Hey all. This is a demo of one of the new songs I'm writing for the next project. Drums are programmed and the vocal is mine. The plan is to add real drums and a first rate vocalist.
All comments welcome. This is a total starter mix, with the added complication of MIL in the house for Thanksgiving meaning I'm monitoring on headphones.
Thanks!
Latest mix:
Bored in San Antone_Ray Taylor_mix 15.mp3 - Google Drive
Bored in San Antone
Words and music by Ray Taylor, 2017
We’re bored in San Antone
That’s the most we need to know
We’ll see it all I’m sure
When we’re together
And I think I really dig you
And what if it were true?
We’d work it out somehow
Or break it all in two
The Alamo looks smaller
Than the tall tales and the hollers
Got a tale or two
Mine’s got eyes for you
Well it’s high ho
Old Silver and away we go
Excuse us if we don’t stand on formalities
It’s lie low
Storm coming and a wicked blow
And all the wicked know
Is they ain’t bored tonight in San Antone
Off a whirlwind tour of a cloverleaf
On the south side of downtown
Past the buff shops and the taco stands
Where the highway spit us out
Think I really love you
Though who am I to say?
There’s the right way
And the wanton way
And the way we’re wanting now
And the Alamo looks smaller
Than the tall tales getting taller
I got no plans that don’t involve
Your number
Well it’s high ho
Old Silver and away we go
Excuse us if we don’t stand on formality
Well it’s lie low
Storm coming and a wicked blow
And all the wicked know
Is they ain’t bored tonight in San Antone
All comments welcome. This is a total starter mix, with the added complication of MIL in the house for Thanksgiving meaning I'm monitoring on headphones.
Thanks!
Latest mix:
Bored in San Antone_Ray Taylor_mix 15.mp3 - Google Drive
Bored in San Antone
Words and music by Ray Taylor, 2017
We’re bored in San Antone
That’s the most we need to know
We’ll see it all I’m sure
When we’re together
And I think I really dig you
And what if it were true?
We’d work it out somehow
Or break it all in two
The Alamo looks smaller
Than the tall tales and the hollers
Got a tale or two
Mine’s got eyes for you
Well it’s high ho
Old Silver and away we go
Excuse us if we don’t stand on formalities
It’s lie low
Storm coming and a wicked blow
And all the wicked know
Is they ain’t bored tonight in San Antone
Off a whirlwind tour of a cloverleaf
On the south side of downtown
Past the buff shops and the taco stands
Where the highway spit us out
Think I really love you
Though who am I to say?
There’s the right way
And the wanton way
And the way we’re wanting now
And the Alamo looks smaller
Than the tall tales getting taller
I got no plans that don’t involve
Your number
Well it’s high ho
Old Silver and away we go
Excuse us if we don’t stand on formality
Well it’s lie low
Storm coming and a wicked blow
And all the wicked know
Is they ain’t bored tonight in San Antone
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