It’s been in our family for the best part of a century
I tried not to admit we’d have to sell the place eventually
Despite all of our sacrifice and trying so very hard
I just put up a damn for sale sign out in our front yard
It’s the sign of the times
It don’t look like much that piece of wood 3 feet across
And it can’t tell the stories of the kids and love and loss
50 years of jobs and dogs and boxes made of pine
The things that make a house a home, ain’t written on that sign
It’s the sign of the times, working folks they all feel the squeeze
The good life we once had has been lost to corporate greed.
We’re losing our democracy and while the death knell chimes
All we hear is hate and lies, it’s the sign of the times
It’s the sign of the times
Granddad said they purchased it for right round seven grand
A house and barn and water well on a little piece of land
And they sure lived the good life here, but now a days the facts is
We spend more than they bought it for, just to pay the taxes
It’s the sign of the times
When I’d met my true love and I didn’t have a thing
She was overcome with pride, to wear my grandma‘s ring
But when she saw each month now there’s less money in our pocket
It broke my heart to hear that she had gone into town to hock it
It’s a sign of the times
It’s funny I’ve never met the people that I’m supposed to hate
It turns out they’re just decent folks that suffer the same fate
There are millions of these for sale signs up all across the land
It’s time to find some common ground it’s time to make a stand
It’s the sign of the times, working folks all feel the squeeze
The good life that we once had has been lost to corporate greed
We’re losing our democracy and while the death knell chimes
All we hear is hate and lies, it’s the sign of the times
It’s the sign of the times
It’s the sign of the times
It’s the sign of the times
It’s been in our family for the best part of a century
I tried not to admit we’d have to sell the place eventually
Despite all of our sacrifice and trying so very hard
I just put up a damn for sale sign out in our front yard
It’s the sign of the times
It don’t look like much that piece of wood 3 feet across
And it can’t tell the stories of the kids and love and loss
50 years of jobs and dogs and boxes made of pine
The things that make a house a home, ain’t written on that sign
It’s the sign of the times, working folks they all feel the squeeze
The good life we once had has been lost to corporate greed.
We’re losing our democracy and while the death knell chimes
All we hear is hate and lies, it’s the sign of the times
It’s the sign of the times
Granddad said they purchased it for right round seven grand
A house and barn and water well on a little piece of land
And they sure lived the good life here, but now a days the facts is
We spend more than they bought it for, just to pay the taxes
It’s the sign of the times
When I’d met my true love and I didn’t have a thing
She was overcome with pride, to wear my grandma‘s ring
But when she saw each month now there’s less money in our pocket
It broke my heart to hear that she had gone into town to hock it
It’s a sign of the times
It’s funny I’ve never met the people that I’m supposed to hate
It turns out they’re just decent folks that suffer the same fate
There are millions of these for sale signs up all across the land
It’s time to find some common ground it’s time to make a stand
It’s the sign of the times, working folks all feel the squeeze
The good life that we once had has been lost to corporate greed
We’re losing our democracy and while the death knell chimes
All we hear is hate and lies, it’s the sign of the times
It’s the sign of the times
It’s the sign of the times
It’s the sign of the times
Hope Well
All I need is a whole lot of nothing
Stretching out beyond where I'm coming from
And then some
Sad to learn that inside of kindness
Love has a sound, love has a silence
This heart has quiet, these eyes have drowned
There is no one, to bring me around
All I need is a whole lot of something
Covering up the constant suffering (of)
The end of love
The end of love
A past that your blue-bird eyes used to shine in
The lilt of cardinal lips kissed and smiling
Led us on, and brought us down
I know you're gone, but try not to be found
All I need is a whole lot of someone
Holding me and whispering, the one I love
The only one
The only one
Until all that is remembered is December
Cold and dark and snowbound forever
Life turned out, we missed our sun
My fall is done, you are not the one
Hope you are well, I am done
Hope you are well, I am gone
Hope you are well, I went wrong
Hope you are well, I am alone
All I need is a whole lot of nothing
Stretching out beyond where I'm coming from
And then some
And then some
It’s been in our family for the best part of a century
I tried not to admit we’d have to sell the place eventually
Despite all of our sacrifice and trying so very hard
I just put up a damn for sale sign out in our front yard
It’s the sign of the times
It don’t look like much that piece of wood 3 feet across
And it can’t tell the stories of the kids and love and loss
50 years of jobs and dogs and boxes made of pine
The things that make a house a home, ain’t written on that sign
It’s the sign of the times, working folks they all feel the squeeze
The good life we once had has been lost to corporate greed.
We’re losing our democracy and while the death knell chimes
All we hear is hate and lies, it’s the sign of the times
It’s the sign of the times
Granddad said they purchased it for right round seven grand
A house and barn and water well on a little piece of land
And they sure lived the good life here, but now a days the facts is
We spend more than they bought it for, just to pay the taxes
It’s the sign of the times
When I’d met my true love and I didn’t have a thing
She was overcome with pride, to wear my grandma‘s ring
But when she saw each month now there’s less money in our pocket
It broke my heart to hear that she had gone into town to hock it
It’s a sign of the times
It’s funny I’ve never met the people that I’m supposed to hate
It turns out they’re just decent folks that suffer the same fate
There are millions of these for sale signs up all across the land
It’s time to find some common ground it’s time to make a stand
It’s the sign of the times, working folks all feel the squeeze
The good life that we once had has been lost to corporate greed
We’re losing our democracy and while the death knell chimes
All we hear is hate and lies, it’s the sign of the times
It’s the sign of the times
It’s the sign of the times
It’s the sign of the times
I have been a singer songwriter my whole life, as a hobby. Recently, I discovered AI tools to create songs based on my lyrics. When I started sharing some of these songs on social media, I was getting great comments about the quality of the lyrics. It’s something I love to do, but I don’t have a band to back me up. I’m hoping to share my lyrics and perhaps collaborate with artist who wish to use them.
