Where is ol' Hal these days?

I would count the steps from here to heaven
every heartache I was given
tip my hat and walk through fire
to find sure love

I would chase old ghosts and watch them scatter
drop old dreams and watch them shatter
lose myself and all I own
to find sure love


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Playing small shows and tours, recording on a small label. Had him in town 3 years ago along with Restless Heart. The show was at our junior high and Hal was out back smoking weed before coming on stage lol. He went to a local bar with some folks from here after the show. Super chilled, nice guy.

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It's another Hal Kecthum... screen doesn't say so.

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I hated this song for a while but it did grow on me. I suppose mainly I hated the idea of another rock star going country. Plus blatent flag waving usually turns me off. Aaron Lewis of Staind. Song features George Jones, Charlie Daniels and Chris Young.


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The Story Teller, Tom T. Hall


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Yeah no one writes songs like this anymore and it's a damn shame.

It's knowing that your door is always open
And your path is free to walk
That makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag
Rolled up and stashed behind your couch
And it's knowing I'm not shackled
By forgotten words and bonds
And the ink stains that have dried upon some line
That keeps you in the backroads
By the rivers of my mem'ry
That keeps you ever gentle on my mind

It's not clinging to the rocks and ivy
Planted on their columns now that bind me
Or something that somebody said
Because they thought we fit together walking
It's just knowing that the world will not be cursing
Or forgiving when I walk along some railroad track and find
That you are moving on the backroads
By the rivers of my mem'ry
And for hours you're just gentle on my mind

Though the wheat fields and the clothes lines
And the junkyards and the highways come between us
And some other woman's crying to her mother
'Cause she turned and I was gone
I still might run in silence tears of joy might stain my face
And the summer sun might burn me 'til I'm blind
But not to where I cannot see you walkin' on the backroads
By the rivers flowing gentle on my mind

I dip my cup of soup back from the gurglin'
Cracklin' caldron in some train yard
My beard a-rufflnin' coal cowl
A dirty hat pulled low across my face
Through cupped hands 'round a tin can
I pretend I hold you to my breast and find
That you're waving from the backroads
By the rivers of my mem'ry
Ever smilin' ever gentle on my mind

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Just damn...

And I need you more than want you
and I want you for all time
and the Wichita lineman
is still on the line

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George just being George


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I ain't got a dime but what I got is mine
I ain't rich, but lord I'm free
Amarillo by morning, Amarillo's where I'll be




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