SONGS FROM THE SAILS
NOW AVAILABLE ONLINE!
Songs From The Sails is a CD of original songs by John Murdock due for release on June 19. It will kick off with a benefit concert by John Murdock and Friends at the Monhegan Church on the night of June 19. All proceeds from the concert will go to the Monhegan Church.
Songs From The Sails features 11 songs
Down The Bay
Sweet Winnie
Lullaby
Old Man
Pockets Full Of Holes
All Over You
Muffies Wedding Song
I Gave It To You
September Mourn
In Time
This Old Town
All the songs were written by John who is a commercial lobsterman and an Innkeeper with his wife Winnie on Monhegan Island, Maine. The songs definitely ring with influences of the sea in an easy listening country/folk sound.
The cost of the CD online is $25 and includes tax and shipping. For more than 1 CD the price is $25 for the first one and $20 for 2-5 CD's.
You will also be able to see John perform live on August 3 at the Maine Lobster festival in Rockland, Maine.
DOWN THE BAY written by John Murdock@2008
John Murdock: Vocals and Guitar
John Kirk: Fiddle
Frank Stettner: Acoustic Bass
David Kiphuth: Banjo
When the winds in the west
And we're sailing our best
Down The Bay
The sails will all thrash
And the waves will all crash
away
And my feelings will stir
As I'm thinking of her
Then the night fades away
And we're sailing
Down The Bay
When the winds in the East
And we start to feast
Our eyes
At the seas that build strong
And the days that last long
Cloudy skies
And the rum we will drink
In our minds we'll think
Of returning days
And of sailing
Down The Bay
When the wind's in the North
And we feel the force
Of the tide
And we're feeling alone
As we're thinking of home
We ride
Out of a storm
And a new day is born
Then the night turns to grey
And we're dreaming
Of the Bay
In the night time when the wind is howling
The deck's awash and the captain's scowling
Don't you fear
Can't you hear
God is near
When the wind's in the South
And we reach the mouth
Of the Bay
On the shore the waves roll
In the town the bells toll
Away
On the deck we stand
As we look for the land
Then the fog rolls away
And we're sailing
Up the Bay
SWEET WINNIE written by John Murdock@2008
John Murdock: Vocals and Guitar
John Kirk: Fiddle and Guitar
Frank Stettner: Acoustic Bass
Sweet Winnie on my mind
I know your kind
Is so hard to find
I see you standing in a rain
Of feeling pain
They don't understand
You seem to be on my thoughts
Your love just can't be bought
But my heart is lonesome
So give me a sign
Sweet Winnie you're on my mind
Look down the harbor before the dawn
I'll be moving on
But my love won't be gone
If you count all the stars in the sky above
They'll never count up
To the love I'm thinking of
I watch over you from far away
You keep life from turning grey
You're turning my mind
Right on a dime
Sweet Winnie you're on my mind
With out any wind I'm stuck in the lea
But even the blind can see
Where ever you go
I'll be right behind
Sweet Winnie you're on my mind
LULLABY written by John Murdock@2008
John Murdock: Guitar and vocals
Phil Spoor: Piano
Frank Stettner: Acoustic Bass
Hush a bye my child
May you dream with a smile
Don't let them fade away
Reach for them everyday
Pull your covers tight
Dream till morning light
No hungry spooks under bed
I saw they were well fed
I'll lower the window shade
As the sunlight fades
Kiss you all good night
Turn off the bedroom light
Hush now sleep you tight
May dreams take you in flight
To lands lost long ago
To the ones who dream to slow
OLD MAN written by John Murdock@2008
John Murdock: Guitar and vocals
John Kirk: Fiddle
Phil Spoor: Piano
David Kiphuth: Dobjo
Frank Stettner: Acoustic Bass
Old man lives at the top of the hill
With a bucket of memories he sometimes spills
Upon a person who can understand
The Old Man
Old man walks down a broken road
Telling stories he thinks he has never told
Can someone please just stand
The Old Man
Old Man lives at the top of the street
Hoping someday he will meet
A person who will understand
The Old Man
Old Man talks all about the big war
And how he saved the world
So we could live some more
