lippy only comes from some gorgeous female's lips my friend...i'll see what i can do about posting the track
phill
ps i wore a kilt once...does that qualify as a dress?
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lippy only comes from some gorgeous female's lips my friend...i'll see what i can do about posting the track
phill
ps i wore a kilt once...does that qualify as a dress?
hi daddycool,
i went to your website to listen to this song, but it wasnt there! i guess it will in time. nice little song, and i agree with selso, it would make a good singalong in schools.
phill
well, thanks everyone, unfortunately there are people out there like this! it's strange though that i've heard if 2 in the same area.
russ, it's a weird thing but guys, like women, will accept all kinds of abuse and beatings mistakenly thinking that it's being doled out to them out of love...love?....nah it takes them years to work it out that their abusers just like being boss and inflicting pain.
hi daddycool, i knew a lot of women that had their man hurt them, now i know some guys too.
hi kenny, no i didn't know your ex's personally, but i think they may be related to some women i knew...
hi alan, money...how much...lol
hi roger, english or portuges? we are always richer and wiser after the event!
hi ken, go on...be a devil i dare you to serenade your wife with this, i haven't the guts to sing it to mine, she wont believe it's about someone else, she always believes the bad things, never the good...women are funny...aren't they?
hi selso, i know some hank williams, but i'm not familiar with that one, but knowing it's a hank song, i'll take it as a compliment...thanks
phill
Value Her. By Phill Williams 19th February 2009
I had a little cry yesterday
It's worth it just to cry sometimes
To cry for no reason
To cry out in pain
To cry tears of pride
To keep you ...sane
I may cry tomorrow
And I'll tell you just why
My feelings are hurt
But you wont see me cry
No body to hurt me
No body to leave
For I am alone now
I cry `cause I greave
I cry `cause I miss her
I miss the way that she cared
Her scent and her smile
How she combed my hair
So value your mother
Before she has gone
Kiss her, carress her
And give her your love
This piece was written before Christmas, and is the last part to my mini-rock[?] opera To Avalon.
It's accompanied by a musical composition in 3 parts, and [if requested] I will put it up on my-space, but be warned...it is around 6 minutes long! with sound FX's on my voice...you should hear the Guinevere part!!!! well I laughed any way
To Avalon
Legend:-
Veiled by the mists, growing high from the sea
Lies a land where no mortal would live to see
White horses race and gulls do scream
No things there are what they seem
And spirits play amongst the crags
The ghosts of no ordinary men...
For as time passes, one more alights
Great men and women known in their own time
To Avalon, at the end of their life
Merlin Speaks:-
"Young Arthur; valiant and invincible
Do your deeds as you must with care
For one day, not now, not soon...one day
In a battle, one more to win
You will meet your foe, your nemesis; your death
Then we must travel there
Across the sea on a craft of spells
Where white horses race, guided by the yells
Through the mist by the gulls
To Avalon."
Guinevere Speaks:-
"My love, my dear my sweetest one
Across this land you reign alone
Your children are your subjects all
You protect and love them, one and all
Your enemies cower at your name with dread
Come ever home to me
Come ever home to me."
Arthur Speaks:-
"My desirest wife, my heart be yours
And this; hear now my pledge,
As I ride this craft of wood and spells
Across the crests and dead men's yells
Where white horses race to the sound of gulls
And the keel grounds on sand of gold so fine
The mists do part, the honour mine
I await for you to come
To Avalon."
Narration:-
Avalon, O Avalon your mists your beauty veil
From eyes of lesser mortal men
Where ships can never sail
Clear blue skies, cool fresh water to bathe
For all a mortal man could wish, except to miss his grave
For Arthur came to heal from wounds
To rise again when Britain calls
For legend tells he sleeps in peace
To wake when called to save his realm
And armies wait to heed his charge
To save his land once more from harm
O Arthur sleeps in Avalon
Yes Arthur has gone...
To Avalon
hi badeye,
i like to see where people are from, so i googled up cape breton island, and it says your in canada on our side! looks like a lot of trees and snow...hey buvvy that'll cool your fires down!!!!
back to the song, very warm lyrics and i hope the person you wrote them about appreciates your work!
i'm quite partial to tea my-self, as coffee makes my heart do funny things and i end up in hospital! as i did 2 years ago when i was in mandurah near perth in the land of oz.
there is also a song by paul mccartney called "english tea"
phill
ps. and i've gone all blue too...must be the cold!
hi shady, looking forward to your recording.
kenny, just followed your link, so if you can't do it, tough it's too late cos i got it followed it and damn well enjoyed it too! so thanks very much for that...now i have to go out and buy some jim croce, i don't like down loading or copying so shops here i come...sorry for using your post for chatting shady...my favourite wilbury tracks are "tweeter and the monkey man" and "cool dry place"
phill
hi shady,
glad you managed to get this song up...eventually, and it was well worth waiting for!
to be honest, i've heard of jim croce but i dont remember hearing any of his songs...sorry.
i do like this though, a kind of lament on a similar vein to american pie and i hope it sounds as good when you play it!
the traveling wilburys are one of my favourite bands which get a lot of plays on my car CD
let us hear more of your stuff...and see it
phill
hi alan
very profound and lyrical my friend, but i sense some melancholy too...and sex to boot!
nice words creating sensual worlds
phill
hi daddy
very topical my friend...cant believe those foolish people who set those fires
phill
Seems a bit too shady for my computer....?
