Walk in my shoes

it takes a lot to laugh it takes a train to cry

Bob Dylan - Highway 61 Revisited

it takes a lot to laugh it takes a train to cry (Bob Dylan)

Walk with you

http://youtu.be/IzcC1exrn8Y
It's like a fellow I once knew in El Paso. One day, he just took all his clothes off and jumped in a mess of cactus. 
I asked him that same question, "Why?"...He said, "It seemed to be a good idea at the time."

Low Gravitation

Sometimes things turn out a lot weirder than expected...

Moonlight makes them grow

original music by Dudean Walker live rehears. 24-03-2015

Bang The Walls Live

Gelow Foster - THE WAVE

"House of the Rising Sun"
Vocals: Robyn Youlten
Dobro: Fritz
Recording and Engineering: Chris Scheri


"House Of The Rising Sun" - Robyn, Chris and Fritz.

Good To Be A Hero

I’ve been on this journey 
So many times before
Been running to look round corners 
Climbing to the top and calling
Calling to you but I
I never knew it was me that was the mountain
I didn’t know that it was you 
That thought
Never knew it was me that was the mountain
I didn’t know that it was you 
That thought

It must be good to be a hero
It must be cool to get it right all the time
It must be good to be a hero 
For you…

© June 2015 Phil McWalter

Good To Be A Hero

I do not own the rights to the backtrack.
Peace, Love & Music :)

''Dark Desire''

Heres a track of mine I've had for a wee while but  I had a jam with a friend that we recorded, hope yous enjoy it. A special thanks to Ros for having a session was great to play along with the fiddle. I then took the tracks into college to do the mix.

Danny Paterson- acoustic, production
Ros- fiddle

Down In The Gutter(Fiddle Jam)

 “I SAW YOU “

The man in red
With that pill box head
Chewing the ear off the woman 
In the corner called Fred

 jockey’s on the chair
With the bleached green hair
Wiping  upholstery
Like a horses dairy air 

Marvel Holden
With his chiselled edges
Rolling hairline spliffs
Of Tijuana Hay

It wont leave here 
Thats as it may

As night crushes in
Formed this ashtray bin
I know your face
You remind me of him/
Yeah you remind me of him


I saw you john
In the forgotten sky
Above memories house
With a busted eye

I saw you John
At the foot of my bed
Wading through reeds
Your hands on your head

I saw you John
Inside Folsom’s wire
Your rage contained 
Your heart on fire

I saw you John
Under Mississippi dirt
Blood whipped skin
Cotton burrs through your shirt


Found Dafnys hat 
on the couch where
Marvin sat
With a pickle stuck in it
Underneath the cat

And the car key bowl
Contained everyones soul
And a lipstick note
To Billy Joel

And Ezra Pound
Had it upside down
With visions of Faust
In his dressing gown

The Andrew sisters
On Enola Gay
Sang we’ll meet again
For the last hooray



I heard you John
Under the boxcar rail
Preaching hobo blues
And other bankrupt tales

I heard you John
From the floating bridge
When I washed up dead
On the waters edge

I heard you John
From the Dakota Hotel
Crying “imagine” if only
The world got well

I heard you John
In the reeds under rain
Baptising sheep
Cleansing them of blame


Trombone Jim
Out to imitate thin
Hiding in the corner
Tending ,not to be  him

Drinks  come round
He  was nailing them down
When he did leave  his corner
He went all the way to town

Irene goodnight 
Caused a fight
When Dimitri on piano
He set the thing alight

T he conga line
was running out of wine
Puffing through the kitchen 
Just  one more time



I knew you John 
Against a lizarine sky
Throwing gold silk thread
Over clouds passing by

I knew you John 
When you had broken bail
By jumping a ship
From a Saigon jail

I heard you thinking
On the Dead sea shore
Did war cause religion
Or religion cause war

I heard your voice
In the silent ground
Whispering life is all
Thats going down   

Oh yeah thanks but the crackers and cheese
Were all down to Louise
and most Monday mornings Im down on my knees

 Look, thanks again for coming round
Call in any time your in town
Sorry about Bob he wasn't putting you down
When he’s three quarters gone
He likes working the crowd

I saw you john
In the forgotten sky
Above memories house
With a busted eye

I saw you John
At the foot of my bed
Wading through reeds
Your hands on your head

I saw you John
Inside Folsom’s wire
Your rage contained 
Your heart on fire

I saw you John
Under Mississippi dirt
Blood whipped skin
Cotton burrs through your shirt


"SAW YOU JOHN"  + ( Lyrics)

THIRST & DESIRE (copyright 2012)

take me to the water's edge
let me quench 
my thirst
take me to the water's edge

pass the cup 
pass the wine
let me wet 
my parched lips

pass the woman
let me quench 
my desire

walk me to the canyon ledge
let me quench 
my desire
to fly
walk me to the canyon ledge



THIRST AND DESIRE

I am not a musician but music plays a very important role in my creative life! I am an artist/designer and music is my companion and my muse in the long hours I spend working in my studio! 
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