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Maybe Man

by Jim Beckwith

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Lullaby by Jim Beckwith 2009 I am walking on the water I'm swimming in the sea I am standing on the mountain gazing back at me. Mama Rock a baby now Baby, go to sleep Honey, kiss my forehead Make some warm food to eat Rock me on the water Send the moon to me I'm hugging on my father Silence stills the sea
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Crazy Love 03:58
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Fly Away 06:02
Fly Away Jim Beckwith, BMI - ©2009 On the coast of Africa coconut palms would sway Streams of sunlight tell the future, the gems this trip would bring... Oblivious. Born, then we die humans feign intelligence but birds, they never forget - how to fly... Such a pivotal time; can't make much sense. No real reason for the rhyme; Don't be so tense...so tense. We’re sailing a course on this ship of life If you want to make a nice photograph just look for the beautiful light Fly away, birdy fly Remember how to soar It's all here, Life is an open door I was there when the baby's father first he met Nana Ya Ofori Atta miss that friend like a missing brother He's the one that brought me to Ghana We struggle for the money battle against time work for some entity and try to find the line Baba looked me in the eye and smiled I was a sad defender "you’re always looking for a harder struggle," he said and what you need -- is surrender" Let it go, let it go Life can be so beautiful; why not let it be? beauty's in the eye - go ahead, behold, and see. Fly away, birdy fly Remember how to soar It's all available, Life's an open door
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Too Long Alone – ©Joe White The feeling’s the same when I conjure your name Calling like a ghost across the years Theres’s no peace of mind as it fades over time Your memory’s my comfort on this trail of tears See my breath upon the air If it’s cold, I’m unaware I keep my eyes on my two left shoes And I sing the blues Tool long alone on this lonesome road Too long alone and I can’t go home I made my bed and I sleep alone Too long alone on this lonesome road I’m beginning to see what the world’s done to me Simply as an act of revenge No way to return cross the bridges I’ve burned Shame alone could never make amends Empty pockets, silver hair The wolf is here but no one cares I used to think I’m here because of you Now I know the truth Tool long alone on this lonesome road Too long alone and I can’t go home I made my bed and I sleep alone Too long alone on this lonesome road
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Vincent 04:54
Starry, starry night Paint your palette blue and gray Look out on a summer's day With eyes that know the darkness in my soul Shadows on the hills Sketch the trees and the daffodils Catch the breeze and the winter chills In colors on the snowy linen land Now I understand What you tried to say to me How you suffered for your sanity How you tried to set them free They would not listen they did not know how Perhaps they'll listen now Starry, starry night Flaming flowers that brightly blaze Swirling clouds in violet haze Reflecting Vincent's eyes of China blue Colors changing hue Morning fields of amber grain Weathered faces lined in pain Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hands Now I understand What you tried to say to me How you suffered for your sanity How you tried to set them free They would not listen they did not know how Perhaps they'll listen now For they could not love you But still your love was true And when no hope was left in sight On that starry, starry night You took your life as lovers often do But I could have told you Vincent This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you Starry, starry night Portraits hung in empty halls Frameless heads on nameless walls With eyes that watch the world and can't forget Like the strangers that you've met The ragged men in ragged clothes A silver thorn on a bloody rose Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow Now I think I know What you tried to say to me How you suffered for your sanity How you tried to set them free They would not listen they're not listening still Perhaps they never will
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Inspector 372 - Antsy McClain Alone in a motel at the end of the day My hands in my pockets, my mind far away jingling my car keys and pacing around I pulled out a white piece of paper I found And all it said, once I held it in view Inspected by number 372 The curl of the 7, the flare of the 3 Said a feminine hand wrote this number for me It was printed in black but the number was blue And written by Inspector 372 More than a number - To me you are real. More like a spirit that's making me feel Like I’m more than a salesman who lives at the wheel Maybe I’m crazy but I swear I know you Lonely Inspector 372 ©Antsy McClain I can see you there now at your sewing machine Pulling on buttons and tugging the seams Just passing the time telling stories and jokes With 371 other folks I know you feel nameless, the way that I do Lonely Inspector 372 Unsung and forgotten by most I am sure But here in my pocket your memory will endure So I’m keeping your number, should there come a chance of Meeting the girl who inspected these pants So hey if you’re out there, this one’s for you Nameless Inspector 372 Lonely Inspector 372
