<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099833</id><updated>2011-07-28T10:46:38.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homemade Music</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homemademusic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099833/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homemademusic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>John Batchelder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16545091324870002855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y113/jbatchelder/Silowette1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099833.post-3104734473670470376</id><published>2010-05-19T21:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T21:34:41.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Did I Know</title><content type='html'>A song for Matt &amp; Carly on their wedding day - May 15, 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;iframe scrolling='no' frameborder='0' width='246' height='20' src='http://www.hipcast.com/playweb?audioid=P98bfd006cbd01d810c15dbd86d03d123YFt9QFREYmZ0&amp;amp;buffer=5&amp;amp;fc=FFFFFF&amp;amp;pc=CCFF33&amp;amp;kc=FFCC33&amp;amp;bc=FFFFFF&amp;amp;brand=1&amp;amp;player=ap21'&gt; &lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.hipcast.com/export/P98bfd006cbd01d810c15dbd86d03d123YFt9QFREYmZ0.mp3' rel='enclosure'&gt;MP3 File&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Did I Know&lt;br /&gt;John Batchelder 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over twenty years ago in a quiet farmhouse, Before a baby’s crib I bowed my head to pray&lt;br /&gt;I said Father thank you for this boy you’ve given us, Please help us raise him right and help him find his way&lt;br /&gt;Help him love and serve You faithfully, and if it be Your will, Please provide for him a loving wife someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And little did I know that before the words were spoken, Little did I know that the plan was underway&lt;br /&gt;Little did I know that my prayers had all been answered, and that God was in control - Little did I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For just a few days later in a Kansas wheat field, Another dad prayed for his child in the same way&lt;br /&gt;He said Father thank you for this girl you’ve given us, Please help us raise her right and help her find her way&lt;br /&gt;Help her love and serve You faithfully, and if it be Your will, please provide for her a loving man some day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But little did he know that before the words were spoken, Little did he know that the plan was underway&lt;br /&gt;Little did he know that his prayers had all been answered, and that God was in control - Little did he know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now we’re gathered here to watch them come together, In a union that is based on trust and love&lt;br /&gt;These best friends who are faithful to each other, and are faithful to the God of heaven above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But little did they know that before the words were spoken, Little did they know that the plan was underway&lt;br /&gt;Little did they know that our prayers had all been answered, and that God was in control - Little did they know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little did we know that before the words were spoken, Little did we know that the plan was underway&lt;br /&gt;Little did we know that our prayers had all been answered, and that God was in control - Little did we know&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099833-3104734473670470376?l=homemademusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homemademusic.blogspot.com/feeds/3104734473670470376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099833&amp;postID=3104734473670470376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099833/posts/default/3104734473670470376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099833/posts/default/3104734473670470376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homemademusic.blogspot.com/2010/05/little-did-i-know_19.html' title='Little Did I Know'/><author><name>John Batchelder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16545091324870002855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y113/jbatchelder/Silowette1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099833.post-1353978197363108454</id><published>2010-05-19T21:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T17:10:36.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seems Like Only Yesterday</title><content type='html'>Seems Like Only Yesterday&lt;br/&gt;&lt;iframe scrolling='no' frameborder='0' width='246' height='20' src='http://www.hipcast.com/playweb?audioid=P9f8dbfee6e6e427e9d9f280084212112YFt9QFREYmZ1&amp;amp;buffer=5&amp;amp;fc=FFFFFF&amp;amp;pc=CCFF33&amp;amp;kc=FFCC33&amp;amp;bc=FFFFFF&amp;amp;brand=1&amp;amp;player=ap21'&gt; &lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.hipcast.com/export/P9f8dbfee6e6e427e9d9f280084212112YFt9QFREYmZ1.mp3' rel='enclosure'&gt;MP3 File&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems Like Only Yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Long ago I said I loved you, I didn’t know what you would say&lt;br /&gt;Then you said “I Do” forever, It seems like only yesterday&lt;br /&gt;And we thanked the Lord for all His blessings, We thanked Him for this very day&lt;br /&gt;And He was there to guide and keep us, And it seems like only yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peeking under the covers, Wanting us to come and play&lt;br /&gt;The little girls have grown to women, And it seems like only yesterday&lt;br /&gt;And we thanked the Lord for all His mercy,  We thanked Him for this very day&lt;br /&gt;And He was there to guide and keep us, And it seems like only yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We held the hand of our dear mothers, when there was nothing left to say&lt;br /&gt;And we let them go to Glory, And it seems like only yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For fifty years I’ve said I love you, For fifty more I’m here to stay&lt;br /&gt;Or for as long as God will grant us, It’ll seem like only yesterday&lt;br /&gt;And we’ll thank the Lord for all His blessings, We’ll thank Him for this very day&lt;br /&gt;And