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Jake Ray

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  • Genre: Country / Roots Music

    Location Town to Town, Oregon, US

    Profile Views: 31364

    Last Login: 11/24/2012

    Member Since 12/21/2007

    Website facebook.com/home.php?ref=home/profile

    Type of Label Unsigned

  • Bio

    ...... I will leave the dust of the city street and the noise of the busy town For the windy moor and the high hill and the peat-stream flowing brown; I will keep my watch by the camp-fires where the white cliffs lean to the sea, And dawn shall wake me with golden hands and the rain shall walk with me. .. I will seek the place where gypsies roam and strange, wild songs are sung; I will find once more the magic paths I knew when the world was young, And the stars will give me comradeship and the wind will be my friend, And I will send you the gold that lies at the rainbow's end. .. Stretch not your hands nor bid me stay; I hear the white road's call; The sun has kissed the buds from sleep, and I am one with them all. .. Give me cornbread when I'm hungry.. .. Corn liquor when I'm dry.. .. ........ “Courage is being scared to death but saddling up anyway” ~John Wayne~ ........ .. .......... .. .. .. .................... ...... .... .. .... .... ...... .... ........ .. .... .............. .. ...... ...... KIN FOLK.. .............................. .. ..
  • Members

    ...... ~Jake Ray~ ........ .. .. .. .. .. .. .. ..
  • Influences

    Brighter tomorrows.. .. Heartbreak .. Train Rhythm .. Honky Tonks .. Fishin' .. Jumpin' through loops I make .. Chain Gang Melodies Born from Spirituals .. Crickets by the creek .. Wide open spaces .. Ramblin' .. Spinnin' guns .. Wind through the pines .. The ways of old .. The rumble of a stampede .. Songs of misery,salvation, betrayal and murder ballads.. .. Hobos, the simple man fighting the fight! .. ........
  • Sounds Like

    ...... Heartfelt

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I will leave the dust of the city street and the noise of the busy town For the windy moor and the high hill and the peat-stream flowing brown; I will keep my watch by the camp-fires where the white cliffs lean to the sea, And dawn shall wake me with golden hands and the rain shall walk with me.

I will seek the place where gypsies roam and strange, wild songs are sung; I will find once more the magic paths I knew when the world was young, And the stars will give me comradeship and the wind will be my friend, And I will send you the gold that lies at the rainbow's end.

Stretch not your hands nor bid me stay; I hear the white road's call; The sun has kissed the buds from sleep, and I am one with them all.

Give me cornbread when I'm hungry..

Corn liquor when I'm dry..

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“Courage is being scared to death but saddling up anyway” ~John Wayne~ .... .. ....
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Member Since:

December 21, 2007

Members:

~Jake Ray~ Image Hosted by ImageShack.us

Influences:

Brighter tomorrows..

Heartbreak

Train Rhythm

Honky Tonks

Fishin'

Jumpin' through loops I make

Chain Gang Melodies Born from Spirituals

Crickets by the creek

Wide open spaces

Ramblin'

Spinnin' guns

Wind through the pines

The ways of old

The rumble of a stampede

Songs of misery,salvation, betrayal and murder ballads..

Hobos, the simple man fighting the fight!

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Sounds Like:

Heartfelt

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