Can someone please just stand
The Old Man
Old man knows he doesn't have to try
To answer questions
Or tell you why
He counts the grains of sand
The Old Man
Old Man lives at the top of the street
Hoping somedat he will meet
A person who will understand
The Old Man
POCKETS FULL OF HOLES written by John Murdock@2008
John Murdock: Guitar and Vocals
John Kirk: Fiddle
Frank Stettner: Acoustic Bass
Linda Shrade: Harmony Vocals
David Kiphuth: Harmony Vocals
Street lights grow dim
At the first sign of morning light
The sun touches your hair
And folds back the night
It's then that I wondered is
This where life begins
What do you think of that my friend
If buckets of wishes
Were to flow back to the wishing well
You would gather them up
Instead of leaving them where they fell
And carry them silently
Up the hill once again
I know you would my friend
We've wandered on roads
On paths that never grow old
While searching our souls
To fill these pockets full of holes
When fair winds blow
And the harbors are empty of ships
I can feel your heart is hiding
Behind the eclipse
Of the sun and the moon
As they fit like a glove
What do you think of that my love
When twighlight falls
And the day begins to grow dark
Fireflies flashing in the meadow
Are the only spark
That reflect in your eyes
To the heavens above
I've seen it happen my love
We've wandered on roads
On paths that never grow old
While searching our souls
To fill these pockets full of holes
As the moon rises
And a light rain touches the ground
Hound dogs baying in the distance
Are the only sound
That echo in a place
Where the memories move slow
Through these pockets full of holes
We've wandered on roads
On paths that never grow old
While searching our souls
To fill these pockets full of holes
ALL OVER YOU written by John Murdock@2008
John Murdock: Guitar, Harmonica and Vocals
Frank Stettner: Acoustic Bass
He saw her in the depot the other day
She sat by the window as the train pulled away
He saw her push her hair
Away from her eyes
Oh how time flies
And then the train pulled through
Well he's all over you
He smokes his last Pall Mall
Then he makes last call
Leans his chair to the wall
And slowly sips a brew
He's all over you, all over you
He thinks of a time he wishes had never been
Then swears he'll never think of them again
Then he leaves a tip
And goes out the door
To go home once more
To his place on the avenue
Well he's all over you
It's not a long
And at one o'clock
He puts his key in the lock
To the place that you both knew
He's all over you, all over you
Standing in the pouring rain
My clothes are soaked right through
I'm waiting for an inbound train
To throw my arms all over you
She saw him in the depot the other day
He walked by her window as the train pulled away
She raised her hand to her hair
To hide a tear
Oh he seemed so near
Then the train pulled through
Well she's all over you, all over you
MUFFIES WEDDING SONG written by John Murdock@2008
John Murdock: Guitar and Vocals
John Kirk: Fiddle
Frank Stettner: Acoustic Bass
Linda Shrade: Harmony Vocals
Todays the day
We thread our way
Through time
On the shore we stand
As you hold your hand
In mine
I'm sailing away across the ocean blue
Steering a course by the stars to you
Is it magnetic or is it true
That I'm sailing away with you
What would it cost
If love was lost
At sea
The waves they pound
Of the love you found
For me
I'm sailing away across the ocean blue
Steering a course by the stars to you
Is it magnetic or is it true
That I'm sailing away with you
How could I know
That you would show me
The way
Before his sight
I fell it's right
To say
Our vows from the bow
Of a ship that sails
With a wind that wails
Through time
I'm sailing away across the ocean blue
Steering a course by the stars to you
Is it magnetic or is it true
That I'm sailing away with you
Now we're sailing away as two
I GAVE IT TO YOU written by John Murdock@2008
John Murdock: Guitar and Vocals
John Kirk: Fiddle and Mandolin
Connie Hume: Flute
Harmony Vocals: Linda Schrade and David Kiphuth
As the wind starts blowing snow
Across the frozen ground
I think of my love which is never lost
But always can be found
