shovel Head, because of the Harley Davidson Shovel Head motorcycle he drove.
Lyrics
I can feel the wind blow
Lean into that winding road
Setting Sun against my skin
Shift into that high gear
Get the hell on out of here
Another ride, is about to begin
It’s been a long life in a short time
Filled with pleasure and pain
Shovel Head is what they call me
But Michael is my name
Open throttle is what I live for
Sprocket spins beneath my seat
If you think you’re something special
I’ll be the one to beat
You wont need no map to find me
I’ll be riding toward the front
Just a flash of sunlight glistening
Or a strange and subtle bump
So sweet, so beautiful. ROCK ON! You're such a soul man, you're layin' the grooves with so much love and color and warmth -- it's good to know I can always find a Greg Connor tune when I need it, right here on alonetone -- fabulous!
I'm enjoying discovering your non-banjo stuff. Production is getting really good. Clean, nice sound image... something that still eludes me.
This is a great song with a catchy melody.
Nice way to honer your cuz Greg. I think I will learn that one , if you don't mind. Good song great guitar. Ted
This might be one of my favorite songs of yours Greg.....lots of atmosphere and great guitar playing ..very tasteful....sorry to hear about your cousin though...way to young!
Ride on Mike, The wind is in our Faces, the road is my Way, Ill love it and Live the Hyway! Hell Man thats My way! Slidey sweet and Hard Way!
OUT THERE IN THE WIND, You caught a edge of riding freedom. 48 is early to leave. still chasing the horizon somewhere. Ride on, brother Michael
Cool tune.