I do this blog because I Love Music. I grew up with music all different kinds Rock and Roll, Christian in a little Baptist Church, Love Pop, Bluegrass, Country, Classical Rock, Hard Rock, Jazz, AND Blues. We was raised to love music through different aspects of our life. Sometimes it was visiting with my mothers sisters and my Uncle Dallas and cousin Roger, we would have a back yard cookout and they would pull out their guitars and we all would sing.
Thursday, May 3, 2012
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
Thursday, April 26, 2012
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
My Door
It hurts when you come knocking at my door
you never ask how are you today
only to come by and see what you can score off of me
Your words hurt me to the core of my soul
they are so bold with no kindness to be had
makes me wonder just how bad you have gotten
are you rotten to the core
are you sore at me because I have nothing inside to give you anymore
my life has become bleak and dark
no more tears leaking out of my eyes
the dread of dealing with you has become unbearable
all the things I have been hearing
ugly words that can never be taken back
So do not come around here
with your bribes and promises of things
go away go away with your lack of sorrow and pain
and do not come here on your rainy days for
I will not be here ever again to share in your vain way of living
I am through I am through I will never see you again
with loving eyes away with you away with you
I am through I am through!
you never ask how are you today
only to come by and see what you can score off of me
Your words hurt me to the core of my soul
they are so bold with no kindness to be had
makes me wonder just how bad you have gotten
are you rotten to the core
are you sore at me because I have nothing inside to give you anymore
my life has become bleak and dark
no more tears leaking out of my eyes
the dread of dealing with you has become unbearable
all the things I have been hearing
ugly words that can never be taken back
So do not come around here
with your bribes and promises of things
go away go away with your lack of sorrow and pain
and do not come here on your rainy days for
I will not be here ever again to share in your vain way of living
I am through I am through I will never see you again
with loving eyes away with you away with you
I am through I am through!
Monday, April 23, 2012
Sunday, April 22, 2012
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