Arrangement by James Fraser 
James also played all instruments on this song.


                      Chorus
"Sixteen hours in the wind and rain.
Rise in the morning and do it again.
Seven days a week just to make ends meet.
To feed the kids and shoe on their feet."


Granddaddy said as he cut his first tree.
Times will be better for you and me.
Grandma smiled as she took his hand.
Thankful for their piece of land.

Down through the years the family survived.
Through the depression they were barely alive.
If they didn`t have storms the summer brought drought.
The sixty`s snows almost wiped them out.

I married my wife in eighty three  
Daddy died that year he left the farm to me 
I was next in line so I filled the gap.
Didn`t see it coming I was caught in the trap

I`ve heard people say they envy me.
Living out where the air is free.
If they had the chance they would breakaway.
They wouldn`t say that if they had to stay.

I may not be where I want to be.
There bound to be worse off than me
I thank the Lord for mercies small
But if bad luck left I`d have none at all

Sixteen Hours

A song for the little ones , built around the beautiful guitar playing of Josh Woodward , a multi-talented guy.

I would have loved to have added some harmonies on this , but my harmonies sound horrible , so if anybody thinks they could help out , just give me a shout.

Thanks for taking the time to listen.

                  Little One
I see your eyes begin to close 
Your golden curls fall on your nose.
You breath in soft and gentle sighs
Sweet dreams dance behind your eyes.
Sleep in the arms of Peace tonight.
And wake up when the day is bright.
Little One. 
I wish you joy when you are small
And happiness when you grow tall. 
And all your life you`ll have enough.
But most of all I wish you love.
Sleep in the arms of Peace tonight.
And wake up when the day is bright.
 Little One.

Your line reflected in your face
Your fathers smile your mothers grace.
Beside the tree the apple fell.
Sometimes I see myself as well.
Sleep in the arms of Peace tonight.
And wake up when the day is bright.
 Little One. 

Little One...(GranDads Lullaby)

Arrangement by James Fraser 
James also played all instruments on this song.
Rose (RosesAreBlue)very kindly added some beautiful vocals on this version...I`m very grateful to you Rose for taking the time to do this .

Chorus
"Sixteen hours in the wind and rain.
Rise in the morning and do it again.
Seven days a week just to make ends meet.
To feed the kids and shoe their feet."

Grandaddy said as he cut his first tree.
Times will be better for you and me.
Grandma smiled as she took his hand.
Thankful for their piece of land.

Down through the years the family survived.
Through the depression they were barely alive.
If they didn`t have storms the summer brought drought.
The sixty`s snows almost wiped them out.

I married my wife in eighty three 
Daddy died that year he left the farm to me 
I was next in line so I filled the gap.
Didn`t see it coming I was caught in the trap

I`ve heard people say they envy me.
Living out where the air is free.
If they had the chance they would breakaway.
They wouldn`t say that if they had to stay.

I may not be where I want to be.
There bound to be worse off than me
I thank the Lord for mercies small
But if bad luck left I`d have none at all

Sixteen Hours: Version 2 with vocals by RosesAreBlue

When I wrote this song I wasn`t completely happy with the backing or my vocals...so I asked Roger for help...he very kindly agreed and put together a brand new orchestration and added fabulous vocals....he actually created a good part of the melody as well , for which I`m very grateful.
Thank you Roger!
                   
                     Holding On
 A little girl with gold upon her finger
Playing with her mothers wedding band.
Pretending that she`s marrying prince charming.
Safe inside her dreams she takes his hand.

Daddy she used to say when I get married
How can I be sure that he`s the one.
Her Daddy said hold on don`t rush to grow up.
She has spent a lifetime holding on.

Holding on for things she hopes get better.
Holding on because the kids are young
Wasting precious time she wont recover
The years go by and she`s still holding on

A love that burned so deep when first together
Two children and a home to call their own
Now neither one can bare to touch the other
The sands of time has worn away the stone

Her Daddy calls and asks her how she`s doing.
They talk about the kids and things they`ve done.
She longs to tell him  how she`s really feeling.
To let him know she`s only holding on,

Holding on for things that wont get better.
Holding on till all the kids are gone.
Rising everyday and it gets harder.
A life of making do and holding on.


Holding On...Collab with Roger.M

I wrote this song a few years ago...at the time my Mother was in hospital for the last time.
Normally with me the lyric takes forever but this one came in an hour or so.
My friend Roger M added his magic to it...and what a superb job he`s done...I just love his beautiful vocals here...Thanks Rog

Dream About The Rose`s
 
The day is almost done.
The journey almost over.
The beginning of another.
Lie`s ahead.
 