He’ll be there to guide and keep us, It’ll seem like only yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes we’ll thank the Lord for all His mercy,  We’ll thank Him for this very day&lt;br /&gt;And He’ll be there to guide and keep us, It’ll seem like only yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sparkman 50th Wedding Anniversary April 24, 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099833-1353978197363108454?l=homemademusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homemademusic.blogspot.com/feeds/1353978197363108454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099833&amp;postID=1353978197363108454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099833/posts/default/1353978197363108454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099833/posts/default/1353978197363108454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homemademusic.blogspot.com/2010/05/seems-like-only-yesterday.html' title='Seems Like Only Yesterday'/><author><name>John Batchelder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16545091324870002855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y113/jbatchelder/Silowette1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099833.post-115319159133073615</id><published>2006-07-17T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T20:03:38.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Time Has Come</title><content type='html'>While working in New Jersey, a good friend's son was about to leave home after High School. I wrote this as a tribute to him and to that time of transition between boyhood and manhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.hipcast.com/playweb?audioid=P6769c88f6a20b637d4758b21a8ad2bd3YFt9QFREYmF0&amp;amp;buffer=5&amp;amp;fc=CCFF33&amp;amp;pc=CCFF33&amp;amp;kc=FFCC33&amp;amp;bc=FFFFFF&amp;amp;brand=1&amp;amp;player=ap21" height="20" width="246" frameborder="0" scrolling="no"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a rel="enclosure" href="http://www.hipcast.com/export/P6769c88f6a20b637d4758b21a8ad2bd3YFt9QFREYmF0.mp3"&gt;MP3 File&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Time Has Come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time has come, the time’s at hand,&lt;br /&gt;Think I’m about to become a man.&lt;br /&gt;The waiting’s gone, the waiting’s done,&lt;br /&gt;It’ll be some time before I come back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Mommy, Oh Daddy, Please don’t worry about your son&lt;br /&gt;Oh sisters, Oh family, I feel like my life’s just begun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m all alone, I’m almost grown,&lt;br /&gt;I’m ready to go off on my own.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve done my best, I’ve flown the nest,&lt;br /&gt;I’m ready to put myself to the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Mommy, Oh Daddy, Please don’t worry I’ll be OK&lt;br /&gt;Oh sisters, Oh family, this is the start of a brand new day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You taught me well, of heaven and hell,&lt;br /&gt;You taught me how to read and how to spell.&lt;br /&gt;That God the Son, is the only one&lt;br /&gt;Who can save men from the deeds they’ve done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Mommy, Oh Daddy, you taught me everything that’s good&lt;br /&gt;Oh sisters, Oh family, I‘ll try my best to do what I should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time has come, the time’s at hand,&lt;br /&gt;Think I’m about to become a man.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099833-115319159133073615?l=homemademusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homemademusic.blogspot.com/feeds/115319159133073615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099833&amp;postID=115319159133073615&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099833/posts/default/115319159133073615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099833/posts/default/115319159133073615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homemademusic.blogspot.com/2006/07/time-has-come.html' title='The Time Has Come'/><author><name>John Batchelder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16545091324870002855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y113/jbatchelder/Silowette1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099833.post-115319113364554488</id><published>2006-07-17T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T19:55:44.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On The Calcasieu</title><content type='html'>I wrote this during the courtship of my beautiful wife Tracy. She was living north of Lake Charles, LA in a town called Moss Bluff. When I reached the Calcasieu river I knew I was almost there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.hipcast.com/playweb?audioid=P1c0432c26f5e060f324779af217c1f38YFt9QFREYmF2&amp;amp;buffer=5&amp;amp;fc=CCFF33&amp;amp;pc=CCFF33&amp;amp;kc=FFCC33&amp;amp;bc=FFFFFF&amp;amp;brand=1&amp;amp;player=ap21" height="20" width="246" frameborder="0" scrolling="no"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a rel="enclosure" href="http://www.hipcast.com/export/P1c0432c26f5e060f324779af217c1f38YFt9QFREYmF2.mp3"&gt;MP3 File&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the Calcasieu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traveling man that’s what I am, back out on the road again&lt;br /&gt;Gotta keep traveling that’s what I’ll do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been on the road for more than a day and I don’t have a lot to say&lt;br /&gt;Gotta keep traveling that’s what I’ll do till the Calcasieu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the Calcasieu is broad and blue and I don’t know what I’m going to do,&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I am so in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;And it’s hard to get to sleep at night when you’re not there to hold me tight,&lt;br /&gt;Gotta keep travlin that’s what I’ll do till the Calcasieu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many miles to go and it sure seem slow, but this old car knows the way to go&lt;br /&gt;Gotta keep traveling  till I’m with you, on the Calcasieu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been gone too long and something’s wrong, better keep that radio on&lt;br /&gt;Gotta keep traveling that’s