David Murray
- Member ID
- M6130
- Genres
- Country, Ethnic, Indie, Folk, Blues, Christian, Singer-Songwriter
- Joined
- 25 Aug, 2019
- City
- Seekonk, MA
- Country
- United States
- Looking For
- Songwriters, Musicians, Singers, Producers, Composers
- Collab Goals
- Mainstream release, Independent release, Sync placement
- Uses AI
- No
- Charges for services
- No
- Willing to pay
- No
- Collaborations
- 6
- Experience
- Professional
- Last Active
- 25 Jul, 2026
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DescriptionMusical Biography: (Note-Lyrical samples posted here will change seasonally.) Delivering tight, professionally written lyrics to composers, musicians, and singers. Genres: country, folk/roots, singer-songwriter and Celtic. Specializing in adventure song lyrics from the south and wild west. Tons of song lyrics in catalog, or I’ll write to your topic. Getting great lyrics to you is my priority! No ego, no personal agenda, never quit - just top-notch lyrics! I don't charge for lyrics, nor do I pay, but willing to work on a 30/70 split for you to cover production. It cost nothing to chat. (Member: ASCAP, Songwriters Guild of America, Society of Composers & Lyricists.)
Dreams & AmbitionsDreams and Ambitions: Note-Lyrical samples will change seasonally. A strong and trusting musical collaboration is paramount for me. I seek creative, professional collaborators who possess integrity, good ethics, and are pro-active. Gimme a holler - I promise you won't be disappointed!
EquipmentWildly creative brain, heart and soul. Nothing to plug in, reboot, or crash. Good, healthy, red blood. Trying hard to use it up before it dries up!
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Lyrics
Genres: Country, Folk
“Railroad Charlie†Railroad Charlie stepped through the doors But the Lame Horse Saloon wouldn’t serve no more Charlie was trouble from morning to night Trailhands just itchin,’ itchin’ to fight Now Railroad Charlie slithered up to the bar Slapped down a hundred, lit up a cigar “Gimme a whiskey!†he hollered at the man Man said “You ain’t welcome here in Spokane†Chorus: When you think you’re the toughest in the room Consider your odds and don’t ever assume You got what it takes to weather the storm When the gang before you is twenty strong Now, Railroad Charlie stood six feet tall Motorcycle jacket, sideburns, and all Looked just like Elvis’ or at least his twin Soakin’ wet, weighed a hundred and ten These here cowboys, just off the trail Don’t take to strangers, frail and pale Strongly suggested Charlie hit the road “Git outta Lame Horse!†somebody crowed [Repeat Chorus] Now Charlie weren’t a man to spook ‘n run So, he pulled his Smith & Wesson gun That’s when all hell broke lose And the cowboys fancied themselves a noose Now Charlie knew he was outnumbered He yelled from the rafters, he roared, and he thundered “I’ll see y’all rot in hell, I’ll do my drinkin’ at the Farewell†Outro: Well, the cowboys, they all jereed and cheered As Railroad Charlie disappeared [Repeat Chorus] Note: I try not to assign a genre, it strangles the composer’s creativity. Copyright © 2024 David M. Murray. All rights reserved. Contact: dmurray19@comcast.net 508.336.5594 #528 22324