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WHY I HAD TO LEARN

why i had to learn to be a man
why i had to learn to be a man

it's understood, there's a right and a wrong way
if that was taught at school taught I missed that day
all the other boys seemed to catch on fast
I stood watching as they ran past

dad worked long hours and he'd often come home late
mom would talk to him as he ate
slipped off his shoes and found his favorite chair
we watched tv while he was sleeping there

life's not a game but all the same, there's rules
a life to build but which are the right tools?

Cour D-'mours

Why I Had To Learn

Part of a series of compositions exploring a more sort of streamlined style and simplicity. Hope you enjoy!

Longer, Bluer Suns

20 9 30

I Wrote this song about coming of age. Thinking about what you’ve done in your life, what’s left to do, and to leave a legacy, a mark for others to hold onto.

“The Devil Blues”

Cinematic Blues Grit version — slow‑burning, soulful, and wide‑open like the desert night. Expect rich slide guitars, deep resonant bass, and a spacious groove that mirrors the focused rhythm of roping under those burning arena lights

Slow Burn Road

I had a lot of fun working with this amazing beat from EllE -- Cycle of Hands. Awesome, inspiring music which just lifts you and sets you afloat : ) 

Check her excellent songs here: https://soundcloud.com/cycleofhands

Lyrics and vocals -- learningtoplay

azure - Cycle of Hands (+ltp)

What you wanna eat

Still Believe In America

Sleep, sleep, let your memory sweep,     
All your trouble below, and the lovely times     
Flow, flow, through your heart to your toes,        
Feel your eyes as they rest, being here is the best.
  
Dream, dream down the wandering stream,
As the lillies float by, there’s no reason to   
Cry, cry at the billowing sky,
Filled with comforting cloud, where no trouble’s allowed.
  
Maybe gulls will fly past the corner of your eye,
Maybe dolphins float you on a wave,
Maybe ships will pass made of sugar and of glass,
With their sailors telling you that you are brave.
   
Calm, calm, is the sound of the song,       
Drifting into your ears and removing your  
Fears; tears have all melted away,  
With the moon overhead, it’s so perfect in bed.

Maybe green hills high will escort you to the sky,
Maybe songbirds hover high above,
Maybe angel wings will be heard among the things,
That whisper to you that you're always loved.
   
Calm, calm, is the sound of the song,     
Drifting into your ears and removing your   
Fears; tears have all melted away,
With the moon overhead, it’s so perfect in bed.

Bedtime

Himmel og Fjord headphones recommended please feel free to repost

Forbidden Love and it's Tragedy...


Listen to the first Part as well 👇😊
https://soundcloud.com/frankmehl/the-sovereign-the-chambermaid

Love Story

The Sovereign & The Chambermaid | Part II

NOTICE: I DO NOT PAY FOR PROMOTION. EVER.

SPOTLIGHT:  With Sexagenarian Volume VI now complete, the final volume of songs from my 60s, which will be Volume VII, gets underway with "Get On With Your Life." Check out the other five (5!) volumes of Sexagenarian as well. What happens after my upcoming 70th birthday? TBD!

BIO: I started writing songs in high school (1969-1973!) and I've pretty much never stopped. These are mostly solo recording projects (my brother, Fog City Fogey, contributes sometimes).  I don't do much self-promotion, not a fan of Repost Exchange etc, so all of you who find this page and like a song or two - you are truly appreciated!

Why I Had To Learn

CW Mullins