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Pale Rider (Long Walk) 13 MP3.mp3
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a fairy tale in song...piano and guitar provide the only percussion
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Alternative country contemporary christian pop/rock
When I was 22 a young lawyer took one of my songs and put it on the ‘B' side of his recording of Ave Maria. He invited me to watch the recording session at Criteria in Miami, Florida. Since that moment all I have ever wanted was to have my music recorded by professional musicians and sung by established artists. This truly is a monumental task as I do not perform live so I have recorded my own material as a means to get exposure and as a way for artists to be able to judge the “cover” worth of my songs. I am looking for a publishing deal. Contact Info: Jim Blachura C/O Stablesongs Phone: 336 995 0813 E Mail: saintlymanmusic@yahoo.com Saintly Man Music /ASCAP
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Genre
Country • Alternative Country
Charts
Peak #168
Peak in subgenre #28
Author
blachura/blachura
Rights
2013
Uploaded
November 25, 2012
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MP3 3.8 MB • 128 kbps • 4:06
Story behind the song
Preacher, Hull Barrett and Sarah...just updated...for modern times...
Lyrics
Pale Rider (Long Walk) / Blachura The comfort of the cradle is really no allure And it’s easy to miss what’s right in front of you…of this, I know for sure O this deal that sits before me now you’re so much a vital part Yoou’re welcome any time you should need a place you already have one in my heart So he paid for the breakfast and he bought them food He put all the drinks on his tab and he threw in dinner, too And if no one goes the extra mile Pale Rider gets shot in the back He gave him all the confidence in the world so old Hull Barrett doubled back She waits for Galahad; He came up a bit too shy Her heart was good as gold; His sights were set too high It was a long walk back just to find out one of my none lives was still intacty And for just one last time I wanted to know if a selfless act could change that fact It’s something that I heard before somewhere in my past And if with one last ounce of my strength I push I just might make it last She waits for Galahad; He came up a bit too shy Her heart was good as gold; His sights were set too high Instrumental bridge She waits for Galahad; He came up a bit too shy Her heart was good as gold; His sights were set too high
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