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Old Time Country Music. (1997)

When I was young I never missed The Grand Old Opry. It was broadcast on WSM in Nashville and we could hear that station at night in both Iowa and Florida.

I went through several stages of musical tastes, moving from country to rock-n-roll, to symphonic, to folk, to opera, to almost everything. Although there were stages of my life where I wouldn't admit to anyone that I still liked country music, I did. In the words of the song "I was country when country wasn't cool".

Country music was the first kind of music that I loved and it seems we always return to our first loves sometimes only in our dreams. In the case of country music I don't have to dream.

Copyright law prevents me from singing any of the country songs I love on my web show but that won't stop me from singing ABOUT country music.


Don't Play "The Tennessee Waltz" (2000)

Have you ever wondered what happens after the song ends. One song that always made me wonder that was "The Tennessee Waltz". Since no one else has done it I decided to write a sequel to that song. I get some revenge on both the guy who took "my" girl away from "me" and on the girl for being so easily seduced. Although it sounds like a "happily ever after" ending my personal view is that he is riding for another fall.


It's a Twister. (1997)

I live on the edge of tornado alley and Kentucky does get them from time to time. After seeing the movie twister I decided to put the occurrence of one of those fearsome storms into a song. I hope to make the listener feel the terror of experiencing a twister.

I cringe whenever I hear a tornado survivor say "...it sounded like a freight train." I'd be willing to bet a considerable sum of money that person has never heard a freight train at full throttle. That cliché grew up when trains were powered by steam and the combination of hissing steam, clashing mechanical parts, and rolling wheels may have sounded similar to the rushing wind and crashing debris of a tornado. I've never heard a tornado live, and I hope I never do, but based on admittedly poor sound recordings I'll bet it sounds more like a fleet of jet planes.


Nobody Writes Songs About Teachers (1998)

I wrote this one for Sue who suggested the title. She taught for 14 years before giving it up. This is dedicated to her and all over worked and under paid teachers everywhere.

When the economy takes a downturn and states start cutting their budgets, guess what's the first thing they cut. That's right, teacher salaries.


The Great Bear (1997)

Because I have always been interested in astronomy the stories associated with the constellations of stars are well known to me. Until a few years ago I was unacquainted with the Native American sky legends.

I find it fascinating that both the ancient European and North American cultures saw large and small bears in the patterns of stars commonly known as the Big and Little Dipper. Could it be that these legends were passed down to each of them by much earlier ancestors before humans migrated to the Americas? The native Americans also saw a mighty hunter in the pattern of stars we know as Orion.


The Green River Waltz (1996)

This song is no more about the Green river than the Tennessee Waltz is about Tennessee. But I have added to the story. There are some people who disapprove of happy endings on the grounds that they don't reflect real life. They must be very unhappy individuals.


Earth (1998) From CD "River Earth and Sky"

The problem with this song is that I had a hard time deciding on a title. The first title was "The Circle of Time" then it was called "From Earth to Love" and finally I went for simplicity and named it "Earth". The lyrics will speak for themselves.


River One Half Mile (1997)

This is a story that my oldest brother will tell at the drop of a hat. As a matter of fact you don't even have to own a hat to drop, he will tell it anyway. It seems he was lost while on a driving trip. He was so lost he didn't even know what state he was in. He used to tell it that he was in Tennessee. Along a country road he saw a sign saying "River one mile". A little farther along "River one half mile" and then "River 800 feet". He and his wife were still laughing when the river came in sight. Sure enough, there it was, a river. No bridge, just a river.

Since then he and I have discussed the event at length and we decided it took place at the Green River ferry in Mammoth Cave National Park in Kentucky. Since he lived to tell the tail it's obvious that there were no watery consequences of the event.


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