This is a bit of a jokey type song I just finished writing, I actually know 2 guys in this type of abusive relationship where they get beaten up and ruled over by their girlfriends. I often see them come to work [or the pub] with cuts and bite marks...it's not just girls that get beaten up by violent partners, who tell them it's not their fault because they "love them so much" as I tell them; jealousy is not love, it's an excuse...
upyerkilt, "Love Grows" is an excellent song with a strong guitar riff. "Venus" is most likely the one in the Gillette ad?
To Ozymandias, I Googled mine, search for No 1's on this day
They didn't start the UK charts until 1953 ... so it was "I Believe" by Frankie Laine. in the US on my birthday which was July 30 1951, Rosemary Clooney's "Come on a ma House", can't place it, but I was a bit young then!
Phill
hi mrjay,
1st things first...dont panic!
i played with a band some time ago and i thought we were quite good, then this friend of one of the guys came up to sing, he was a pro and really hot. i expected to fall apart but he made us all raise our game, i've never felt so good playing. so dont fret, sit back and enjoy it...whats the worst that could happen? no ones going to beat you up are they? you may never get this chance again, so enjoy it.
phill
wow, remind me not to step on your corns alan!
nice one full of vengeance and spite...what a way to get revenge...yeah
phill
hi roger, yes she was and the roses i bought her, trouble is they were tulips! i've got to start wearing my glasses
phill
my wife and i have been together for nearly 30 years, i write a little verse every year, this is this years... use it if you like it
I have tried a hundred different ways
To say I love you; come what may
I cannot leave you, now I know
I know for sure I could not go
And if I went, I’d soon return
For by your side; I have learnt
Is the very place where I belong
My destination is where I was from
I may have tried a hundred ways
I may have looked a foolish waste
One thing I will surely do;
Is find my way back home to you
And just in-case you missed the message
I love you....true
my first guitar was a really crap one that broke in half after a week! then i bought another the same, i couldn't get the strings to the fretboard! then various non-descript boxes, til i became richer and got a strat [1972] and a fender f90 acoustic i still have both, a crafter cutaway semi and a cort electric for stage use, i also have a wilson bass and an unnamed 12 string...lots of noise in my house!
phill
i have so many favourite songs many of which have been named;
imagine, woman and how do you sleep..lennon
owner of a broken heart, the ladder, anything from "house of blues CD "...yes
anything from the beatles
anything from rumours by fleetwood mac
anything by queen specially scandal and these are the days of our lives
anything by jethro tull
another brick in the wall...pink floyd
anything by russel harding
may i make a little suggestion?
if worst comes to worst, and the speed bump [otherwise known this side of the pond as a sleeping policeman...aren't they all?] becomes an insurmountable mountain! couldn't we just post the songs on to a "my-space" type pay to listen website? the funds could be collected into a paypal account and distributed to the various charitable causes by mutual consent.
i'm trying....so my wife says, very trying!
phill
my mother used to sing me songs as a rule;
"tell me a story" or "chip chip my little horse" or "horsey horsey, dont you stop" etc i sang them to my kids and now to my grand children
i probably got my love of singing and music from my mother, cant blame my dad for that as he couldn't carry a tune in a bucket, i got my love of DIY from him
phill
The Puppy
By Phill Williams
I bought a little puppy
The neighbours have a cat
A nasty little feline
He scratched and bit and spat
He terrorised my little dog
He'd come home scratched and raw
He's been bitten on his nose and tail
Scratch marks on his paw
If critters have a mafia
This pussy was the don
He seems all nice and cuddly
Then strikes when you are gone
But puppies have this habit
They grow and find their feet
And nasty little pussy cats
Will feel their canine teeth
One day my puppy'd had enough
This cat had gone too far
He'd eaten all his puppy snacks
And messed up all his yard
The red mist had descended
He could not take much more
He picked the cat up by the scruff
And threw him out the door
His teeth were bared and snarling
His tail was standing straight
His ears were back
His growl was deep
The cat had met his fate
So now the little pussy cat
Wont come into my yard
His memory of that fate full day
On his mind indelibly marked
When he sees my little puppy
He crosses over the road
He'd rather risk the rush hour cars
Than mess with mighty Toto [the dog's name]
hi jeff
i get a lot of inspiration from "looking back" so there's nothing wrong in that...is there?
"memories good bad and down-trodden" sums it all up i think.
another good-un my friend keep them coming
phill
good ad for your local radio daddy, have you submitted it? you never know you might get a job as a jingle writer!
phill
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