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Keep your seatbelt on Sky's clouding over umbrellas being sold laundry's taken in unrest getting old mad taxi drivers potholes in the road they're making a change or so I am told. -- There is work to do the rooms are dusty windows won't open the cranks are rusting There is work to do the mother's alone some people say you can never go home Keep your seatbelt on Stay in the flow, you just never know what’s coming along… Keep your seatbelt on Don't go it alone We're going the distance, and I’ll take you all the way home clouds move fast the horns are blown ground is wet seeds are sown rains fall hard we're feeling good trees are blown no more dead wood Trust me, trust me That I - damn well must be Living up to just who I am Come-on babe we’ve come too far To get out now don’t stop the car There's work to do harder than you've seen, it will take you places you've - never been. There is work to do the mother's alone some people say you can never go home Listen to the heart 'cause home is where the heart is Listen to the heart and you can always go home You should be Singing and dancing moving around embracing the joy of a beautiful sound Chorus Anibah, Yes'm ma Kwesi Sim-pa, Medasse, ya
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Set Me Free 02:48
Set Me Free by Jim Beckwith ©1984 I'm feeling like I lost the fire feeling like I lost all desire, feeling like I need a friend but not at the cost of pretending; You can't blame me for my honesty. That if nothing else will set me free. This is a song for you. Love, NOT love is the reason. I've been driven past the meaning of desire. Everybody needs a reason for the life they live... A person needs some way to justify... You'll get yours and I'll get mine We'll end up having a real good time and we'll love ourselves and I'll love you more and we'll love the world and there'll be no wars there'll be no war.... Instrumental - classical guitar (1st verse again) I'm feeling like I lost the fire feeling like I lost all desire, feeling like I need a friend but not at the cost of pretending; You can't blame me for my honesty. That if nothing else will set me free.
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Dervish by Jim Beckwith ©2010 Riding a fine line again... Wondering, not if, but when - stars will be shooting, Thieves will be looting the ghost town that held my fine friends -Trying too hard to succeed Blind to the people in need to the ones that you love, you give not enough and the demons still beg to be freed -Remember to remember All the things we see aren't real Dream until you surrender We make the world by what we feel. Singing, drumming, chanting, turning, the dervish goes to God in whirling from the heart they float about turning in, then inside out. -Don't live your life as an island missing all of the fun. wish for a heart that is broken open to everyone Step outside the circle Look into the mirrors Join hands with the rest of the world and let go all our fears Singing, drumming, chanting, turning, the dervish goes to God in whirling from the heart they float about turning in, then inside out. from the heart they float about turning in, then inside out.
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Maybe Man 03:14
Maybe Man ©2002 Jim Beckwith I may not be the one you think you’re dreaming of But in due time I might just be the one you love… The prince and princess might just find their riches after time and time again they find each other’s arms. Older then, we understand Love is like a castle built of sand. I'm the maybe man, I maybe can Be the one to take your hand You might just find a simple romance in the single slow dance running several circles in your mind… The pleasure of this simple treasure not expecting ever Never, -- ever shrinking over time. But how to know - how time will flow To gamble love; might miss a show… I'm the maybe man, I maybe can Be the one to take your hand Do you wait to think you’ve finally found the one And never really ever learn to craft your love? And every time you’ve tried to love and lost You reel in pain and grow more bitter daily til your gone? We block the pain and try again To learn at least, to be a friend… I'm the maybe man, I maybe can Be the one to take your hand…in love
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Is It You? 01:58
Is it you? lyrics and music by Jim Beckwith ©1982 Is it you? Is it you I've really seen tonight? If I knew you weren't asleep I'd make a call of confirmation. Was it you? Big brown eyes that shone so bright: Was my dream not a dream at all tonight? Tell me that you're there: that you are, that you will be, and that you'll always care. We'll be the best of friends, nothing comes between us: you can lean on me and I just might lean on you. Don't let it ever end when the hard times come: I will wipe your eyes, and you can dry my tears. Tell me that you're there: that you are, that you will be, and that you'll always care. Don't let it ever end, and never go away: Just one more thing before I go If you'd be so kind just to let me know: Is it you?
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This is just raw guitar and vocals. If a song is good it should be able to stand on its own. I hope you think these do :)

A collection of mostly original tunes, just vocal and acoustic guitar. Songs in the most bare form recorded in Nashville with Charlie Chadwick.
Includes a couple of songs from others, including Van Morrison’s ‘Crazy Love’, and Don Maclean’s ‘Vincent’ (Starry, Starry Night…about Vincent Van Gogh).
Also, two songs by 2 of the best songwriters I know; 'Too Long Alone', written by my cousin, Joe White - a great singer himself. Also, a cover of a song by my good friend Antsy McClain, 'Inspector 372'.

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released October 1, 2011

Jim Beckwith, guitar and vocals
Charlie Chadwick, recording and mixing

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Jim Beckwith Milan, Italy

Jim Beckwith is a fine writer of lyrics to inspire & a unique & compelling voice; a soulful texture that draws on influences from jazz and pop to R&B and voices from around the world. His voice has been called 'a male Sade' & something like 'a refined Sting'. Songs with lyrics that make you think & feel. Jim has players on his albums that play with artists like Sting, Stevie Wonder, James Taylor. ... more

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