Excellent job my fríend ......great track !!

@stevoray512: Cheers buddy!!!..guitars are like women to a degree..as I get older and the more people I meet, the more Antorias you come across...Cheers my friend!!!:))

Wrote this with John a while back, but decided to update and asked Jim if he would play on it.
He has produced some gorgeous work, full of feeling and my many thanks go out to him for his contribution on this.
Thankyou again John for the invite to work on your beautiful inspiring lyrics!

Telefan - Guitar and bass
John Eagle - Lyrics
Me - music, acoustic guitar and vocals
Painting - Lizzie Pentland

Midnight Blues (lyrics John Eagle) Feat Telefan

Annies Song

A Little Fantasy

This is a Rocking Country Song recorded with a great band.  Give me some feedback.  I hope you like it.  Allen Holmstrom

INDEPENDENCE DAY ALLEN HOLMSTROM

"Love is eternal"

(words and music by Hërry Röbeen)

There are those who come and those who go

I gotta go on and on 
I still don't know what I’m living for 
I gotta go round and round 
I still don't know what 's behind that door 

But I 'm sure you 'll be with me every single day my love 
I know you 'll be with me every single day my love 
In the rain you 'll set and keep my heart on fire 
Sweet pain you 'll set and keep my heart on fire
My heart’s on fire
 
I gotta go on and on 
I still don't know what I am looking for 
I gotta go round and round 
I still don't know what 's beyond this world 

But I 'm sure you 'll be with me every single day my love 
I know you 'll be with me every single day my love 
In the rain you 'll set and keep my heart on fire 
Sweet pain you 'll set and keep my heart on fire
My heart’s on fire

Released December 16, 2015

Shadows in the Twilight

Always With Me

SHE'S SEEN IT ALL, WATCHED HIM FALL, FROM THE CORNER BY THE DOOR

RUSTING STRINGS AND AN ACHING KNECK AGING THATS FOR SURE

ONCE HAD IT GOOD IN BARS AND CLUBS NOW SHE LOOKS ON FROM AFAR

WAITING PATIENT IN THE CORNER ANTORIA HIS OLD GUITAR



HE'S OUT AGAIN TO SEE A FRIEND SOMETHING ABOUT A FIX

IT SEEMS THESE DAYS THATS HOW IT PLAYED..TO GET YOUR KICKS

HE DON'T LOOK AT HER NO MORE HIS SONGS NOW FAR APART

WAITING SILENT IN THE CORNER. ANTORIA ..HIS OLD GUITAR


AND IF SHE COULD SING WHAT A STORY SHE COULD TELL

BASEMENTS BARS AND BEDROOMS IN FAR AWAY MOTELS

SHE'S SEEN IT ALL PLAYED IT ALL NOW A CORNER HIDES HER SCARS

PATIENTLY WAITING ANTORIA... HIS OLD GUITAR


ONE DAY SHE PRAYS HE'LL PICK HER UP AND PLAY THOSE TUNE AGAIN

DRIFT OFF BACK TO MEMPHIS WHERE THEY PLAYED OUT IN THE RAIN

DREAMS ARE ALL SHE'S GOT NOW AND A COLD DRAFT BY THE DOOR

HE SLEEPS AGAIN LIKE AN OLD MAN CRASHED OUT ON THE FLOOR


ONCE HAD IT GOOD IN BARS AND CLUBS NOW SHE LOOKS ON FROM AFAR

WAITING PATIENT IN THE CORNER ..ANTORIA ..HIS OLD GUITAR



Antoria (My Old Guitar) (Original)

A ship vanishes with the crew aboard--the mystery begins, but then there are whispers that on occasion the Belle Airore reappears in the waters haunted by the pirate Jean Lafitte. Shiver me timbers! The Eagle's mind conjures the story. He's also been conjuring up several short stories lately, a writing frenzy that fortunately has been shared with me.

lyrics: John
vocals, guitars, drums, mandolin, melodica, voices: edro.

She’s was stately and sleek
The fittest ship in the fleet
Her outriggers gleamed
Beneath all the fresh paint
She was much more than she seemed

Once moored to the bollards
Of Jean Lafitte’s Landing
But that’s the last anyone saw
Of the lovely Belle Aurore

She sailed the seas of Louisanne
The catch filled her nets
The sun glinting on her bow
Just a speck on the sea
Until the sun sets

Once moored to the bollards
Of Jean Lafitte’s Landing
But that’s the last anyone saw
Of the lovely Belle Aurore

Her paint was bright white
With baby blue trim
Not a speck of dirt
No sign of crack or shim

Once moored to the bollards
Of Jean Lafitte’s Landing
But that’s the last anyone saw
Of the lovely Belle Aurore

Yet on a clear day
She may yet appear
As a speck of white
On the blue of the sea

Or in the midst of a storm
On the rollicking sea
She gives a glimpse
Of her stately mystery
Before she vanishes in the fog….
But that’s the last anyone saw
Of the lovely Belle Aurore

Antoria (My Old Guitar) (Original)

Allen G Bailey

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