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Bayside
by Gary E. Andrews - 10/19/26 09:48 PM
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Joined: Jan 2011
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I am new to this site. I have been sitting on some of my music for awhile and would like to let some people have a listen who are not family and friends! I just put one on soundclick and would appreciate it so much if someone would check it out and let me know what he/she thinks! Thanks. This song is called "Promises" Through Lawley field, 'cross the face of the rollin hills Through the high grass mid bloomin daffodils By the stream to the banks of the river Innocence and the promise of a coming day www.soundclick.com/tracyharrisCome on down, place your feet in the muddy waters Feel the cold run through your veins A little stick, blood is thicker than water And the hours, oh the hours, they slip away By the old barn all tired and broken down Near old Mr. Donnelly's where we used to hang around sharing thoughts, tossing rocks down a wishing well Promises, only time could tell come on down, place your feet in the muddy waters Feel the cold run through your veins A little stick, blood is thicker than water And the days, oh the years, they slip away I do remember the night your father went away, we were so young When your mother passed you seemed so frightened by life's hour glass Our different lives got in the way We could only sit back and watch the promises fade away Come on down, place your feet in the muddy water Feel the cold run through your veins A little stick, blood is thicker than water And the time, time, time, time, time, time, time, it slips away......
Last edited by Tracy Harris; 01/18/11 10:25 PM.
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