Folklore Troubadour

by Greg Reed

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(free) 02:23
3 chords and the truth That's all anyone ever needed just to write A simple I love you And it changed the world But to me, it wouldn't matter if I couldn't change your mind. 2 hands clasped together In trusting each can't we all find another Solution to this war I swear that peace worked before greedy people rose to fight. 1 voice from the heart Selfless, whisper wisdom, crying freedom, speaking justice Wanting love 3 chords, 2 hands, 1 voice, and no time to lose
(free) 02:31
Pluck the heartstrings of my guitar Strum them 'til they'll sing no more No one else could I adore (I just) Stare at you 'til eyes grow sore If life is like a song - you write my melody I had loved wrong, but your heart taught me When I wake up start the day And see you lying next to me Can't we both just run away? Buy the ticket leave today We'll hop into that rocket and blast off Take a trip 'round mars, then come back home When days are you long you console me You stole me - never give me back I was singing without soul I was speaking but my words were dull Your love sharpened me like a knife Cut into my heart and bleed my life
(free) 03:53
Let's get right down to it baby now We've got tonight I've got this cask of wine and you You've got the bites I see that smile creepin' in again The moon is bright You've got that look in your eyes By candle light You know what I want Stop makin' me wait You know what I want It's you with me, baby Ukulele play all day and you And you don't mind Sleepin' on the seashore in the sand Won't get much sleep tonight because (Chorus)
I thought I could be the Prince of Araby With servants to serve me and wise men to teach me I'd slave away every day Just running my country Like an ocean wave, I'd control the sands I could turn the tide if I waved my hands As a grass in wind they'd obey my commands Build and empire that stands the test of time A beggar's description looked deep in my eyes I could not empathize with his struggle for bread But his head it was full of wisdom and joy What's that like? I don't know...
(free) 03:18
In a cabin by the brook near the tiny village of Spumento Lived and old retired cook, a pirate by his trade And he looked to the sea To his old ship 'Majesty' He lived by the shore To feel more at home - he lived alone A caller came to his door near that tiny village of Spumento 'Majesty' needed him once more so he left without delay And the thoughts ran through his head “Will I come back alive or dead?” So he stepped onto the road And left his land-locked home - Goodbye Spumento! And if you see him sailing, you'll notice from a mile You'll see what he's been wanting - the chance to really smile! The cabin is quiet now near that tiny village of Spumento The townspeople wonder how that came to be And they go about their lives Hats on Sunday, suit and ties Did the pirate find his dream? They just don't care! Well that's Spumento
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released November 1, 2008

Percussion - John Knecht
Drums, Production - Mark Kleinfelder


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Greg Reed Chicago, Illinois

I am a violinist, guitarist, singer, songwriter, composer, and teacher currently residing in Bellingham, WA.

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