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This is my first MJ collab with my brother Will Jones - San Luis Obispo, Ca. He sent me the lyrics last week and I put together a slick pop/folk arrangement that I ditched at the last minute and knocked out out this quick improvised demo version. I hope the immediacy gets the song across in a way that connects. The rhythm guitar was a first take improv, and the vocals and bass were laid down as quick as possible with very little punching-in. No peripherals or pencils were used in this production.
Many thanks to Will for the inspiring lyrics. And to all my friends at MacJams - thanks for making this a great year.
Merry Christmas - Bud
Many thanks to Will for the inspiring lyrics. And to all my friends at MacJams - thanks for making this a great year.
Merry Christmas - Bud
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Lyrics
When I think of how it is
Instead of how it ought to be
Of all the crying mothers
children that they’ll never see
I think of you and your sweet love
The beauty and the mystery
I think of you and your sweet love
The sadness that you take from me
Love is like a desert rain
It blossoms where it falls
Love is like a gentle breeze
It comforts when it calls
When I think of how it is
Instead of how it ought to be
Of all the crying children
mothers that they’ll never see
I think of you and your true love
The beauty and the mystery
I think of you and your true love
The happiness you give to me
Love is like a desert rain
It blossoms where it falls
Love is like a gentle breeze
It comforts when it calls
When I think of how it is
Instead of how it ought to be
Of all the crying nations
The futures they may never see
I think of you and your great love
The peace and the serenity
I think of you and your great love
Of love’s final victory.
Love is like a desert rain
It blossoms where it falls
Love is like a gentle breeze
it comforts when it calls
Instead of how it ought to be
Of all the crying mothers
children that they’ll never see
I think of you and your sweet love
The beauty and the mystery
I think of you and your sweet love
The sadness that you take from me
Love is like a desert rain
It blossoms where it falls
Love is like a gentle breeze
It comforts when it calls
When I think of how it is
Instead of how it ought to be
Of all the crying children
mothers that they’ll never see
I think of you and your true love
The beauty and the mystery
I think of you and your true love
The happiness you give to me
Love is like a desert rain
It blossoms where it falls
Love is like a gentle breeze
It comforts when it calls
When I think of how it is
Instead of how it ought to be
Of all the crying nations
The futures they may never see
I think of you and your great love
The peace and the serenity
I think of you and your great love
Of love’s final victory.
Love is like a desert rain
It blossoms where it falls
Love is like a gentle breeze
it comforts when it calls
JOAN
this sounds like it could have come off of workingman's dead. your vocals are warm and uplifting without being saccharin. thanks bud! this is great!peace and love