3,976

(12 replies, posted in Songwriting)

hi guys,

funnily enough i thought the same, but this is how it came out, i dont know where the songs come from, so i dont think i should interfere with how they come....silly but there you go!

thanks for the feedback

phill

3,977

(12 replies, posted in Songwriting)

info; this is posted on myspace if you'd like to hear it...click the web button.

ta

phill

3,978

(12 replies, posted in Songwriting)

I woke up Saturday morning with this in my head, almost complete. So I ran down stairs to my studio and wrote it down, I even had the chords down. WARNING... it's not about love, it's about a serial killer, I'd been watching "Medium" before going to bed!

Pretty Baby.Undefined


[E] There was a story in the papers just the other day.


A girl from Alabama called Lucy Mae.


She was [A] cute she was sassy, she was all those things.


She was [E] walking through the mall with a few of her friends.


When she [B] met an older guy, he was [A] moody and weird.


When they [E] looked for Lucy Mae, the [B] girl had disappeared.




(CHORUS).




Oh [E] no, where's my pretty baby, come home.


I miss my pretty baby. She's [A] gone.


I'm nearly going crazy. It's [E] so long.


Where's my pretty baby?


Her [B] mamma's going crazy, and her [A] papa's getting mad.


The [E] news from Alabama has [B] never been so bad.




(SOLO)


(SAME CHORDS FOR EACH VERSE AND CHORUS)




Did you hear it on the radio; a girl called Mary-Sue?


She lived in Mississippi when she went to buy some shoes.


She was fourteen, she was pretty, she was dressed up all in white.


A car pulled up and she got in, she didn't make a fight.


They searched all through the neighbourhood.


They searched all through the town.


Their searching every single place, I don't think she'll be found.





Oh no, where's my pretty baby, come home.


I miss my pretty baby, she's gone.


I'm nearly going crazy, it's so long.


Where's my pretty baby.


Her mamma's going crazy.


Her dad is getting mad.


The news from Mississippi has never been so bad.






Somebody saw a picture on a CCTV screen.


They called the FBI and now their searching for a man.


He was tall over forty and he wore a baseball cap.


They chased him down the freeway but his car was total crap.


So they caught him in Missouri and they threw him into jail.


But they never found the bodies of those pretty little girls.




Oh no, he's never gonna tell them, they're gone.


The pretty little babies no more.


This guy is truly crazy. No go.


Where's the pretty babies?


Their mamma's going crazy, the papa's getting mad.


They're gonna get a rope and take the law into their hands.


(REP 1st & 2nd CHORUS) >SOLO)





Words & Music by Phill Williams.  9th January 2010.

3,979

(13 replies, posted in Songwriting)

hi wayne,

Loved the guitar pickin' great song too, songs about snow and Christmas are starting to wear a bit now, so this was a welcome break.

phill

3,980

(4 replies, posted in Poems)

hi lena,

yes i know they're eating blueberries, the evidence is all over my car!

thanks for the kind words

phill

3,981

(12 replies, posted in Poems)

hi lena,

i didnt have time to worry about last year as i was too busy singing the conga, and giving auld lang syne a hammering, now that was a far more worrying prospect!.

a very poignant piece this, deep as ever, i like the inclusion of lang syne [whoever he is?;) ].
here's hoping 2010 gives you lots more inspiration for your beautiful poems and songs..

phill

3,982

(6 replies, posted in Poems)

hi lieven,

this has to be one of your best (in english that is) the imagery is beautiful, i think it's about a baby?

well done, your getting so much better

phill

3,983

(4 replies, posted in Poems)

We had snow over the week-end, so when I took out the trash yesterday morning, I noticed a worm dead on the path, it inspired this. And unlike most other countries in the world, when we get snow in the UK, the whole country comes to a halt...

I'm Not Crying.       

Phill Williams. 5th January 2010.                     

Last night's snow crunches underfoot.
Weak sun can't reach to thaw it.
Blue sky now where last night's sky was grey.
Speckled white as the snow was falling.
The golden beach is frosty white.
Hardly a seagull in the sky.
The chill wind burns my naked eyes.
Make tears to roll, but I'm not crying.

The lawn is hard where frost has laid.
Once green grass now sparkles white with hoar.
A poor misguided worm has died.
While escaping from his frigid home.
So he lays there in the sun.
the white around him now has gone.
A sparrow dines upon his corpse.
Beautiful nature is a cruel host.

Where shadows lie there lies the snow.
Glassy ice makes going slow.
One false move and I'll be down.
Breaking bones on frozen ground.
Starlings there on rooftops high.
Hardly a songbird in the sky.
Crows croaking; sound so haunting.
A sad empty feeling, though I'm not crying.

We watched the snow fall through misted windows.
Heard passing cars crunch as they go.
Drivers eyes straining, ever watchful.
Slowly ploughing through the snow.
In the morning kids are playing.
No school today, the school's are closed.
Snow ball fights, snowmen forming.
I'm not crying, distant memories, that's all.

I cant wait for summer!

