Subject: RE: new song Big Al Whittle
From:
GUEST,Big Al Whittle
Date: 08 Oct 12 - 08:58 AM
Bruce....what can I say. i am so honoured. Truly I am not worthy...
to tell you the truth I'm still pissing about with the lyrics - so feel free to add subtract, whatever. This is the last time I typed it out - I know I changed it after that. And the lead break is all over the place. But its taken about six weeks obsessive messing to get it even that good.
I long to play that song my guitar sings
I long to play that - song my guitar sings
Play every note like the beat of a blackbird's wing
The song of the sky, and the sweet fresh air - on that first day of the Spring
I long to play that - song, my guitar sings
Stood alone as the storm was raging in the depth of night
And lightning bathed the whole world , in blue 'n' silver 'n' white
I cried Bring down the lightning to my fingers and hands, when I touch these guitar strings!
For I long to play that song my guitar sings!
When you stand on the mountain see the ravens swoop and fly
Almost reach out and touch them, cos you've borrowed their place in the sky
Lord make my fingers as just as strong..... strong , as their swoop and swing
When I play that song, the song that my guitar sings
I wanna walk that promised land
The muse will set me free
The rocks and the soil beneath my feet will
Harmonise with the waves of the sea.
When I get to play the song that my guitar sings
Play every note like the beat of a blackbird's wing
Songs of the sky, and the sweet fresh air on that first day of Spring
And I shall that song - the song that my guitar sings
Words and music by Alan Whittle ©03/09/2012 21:44:15
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