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My Sweet Girl
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A bit of fingerpicking that leads to some serious vocal harmonies. Moody and dreamlike.
vocal based folkrock with
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Hippy Dye Cowboy is an idea a band a dream some music some friends and a recording project It also stays crispy in milk and goes well with a nice dark honey por
Hippy Dye Cowboy is an idea, a band, a dream, some music, some friends, and a recording project. It also stays crispy in milk and goes well with a nice, dark honey porter.The band, as such, is comprised of several people who have collaborated on both musical and lyrical content. These efforts are then collected by Todd; the work is distilled and coaxed into a final product. While not a band in the traditional sense, it doesn't truly fall into the category of "solo act". None of the music would exist without the contributions of the whole.
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Charts
Peak #144
Peak in subgenre #24
Author
Todd C. South
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Todd C. South
Uploaded
August 11, 2012
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MP3 4.3 MB 128 kbps 4:44
Story behind the song
This song started in 1996 as a four verse idea with the fingerpicked guitar riff ... and then it just sat, unfinished, in our songbook gathering dust. During the first week of Jan 2002, Todd decided it was high time to finish the song, and put the rest of it together after visiting at length with Sterling and friends. The song is about wishing things could be "perfect", while knowing that life doesn't work that way. There's a lot more to it than that, but you'll have to ask Todd for the details on this song's inspiration.
Lyrics
My sweet girl, she knows why, Lighting flows from gods' eyes... My sweet boy, the world's outside, You're free to roam; it's open wide... I can't tell you where to go, my journey started late, Don't follow me too long, you'll never find your way... In my bed, the sleep like wine, The drug my friend; the dream sublime... Where's Daddy been, will he remind, His soul to wake, his promise mine... I'm always here even when I'm gone, You can ask me everything though I might be wrong... My sweet girl lays down the lines, With careful grace she stays inside... My sweet boy, his hope subsides, Like youth it fails and fades with time... Through chaos there is bliss, with order no escape, Like a leaf wilts in the fall, my color's sure to fade... Copyright (c) 1996-2002, Todd C. South
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