These classic hymns have so much power, but they're lost on our younger generations.  I've recreated them with a more current sound.  More will be added, as time permits.

Classic Christian Hymns Recreated for Today

It Is Well With My Soul

How Great Thou Art

How Great Thou Art V2

Battle Hymn Of The Republic

These classic hymns have so much power, but they're lost on our younger generations. I've recreated them with a more current sound.

Crown Him With Many Crowns

Lyrics by:  Greetje Oud
Produced by:  William J Evans

How To Talk To You

These classic hymns have so much power, but they're lost on our younger generations. I've recreated them with a more current sound.

[Verse 1]

A mighty fortress is our God,
a bulwark never failing;
our helper he, amid the flood
of mortal ills prevailing.
For still our ancient foe
does seek to work us woe;
his craft and power are great,
and armed with cruel hate,
on earth is not his equal.

[Verse 2]

Did we in our own strength confide,
our striving would be losing,
were not the right Man on our side,
the Man of God's own choosing.
You ask who that may be?
Christ Jesus, it is he;
Lord Sabayoth his name,
from age to age the same;
and he must win the battle.

[Verse 3]

And though this world, with devils filled,
should threaten to undo us,
we will not fear, for God has willed
his truth to triumph through us.
The prince of darkness grim,
we tremble not for him;
his rage we can endure,
for lo! his doom is sure;
one little word shall fell him.

[Verse 4]

That Word above all earthly powers
no thanks to them abideth;
the Spirit and the gifts are ours
through him who with us sideth.
Let goods and kindred go,
this mortal life also;
the body they may kill:
God's truth abideth still;
his kingdom is forever!

A Mighty Fortress Is Our God

A song for the 2024 Wilsall, Montana rodeo.

[Verse 1]
(Chords: G - C - D - G)

Saddle up, the sun's high in the sky,
Dusty trails, beneath the big Montana sky.
Cowboys and cowgirls, gather 'round,
For the rodeo, the heart of this town.

(Chorus)
(Chords: G - C - D - G)

It's summer in Montana, where the spirit runs free,
Ridin' bulls and broncs, that's where we'll be.
With grit and grace, we'll take our chance,
In the land of the brave, where dreams dance.

[Verse 2]
(Chords: G - C - D - G)

From the chutes to the arena, dust fills the air,
Heartbeats race, anticipation's everywhere.
Eight seconds of glory, a cowboy's quest,
In the rodeo arena, we give our best.

(Chorus)
(Chords: G - C - D - G)

It's summer in Montana, where the spirit runs free,
Ridin' bulls and broncs, that's where we'll be.
With grit and grace, we'll take our chance,
In the land of the brave, where dreams dance.

[Bridge]
(Chords: Em - C - G - D)

Beneath the endless stars, our spirits ignite,
Bound by the fire, in the Montana night.
With each shared tale, our bonds grow strong,
In the summer's embrace, where we belong..

(Chorus)
(Chords: G - C - D - G)

It's summer in Montana, where the spirit runs free,
Ridin' bulls and broncs, that's where we'll be.
With grit and grace, we'll take our chance,
In the land of the brave, where dreams dance.

[Outro]
(Chords: G - C - D - G)

So here's to the rodeo, and the cowboy's call,
In the heart of Montana, we'll stand tall.
With the sun on our backs, and the wind in our hair,
Summer in Montana, we'll always be there.

Summer In Montana

We all need encouragement, from time-to-time.  That's what this song is all about.

Just Be You

A little country song about something that happens, every year, in a little Montana town.

Lyrics:

[Verse 1]


In the shadow of the Crazy's, where the wild winds blow,
Lies a town called Clyde Park, where stories come to grow.
Old Settlers Days, a time to reminisce,
In the heart of Montana, where memories bliss.

[Chorus]


Crazy Mountain Majesty, in the summer haze,
Where the sun kisses the land, in so many ways.
With laughter and joy, we come together to play,
In Clyde Park, on Old Settlers Days.

Verse 2]


From near and far they gather, in the morning light,
To celebrate the pioneers, who stood strong in the fight.
With horses and wagons, they parade through town,
In honor of the past, where courage was found.