what I’ll do, till the Calcasieu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I’m feeling low and when I’m feeling blue all I gotta do is think about you&lt;br /&gt;Gotta keep travlin that’s what I’ll do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you’re in my arms and I hold you close, you give me all your love when I need it the most&lt;br /&gt;Gotta keep traveling till I’m with you on the Calcasieu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099833-115319113364554488?l=homemademusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homemademusic.blogspot.com/feeds/115319113364554488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099833&amp;postID=115319113364554488&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099833/posts/default/115319113364554488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099833/posts/default/115319113364554488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homemademusic.blogspot.com/2006/07/on-calcasieu.html' title='On The Calcasieu'/><author><name>John Batchelder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16545091324870002855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y113/jbatchelder/Silowette1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099833.post-115319070633819544</id><published>2006-07-17T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T19:47:50.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pigeon and The Dove</title><content type='html'>For Robyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.hipcast.com/playweb?audioid=P1faf94d48a5b5b1cf1a10260025f07d8YFt9QFREYmF3&amp;amp;buffer=5&amp;amp;fc=CCFF33&amp;amp;pc=CCFF33&amp;amp;kc=FFCC33&amp;amp;bc=FFFFFF&amp;amp;brand=1&amp;amp;player=ap21" height="20" width="246" frameborder="0" scrolling="no"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a rel="enclosure" href="http://www.hipcast.com/export/P1faf94d48a5b5b1cf1a10260025f07d8YFt9QFREYmF3.mp3"&gt;MP3 File&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pigeon and the Dove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well come here all you people, who think that you know love,&lt;br /&gt;And listen to the story of the Pigeon and the Dove&lt;br /&gt;And hear the tale of how they filled each other’s lives&lt;br /&gt;And how they vowed to stay together until the day they died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now every body knew the Pigeon’s wings were broad and strong&lt;br /&gt;And when it came to flying he would always go along&lt;br /&gt;He couldn’t get his feet to stay on the ground for a very long time&lt;br /&gt;He was young and free and running on a clock of borrowed time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even though his free life seemed to be the thing to have&lt;br /&gt;He needed someone there to share the good times and the bad&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause flying high can satisfy but only if there’s two&lt;br /&gt;To share the evening sky and the early morning dew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well one day the Pigeon met a snow-white mourning dove&lt;br /&gt;And he knew that this lone beauty was a gift sent from above&lt;br /&gt;But he couldn’t give up flying over every field and town&lt;br /&gt;No he couldn’t get his feet to stay on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the Pigeon and the Dove were together for a while&lt;br /&gt;And they learned that love ain’t easy – it’s more than just a smile&lt;br /&gt;But circumstance and situations left them each alone&lt;br /&gt;But they knew that in their hearts there was something left undone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well one day the Dove called the Pigeon to her nest&lt;br /&gt;And the Pigeon went to see the Dove and I guess you know the rest&lt;br /&gt;Oh the Pigeon’s heart was filled with love so tender and so sweet,&lt;br /&gt;For the snow-white dove and the baby at her feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So come here all you people who think that you know love&lt;br /&gt;And listen to the story of the Pigeon and the Dove.&lt;br /&gt;And realize there is no greater form of love on earth&lt;br /&gt;Than for a child of love from the moment of it’s birth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099833-115319070633819544?l=homemademusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homemademusic.blogspot.com/feeds/115319070633819544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099833&amp;postID=115319070633819544&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099833/posts/default/115319070633819544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099833/posts/default/115319070633819544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homemademusic.blogspot.com/2006/07/pigeon-and-dove.html' title='The Pigeon and The Dove'/><author><name>John Batchelder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16545091324870002855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y113/jbatchelder/Silowette1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099833.post-115318919845794717</id><published>2006-07-17T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T19:31:03.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rise From The Rubble</title><content type='html'>Written after the September 11 tragedy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.hipcast.com/playweb?audioid=P454c7835c032147c5b5d61e1ff3d1a13YFt9QFREYmJ3&amp;amp;buffer=5&amp;amp;fc=CCFF33&amp;amp;pc=CCFF33&amp;amp;kc=FFCC33&amp;amp;bc=FFFFFF&amp;amp;brand=1&amp;amp;player=ap21" height="20" width="246" frameborder="0" scrolling="no"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a rel="enclosure" href="http://www.hipcast.com/export/P454c7835c032147c5b5d61e1ff3d1a13YFt9QFREYmJ3.mp3"&gt;MP3 File&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RISE FROM THE RUBBLE&lt;br /&gt;Original words and music by John Batchelder&lt;br /&gt;12/7/2001&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they left the house that morning, going out to face the day&lt;br /&gt;Most did not consider what a price they'd have to pay&lt;br /&gt;Now their picture's on the sidewalk and our tears fall down like rain&lt;br /&gt;But they'll rise from the rubble once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes they'll rise from the rubble and their spirit will remain&lt;br /&gt;And