My Country Connections
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Welcome to the Kountry Korner. Here you will find some useful items that I hope will help to keep the Country Music Classics alive. From time to time I will be posting words to some of the older songs and if anyone wants to submit songs, that's great. Maybe you have a request. All songs submitted must be done by hand and not photo copied. Just send them along in an E-Mail and add any chording that would be beneficial. This site is just as much yours as mine, so please feel free to send me any ideas you may have to improve upon it. I hope you find the many links of country music as beneficial. If you find any that are not listed, please let me know and I will include them. Please enjoy the site and don't forget. Y'all come back, Y'Hear?
I grew up in a Musical Family. At the age of five I was singing on the radio in Northern Maine, where my Dad had his own Country Radio Show. Dad and Family were called "The Aroostook Lumberjacks." During the 60's and 70's my brother Buck and me had our own Country Dance Band playing in New England. Our band was called "The Country Four."We were the House Band at the Lone Star Ranch in Reeds Ferry, New Hampshire and we were fortunate enough to have been able to back up such great country stars as Connie Smith; Jeannie Shepard, Charlie Walker, Billy Walker and many others.
I have since moved to Southern California where I am still playing the old Country Classics.I go by the name "The Musicman." I play in the Temecula, Murrieta, Lake Elsinore area, so if you ever happen to hear me playing, come by and say hello.
I have been playing professionally for thirty-two years now, and I've enjoyed every minute of it.I'm available for bookings and you can contact me at:
rip@dconn.com or at : (909) 677-8303 I would like to leave you with the words to one of my favorite all time Gospel songs. This was written & recorded by Jimmy Davis. SUPPER TIME
When I was but a boy in days of childhood (chorus)
come home, come home it's supper time
one day beside her bedside I was kneeling
in visions now I see her standing yonder
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