[Chorus]


Crazy Mountain Majesty, in the summer haze,
Where the sun kisses the land, in so many ways.
With laughter and joy, we come together to play,
In Clyde Park, on Old Settlers Days.


[Bridge]


Underneath the big sky, where dreams take flight,
We'll honor our heritage, in the soft twilight.
With gratitude in our hearts, for the stories of old,
In the beauty of Montana, our spirits unfold.

[Chorus]


Crazy Mountain Majesty, in the summer haze,
Where the sun kisses the land, in so many ways.
With laughter and joy, we come together to play,
In Clyde Park, on Old Settlers Days.

Crazy Mountain Majesty

Then Life Hit

Verse 1:
She's my ride or die, my day one chick
I'll never ghost her, she's the one I pick
She's hotter than fire, sweeter than honey
She's my queen, and I'm her king, no money

Chorus:
Love is like a beat that never stops
A rhythm that makes your heart pop
It's like a flow that never drops
A connection that hits you non-stop

Verse 2:
When we're together, it's like a cypher
A perfect blend, like tea with cider
We're in sync, like a dope DJ mix
We ride the same wave, like surfing chicks

Chorus:
Love is like a beat that never stops
A rhythm that makes your heart pop
It's like a flow that never drops
A connection that hits you non-stop

Verse 3:
She's my baby girl, my sweetie pie
I'll never let her go, never say bye
I'm her rock, her shelter, her safe place
She's my sunshine, my good vibes, my grace

Chorus:
Love is like a beat that never stops
A rhythm that makes your heart pop
It's like a flow that never drops
A connection that hits you non-stop

Outro:
Love is the real hip hop, the true art
It's a feeling that comes from the heart
It's a culture that brings people together
Love is the reason we're all forever.

Love Is

This is a song about how our nation, the USA, was built and the stark difference between past generations and today.

Calloused Hands Of America

Truck drivers make it all happen, for all of us. They put in a ton of hours for little thanks. Those who own their own trucks usually develop and emotional attachment to them. Here's one trucker's love song to his beloved truck.

Miles And Memories

A little song I produced for our flat earth folks. Enjoy.
Lyrics:
Flat Earth Blues
(Verse 1) Well, they say the horizon's flat as can be, From the mountains to the deep blue sea, Climbing high, they can't see the curve, Got a theory that throws science a swerve.
(Chorus) Oh, they've got the flat earth blues, No round world for them to choose, Laughing at gravity, it's just a fallacy, Living life in their own fantasy.
(Verse 2) Water finds its level, oceans should be flat, Spinning round the sun? They ain't buying that, They say NASA's just a big ol' lie, Fake photos and space tricks, oh my!
(Chorus) Oh, they've got the flat earth blues, No round world for them to choose, Laughing at gravity, it's just a fallacy, Living life in their own fantasy.
(Verse 3) Gyroscopes and pendulums, they won't spin right, Antarctica's an ice wall, keeping day from night, Flight paths don't match up, they draw their own maps, Science books? They say it's all just traps.
(Chorus) Oh, they've got the flat earth blues, No round world for them to choose, Laughing at gravity, it's just a fallacy, Living life in their own fantasy.
(Bridge) The sun and moon, just circling above, In their flat world, it's all made of love, But when you point to stars and ships in space, They shake their heads, with a smile on their face.
(Chorus) Oh, they've got the flat earth blues, No round world for them to choose, Laughing at gravity, it's just a fallacy, Living life in their own fantasy.
(Outro) So here's to the flat earth folks, with their maps and their jokes, Living on the edge of a grand illusion, But we'll keep on spinning, while they're stuck in their confusion.

Flat Earth Blues

Got a bit nostalgic while riding, today.  Thinking of all the rides I've been on, over the years, and all the other riders I've met.  If you don't ride, you'll never know the bond that takes place.  The more miles you put behind you, the tighter that bond becomes.  It's fascinating, really.  It's kind of like the bond that forms in the military, police, fire.  In my case, I've worn all of those uniforms and have come across others who have similar backgrounds.  That bond grows even faster.

So, today, I took some time to create a song about it.  A simple little salute to life on a bike and the bonds that are made.

A Mighty Fortress Is Our God

William J Evans Music

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