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Dedication
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Title: Old Man a tribute to his friend Capt. Tony. You can buy this CD
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There's a Song in His Soul
I can hear him singing soft and low
His melody flows like a flooded river side
He just can't help himself, for a song is in his soul
No matter where he goes a song is not far behind
They follow him like bees to the honey
His stories go into songs as natural as can be
His talent is rare as he plays his guitar or banjo
His fingers flying across the strings, as he sings to us
There always seems to be yet just one more song
He sings to just one or one hundred and one
It's all the same to him as his stories unfold
As his heart and soul are in the songs that will come
As we listen and he makes us laugh and cry
The songs will stay on our minds
With new places he goes for one more show
And the stories still come with just one more friend
There's a song in his soul that must be sung unto the end.
To our cousin CW Colt please visit him at... http://cwcolt.com
Passing of a Friend
May the blessings of Captain Tony’s memories be upon you.
May its peace abide within you for all of your days.
May its essence illuminate your heart and bring joy to your soul.
Now and forever more....
Thinking of you when there are no words that will do.
Surely Angels Wings Move Mickey's Rocker
I never realized how many angels walk among us.
As we are all inspired by this one man called Mickey
His life was blessed by so much and us knowing of him
That his life touched us all over the world in many forms
His songs related to all of us and only to us all at the same time
Surely Angel’s wings move Mickey’s Rocker
As he rocks away from up high, as he inspires us here below
To help us continue what was a style that surely would disappear without us here
As we continue to miss him each day in our own way, God was calling him near
Angel’s have descended from above to keep his rocker warm
God has blest us one and all for this man we call Mickey Newbury
Surely angel’s wings move Mickey’s rocker in this place we call the front porch.
This was written for the memory of Mickey Newbury who was a great song writer/singer and his family. Please visit his site at http://mickeynewbury.com
Mickey’s Seeds
Seeds that have grown, seeds that have been sown.
Who would have thought.
We’d see Mickey’s seeds full-grown.
Branching out to reach the skies.
Keep the memory of our Mickey alive.
Dedicated to the children of the late Mickey Newbury
Don's Memorial
No more pain, no more treatments.
Flying free once more.
No more tears for me I ask of you.
Flying free once more.
No more sickness, no more weakness.
Flying free once more.
No more doctors, no more appointments.
Flying free once more.
My body has failed, I walk here no more.
Flying free once more.
I leave behind the ones I loved.
Flying free once more
My soul is free to fly once more.
Dedicated to my sister in memory of her beloved husband Don Funk.
June 1, 2008
This Place Called the Front Porch
What is it about this place that makes me want to stay
What is it about this place that makes me want to say
What is it about this place that keeps me on my toes
What is it about this place that haunts my longing soul
What is it about this place that makes me want to write just one more
Whether it is a song a poem a thought or a haunting memory
Friends are rocking, talking, singing and sharing old memories
Music is flowing from head to toe from one who is old and one who is new
All their thoughts are the same inspired by one Mickey Newbury
This place called the front porch has touch my heart and my soul
I have no other place I’d rather go than to sit and rock as stories unfold
To all my friends from http://mickeynewbury.com