Word

Earth

I Am Earth

Lyrics;
Life was at the Crossroads
Rolling up on 61
The times sure were a changing
From where I had begun

I was on to Graceland
To see where Elvis died
Behold the old King's palace
Where so many mourners cried

A humble way to go away
Guess he held too much inside
I was on to Graceland
To see where Elvis died

Heading up to Tennessee
Where music fills the air
It's easy to forget your home
And lose yourself up there

The broken streets of Memphis
Will bring you to the Sun
Hustlers look with hungry eyes
For where their next meal's coming from
A million dollar quartet haunts
where a Heartbreak had begun
Where the broken streets of Memphis
Bring you to the Sun

Life was at the Crossroads
And I'd gone so far off track
My home is long behind me now
Dont see me turning back

And I was on to Graceland
To see where Elvis died
Mom and Dad in Dallas
Filled with Texas pride
I never seemed to measure up
Lord knows how hard I tried
I was on to Graceland
To see where Elvis died

The road will change perspective
Each turn is something new
We hope to find our way
But so many never do


The ghost of Robert Johnson
Came looking for a ride
And we're on the way to Graceland
To see where Elvis died

Where Elvis Died

An old folk song written by Blind Alfred Reed. There have been some famous cover versions by artists like Ry Cooder and Bruce Springsteen. I think my acoustic version is closest to Ry Cooder's though obviously not in the same stratosphere when it comes to ability.

How Can a Poor Man Stand Such Times and Live? (by Ry Cooder, written by Blind Alfred Reed)

Struggling to extricate yourself from some awful mess of life and circumstance (relationship?)Free? Feels like it, sometimes, until freedom starts to feel an awful lot like falling down. Still, whatever we choose, the choice to be free, to soar, to coast, or to fall down, is in your hands.

* I always loved Tom Petty and his Free Fallin'. Maybe that was in the back swirling around.?

                                                Free, Falling Down

I’m free… falling down…I’m free…falling down
Never felt this good to be living my life…
Never felt this way,  good to be giving it up…
Left it all behind, I’m going on my own…
I’m spreading my wings

As autumn falls and the leaves do curl
Throw this drowning man… a heavy stone…
A heavy stone
Ah summoning the North winds, a hard brick in soft felt
The world has lungs…that are fit to burst
The world is a mighty fist…in your hands
The world is a fragile fist …in your hands…in your hands!

In your hands… Whoa! 
(Im free…falling down)
It’s in your hands … Whoa!
Never felt this good to be living my life…
Never felt this way, good to be giving this up…
Left it all behind, I’m going on my own…
I’m spreading my wings.

Well who made the world mad?
Was it us? That twisted the five fingers of continents?
Fingers of continents
Hold the world for what it’s worth, 
Don’t let your spoon stir the pot…in reverse

In your hands…In your hands   (I’m free)
It’s in your hands…

Wigmore-: Music, guitars, chorus lyrics, lead vocals (chorus)/backing vocals, mixing,production
Allen:  bass, lyrics for verses, vocals (verses)/backing vocals

Test It To Destruction

Free, Falling Down

Trevor Hall - Hold On (feat. Gone Gone Beyond)

Song: Hold On (feat. Gone Gone Beyond)
Listen here: https://ineffable.to/holdon

Lyrics:
Ho, ho, ho, ho
Yeah, moving to move, nothing to gain
Loving to love, don't need a name
It's coming in, like clouds bringing rain
Gotta hold on, gotta hold on, oh no
Ho, gotta hold on, ho

Tell me what's right, tell me what's wrong
Too many words, talking so long
Changing my ways, new road I'm on
Gotta hold on, gotta hold on
Changing my ways, new road I'm on
Gotta hold on, gotta hold on

I wanna be there, wanna see it for myself
Too many years spent chasing thoughts around my head
Like Baba would say, we're just walking each other home
So you gotta hold on

I'm changing my ways, new road I'm on
Gotta hold on, said you gotta hold on
Ho (gotta gotta hold on)
Ho (gotta gotta hold, gotta gotta hold on)
Ho (gotta gotta hold, gotta gotta hold on)
Ho (gotta gotta hold, gotta gotta hold on)
Changing my ways (changing my ways), new road I'm on
Gotta hold on, gotta hold on
Changing my ways, new road I'm on
Gotta hold on, gotta hold on
Gotta gotta hold, gotta gotta hold on
Gotta gotta hold, gotta gotta hold on
Gotta gotta hold, gotta gotta hold on

#TrevorHall

Hold On (feat. Gone Gone Beyond)

New recording "Low Light" out August 19th

You will hear songs about love and desire.
A song about leaving that place you call home.
A song about good dancing and a song about dance battles.
A song about death.
And a slow country burn that cries “its your turn honey now sing me your love songs”.
A late night low light recording.


Low Light

Love That Woman

Solo acoustic rock n roll! 

I am a solo guitarist mainly playing acoustically. I am a rock n roller with folk, country, blues, jazz and classical influences. It could be summed up as cowpunk.

I have written two songs, Mexico and Solution, and have also written a number of instrumentals. As I don't have many songs of my own, I like to learn to play standards so I have developed a bit of a repertoire.

All originals are copyright. 

Thanks for listening and I hope you enjoy it!

How Can a Poor Man Stand Such Times and Live? (by Ry Cooder, written by Blind Alfred Reed)

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