Jazzy urban 'walking around' song by the great Bobby Watson. I took his musical track and wrote words to it. Recorded and mixed at Musicians' Collaboration

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Bobby Watson gave me this musical bed to play with. I got a great urban feel from it and couldn't get the words "El Dorado" out of my head. It wasn't a long trip to get from the search for the lost city of gold to the search for an elusive fix. The style of lyric is very cryptic and short.

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Musician's Collaboration

Keyboard/Mixing: Bobby Watson

Guitar: David Cole Wheeler

Drums: Mike Kosacek

Vocals: "TallPaul" from Musicians Collaboration

Golden moments at last
Sweet nirvana is nearing
All my past in the past
El Dorado

Some crazy dream
No salt, and no woman for holding
My skin is so damn golden
How I gleam

Ain’t no dream
Faded photograph sidewalk
Sepia shadows where I walk
Where I walk

Some days nothing to lose
Blazing sun disappearing
Dust kicks up on my shoes
El Dorado

Three gold balls
Put my soul up for barter
Every week it gets harder
And harder and harder and harder

See the pretty gold band
Give my memory a hearing
Cold hard cash in my hand
El Dorado

And you go underground
Know where the treasure is found
A packet of herbs to burn my mind
And home I fly
Already soaring so high
Incense in the air, as I close the blind

Golden moments at last
Sweet nirvana is nearing
All my past in the past
El Dorado