they'll never be forgotten not their faces not their names&lt;br /&gt;In this time of trouble, and in the depth of pain&lt;br /&gt;They will rise from the rubble once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you recognize a hero, how different can they be&lt;br /&gt;Those who rush to save another in a time of tragedy&lt;br /&gt;Well no greater gift is given than a life unselfishly&lt;br /&gt;But they'll rise from the rubble wait and see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes they'll rise from the rubble and their spirit we can see&lt;br /&gt;In the love expressed by those who give it all for you and me&lt;br /&gt;As they labor and they struggle for all the world to see&lt;br /&gt;They will rise from the rubble wait and see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going off to fight the battle so that freedom won't be lost&lt;br /&gt;Like so many have before them can we ever count the cost&lt;br /&gt;But like those that raise Old Glory and like those who join to sing&lt;br /&gt;We will rise from the rubble once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes we'll rise from the rubble and our spirit will remain&lt;br /&gt;We'll defend our precious freedom from those who've brought us pain&lt;br /&gt;We will rise from the rubble standing hand in hand&lt;br /&gt;We will rise from the rubble once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes we'll rise from the rubble and our spirit will remain&lt;br /&gt;We'll defend our precious freedom from those who've brought us pain&lt;br /&gt;We will rise from the rubble standing hand in hand&lt;br /&gt;We will rise from the rubble - we'll rise from the rubble&lt;br /&gt;We will rise from the rubble once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a &lt;a href="http://people.consolidated.net/kestrel/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;link&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;to the original site with some pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099833-115318919845794717?l=homemademusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homemademusic.blogspot.com/feeds/115318919845794717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099833&amp;postID=115318919845794717&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099833/posts/default/115318919845794717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099833/posts/default/115318919845794717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homemademusic.blogspot.com/2006/07/rise-from-rubble.html' title='Rise From The Rubble'/><author><name>John Batchelder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16545091324870002855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y113/jbatchelder/Silowette1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099833.post-113789830861421955</id><published>2006-01-21T18:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T19:02:08.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday Afternoon</title><content type='html'>A song about my daughter&amp;#039;s wedding and the day she left home a new life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.audioblog.com/playweb?audioid=P095de67df4d045d5745d88d25a51c45bYFt9QFREYmN9&amp;amp;buffer=5&amp;amp;fc=CCFF33&amp;amp;pc=CCFF33&amp;amp;kc=FFCC33&amp;amp;bc=FFFFFF&amp;amp;gateway=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.audioblog.com%2Fplaylist&amp;amp;player=ap21" height="20" width="246" frameborder="0" scroll="no" scrolling="no"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.audioblog.com/export/P095de67df4d045d5745d88d25a51c45bYFt9QFREYmN9.mp3" rel="enclosure"&gt;MP3 File&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday Afternoon&lt;br /&gt;9/7/03&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was finally ready, for that happy day in June&lt;br /&gt;My little girl is getting married, I would have a new son soon&lt;br /&gt;Oh she sure picked a good man, and their love is in full bloom&lt;br /&gt;Though the day they wed was special, so was Tuesday afternoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I walked her down the aisle, saw the congregation stand&lt;br /&gt;Lifted veil and kissed my daughter, then I gently joined their hands&lt;br /&gt;Went and  sat down with her mother, and we heard them say “I do”&lt;br /&gt;Didn’t know what waited for me, later Tuesday afternoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s so hard to miss the blessing, of a union sealed with love&lt;br /&gt;When two people join together, before Heaven up above&lt;br /&gt;Oh it makes a father happy, though it happens way too soon&lt;br /&gt;Then before you even know it, comes that Tuesday afternoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss the bride and kiss your mother, change your clothes let down your hair&lt;br /&gt;Cut the cake throw the bouquet, flower petals in the air&lt;br /&gt;Cans and ribbons tell the story, leaving on your honeymoon &lt;br /&gt;And we’ll see you Monday evening, before Tuesday afternoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a picture of a woman, as she looked across the room&lt;br /&gt;When she caught his eye and smiled, knowing he had hung the moon &lt;br /&gt;We watched them drive away together, thinking they would be home soon&lt;br /&gt;Then we asked the Lord to keep them, on that Tuesday afternoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll remember pretty flowers and candles lit around the room&lt;br /&gt;I’ll recall the wedding party, the rings, the prayers, the songs the tunes,&lt;br /&gt;And those vows said to each other, blushing bride and hansom groom&lt;br /&gt;But I’ll treasure most forever thoughts of Tuesday afternoon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099833-113789830861421955?l=homemademusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homemademusic.blogspot.com/feeds/113789830861421955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099833&amp;postID=113789830861421955&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099833/posts/default/113789830861421955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099833/posts/default/113789830861421955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homemademusic.blogspot.com/2006/01/tuesday-afternoon.html' title='Tuesday Afternoon'/><author><name>John Batchelder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16545091324870002855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y113/jbatchelder/Silowette1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099833.post-113789817622905997</id><published>2006-01-21T18:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T18:53:39.