Eric, if you were reading this I’d like to say,
I’m a bigger fan now than I was
even just yesterday
The way you tell a story, brother,
it just keeps blowing me away
every time I think I’ve heard your best
you top it & prove me wrong
As long as you keep sharing, man,
I’ll forever sing along
By: J.N.R Dutton
Jim used to play such sweet, sweet tunes,
gentle as a summer breeze,
All his lyrics now run through my mind,
like a fast train runs on a railway line
Though he’s been gone for a long time,
the beauty that he left behind, it’s been so kind,
it soothes me so wonderfully, like a child’s lullaby
By:J.N.R Dutton
A wild-eyed drummer man
playing his best jam
energetic and free in a south
Memphis band
and a piano player,
plays right along
the crowds they all gather
enjoying the song
By: J.N.R Dutton
A man in old cowboy boots with well worn soles
taps out rhythms touching hearts & souls
Playing a guitar in his hands w/strings of steel
Letting everybody know everything he feels
The joys of his life, and his pain yet to heal
They all relate b/c he keeps it real
By: J.N.R Dutton
A man with long sandy hair from Jacksonville
Some people trash talked him, said “you never will
amount to anything man,”
but he ended up fronting a band
Singing his heart out w/his mic in his hand
burning life’s candle at both ends
playing and chilling with all his rowdy friends
By: J.N.R Dutton
There’s a man named Chris that I listen to
Has a talent for down home country
& the delta blues
He writes about life, Love,
joys & regrets
I’ve not heard a song from him
at all that I hate yet
By: J.N.R Dutton
Travis is an old man now
58 and still going strong
I love him now just like I always did
His music’s been a part of me
since I was a kid
As long as that old man wants to sing his songs
and share his heart, I’ll continue to sing along
and I’ll remember him when he’s gone
I know I definitely won’t be the only one
By: J.N.R Dutton
Aaron sat on a mostly empty stage
Just him and an old guitar
He was playing his heart out
for all who would listen
people said he’d be a star
he never cared about
doing anything more
than reaching people
to the depths of their heart
By: J.N.R Dutton
I’m jamming to my playlist
People like Church, Corbett & Cash
They put their heart & soul into it all
They wouldn’t settle for trash
I love them for
The trails that they blazed
the blood, the sweat & tears they gave
the songs they wrote & sang
I’ll forever thank them for that
They are the coolest cats
By: J.N.R Dutton
His mind’s a little sideways
his heart’s a little blue
he’d lay his feelings out in song
but his guitar’s out of tune
& his singing voice sounds like
wolves baying at the moon
Oww ooh ooh
By: J.N.R Dutton
The opening lyrics to a new song, I am thinking genre-wise of the blues.
The Poetry Of J.N.R Dutton 