WHERE HAVE ALL THE FLOWER CHILDREN GONE?-Male version
by Mickey James/Sharon Spivey

IT ALL BEGAN AT WOODSTOCK, THAT’S WHAT WE HEARD ‘EM SAY
WHEN COUNTRY JOE AND JIMI BLEW 'EM ALL AWAY
SAW IT ON THE T.V., WISHED THAT WE WERE THERE
WE’D BE LYIN' ON A BLANKET, YOU’D HAVE FLOWERS IN YOUR HAIR

CHORUS:
WHERE HAVE ALL THE FLOWER CHILDREN GONE?
WHERE IS ALL THAT PEACE AND LOVE THEY BUILT THEIR DREAMS UPON?
CAN ANYBODY TELL ME WHERE DID WE GO WRONG
AND WHERE HAVE ALL THE FLOWER CHILDREN GONE?

BACK TO BACK MASS SHOOTINGS, LORD, WHEN’S IT GONNA END
OUR COUNTRY’S UNDER FIRE, AND THE ATTACK COMES FROM WITHIN
THEY CAUGHT A SEVENTH GRADER WITH HIS DADDY'S LOADED GUN
NOW WHO’S THE ONE AT FAULT? IS IT THE FATHER OR THE SON?

CHORUS:
AND WHERE HAVE ALL THE FLOWER CHILDREN GONE?
WHERE IS ALL THAT PEACE AND LOVE THEY BUILT THEIR DREAMS UPON?
CAN ANYBODY TELL ME WHERE DID WE GO WRONG
AND WHERE HAVE ALL THE FLOWER CHILDREN GONE?

BRIDGE:
AND THE DOVES TOOK WING FROM SHORE TO SHORE
WHEN THEY HEARD THOSE FAR OFF CANNONS ROAR
THEY ASKED HOW COME, THEY ASKED WHAT FOR
THEY FED THEIR HEADS, THEY STOPPED A WAR
AND THE GENERATION TIME FORGOT
TAUGHT THEIR CHILDREN WELL, THEY THOUGHT

CHORUS:
SO WHERE HAVE ALL THE FLOWER CHILDREN GONE?
WHERE IS ALL THAT PEACE AND LOVE THEY BUILT THEIR DREAMS UPON?
CAN ANYBODY TELL ME WHERE DID WE GO WRONG
AND WHERE HAVE ALL THE FLOWER CHILDREN GONE?

Where Have All The Flower Children Gone - Male Version

WHEN AN OLD MAN TALKS (Helene Cronin, Jayne Sachs)

1 Audio Track

SHOULD I LET HER IN MY HEART?
Bob Morrison and Sharon Spivey

(MALE)
The morning after is always hard
We got real close, now we’re both on guard
Do I tell her I love her? Would it be out of line
If I let her know what I have on my mind?

CHORUS:
Should I let her in my heart?
Where no one has been before
That place I keep under wraps 
My secret inner core
Would she run for cover, fly off like a bird
If I reveal how I feel about her?
She’s been stuck in my head from the start
Should I let her in...let her in my heart?

(FEMALE)
It’s the mornin’ after, and here we lie
Should I make the next move or kiss him goodbye?
There’s decisions to make, gotta think this thing through
He might be the right one, now what do I do?

CHORUS:
Should I let him in my heart?
Where no one has been before
That place I keep under wraps
My secret inner core
Would he run for cover, be gone with the wind 
If I reveal how I feel about him
He’s been stuck in my head from the start
Should I let him in...let him in my heart?

(TOGETHER)
I never thought we’d get this far
Should I take a chance or keep things as they are

CHORUS (TOGETHER):
Should I let you in my heart?
Where no one has been before
That place I keep under wraps 
My secret inner core
Will you run for cover? Tell me what will you do
If I reveal how I feel about you?
You’ve been stuck in my head from the start
Should I let you in...let you in my heart?

