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In This Game....Co Written By Martin Taylor, Galway, Ireland & Thomas Hibner, Chicago, USA. Feel free to comment.

In This Game...Co Written By Martin Taylor, Galway, Ireland & Thomas Hibner, Chicago, USA

Honored to have been invited to collaborate with Arta Rad! Check out Arta Rad on #SoundCloud
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Lyrics;
She showed me where the door was
As if I didn't know
She'd had it up to here with me
Said it was time to go
I'd had it easy in that nest 
I didn't ask her why
Two birds of different feathers
It was time for me to fly
Now I've got nowhere to be
And a million miles of road
And lots of time to think things through
Before my head explodes
I could head out to the mountains
And sleep under the stars
Or drive until my wheels fall off
And find how far is far
Lucky ain't my middle name
Nor my first or last
That would be an irony
Judging from my past
But I'm rolling with the punches
life can sure hit hard
I'm dealing with the hand I'm dealt
But still look for better cards
Now I've got nowhere to be
And a million miles of road
And lots of time to think things through
Before my head explodes
Might head down to the ocean
Watch the waves, and play guitar
Or drive until my wheels fall off
And find how far is far



How Far Is Far (Arta Rad and Dan's Shadowman)

This is one of my latest songs. It's Cajun Country, upbeat and catchy. Hope you enjoy.

Bodega Beach

Dear friends, once upon a time there was an opposition politician in a great and powerful country. After surviving a very severe poisoning, he was put in miserable prisons and later died under mysterious circumstances - It hurts!!

Lyrics in English

A Poor Man

What is it that hurts so much?
which hurts so much - in me
that's when I hear when someone has died
when he fought for something that is good
he had striven for the freedom of his people

What is it that hurts so much?
which hurts so much - in me
that's when I see that children in the world are suffering badly
when they were hit by bombs in their home
there they would have been safe from wicked men

What is it that hurts so much?
which hurts so much - in me
that's when I hear people are starving to death
when there is so much money in this world
it would be very good if we can share everything we have

What is it that hurts so much?
which hurts so much - in me
that's when I hear tyrants torment their people
they have thrown many people in a cage
and they have murdered several of those who oppose themselves


Lyrics in Swedish

 En Stackars Man

Vad är det som gör så ont
som gör så ont - i mig
det är när jag hör när någon människa har dött
när han stridit för något som är gott
han hade strävat efter friheten för sitt folk

Vad är det som gör så ont
som gör så ont - i mig
det är när jag ser att barn i världen lider svårt
när de träffats av bomber i sitt hem
där skulle de ha varit trygga från elaka män

Vad är det som gör så ont
som gör så ont - i mig
det är när jag hör att människor svälter ihjäl
när det finns så mycket pengar i denna värld
det hade varit väldigt bra om vi kan dela på allt vi har

Vad är det som gör så ont
som gör så ont - i mig
det är när jag hör att tyranner plågar sitt folk
de har kastat många människor i en bur
samt de har mördat flera av dom som opponerar sig

En Stackars Man - A Poor Man ( Lyrics in English in description below)

Wyoming

This song was co-written by myself, Martin Taylor, Galway, Ireland and by Thomas Hibner, Chicago, USA, Hibner Productions © 2024.
It's called, "Dreams Can Come True".

Dreams Can Come True...Co-written by Martin Taylor and Thomas  Hibner

A combination of classical acoustic instruments, "Till Death do Us Part" explores the theme of love, trust, heartbreak and its pain. I was very lucky to meet Carmen, who helped me adding a gorgeous percussion to my solo track.

Streaming on YouTube: https://youtu.be/UJ1_UMh9O8U?si=OYaLi_cM6HwRIEm0

Lyrics, Melody and Lead Vocals: Rachel Goldie

Backing Vocals: Marlin Music

Special Guest: Carmen Elisa Vargas - Venezuela Symphony Orchestra

Mixing and Mastering: Kyle Holland

Till Death Do Us Part

Hey…. So I put down the slide guitar the other day, and picked up the mandolin after a slide solo wasn’t working. Then did this little song. A rather surreal look at the metaphysics of stars as they relate to us. Occasionally, we are at a loss to make sense of this life. I find perspective in observing the night sky, among other things, even if for only a brief moment. Hanging out with others helps too. So does playing music. I usually laugh at myself in those moments and realize just how fascinating life can be. I mentioned this story before, but in a different context. I have been ‘caretaking’ a fire ant colony for over twenty years. The common sense of today’s world would seek to destroy the colony, as labeling them as ‘nuisance pests’ comes with a dire consequence for the ants. Fire ants bite only to get a grip and then sting (from the abdomen) and inject a toxic alkaloid venom called solenopsin. Anyway, the colony had been in my neighbor’s yard decades ago, and I did my best to encourage him not to destroy the colony. But after seeing a friend of his riding over the colony with a riding lawn mower, I knew the colony was doomed if it stayed there. Then one day, while emptying the kitchen compost bucket into the compost pile, I saw a long trail of fire ants coming from my neighbor’s yard into mine. They had begun to build a mound near a brush pile in the back. So the ants have been here for 5 years or so. Sure, they may strip an aspen sapling bare, or try and sneak into my vegetable garden, but for the most part, they have been good neighbors. They have come out of their mound now that it is a little warmer. I was cleaning up the gardens in the back, and noticed hundreds of them working on their mound. I looked yesterday and I saw this one ant carrying a large twig, way bigger than him, on top of the mound. As he walked, the twig was waving back and forth like a sword raised in the air. I laughed (to myself) and realized it had been a while since I had done so. This song is about all those little things in life, like that, that bring us back…. Hope you like it. Thanks for dropping by, Mark

Lammbone's Album

Walk In The Park

My latest creation. another upbeat song with a summery feel to it. Enjoy your dancing. Vocals by Alan from Martin Taylor's Nashville Rhythm Band (MTNRB).

Precious Love

Co-written by Thomas Hibner (Chicago, USA) and Martin Taylor (Galway, Ireland). Acoustic version.  Any artists interested in recording this, please contact me.

Just Can't Believe You're Gone,(acoustic extended version)  by Thomas Hibner and Martin Taylor

I'm a Country Music singer songwriter based in Galway, Ireland.