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give a Little Back</title><content type='html'>1996 United Way Campaign Song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.audioblog.com/playweb?audioid=Pc5d2f42798f545c0a481aabeaca395dcYFt9QFREYmNw&amp;amp;buffer=5&amp;amp;fc=CCFF33&amp;amp;pc=CCFF33&amp;amp;kc=FFCC33&amp;amp;bc=FFFFFF&amp;amp;gateway=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.audioblog.com%2Fplaylist&amp;amp;player=ap21" height="20" width="246" frameborder="0" scroll="no" scrolling="no"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.audioblog.com/export/Pc5d2f42798f545c0a481aabeaca395dcYFt9QFREYmNw.mp3" rel="enclosure"&gt;MP3 File&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give a Little Back    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“They just don’t make them like they used to”,&lt;br /&gt;he said as the big screen TV went on the blink.&lt;br /&gt;And the new car prices in the paper give him heartburn&lt;br /&gt;“I guess that fishing boat will have to wait”...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the other side of town she’s turning eighty.&lt;br /&gt;And no one will be there to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;She’d better get down her extra blanket,&lt;br /&gt;Cause the heat don’t run when the government check is late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;So give a little time, give a little dough,&lt;br /&gt;Give it to someone that you don’t even know.&lt;br /&gt;Try to do your part, do it from the heart,&lt;br /&gt;Lend a helping hand to your fellow man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freezer full of food and nothing ready to cook,&lt;br /&gt;Its such a hassle to get up from your book.&lt;br /&gt;Order out a pizza and a bottle of Coke,&lt;br /&gt;trash the leftovers without even  a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the other side of town the kids are hungry,&lt;br /&gt;Their dad’s spent all the money on cheap booze.&lt;br /&gt;They’ll have to wait for free school lunch on Monday,&lt;br /&gt;They didn’t ask to be neglected and abused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one who lived a long time ago &lt;br /&gt;who said helping others is the best way to go.&lt;br /&gt;He said it was better to give than to get back,&lt;br /&gt;And if you’d follow Him that He would keep you on track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said when we help those in need around us,&lt;br /&gt;It was like we were taking care of Him instead.&lt;br /&gt;We need to remember where all the good things come from,&lt;br /&gt;Cause one day it could be us on the other end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099833-113789817622905997?l=homemademusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homemademusic.blogspot.com/feeds/113789817622905997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099833&amp;postID=113789817622905997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099833/posts/default/113789817622905997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099833/posts/default/113789817622905997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homemademusic.blogspot.com/2006/01/give-little-back.html' title='Give a Little Back'/><author><name>John Batchelder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16545091324870002855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y113/jbatchelder/Silowette1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099833.post-113789817013194796</id><published>2006-01-21T18:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T18:59:32.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rest of Your Life (for Bekhy)</title><content type='html'>A Song For Bekhy 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.audioblog.com/playweb?audioid=P9c1d72c4407d250ad964115096a76d33YFt9QFREYmNy&amp;amp;buffer=5&amp;amp;fc=CCFF33&amp;amp;pc=CCFF33&amp;amp;kc=FFCC33&amp;amp;bc=FFFFFF&amp;amp;gateway=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.audioblog.com%2Fplaylist&amp;amp;player=ap21" height="20" width="246" frameborder="0" scroll="no" scrolling="no"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.audioblog.com/export/P9c1d72c4407d250ad964115096a76d33YFt9QFREYmNy.mp3" rel="enclosure"&gt;MP3 File&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rest Of Your Life (for Bekhy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would you live out the rest of your life&lt;br /&gt;If you found out tomorrow was gone&lt;br /&gt;If your time here with others so loved and so dear&lt;br /&gt;Would be shorter than you had planned on&lt;br /&gt;Would you live for the moment, enjoying each day&lt;br /&gt;And cherish the time that remains&lt;br /&gt;Would you spend time together in laughter and joy&lt;br /&gt;Being thankful in spite of the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would you spend the remainder of days&lt;br /&gt;Would you look for a new song to sing&lt;br /&gt;Would you offer forgiveness and blessings to all&lt;br /&gt;Would you long for the peace it can bring&lt;br /&gt;Would you try to help others in need of a hand&lt;br /&gt;As you spend the remainder of days&lt;br /&gt;Would your father your mother your husband or wife&lt;br /&gt;Recognize the true meaning of praise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you turn to the Master accepting His grace&lt;br /&gt;Would you give up your passion and pride&lt;br /&gt;Would you call on no other seek only His will&lt;br /&gt;Would the Savior be close by your side&lt;br /&gt;Would you share Him with others spend more time in prayer&lt;br /&gt;Would you strive for His plan to be known&lt;br /&gt;Would the love of the Father, the Spirit, the Son &lt;br /&gt;Yield the fruit of the seed that was sown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how will you use up the rest of your life&lt;br /&gt;You are given to spend here below&lt;br /&gt;We’re all on a journey the length is unclear&lt;br /&gt;And the time we have left we don’t know&lt;br /&gt;Some days will be many and others are few&lt;br /&gt;We can never be sure just how long&lt;br /&gt;So