3,984

(4 replies, posted in Songwriting)

ok lieven, you wanted critique? so here it is, i like rock, and i like the words, so all i can say is....change "learn" to "teach"eg:

i'm gonna teach you to play with a devil's kiss..

not a big change, but it is more grammatical...

phill

3,985

(7 replies, posted in Songwriting)

beautifully crafted words here, you say it's a song, but no chords?

lets hope [having read the words] that it all works out.

phill

3,986

(5 replies, posted in Poems)

i do hope you apologised to that poor little robin?

when i see a new "old doll" offering posted, i have to look and i expect fine works of art, and you never let me down!

you not only have an expert observational skill, but also the talent to write it down in an original and entertaining way.

kudos

phill

3,987

(4 replies, posted in Recording)

thanks tony,

but please spare my blushes, you would most likely have worked it out for your-self! had a listen nice choice with chris rea's road to hell, a good job with the recording, only one criticism , it could do with a nice bass line, do you do any original stuff?

look forward to hearing more from you.

phill

3,988

(3 replies, posted in Poems)

aint nuthin as sad as a pub with no cerveza

phill

3,989

(16 replies, posted in Other string instruments)

hi sammy01,

i once heard that 12 string tuning was done one full tone down; eg the E strings would be tuned to D, the B strings to A, G to F, D to C, A to G. this would have the effect of reducing the strain on the neck, and you must remember that if you play an E chord, your actually playing D!

i don't personally detune, but if it helps...
phill

3,990

(6 replies, posted in Poems)

lovelly story stransongs, unrequited love?

i get the feeling this would make a nice eagles type song, if you decided to put it to music. let us know if and when you do.

phill

3,991

(6 replies, posted in Songwriting)

hi daddy

it seems there's a song in everything you see. i guess it's how you look at things and how they hit your creative muscle.

will the next one be about warm sunshine...i hope so

phill

3,992

(4 replies, posted in Songwriting)

nice one daddy,

i feel the same myself at the moment, no matter what you do, all it gets you is more poop on the head.

phill

3,993

(6 replies, posted in Poems)

it made me think of my father, who's been gone now a few years, winter always makes me sad, as the old people used to say, it's the death of the year. so i'm looking forward to spring, when the world comes once more to life.
thank you for this lovely winter tribute.

phill

ps, this is so good i read it twice and commented twice also

3,994

(9 replies, posted in Songwriting)

hi russ,
not too elevatory musak for you i hope? if it helps it's all about the horizontal quickstep [or waltz as daddycool pointed out] lol

hi helena,
chocolate box, that summonses-up some lovely images, and the smell of fir tree...mmmm.

hi mekidsmom,
thank you very much for your kind words.

arkady,
i've never been called charming before...oh yes you have ...oh no i haven't!

and a merry christmas to you robert.

hello kenny,
hope you had a good-un, regardless...3 times eh? you must be snowed in then?

well christmas has gone, so have a very happy new year.

hwyl

phill

3,995

(9 replies, posted in Songwriting)

hi again, and a merry christmas to all.

if you'd like to have a listen to "blankets" it's now on my-space, click the web button to your left.

i'd like to hear your thoughts on it.

phill

3,996

(9 replies, posted in Songwriting)

We've been having a bit of snow here in sunny south wales lately, so this song came to mind.

Blankets.Undefined


[E] When the cold light of morning, disturbs your sleep, darling.


You [B] remember the heat of the [E] night.


And I'm [Dbm] there like a blanket, [A] keeping you warm.


And I [E] know all the things that you like.




[E] With my arms wrapped around you, we lay there like spoons.


As we've [B] layed here all through the [E] night.


And we [Dbm] whisper like children, [A] hiding in cupboards.


Well I [E] know all the things that you like.




(CHORUS)




And [A] tonight we'll be lovers.


Again, [E] just like last night.


[B] Tomorrow we do it again.


[A] Snow on the rooftops.


[E] Cold crunchy footpaths.



[B] Let us stay here in the [E] warm.




(SOLO . ||E-B-E-B-E|| x2 > CHORUS)






When I [E] look at my roses, they're covered in frost.


Will they [B] die in the cold of the [E] night.


And [Dbm] winter surrounds us, like an [A] old woolen blanket.


And [E] everything `round us is white.


So [E] fill-up the kettle, as I light the fire.


Drink [B] tea as we get our-selves [E] warm.


[Dbm] Tomorrow may thaw, so we [A] dance through the snow.


And [E] everything `round us is white.


(REPEAT CHORUS X 2)





Words & Music by Phill Williams. 23rd December 2009.

3,997

(2 replies, posted in Poems)

If I were Santa, I'd bring to the world
Everything that all the good people deserve.
Though some folks are grumpy
And some folks get mad
I'd like to make Christmas
The best one they've had.

I'd like to turn Scrooge into the patron of alms
And Myra Hindley into Mother Teresa's heart.
The Taliban into reindeer to pull my sleigh
The Nazi's into helpers, making presents all day.

Nuclear weapon's would turn into toys
And guns and bombs and missiles destroyed.
So knives would be piano's,
Bows and arrows guitars.
And clean electricity would drive all our cars.

If I were Santa, this world would be nice
It's a dream I would strive for, the rest of my life

3,998

(21 replies, posted in Chordie's Chat Corner)

i'm not overly religious, but i will stand to the death to allow any religion it's say. all religions if they're worth their salt, preach peace and love. what perfect rage is preaching is hate. in which case i'm soooo glad this person has been banned.

THIS CHRISTMAS, NO MATTER HOW YOU FEEL ABOUT GOD OR WHO OR HOW YOU CHOSE TO BELIEVE OR WORSHIP, LET'S REMEMBER; WITH-OUT LOVE WE WOULD ALL BE MISSING THE BEST GIFT "MOTHER NATURE" COULD HAVE BESTOWED UPON US.

LONG LIVE LOVE.

phill

3,999

(24 replies, posted in Songwriting)

hi lena,

yep i enjoyed. what a lovely sound they make together. i shall be looking out for their CD's next time i'm in HMV, [or drop the hint to my kids ...it's chrismas!]

if i dont get the chance later...i wish you well and have a great chrismas and new year.

phill

4,000

(10 replies, posted in Songwriting)

thanx for your comments,

it's a funny thing, but once i've finished writing and recording a song, i tend to forget about it! so it's nice to be able to go back to myspace or soundclick and hear the songs again.

it's a strange feeling, i know i wrote them, but they sound like they belong to someone else....it must be old-age creeping up on me

phill