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White Horses
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Here's a song for all singers, songwriters and guitar pickers! Just a nice story; and where in the world do you think this could be set?
singer songwriter country california story bay riding horses ocean couple
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Solo singer-songwriter and tunesmith playing British fingerstyle steel and nylon string guitar, and historic instruments. Scots and Irish influences.
I've been writing and playing songs and tunes since teenage years in folk clubs and pubs. I co-organise the Kelso Friday night live music sessions at the Cross Keys (hosted singaround 7.45-10pm) and Cobbles Inn (10-12pm open mic with The Cobbles Band) with the help of many friends. All welcome! Visit us at kelsofolkandlive co uk. It is worth clicking on the tab because the sound quality of my tracks is far higher than the auto player on this page. Many can be streamed or downloaded at 320KBps and the enhancement for solo guitar/voice far exceeds the benefit you get for highly compressed band recordings. My recordings are full dynamic, not compressed. Just select Hi-Fi for the first song, and an MP3 high bitrate window will open - you will still get a sequence of songs. Most of my downloads are free, but some 320KBps tracks are paid-for. These are selected because they make up my main instrumental album. I now have a YouTube page and have started doing some video recordings for fun: @daviddkilpatrick I have mainly played Lowden guitars since 1999. I current play a 1985 S5FN (nylon string), 1986 S22 (jumbo O-size mahogany/cedar), and 1995 S32 (small body rosewood/spruce). I also play my own 1997-built Martin 'kit' Grand Auditorium rosewood/spruce, a Sigma OM-T, Furch Little Jane, Tacoma Papoose, Guild 8-string baritone, Vintage V880 parlour guitar and Gordon Giltrap signature model, a Troubadour mahogany/spruce classical and an Adam Black 12-string. And that's just the guitars... also viola, mandolin, mandola, waldzither, bouzouki, Appalachian dulcimer, low D whistle, keyboards.
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#8,612 today Peak #22
#3,091 in subgenre Peak #4
Author
David Kilpatrick
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David Kilpatrick
Uploaded
November 24, 2003
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MP3 6.1 MB 128 kbps 6:37
Story behind the song
This is just a song I enjoyed writing. It's a simple story about two people, and it covers all kinds of stuff which people like - lifestyle, horses, the ocean, singing, family, aspirations, partnerships. The 'bottom string' guitar riff is played in drop D tuning on a nylon string for extra richness, but there's a steel string in there too. It's really intended to be played on a fiddle (starts on the bottom D). Both are Lowdens, of course.
Lyrics
She was a singer, he wrote the songs She moved to the city so he came along Bought them a beach house looked out on the bay She liked the ocean, decided to stay But she left behind mountains and valleys and plains Deep winter snows and soft summer rains She left behind saddles, and bridles and reins And the dancing white horses which run on the range White horses, white horses run wild on the land White horses, white horses they come to her hand White horses on the prairie, white horses on the plain White horses in dreams take her back home again Well, he got a day job selling guitars She got the bookings, singing in bars, In afternoon bookstores and midnight cafés Where nobody listens but somebody pays And round about sunset they'd walk on the sand And talk about all of the great things they planned She'd watch the waves rolling in from the sea Like the white horses in her memory White horses, white horses they break on the shore White horses, white horses they race and they roar White horses of the ocean, white horses of foam She dreams the white horses can take her back home Then one summer evening when he was out late She heard a truck roll up and stop by the gate Her dad and her brothers with reins in their hands Leading her horses right down to the sands They built her some stables, fenced in the ground She put up some signs on the highways around Saying, ride by the ocean, ride by the sea Come ride through the waves and ride fast and ride free! White horses, white horses they race on the sands White horses, white horses they come to her hand White horses by the ocean, white horses in the foam She rides the white horses and she's back at home She was a singer, he wrote the songs He moved to the city so she came along Bought them a beach house, looked out on the bay She loved the ocean, decided to stay On warm summer evenings, she's got horses for hire Folk ride on the sands and folk eat by the fire To the rythm of waves and the lilt of guitars She sings his songs by the light of the stars
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