how will you live out the rest of your life&lt;br /&gt;If you find out tomorrow is gone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099833-113789817013194796?l=homemademusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homemademusic.blogspot.com/feeds/113789817013194796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099833&amp;postID=113789817013194796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099833/posts/default/113789817013194796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099833/posts/default/113789817013194796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homemademusic.blogspot.com/2006/01/rest-of-your-life-for-bekhy.html' title='The Rest of Your Life (for Bekhy)'/><author><name>John Batchelder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16545091324870002855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y113/jbatchelder/Silowette1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099833.post-113789808545443855</id><published>2006-01-21T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T18:55:20.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give Hope</title><content type='html'>2003 United Way Theme Song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.audioblog.com/playweb?audioid=Pffa2637feba9acfb875eee3033dc73deYFt9QFREYmNz&amp;amp;buffer=5&amp;amp;fc=CCFF33&amp;amp;pc=CCFF33&amp;amp;kc=FFCC33&amp;amp;bc=FFFFFF&amp;amp;gateway=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.audioblog.com%2Fplaylist&amp;amp;player=ap21" height="20" width="246" frameborder="0" scroll="no" scrolling="no"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.audioblog.com/export/Pffa2637feba9acfb875eee3033dc73deYFt9QFREYmNz.mp3" rel="enclosure"&gt;MP3 File&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give Hope    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When everybody just stops and stares&lt;br /&gt;When nobody seems to care&lt;br /&gt;When the load is too much to bear&lt;br /&gt;Give Hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there’s no shoulder on which to cry&lt;br /&gt;And there’s nothing but clouds in the sky&lt;br /&gt;When you don’t know how you’ll get by&lt;br /&gt;Give Hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Give Hope to those in trouble&lt;br /&gt;Give Hope to those in need&lt;br /&gt;Give Hope to those around you&lt;br /&gt;Plant Hope just like a seed&lt;br /&gt;And though change is sometimes slow&lt;br /&gt;When the seed begins to grow&lt;br /&gt;You’ll see a smile and you will know&lt;br /&gt;Give Hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there’s fear and loneliness&lt;br /&gt;And you never can stop to rest&lt;br /&gt;When from all sides you’re feeling pressed&lt;br /&gt;Give Hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when there’s nothing but pain all around&lt;br /&gt;And your look is a permanent frown&lt;br /&gt;When your world comes crashing down&lt;br /&gt;Give Hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So reach out a helping hand&lt;br /&gt;Spread some joy across this land&lt;br /&gt;Try to lift up your fellow man&lt;br /&gt;Give Hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099833-113789808545443855?l=homemademusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homemademusic.blogspot.com/feeds/113789808545443855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099833&amp;postID=113789808545443855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099833/posts/default/113789808545443855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099833/posts/default/113789808545443855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homemademusic.blogspot.com/2006/01/give-hope.html' title='Give Hope'/><author><name>John Batchelder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16545091324870002855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y113/jbatchelder/Silowette1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099833.post-113789719003361300</id><published>2006-01-21T18:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T18:32:36.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gypsy Blue</title><content type='html'>Garage Band Tune by DJ Wooly Bugger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.audioblog.com/playweb?audioid=P1e65a0a8b0358b216b5a084298f59f97YFt9QFREYmJ1&amp;amp;buffer=5&amp;amp;fc=CCFF33&amp;amp;pc=CCFF33&amp;amp;kc=FFCC33&amp;amp;bc=FFFFFF&amp;amp;gateway=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.audioblog.com%2Fplaylist&amp;amp;player=ap21" height="20" width="246" frameborder="0" scroll="no" scrolling="no"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.audioblog.com/export/P1e65a0a8b0358b216b5a084298f59f97YFt9QFREYmJ1.mp3" rel="enclosure"&gt;MP3 File&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099833-113789719003361300?l=homemademusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homemademusic.blogspot.com/feeds/113789719003361300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099833&amp;postID=113789719003361300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099833/posts/default/113789719003361300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099833/posts/default/113789719003361300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homemademusic.blogspot.com/2006/01/gypsy-blue.html' title='Gypsy Blue'/><author><name>John Batchelder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16545091324870002855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y113/jbatchelder/Silowette1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099833.post-113789709279789773</id><published>2006-01-21T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T18:31:45.