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Yeah I know six takes and still trying. In E minor again, but it does now have a chorus. Graham
been there virgin sand ou
Strictly a demos only performer <br />Jam at live gigs sometimes and have a whole lotta fun doing it
I am writer, and general Mister Nice Guy. I am not a performer but manage to squeak out stuff good enough for others to hear and do better with. Lucky for you lot. I get a few other people to sing and play some of my stuff. I do make Karaoke tracks of my songs and perform them every Saturday night, trotting twix the two local pubs that do karaoke. I have a whole heap more fun than doing covers all the time. Most weeks having at least one new song to try out on the punters. Have seven recorded and getting airplay. And not only on my show Roar Radio either. Backing music for Born To Be Blue is now on a video showing the Esperance service providers. Out soon. More later.
Song Info
Genre
Pop Pop Rock
Charts
Peak #646
Peak in subgenre #130
Author
Graham Henderson
Rights
Graham Henderson APRA
Uploaded
May 02, 2007
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MP3 3.1 MB 128 kbps 3:21
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This Time Copyright © Graham Henderson APRA 2007 Standing checking prices. And leaving times. Wanting every mile and minute. For her pile of dimes. It was earned the hard way. And had been slow to grow, so. Had to buy her out fast. As far as she could go. She tried to play the tourist. Feeling like a fugitive. Knowing she had to go. If she was to live. Each beating had been harder. To take and to hide. It seemed of late his handiwork. Had become a thing of pride. Chorus She was battered on the outside. Bruised to the core. Fractured yet unbroken. And wasn’t taking any more. This time she’d made sure. He’d sleep through the night And this time if he showed. She would fight. Instrumental Ticket bought and on the road. She was on her way. Time to worry about the price. She may have yet to pay. She hoped he’d never find her. Like he had done before. Then dragged her back For more of his kind of law. Chorus She was battered on the outside. Bruised to the core. Fractured yet unbroken. And wasn’t taking any more. This time she’d made sure. He’d sleep through the night And this time if he showed. She would fight. And, this time she had the gun.
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