MUHAW

Music:

Member Since: 8/13/2007
Band Website: ......MYSPACE.COM/MUHAWMUSIC
Band Members: GLENN MUHAW / Vocals, Acoustic & Electric Guitars, Bass Guitar, Banjo, 224 Slide, Hohner Blues Harp & CAD Silver Bullet.
Influences: The Alarm, U2, The Jam, The Police, REM, 16Horsepower; Old-School Alternative, Classic Rock ( Ie; Led Zep, The Who & Pink Floyd) and Old-School Delta Blues ( Ie: Robert Pete Williams / Rev Robert Wilkins / Many other Old Timers living or past away).
Sounds Like: Goddess Adonis MUHAW- LYRICS- -GODDESS ADONIS-Our Sour Thoughts Of our sweet la la bye Our kisses wet but our love run dry We froze like statues As time ticked on Our sentimental riddle Who will pour the tea For the talk time New love maker of Space age Goddess Space age futurity New love maker of Space age Adonis New love maker of Space age futurityNew love In a space age she’s a Goddess Maker of In a space age he’s AdonisNo sweet smelling flowers Or waging tales Good bye our kisses Our tea had run dry Fiddle her fiddle my rhyme Mixed with our tears We settled for a mutual quarantine // Words and music by Glenn Muhaw / All rights reserved / Copy write 2000--SENDING SIGNALS- Presley couldn’t lick it How his lights went out they wrote Oh no Bolshie done he blew it That overdose we heard Oh no Joplin couldn’t kick it How her shots corroded her notes Oh noSo light the flame Of sense in this time Don’t have an insane sense In this timeSending signalsHendrix with a quick fix Cobane with a shot gun Oh no Moon he tried to shine the light Bonham could not drum for the marchSending signalsPresley was a victim Bolshie done he blew it Don’t want to be this Don’t want to be that/ Words and music by Glenn Muhaw / All rights reserved / Copy write 2000--FIRST TRAIN TO TENNESSEE-Silence in the air On a dust covered trail We laid down to rest Beside the river full of life To think of all the courage Under blue skies above We’re bound for our freedom Then we fight The chains of hate So roll away the hate Come cover her with white Never fading to blue Our fate will never die So roll out the red Under for which it stands Come roll out the red Then the white and the blue For this train rideOn our first train to Tennessee We see our future bright down the line On our first train to Tennessee Come roll out the red Then the white And the blue For this train rideSo roll away the gun fight Come clever hands of grace Never fading away our thoughts In future days Now roll on this train Right on down The line Come roll out the red Then the white And the blue For this train ride/ Words and music by Glenn Muhaw / Copy Write 2000 /-FOURTH OF JULY-The pains a burden tonight On a sad Fourth Of July My independence mine Fire red white into night Not beneath my feet Come God grant me tonight No balls of blue in the eve Where are you now my love Your shifting like the sand Not beneath my feetAnd as I lay My body prints in the sand Your four hundred miles away From my body prints in the sandAnd your four hundred miles From a Fourth of JulyAnd your four/ All words and music by Glenn Muhaw / All rights reserved / Copy Write 2000 -A STUPOR DOWN AT THE CROSS ROADS-One mistake you could be dead When the fire meets the substance It's lead us down to the cross roads One more mistake you can lose it all Sometimes as if there’s no hope at all When there’s nothing more to say anymore One mistake you could be dead At The No Name Saloon One mistake you could be dead at The Alamo With the liquor stacked behind the bar A stupor at the cross roads A stupor down at the cross roads A stupor down at the cross roads One mistake you could be dead When there's nothing more to say at all One mistake you could be dead When there's nothing more to say at all One mistake you could be dead When the fire meet the substance It's lead us down to the cross roads One more mistake you can lose it all Sometimes as if there’s no hope at all One mistake you could be dead At The No Name Saloon One mistake