Everyone: Finds Taylor Mccall via MeatEater podcast Me: Finds MeatEater podcast via Taylor Mccall. After years of listening to the same half dozen songs I'm so keen for the new releases!!!! In the meantime I have a new podcast to catch up on
I went through and liked every comment referencing the MeatEater podcast, because that is why I am here. This song gave me chills, and what an awesome artist. Absolutely brilliant.
Lol...not gonna lie, that's where I first heard him...this is the kind of country I can listen to...it has heart... I hate most popular country music but I like bluegrass...it's weird I know...
Saw Taylor in Nottingham UK at the Royal Concert Hall.Awsome talent.Pity he only had 30 minutes as warm up for Robert Plant but it was great to see/hear him.
Damn. This song moves me. It has punch, great lyrics and Taylor McCall has such a unique voice. Taylor, please get out there and share your immense talent and fantastic sound.
Glad to see actual musicians playing their own instruments on songs they wrote themselves. I don't listen to the radio anymore. Now I surf RU-vid and Spotify for real music.
This old boat shivers across the cold river beneath the trees Floating like a pine just to waste my time in search for peace Madison county where your arms never found me why did I leave Blamed it on the cold even though I was told dont chase anything At times I was wicked like a dog in the thicket bound to bite Wagging my tail probably catching hell from from you tonight My bones were made to travel the roads of ancient battles and red lights Pedal to the metal cause the devil sings in treble out of spite Now see the chains that keep you tethered Callused hands dance under pressure Warmed by the fire now free like the ember Along for the ride guided by your whisper You can blame it on the bourbon you can blame it on the hurting that got you down Like a bandit in disguise Taking back roads late at night out of town Death was surely close like the stains from tobacco in his mouth With his jericho rose another chance and change of clothes he headed south Now see the chains that keep you tethered Callused hands dance under pressure Warmed by the fire now free like the ember Along for the ride guided by your whisper Now see the chains that keep you tethered Callused hands dance under pressure Warmed by the fire now free like the ember Along for the ride guided by your whisper Lyrics from Taylor Mccall's Facebook page.
Hey man. I know the community of butte would like to have you back in Montana and sing/play for us. Taylor McCall. Please read this. You have my whisper bro.