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lasertag Techno</title><content type='html'>First Garageband Tune by DJ Wooly Bugger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.audioblog.com/playweb?audioid=P997422c4d28ad417df81e0e940be8080YFt9QFREYmN8&amp;amp;buffer=5&amp;amp;fc=CCFF33&amp;amp;pc=CCFF33&amp;amp;kc=FFCC33&amp;amp;bc=FFFFFF&amp;amp;gateway=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.audioblog.com%2Fplaylist&amp;amp;player=ap21" height="20" width="246" frameborder="0" scroll="no" scrolling="no"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.audioblog.com/export/P997422c4d28ad417df81e0e940be8080YFt9QFREYmN8.mp3" rel="enclosure"&gt;MP3 File&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099833-113789709279789773?l=homemademusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homemademusic.blogspot.com/feeds/113789709279789773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099833&amp;postID=113789709279789773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099833/posts/default/113789709279789773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099833/posts/default/113789709279789773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homemademusic.blogspot.com/2006/01/lasertag-techno.html' title='Lasertag Techno'/><author><name>John Batchelder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16545091324870002855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y113/jbatchelder/Silowette1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099833.post-113751198064522354</id><published>2006-01-17T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T07:43:35.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Wife My Daughter and My Son</title><content type='html'>This song was written on a napkin at the Holiday Inn Express in Brownwood Texas this summer while picking my up my son from band camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It tells what is most important to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.audioblog.com/playweb?audioid=P35b5252b4fd1fa1b89ba98b45d76bd40YFt9QFREYmN0&amp;amp;buffer=5&amp;fc=CCFF33&amp;amp;pc=CCFF33&amp;kc=FFCC33&amp;amp;bc=FFFFFF&amp;gateway=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.audioblog.com%2Fplaylist&amp;amp;player=ap21" frameborder="0" width="246" scrolling="no" height="20" scroll="no"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.audioblog.com/export/P35b5252b4fd1fa1b89ba98b45d76bd40YFt9QFREYmN0.mp3" rel="enclosure"&gt;MP3 File&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Wife My daughter and My Son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What gets you up each morning&lt;br /&gt;Before the rising of the sun&lt;br /&gt;When all the rest are sleeping&lt;br /&gt;And the day has just begun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can’t delay in getting ready&lt;br /&gt;A quick goodbye – I’ve got to run&lt;br /&gt;What makes me want to go each morning&lt;br /&gt;My wife, my daughter and my son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days you wonder why you go&lt;br /&gt;Is it for money wealth or fame&lt;br /&gt;Are you trying to work some angle&lt;br /&gt;Are you caught up in the game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No it’s not for fame or glory&lt;br /&gt;that you stay till things are done&lt;br /&gt;It’s because you love your family&lt;br /&gt;Your wife your daughter and your son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I looking to tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Just too busy for today&lt;br /&gt;Can I count the many hours&lt;br /&gt;I’ve watched quickly slip away&lt;br /&gt;Chasing big important moments&lt;br /&gt;Missing out on all the fun&lt;br /&gt;Time I never can replace&lt;br /&gt;With wife and daughter and my son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you ask me why I do it&lt;br /&gt;Why I’m always on the run&lt;br /&gt;Why I seem to do things different&lt;br /&gt;Why I’m never really done&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll tell you there are reasons&lt;br /&gt;But it all comes down to one&lt;br /&gt;It’s just for the love of family&lt;br /&gt;My wife my daughter and my son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6/24/05 Holiday Inn, Brownwood TX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099833-113751198064522354?l=homemademusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homemademusic.blogspot.com/feeds/113751198064522354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099833&amp;postID=113751198064522354&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099833/posts/default/113751198064522354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099833/posts/default/113751198064522354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homemademusic.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-wife-my-daughter-and-my-son_17.html' title='My Wife My Daughter and My Son'/><author><name>John Batchelder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16545091324870002855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y113/jbatchelder/Silowette1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099833.post-113751197636590685</id><published>2006-01-17T07:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T08:18:43.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Babies</title><content type='html'>I wrote on a Southwest Airlines flight from Houston to Salt Lake City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is written about a project my wife is a part of that knits and sews for premature babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Preemie Project!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.audioblog.com/playweb?audioid=P3dfebad903e4c802daa76f3d1f74cd1dYFt9QFREYmN2&amp;amp;buffer=5&amp;fc=CCFF33&amp;amp;pc=CCFF33&amp;kc=FFCC33&amp;amp;bc=FFFFFF&amp;gateway=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.audioblog.com%2Fplaylist&amp;amp;player=ap21" frameborder="0" width="246" scrolling="no" height="20" scroll="no"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.audioblog.com/export/P3dfebad903e4c802daa76f3d1f74cd1dYFt9QFREYmN2.mp3" rel="enclosure"&gt;MP3 File&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Little Babies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came a little early into this world&lt;br /&gt;I came before they were ready&lt;br /&gt;Who could make me a hat so small&lt;br /&gt;Or knit for me a little teddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Well they come from near and they come from far&lt;br /&gt;They’re a blessed group of ladies&lt;br /&gt;They spread their love all around the land&lt;br /&gt;And they work for the little babies&lt;br /&gt;They work for the little babies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a tiny blanket for to keep me warm&lt;br /&gt;One that’s made just for me&lt;br /&gt;Some tiny little booties for my tiny little toes&lt;br /&gt;With a tiny little ribbon you see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One tiny baby didn’t stay here long&lt;br /&gt;He