One In A Million Girl ©2021 by Samuel Franklin Reynolds, Jr. 

You look fine, finer than a woman should be
You're all mine, you prove it so indelicately

You're a one in a million, one in a million girl
You're my one in a million, one in a million girl

You're on fire, hotter than a lady should be
You're on time, and time is so important to me

You're a one in a million, one in a million girl
You're my one in a million, one in a million girl

When the sun slips down 
You're the one who is here beside me
When the night lights up
You're the only one I see

You're so fine, you give me everything that I need
I admire the way you're sneaky peeking at me

You're a one in a million, one in a million girl
You're my one in a million, one in a million girl
You're a one in a million, one in a million girl
You're my one in a million, one in a million girl

(My Obituary:)
Ba Ba Hoo, Ba Ba Hoo, Ooh
Ba Ba Hoo, Ba Ba Hoo, Ooh

Yi, yi, yi, yi, yi, yi, yeah  
Yi, yi, yi, yi, yi, yi, yeah 

Yi, yi, who 
Yi, yi, who
Yi, yi, who 
Yi, yi, who 

All together now ...   

Yay, yay, yay, yay, yay, yay, yeah 
Yay, yay, yay, yay, yay, yay, yeah

One In A Million Girl ©2021 by Samuel Franklin Reynolds, Jr.

Tom Rozum sings Merle Haggard's classic. Craig Smith  on banjo, Laurie  Lewis in harmony vocal, guitar and fiddle, Tom Rozum on mandolin, Todd Phillips on bass.

Winter's Grace

If We Make It Through December

In the song By The Time I Get to Phoenix the protagonist - let’s call him Glen - does a lot of brooding over what the girl he left behind will be doing as he journeys further away from her. It always seemed pretty shitty of Glen to sneak away while she was sleeping. So this is the story of the girl waking up to find him gone. She’s thunderstruck and heads out on his trail … only to discover there may be more to his departure than meets the eye.
This is really a Jay Keepers song - https://soundcloud.com/user-751378198 - that's Jennifer Young on vocals and me on the other stuff but sticking it up on my cloud too.
Words and music Broker Jonathan
Vocal Jennifer Young

Thunderstruck

Thunderstruck by your goodbye
I drove to Phoenix to have it out with you
They told me you’d just split, you trying to hide?
I missed you in Albuquerque too
Now i’m parked in the street in Oklahoma city
They’re rounding up a welcoming committee 
Oh man! The best laid plans, the best laid plans.

The cowardly way you left in the night
Knowing I’m a heavy sleeper lately
The note left on the door, how could you write
Those words while I was dreaming of you baby?
Now I’m sitting in the lobby of the Hyatt Place Hotel
Your mother’s here, US marshal as well
Oh man! The best laid plans, the best laid plans

Burning up the road, to your horizon
I’m picturing you hypothesising
About your distance from me.     
By the time I was rising

You say you always said this day was coming
And the telephone would ring right off the wall
But I don’t think you’re leaving, no you’re running
And the man here says you’re headed for a fall

Now you walk into the place with a briefcase on a chain
The look on your face when you see us could be framed
Oh man! The best laid plans, the best laid plans

Thunderstruck

from "Acoustic Alliance 3" 1996
Amy Malkoff, Lori Fassman, Juree James, Kathryn Bice, Kim Gilhuly, Martha Sullivan, Paul Caruso (percussion and drum programming)

Running Up That Hill Deadline Poet

Track 2 from the album 'The Secret Irwell'.
rosegreenwood.bandcamp.com/album/the-secret-irwell

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Copyright 2020 Rose Greenwood. 
All rights reserved.

The Secret Irwell

The Shore Line

The Shore Line (The Secret Irwell, 2020) FREE DOWNLOAD

WHEN I LAY MY WORRIES DOWN

I will shed my old skin
See the world as new again
When I lay my worries down

I will go out on the rocks
And I will gaze upon the flocks
When I lay my worries down

And I will breathe a sigh of ease
Like the wind against the trees
When I lay my worries down

And I will drink the summer wine
But I’ll leave some on the vine
When I lay my worries down

And that looming sense of dread
When I lay down in my bed
When I lay my worries down

Shall be lifted like a stone
And I’ll leave well enough alone
When I lay my worries down

When I lay my worries down (demo)

This is a tune written by Bryan Ciliberto (http://soundcloud.com/bryanciliberto). He wrote it after reading an obituary in the newspaper. It was the first song I actually tried to mix. So it was two steps forward. Two steps back. Swing your partner. Undo that. Learned a lot. Either everybody was very patient or they gave up. Bryan was instrumental (pun intended) in pulling together the musicians for this project. 

