Emerald Mountain Band
The home of Mountain Rock
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Paul Boggs II, aka Paully Songsmith, was born in Eugene, Oregon, and has been playing piano for 35 years. He has been writing music for 30 years, and performing for 29. He spent a few years with the jam band 3-Gen, and now is keyboardist, songwriter and singer for the Emerald Mountain Band. He has been married to Jada for 22 years, and enjoys technology, science-fiction, and coast trips. Paul hopes to come into a large sum of money soon and retire rich.

Travis Love, singer, songwriter and rhythm guitar. I enjoy playing because it release’s you from the stresses of the day. If even one person enjoys the music I will continue to make it. Thanks for looking, enjoy the music!

Robert Neilan, Rock Drummer. Ex pornstar who dreamed of giving it to them big but only came up small hahaha.

Benjamin Paul (Ben) Bass Player. The guy your girlfriend told you not to worry about.

 
Emerald Mountain Band - Generic Pop

Verse 1
I can't keep it back any longer
this feeling's got to come out
it's not dying its getting stronger,
I'm gonna burst if I don't shout.
I don't know the right words to say it
or if you"ll even care.
I just know , I've got to convey it,
and find out, if my feelings you share

chorus:
I'm completely and totally
helplessly devotingly
in love with you,
without a doubt, there could not be
anyone else, but you for me,
and I hope (yes I hope)
that you feel the same way too.

Verse 2
Every time that I see you,
my heart goes wild inside,
you are so beautiful,
you've got nothing to hide.
Every word you say is so powerful,
for it puts fire into me.
Every move you make is incredible,
its the only thing that I want to see.

repeat chorus:
ending:
oh, I can't keep it back any longer,
this feeling's got to come out
come on, and be my lover,
baby let me show you how.
I can't keep it back any longer,
this feeling's got to come out,
come on, and be my lover,
baby come and show me how.

  Emerald Mountain Band - The Transient

Wake up early it's 4 AM,
At 7 I can go get some gin,
then it's off to my AA meeting again.
Got no lady to hold my hand,
Ain't got no women I can call my lamb,
and now my dog is hungry again.
All I got is this guitar,
I just smoked my last piece of tar,
and I got the end of the month blues again.

Been living like this for so long,
If thing would change I know they'd be wrong.
All I got is this damn song.
Waiting for my government dole,
sinking farther and farther in the hole,
and now it's fucking cold sleeping under this bridge.
All I got is this guitar,
I just smoked my last piece of tar,
and I got the end of the month blues again.

Got no lady to hold my hand,
Ain't got no women I can call my lamb,
and now my dog is hungry again and again and again.
Waiting for my government dole,
I'm sinking farther and farther into the hole,
and now it's fucking cold sleeping under this bridge.
All I got is this guitar,
I just smoked my last piece of tar,
and I got the end of the month blues again.
Yes I got them again and again.

  Emerald Mountain Band - Mother Nature

Walking down the old man river banks,
Saw a bear across there,
fishing given his thanks,
We sat down in the sand,
With our picks for paper, we sing about,
All that we get from Mother Nature.
All that we get from Mother Nature.

Walking through the forest,
looking through the haze,
the animals are playing, running around,
the Sun's beaming down Rays upon us,
We sat down on the log,
with our picks for paper, we sing about,
All that we get from Mother Nature.
All that we get from Mother Nature.

Sitting up high on this Mountain top,
staring down at the Emerald Valley below,
well we crept up and sat on the ledge,
with our picks for paper, we sing about,
All that we get from Mother Nature.
All that we get from Mother Nature.

  Emerald Mountain Band - Train To Nashville

Take the train down to Nashville,
and I head out on that stage.
I wear my beast of burden,
and I play out all of my rage.
I open myself and lay it on the line.
In hopes that folks just might,
throw me a dime.

Wake up in the morning,
after playing all night long.
The kitchen she's a stormin',
and I'm sure it's all my wrong.
I could go in there, get hit in the head.
But what I think I'll do is turn around
and crawl back in the bed.

Now my baby she's a stout hearted women,
and she's got to have her way.
So brother if you ain't doing it right,
well you know she's going to have her say.
So when she's around you best be on your toes,
because if you ain't,
she'll chew you out,
like no one knows.

Take the train down to Nashville,
and I head out on that stage.
I wear my beast of burden,
and I play out all of my rage.
I open myself and lay it on the line.
In hopes these folks just might throw me a dime.
I'm gonna come back in and do it every time.


"Great music written and performed in the Willamette Valley, bringing together the styles of classic, country and southern rock, with modern influences." .. Old Nick's
We are a group of singers, songwriters, and musicians located in Eugene, OR.
Thanks for your support.