was in a hurry to go&lt;br /&gt;He got dressed up in a tiny little gown&lt;br /&gt;And he is with the angels I know&lt;br /&gt;Yes he is with the angels I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless Moms and God bless Dads&lt;br /&gt;And God bless the tiny babies&lt;br /&gt;God bless the ladies all around the land&lt;br /&gt;As they knit for the little babies&lt;br /&gt;As they sew for the little babies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written on Southwest flight  Monday, October 17, 2005&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099833-113751197636590685?l=homemademusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homemademusic.blogspot.com/feeds/113751197636590685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099833&amp;postID=113751197636590685&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099833/posts/default/113751197636590685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099833/posts/default/113751197636590685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homemademusic.blogspot.com/2006/01/little-babies_17.html' title='Little Babies'/><author><name>John Batchelder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16545091324870002855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y113/jbatchelder/Silowette1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099833.post-113751193674609599</id><published>2006-01-17T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T08:03:04.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Amazed</title><content type='html'>This song is self explanatory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.audioblog.com/playweb?audioid=Pa2e6e0e518cf8af1627cdc47add71b8bYFt9QFREYmN3&amp;amp;buffer=5&amp;fc=CCFF33&amp;amp;pc=CCFF33&amp;kc=FFCC33&amp;amp;bc=FFFFFF&amp;gateway=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.audioblog.com%2Fplaylist&amp;amp;player=ap21" frameborder="0" width="246" scrolling="no" height="20" scroll="no"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.audioblog.com/export/Pa2e6e0e518cf8af1627cdc47add71b8bYFt9QFREYmN3.mp3" rel="enclosure"&gt;MP3 File&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Am Amazed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am amazed that You still want me after all I’ve said and done&lt;br /&gt;And I am amazed that You still love me like a Father loves a son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave me breath and the will to wander through the path of life I choose&lt;br /&gt;You gave me strength to stand or falter to be a winner or to lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am amazed that You’re there for me even in my darkest hour&lt;br /&gt;You are my rock You are my shelter You’re the source of light and power&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am amazed that You still want me after all I’ve said and done&lt;br /&gt;And I am amazed that You still love me like a Father loves a son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re always there when I rise each morning; You’re there when I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;You are my rock and my forgiver from here to Paradise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am amazed that You’re there for me even in my darkest hour&lt;br /&gt;You are my rock You are my shelter You’re the source of light and power&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am amazed that You still want me after all I’ve said and done&lt;br /&gt;And I am amazed that You still love me like a Father loves a son&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099833-113751193674609599?l=homemademusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homemademusic.blogspot.com/feeds/113751193674609599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099833&amp;postID=113751193674609599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099833/posts/default/113751193674609599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099833/posts/default/113751193674609599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homemademusic.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-am-amazed_17.html' title='I Am Amazed'/><author><name>John Batchelder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16545091324870002855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y113/jbatchelder/Silowette1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21099833.post-113751109109839256</id><published>2006-01-17T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T07:48:11.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From my Living Room to Yours</title><content type='html'>I've wanted to do this for some time now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, get my songs out for others to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'll be using Audioblog to post new (and old) sings I have recorded with a link for downloading. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you just want to listen, click the play button on the embedded player and the audio will begin immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you click on the MP3 link, the song will be downloaded to your computer and played on your default music player. If you right-click on it you can save it to your hard drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The downloaded file can also be burned to a CD and played in your car or home stereo just like any other music CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand By for tunes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21099833-113751109109839256?l=homemademusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homemademusic.blogspot.com/feeds/113751109109839256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21099833&amp;postID=113751109109839256&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099833/posts/default/113751109109839256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21099833/posts/default/113751109109839256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homemademusic.blogspot.com/2006/01/from-my-living-room-to-yours.html' title='From my Living Room to Yours'/><author><name>John Batchelder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16545091324870002855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y113/jbatchelder/Silowette1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