I picture a winter scene
When you said that you'ld be true
So I gave it to you
I gave it to you
I gave it to you
When the winter turns to spring
I know you won't be gone
For even when we're oceans apart
The feeling still is strong
It throws down the barriers
And let the sunlight through
Cause I gave it to you
I gave it to you
I gave it to you
On a summers day when
We're walking hand in hand
Before you ask a question you say
Try and understand
You ask if I will give my love
And will I always be true
I already gave it to you
I gave it to you
I gave it to you
SEPTEMBER MOURN written by John Murdock@2008
John Murdock: Guitar and Vocals
David Kiphuth: Dobjo
Frank Stettner: Acoustic Bass
Did you see the buildings fall
They were once so tall, they stood so tall
Did you hear them hit the ground
Did you turn around, when you heard the sound
Will we ever learn
Which way the road turns
Oh can you hear
The wind hissing
Oh are you listening
Are you near
Did you hear the people scream
Was it just a dream, was it just a dream
Can you make the people laugh
In the aftermath, In the aftermath
Will we ever know
Which way the tide flows
Oh can you hear
Souls whispering
Oh are you listening
Are you near
Did you hear the people sigh
Makes you want to cry, makes you want to cry
Can you make the people smile
Will it last a while, make it last a while
Will we ever find
The path of your design
Oh can you hear
Voices missing
Oh are you listening
Are you near
Did you see the people die
Makes you want to cry
Makes you want to cry
IN TIME written by John Murdock@2008
John Murdock: Guitar and Vocals
Dan Murdock: Lead Guitar
Frank Stettner: Acoustic Bass
Little boy calling
He's calling my name
Wondering if I'll do the same
Sitting and building
Castles in the sand
Daddy hold my hand
Did you ever wonder
If the world was to stop
Would we just balance
Or would we fall off
In Time
Little girl reading
Books all alone
Waiting for daddy
To phone
Playing dress up
In beads and gowns
She's going to
Fancy town
Memories howl
Around in my space
I hold them close
Before the escape
In Time
Little boy walking
And twirling a stick
Saying daddy
come quick
There's a scarecrow screaming
In a poppy field
With a tin man
At his heals
It's kind of hard
To look past the tracks
Some things get better
And others will pass
In Time
Life isn't easy
Well that's a fact
There's no reason or rhyme
Things can get better
In the place where you're at
It can happen In Time
As time passes
It's never to slow
Just seems to
Go and go
As you get older
Don't dissapear
Cause I'm
Still here
Sometimes I dream
That the hands on the clock
Spin so fast
They just can't stop
In Time
THIS OLD TOWN written by John Murdock@2008
John Murdock: Guitar and Vocals
John Kirk: Fiddle and Mandolin
Frank Stettner: Acoustic Bass
Linda Shrade: Harmony Vocals
David Kihputh: Harmony Vocals
Phil Spoor: Harmony Vocals
Rocking chair creaking
On a porch in a breeze
Father time sleeping
Under the trees
When the crickets stop crying
You will hear a sound
Of a soft wind sighing
For this old town
Walking this old town
Humming a tune
Watching the sun go down
West of the moon
Walking this old town
Where the falling stars
Are trying to wrap around
These old scars
Of this old town
The houses are dusty
And the lights they are few
The front gate is rusty
Where the roses once grew
When that north east wind blows
Not much can be found
The people we use to know
Have left this old town
Walking this old town
Humming a tune
Watching the sun go down
West of the moon
Walking this old town
Where the falling stars
Are trying to wrap around
These old scars
Of this old town
Somebody somewhere
Told me a tale
Of a town that slipped away
Leaving no trail
And if you carefully listen
You will hear the waves pound
And father time whispering
To this old town
Walking this old town
Humming a tune
Watching the sun go down
West of the moon
Walking this old town
Where the falling stars
Are trying to wrap around
These old scars
Of this old town
P.O. BOX 346
MONHEGAN ISLAND, MAINE 04852
(207)596-0041
E-Mail info@shiningsails.com
Design by Adaptable Digits.
© 2008 SHINING SAILS