I hope you enjoy finding new musical "treasures" here every time you visit. You are very welcome!
Great music no matter what the style, IS great music! Blues, bluegrass, Celtic, Native American, mountain, Gospel, Southern Gospel & more. I taqgged everything in the old format. You used to be able to enter the tags & find videos with the tags...even instruments you enjoy! (If you know how to do this in the new format, have fun! Please let me know, also.)
I LOVE YOU CHRISTINA MAE BUSH !!! IF I DONT MAKE A GOOD LOOKING CORPSE THAN YOU CLOSE THE LID OF CASKET !!! PROMISE ME YOU'LL DO ME THIS LAST FAVOR BABY !!! I WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER YOU STANDING BEHIND ME DANCING WHEN I FIRST PLAYED SOME BLUEGRASS WHEN WE FIRST MET !!!
Precious Memories Precious memories, unseen angels Sent from somewhere to my soul How they linger, ever near me And the sacred past unfolds Precious memories, how they linger How they ever flood my soul In the stillness, of the midnight Precious sacred scenes unfold Precious father, loving mother Fly across the lonely years And old home scenes, of my childhood In fond memory appears Precious memories, how they linger How they ever flood my soul In the stillness, of the midnight Precious sacred scenes unfold I remember, mother prayin' Father too, on bended knee The sun is sinkin', shadows fallin' But their prayers still follow me Precious memories, how they linger How they ever flood my soul In the stillness, of the midnight Precious sacred scenes unfold Precious memories fill my soul
As a young child my grandmother would sing this song to me. Listening to it today brought back great memories. I will be turning 65 in about a week and I was 5 ,or 6 years old when I heard it last,?
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Oh, I'm a good old rebel, now that's just what I am, For this fair land of freedom, I do not care a damn. I'm glad I fought against it; I only wish we'd won. And I don't want no pardon for anything I'd done. I hates the Yankee nation and everything they do, I hates the declaration of independence too, I hates the glorious union, 'Tis dripping with our blood, And I hates the striped banner, I fought it all I could. 300,000 Yankees is stiff in southern dust, We got 300,000, before they conquered us! They died of southern fever, and southern steel and shot. And I wish it was 3 million, instead of what we got. I won't be reconstructed I'm better now than then And for that carpetbagger, i don't give a damn! So I'm off for the frontier, soon as i can go! I'll prepare a weapon and start for Mexico.
For sure brothers and sisters Mr. JAMES GOES BEYOND AMAZING PLAY , great music 🎶 big part of my inspiration Amen Kenneth 🙏 Lusby MD USA good look brother 🎉
ere oh where is our James Connolly ? Where oh where is that gallant man ? He is gone to organise the Union That working men they may yet be free. Oh who then who will lead the van ? Oh who then who will lead the van ? Who but our James Connolly The hero of the working man. Where oh where is the Citizen Army ? Where oh where is that gallant band ? They've gone to join the great rebellion That working men they might yet be free. Who will carry high the burning flag ? Who will carry high the burning flag ? Who but our James Connolly Could carry high the burning flag. They carried him up to the jail They carried him up to the jail And they shot him down on a bright May morning And quickly laid him in his grave. Who mourns the death of this great man ? Who mourns the death of this great man ? Oh bury me down in yon green garden With union men on every side. So they buried him down in yon green garden With union men on every side They swore they would form a mighty union That James Connolly's name might be filled with pride. Where oh where is our James Connolly ? Where oh where is that gallant man ? He is gone to organise the Union That working men they may yet be free.
Rest well my friend Daniel Kelly Plano Texas. I hope youre looking down with pride of what your friends Tyler and John have made with their lives. Wish you were here. Miss you danny boy
I played this song for my ❤sweet Mami. And she said, "I do not know about meeting you there. I am not worthy."😢 I was heartbroken over her sadness. I told her how Jesus died for all that and more. That He does not EVEN remember our sins once we ask forgiveness and return to Him. I told her that God ALWAYS waits for us with open arms to welcome us back. She believed me, and Jesus. Now, she is on the other side of Jordan to meet me there. She is part of my Celestial Welcoming Committee. After I hug my Lord Jesus,l🎉, I will be running towards my Mami😢❤😊
