Behind the brown of her eyes: words and music by James B. Lincoln lll, скачать в хорошем качестве

Behind the brown of her eyes: words and music by James B. Lincoln lll,

please get head a song that's been done awhile, about my dear wife and all the death and pain she saw, but then the joy of having a child, some other parts my lyrics on this song are a little underdeveloped for my taste,but my lyrics have gotten more and more where i want them, over the years, this song is connected to the song crumbs. high lonesome is not saying my wife was high as in dope, high lonesome is another word for bluegrass music harmonies, because they are high pitched and sad, like life sometimes. lead and backing vocals: James B. Lincoln lll. lead and rhythm guitar: James B. Lincoln lll. bass:ryan bruner. drums: ryan bruner. production: ryan bruner , James B. Lincoln lll. lyrics: took the blood from my music, took moonshines from my eyes, your fingerprints on my casket, now im a high lonesome kind. 2nd verse: your brother was not a survivor, your mother was ate to the bone, only once saw your father crying, on a high lonesome hill all alone. chorus: oh the high lonesome kind knows lonely, and horses know the way home, i think of my high lonesome brown eyes, when my memory starts to roam. 3rd verse: her sleep on sunday was restless, because a pain in her side, told her a child born on monday, would leave her high lonesome behind. chorus: oh the high lonesome kind knows lonely, and horses know the way home, i think of my high lonesome brown eyes, when my memory starts to roam.