For A Song

by Ken Veltz

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I was looking out a window into a forest on a cold, overcast, autumn morning and thought I saw an image moving that looked like the ghost of a banjo player. Turned out, it was just the way the wind was moving some branches with a cluster of remaining leaves. The moment conjured up a flood of thoughts about this magical, musical land called Nashville.

How many pioneers of music, we'll never know of, provided the seeds that have grown into an experience where any given night you can hear literally hundreds of live bands, singer songwriters in all music genres; where you can feel their residual effects in the air as thousands of guitars strum daily in basements, living rooms, attics, clubs, concert halls, bars, churches and on the city streets; where the 7-Eleven cashiers are songwriters and Home Depot clerks are studio engineers. One night Jeannie and I stopped counting at 55 live bands within an 8 block radius.

I got the idea for this song that day. It was one of those that kind of wrote itself. I hope you like it. I dedicate it to the memories of all great grandparents and their parents who lived and died here. I know their spirits sing and play from beyond each day and night, as their legacy lives on these (*)"streets paved with souls."

We love you, Nashville. There's no place in the world like you!

(*)Another song I'm working on… don't get any ideas! :)

lyrics

For A Song
Music & lyrics by Ken Veltz

Packed up my belongings, headed south, Nashville bound
Bought a fixer upper in the middle of the town
Thought he meant the price was low but his eyes said I was wrong
When the old man shook my hand and said, "You got it for a song!"

I saw the ghost of a banjo picker
Playing in my new backyard
And soon the front porch was rocking' with wicker
As children sang along
Found two names carved in a willow tree
As a wind swept through the lawn
And I realized I bought this run down house
For a song

Went down to the courthouse to find out more about those names
Maggie played the banjo, loved her guitar strumming, James
They and all but one child perished on a drive back home
When I got back I found an old guitar on a dusty box of poems

(Bridge)
Beneath the attic rafters
I read through their words of love
Vows of ever after
I heard cooing mourning doves
And a gentle guitar
Woke a children's choir
And I knew that destiny had made
This journey my desire

I saw the ghost of a banjo picker
Playing in my new backyard
And soon the front porch was rocking' with wicker
As children sang along
Found two names carved in a willow tree
As a wind swept through the lawn
And I realized I bought this run down house
From James and Maggie’s son
I got this run down house
For a song

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released December 10, 2014
All music played and recoded by Ken Veltz

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VeltzMusic Nashville, Tennessee

I'm Ken Veltz.
I write songs, play guitar, piano & drums.
I've been doing it a long time.
I love God, my wife, kids, family & friends!

Live a long and awesome life!

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