Close your eyes and sleep.
And dream about the rose`s.
A simple prayer that closes.
Every day.
 
    "The stories that you used to tell.
     The song`s you used to sing.
     The flowers that die when winter comes.
     Will bloom again in spring".
 
You wont be alone.
Someone will walk beside you.
To take your hand and guide you.
Your best friend.
 
The rain still gently falls.
A soft wind is still blowing.
The rose`s are still growing.
Every year.
 
    "A house once rang with laughter.
      There was always music there
      Now silence echoes in a room.
      Around an empty chair".
 
Close your eyes and sleep.
And dream about the rose`s.
A simple prayer that closes.
Every day.



Dream About The Roses..... A Collab with Roger M

Song & vocals by PSMK
Guitar by Minor2go.......http://www.looperman.com/users/profile/159051


  At last the squalls of April comes.
The sailing ships are gone
The Shalamar majestic in the sun
As the harbor fades we raise the sails
And all hands set to work 
With each swell of the ocean we move on

The Davis Strait is where were bound.
Blacklead Island and the Sound.
From Baffin Bay back home to Nova Scotia
 
The clouds hang low the sky`s are dark
The night will follow soon.
The changing of the seasons come and go.
A friendly wind..a guiding star
The rhythm of the sea 
Sailing soft upon the ebb and flow .

The Davis Strait is where were bound.
Blacklead Island and the Sound.
From Baffin Bay back home to Nova Scotia

The blacksmith and the carpenter
Are working at their trade
The steerers making sure the ropes uncoil
The sailors and the greenhands new
Repair the nets and line
The cooper makes the barrels for the oil

The Davis Strait is where were bound.
Blacklead Island and the Sound.
From Baffin Bay back home to Nova Scotia

October comes our work is done
We set our sails for home
We`ll see land before its winter time
The rigging set, the irons cleaned
The smell of paint and stain
It wont be long before the home bell chimes

The Davis Strait is where were bound.
Blacklead Island and the Sound.
From Baffin Bay back home to Nova Scotia

Home to Nova Scotia

A song about an old friend of mine....it didn`t matter where Eddie was...he always wanted to be somewhere else!!

Guitar by Morpheusd...http://www.looperman.com/users/profile/814702
Thank you.

Lyrics melody and vocals by myself.



The Ballad Of Steady Eddie

Words, melody & vocals by PSMC
All instruments played by  Reiswerk
Produced by  Reiswerk  http://ccmixter.org/people/Reiswerk/uploads
POWER
My father always dealt from the bottom.
A cheating and a grudge bearing man.
His views on life . if you wanna survive".
There`s something that you gotta understand.
Life`s about power.

Delilah was a beautiful woman.
Samson loved her baby blue eyes.
But when she waved goodbye to  that muscle bound guy.
Delilah proved its not about size.
Its all about power.

Now the devil is a powerful persuader.
Weaving all his charms to deceive.
He caused the world to begin with original sin.
When Adam took the apple from Eve
The devil held the power..

I`ve seen how it looks from the bottom.
More times than you could shake a stick at.
But the view from the top, it sure beats looking up.
The old man was right about that.
You gotta have power.


Power

 Melody, Lyrics and Vocals by myself.
All instruments played by Lohstana David.
http://www.lohstana-david.com/

Waking Up In Ballina

Another wonderful piece of writing from the prolific pen of John Eagle.
Anytime I receive a lyric from John , its just so easy to put a melody to it as John`s writing is so descriptive... the melody practically writes itself.

In the heart of Louisiana  
There’s a place so divine
There’s golden sunshine in the oaks
Here in Evangeline

The oak trees arch
Narrow roads combine
The sugar cane sways
Romance is near
It is on my mind
At the banks of the Teche 
Here in Evangeline

Your eyes are dark and deep
And peer into mine
I am caught in the sweep
Here in Evangeline

And here we lie
In the sweet sunshine
Our hearts embraced
Here in Evangeline
Here in Evangeline
Right here…
…in Evangeline
Romance is here….
Right here…
…in Evangeline…

Here In Evangeline...John Eagle Collab

Lyric and Melody by PSMK
Vocals by medyoneful.
medyoneful can be found here...https://uk.fiverr.com/medyoneful

We Were Young...Feat. medyoneful

I`m Patrick
I`ve loved music all my life, especially singer/songwriters .
I never did anything about it before.... except listen.
Now I have time on my hands and I`m starting to write songs.... although my musical knowledge is limited.
I don`t look on myself as a singer...I get my enjoyment from writing.
I have some friends who help out as my guitar playing is pretty poor , but I would love to collab with some people on Soundcloud.
Thank you for taking to time to visit.



PSMK

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