Name: Lazybones by Andrew Baird
Duration: 2 min 24 s
Description: A tale of mild peril #folk #newmusic #acoustic #guitar #singer

Really like the guitar strumming... it has a good rhythm to it! It reminds me of early Bob Dylan, Woody Guthrie, Warren Zevon to name a few... . Great storytelling!

Wonderful song with a great vocal, love the story and the guitar!

Great shanty song Not too many heard these days

On deck of the ghost ship, disappearing in the fog…

Enjoyed this..sounds like a classic..clever lyrics, and presented perfectly..Great song.

Ha-ha, this is such a great tall tale, wonderfully done!

Very funny story telling, great traditional style. Reminder me a bitof Peter Sarstedt, although he's less funny

A tale of mild peril #folk #newmusic #acoustic #guitar #singer

Lazybones

This song represents a turnstile in my life... a fork in the road so to speak.... I had a choice to make.... Love.... or.. Death.... my Demons vs my Angel's.... there are 2 lead lines in there battling each other..  who wins!?!?  This was track 4 off of Wadin'...'06...

Love or Death

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You Walked In

Counting days of static gain, where all is lost, but stays the same
And I can't help you with my name.
All the points in between, fill with hope and gasoline.
Let's burn it down with alcohol and nicotine.

We were young and full of hope, but that was long ago I'm on my way.
Fortunes change and so have I, it's getting worse.....why should I try.

Capsize the battleship of lost ambition
The current side of alibies we left behind.
And the thought of gravity, the silence of obscurity,
It's weighing in on everything, and who and when to be.

We were young and full of hope, but that was long ago I'm on my way.
Fortunes change and so have I, it's getting worse.....why should I try.
Loosing ground and piece of mind. A dead end road I might just leave behind.

I might just leave it all behind
Praise the better days that pass us by.

Hope and Gasoline

Reconsider

Time dies

Can't feel my touch or the lust inside of me, am I drying ?, like a dead tree
Why am I so hard, my mouth is so dry, I can´t even see , my brain is branchin out of me and dying

I feel my nerves are growing branches out of me
Its like that they dont know what´s my place on earth

I feel my nerves are coming out of my brain

My mouth gets dry, my hair falls out
What´s this disease
Is Fear of the dark taking over me

Time dies

Can't feel my touch or the lust inside of me, am I drying ?, like a dead tree
Why am I so hard, my mouth is so dry, I can´t even see , my brain is branchin out of me and dying

I feel my nerves are growing branches out of me
Its like that they dont know what´s my place on earth

I feel my nerves are coming out of my brain

My mouth gets dry, my hair falls out
What´s this disease
Is Fear of the dark taking over me

Will I ever reconsile my soul
will I ever be the same I was
I can´t even recognize myself
Should I keep myself away from you

Away from you
Away from you
Away from you

Time dies

assignation

Nothing

Written by Don Gibson.
Performed by Paul Greiner.

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I'm a singer-songwriter from Dundee with a warm, distinctive sound and a love of storytelling through song.

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Lazybones

Andrew Baird

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