New single – ‘How to say goodbye’

Here – or actually on Bandcamp – is a newly-recorded version of a song I’ve put up here and there before.

A track from off a forthcoming album, final title not yet set in stone. Releasing it now because I suppose I ought to release a single occasionally, and the guitar part here is actually the best I’ve managed for this song so far! The first verse is a recollection of the second time I took my daughter to nursery, and the first time I left her there on her own. I felt like a criminal!

Took you down to the High Road
Where I’d taken you once before
Kissed you and left you crying
There behind the nursery door

From the day our children are born
Until the day we die
We keep on learning to let go
And how to say goodbye

Took you down to the station
Waited with you for a train
A kiss and a wave from the platform
Saw you homeward bound again

Took you in from the car
Walked you down the aisle
Kissed you goodbye at the reception
Once more you left me, with a smile

Walk me down to the station
Time that I went home again
Blow me a kiss from the platform to warm
An old man’s heart on the train

Words & music, vocal & guitar by David A. Harley

‘One Step Away’ single release

Please forgive the absence of fanfares and fireworks, but ‘One Step Away (From The Blues)’ is now officially released, only three decades or so after it was first recorded for an album never released. Unlike the recent album ‘Tears of Morning‘ and the single ‘Moonflow VI’, it’s available on Amazon and Apple Music, among other sites such as Spotify, as well as Bandcamp.

Personnel:

Me on acoustic guitar, vocal and electric slide guitar
Don MacLeod on acoustic lead guitar
Bob Theil on 12-string acoustic guitar

David Harley

Cut-Rate Rolling Stone [demo]

I wrote this in the early 70s (or possibly even late 60s), then mostly forgot about it till today. So only demo quality at this point, but I intend to come back to it.

backup:

Cut-Rate Rolling Stone

I never could hold down a job more than a month or so
Mostly I’d get itchy feet, and down the road I’d go

But I never meant to live the kind of life I’ve known
I guess I was designed to be a cut-rate rolling stone

There never was a woman born who could ever tie me down
Some just quit trying, some just wore me down

Somehow I always found myself back on the road again
With a backpack full of dreams and just a roadmap for a friend

I’ve tried to put down roots in some places that I’ve been
Sometimes I thought that I’d found love but it was all a dream

David Harley