It is available on my bandcamp page for download.

I had a ton of support on this track:
Bryan Ciliberto: bass
Joseph Houck:   mandolin  http://soundcloud.com/houckjt 
Marty Lucas: accordion   http://soundcloud.com/mlucas
Corinne Lucas: 3 part harmony http://soundcloud.com/corinnebl
Peter Lehndorff: guitar and vocal, arrangement and mixing. Midi tuba, too.
Vinyl sounds: by noisecollector on http://www.freesound.org/ creative commons 
Square dance recording: Floyd C. Woodhull from an old Campden Recording.
Thanks also to Bryan Ciliberto and Sam Reynolds for guidance on the mixing.

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Good morning, friends! My new album "Congeries" goes live today! It's a mix of country, folk, and rock in moods of magic, mischief, and melancholy. It's available on CD and digital download at Bandcamp.com and other online locations. It's been years in the making, and I got to work with talented individuals to make it happen! Thank you all so much for supporting my music, and I hope enjoy this latest offering!

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Here's track 5 "On That Hill"

Martin Lucas: piano
Joseph Houck: vocals, guitars, bass, organ

Mixed and Mastered by Jon Huxtable

Lyrics

Swathes of leaves on that well-worn path 
In their earthen gully graves 
The woods grow dim, the beasts come out 
From their hidden mountain caves 

His old plank shack in shadows black 
In sweat and pride was built 
Veiled in vines, the once straight lines 
Did sag and drag and tilt 

Chorus: 
The grass grows high 
And in the wind it sways 
And the sun beats down on that hill 

On that hill they call his grave: 

There’s a creek runs down, springs from the ground 
Not too far, where he would drink 
In the summer heat he’d soak his feet 
And rest awhile and think 

And he held the girl he called his wife 
They tilled and grew their crop 
And when the harvest finally came 
She was about to pop 

Chorus 

There he died at a ripe old age 
His son grown, his wife gone 
Next to her he was buried 
On that hill they both called home 

His shack--no room-- an empty tomb 
And the trail would disappear 
But the spring would flow, and it would know 
At last that he was here 

Chorus

On That Hill (featuring Marty Lucas)

If it were up to me no one would hurt you
No one would cut you so deep
If it were up to me no one would desert you
You’d never cry yourself to sleep
          
And I would be there
Each time you feel scared
And I would love you
And shine like the sun and the moon and the stars  

If it were up to me you’d be protected
By all the love you give
If it were up to me we’d be connected
All of the days we get to live

And I would be there
Each time you feel scared
And I would love you                             
And shine like the sun and the moon and the stars  

I can’t hold your hand all the time 
I’ve got to let go, I know 
Cuz you need to be free to follow your dreams 
 In this world on your own

(INSTRUMENTAL VERSE)

If it were up to me a heart that is broken
Would bounce back like a ball
If it were up to me you’re eyes would be open 
And you’d never wait for his call

And I would be there
Each time you feel scared
And I would love you
And shine like the sun and the moon and the stars 
In the sky above you

Words and Music by Tracy Newman
KABEAUTY MUSIC (BMI)

I Just See You

If It Were Up to Me

If It Were Up To Me

I write songs about everyday life and a few covers. Some of my tracks are serious but many are not. Humor is my medication. It helps me put things in perspective. As some of you might know, my wife had a thing called Huntington's Disease (HD). HD is the genetic brain disease that Woody Guthrie had. It affected her balance, moods, swallowing and eventually led to her death (October 2015). My reason for mentioning this is that all of my profits from my recordings (I know, good luck with that) are going to the HD clinic we go to at the University of Connecticut. We both got a lot of support there. You can find some tracks for download on my Bandcamp page (the sound quality is better there anyway). http://lehndorff.bandcamp.com/ 

I want to thank everyone for making SoundCloud a wonderful community. I made some wonderful friends and was inspired to do music again because of you. The new SoundCloud was bungled. But it is, what it is. I am back writing songs and practicing and have been performing here and there. While I am concentrating on getting gigs at the moment (rather than recording), I will upload some of my existing songs that I took down when I stopped my paid account. I have really old stuff on my archive account.

Oldies: https://soundcloud.com/peterlehndorff-archive

email: Peter @ Lehndorff. com

Genres: folk, jazz, humor, singer-songwriter, Americana
Instruments: guitar and some mandolin and midi stuff

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