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SHOULD I LET HER IN MY HEART

HELL AIN'T NO PLACE FOR AN ANGEL  

by

Bob Morrison/Bob McCracker/Sharon Spivey

    
I love you way too much to ever use you
            
'Cause when the lovin's done where would we be?
  
I couldn't leave the one who stands between us
              
and you don't deserve the hell of lovin' me



Chorus:
            
Hell ain't no place for an angel
                       
I just couldn't tell my woman that we're through
            
Hell ain't no place for an angel
                     
so I close my eyes and make believe she's you


        
She's always been a perfect wife and mother
  
I know she'd know the minute that I fell

Lovin' you would be a piece of heaven
   
but I can't put an angel through that hell



Chorus:

	Hell ain't no place for an angel
                       
	I just couldn't tell my woman that we're through
             
	Hell ain't no place for an angel
                     
	so I close my eyes and make believe she's you



TAG:

	I just close my eyes and make believe she's you




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HELL AIN'T NO PLACE FOR AN ANGEL

I'M COMIN HOME 
EDMONSON/MILLER
VOCALS /KACI BOLLS

I'M COMIN HOME  by Janet Miller

Isabella's first single "You Don't Know Me", recorded in June 2019 at University of Denver's Lamont School of Music.

Single

You Don't Know Me(Demo)

As songwriters, these are our most recent songs 
demoed to pitch to potential country acts.

http://sharonspiveysongs.com/

https://youtu.be/uSad6twlMS4

LUCIEN
by
Mickey James & Sharon Spivey
sharonspiveysongs@gmail.com

LUCIEN DOES HIS FISHIN' AT THE MARKET
THOUGH HE WISHES HE WAS CLIMBIN' DOWN THAT TRAIL TO CATFISH HOLE
HE STILL HAS DREAMS OF REELIN' IN THE BIG ONE
BUT THERE'S PLACES WHERE A WHEEL CHAIR WON'T GO

LUCIEN WAS INDUCTED IN THE FIFTIES
AND HE BECAME A MAN ONE BLOODY DAY AT YUNG DONG PO
HE SAID HE'D ALWAYS PLANNED TO BE A LIFER
BUT THERE'S PLACES WHERE A WHEEL CHAIR WON'T GO

CHORUS:
	AND HE HANGS OUT ON THE CORNER
	AND HE ROLLS HIS OWN TOBACCO
	AND HE GIVES TIPS TO ALL THE TOURISTS
	..THINGS THAT FISHERS NEED TO KNOW
	AND HE'D LIKE TO WORK UPSTAIRS AGAIN
	AT KELLY'S BAIT AND TACKLE
	BUT THERE'S PLACES WHERE A WHEEL CHAIR WON'T GO

LUCIEN GOES TO SERVICES ON SUNDAY
BUT HE NEVER BOUGHT THE PART ABOUT THAT FIRE DOWN BELOW
'CAUSE HE BELIEVES THAT GOD IS ALL FORGIVING
AND THERE'S PLACES WHERE A WHEEL CHAIR WON'T GO

CHORUS: REPEAT

LUCIEN DOES HIS FISHIN' AT THE MARKET
THOUGH HE WISHES HE WAS CLIMBIN' DOWN THAT TRAIL TO CATFISH HOLE
SOMEDAY HE'LL GO FISHING WAY UP YONDER
IN THOSE PLACES WHERE A WHEEL CHAIR WON'T GO

TAG:
	IN THOSE PLACES WHERE A WHEEL CHAIR WON'T GO
	AND THERE'S PLACES WHERE A WHEEL CHAIR WON'T GO

LUCIEN

Robbins/Sachs/Davey

Humankind (Michael Davey, Chris Robbins, Jayne Sachs)

I am a Nashville songwriter now living in Florida. I wrote Lorrie Morgan's 1st number one single, "Out Of Your Shoes" with Patti Ryan and Jill Wood. I am still "hard at play" pursuing my passion writing songs that I hope will  entertain and perhaps even make a difference.

HELL AIN'T NO PLACE FOR AN ANGEL

Sharon Spivey

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