you could be dead at The Alamo With the liquor stacked behind the bar A stupor at the cross roads A stupor down at the cross roads A stupor down at the cross roads One mistake you could be dead When there's nothing more to say anymore When there's nothing more/Words and music by Glenn Muhaw / All rights reserved / Copy Write 2008 /-CRAZY YEAR-Think about obsession Talk about love Taking it day by day When she don’t love Talk about lunacy To be deranged Chemical imbalance No notoriety Poor lost judgment No recognition No one to acknowledge CondemnationFor my crazy year Inside my cell For my crazy yearTalk about passion Talk about love Living it day by day She resists you love There are signs of violence Confronted by his presence No physical relation She shows no loveFor my crazy year Inside my cell For my crazy yearOne day I’ll face the gavel I will be sentenced Poor lost judgment No one to acknowledgeFor my crazy year Inside my cell For my crazy year /Words and music by Glenn Muhaw / Copy Write 2001-POOR BOY BLUES-I Been a poor boy since way back when I been a hollering and a yelling I been kicked down Been broken down hearted I care to be a yellin To a blue I know I'll kick it all down To a blue I know Yeah dam right true To a blue I know I'll kick it all down To a blue I know Yeah dam right true I been case jointed Then I been ripped off I care to be a yellin Yeah I'm Muhaw Yeah how are you now? I care to be a yellin So now these blues Can rattle these walls I care to be a yellin Get no excuse My baby it's true I care to be a yellin Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah..Yeah! / Words and music by Glenn Muhaw / Copy Write 2008 / -PARK CITY SHAKEDOWN- Hey Glenny with a rifle all strung out from alcohol Hey Glenny don't shoot Dad's rifle the old has gone the new has come Hey Glenny in old town Park City here comes a shakedown Shakedown The booze has got me All strung out Park City shakedown Hey Glenny here come the charges Disorderly conduct, drug paraphernalia A loaded firearm packing one round Thanks Lt. Kirk for not telling the press Hey Judge Saddler I'm no psychopathic killer I'm just clean and sober…..shakedown I was gone on manic depression Hey that's not a crime shakedown / All words and music by Glenn Muhaw / All rights reserved / Copy Write 2008 -I'M A GRIZZLY BEAR- I'm going to eat you alive Cuz I'm a Grizzly Bear Oh, hey Yogi what's the matter Booboo? Oh, here comes another Winnebago Oh, I don't like your pepper spray Oh, hey Grizzly Adams You can’t trane me Oh, hay you wadding in that peacefull stream Oh, look what I can do to a spawning Trout / Words by Cindy Hodo & Glenn Muhaw / All rights reserved / Copy Write 2008 -WHEN THE ROOF CAME DOWN- She never carried no knife She never carried no whiskey She always spoke to me in words So tasty tasty - Chorus- Till the roof came down And her words of wisdom Miss marked me I drink the Mash or Gin When the roof came down When the roof cames down Tumbling down I once carried a knife I once carried a gun I didn't hurt no-one Until the roof came down I drank the Mash and Gin When the roof came down Tumbling down Tumbling down / All words and music by Glenn Muhaw / All rights reserved / Copy Write 2008 -OUR WHEELS ARE NOT SIMPLE- Em……. Rollin on these wheels I'm going to take it slow I'm going to take a ride I'm gonna make it rhyme Let it rhyme Yeah let it rhyme These wheels are not simple Oh no The Lord will ring With echoes Ring on Be one with the sprit Be one with the bride Come on let that freedom in Come on let it rhyme Let it rhyme Yeah let it rhyme These wheels are not simple Oh no The Lord will ring With echoes Ring on Yeah! Let it rhyme let it rhyme Yeah let it rhyme These wheels are not simple Oh no The Lord will ring With echoes Ring on These wheels are not simple Oh no The Lord will ring With echoes Ring on /All words and music by Glenn Muhaw / All rights reserved / Copy Write 2008
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