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Self Penned Music

Rode the Limited

Posted on May 8, 2024 by dello

This is song I wrote about a Train Ride on the Sunset limited several years ago, before it crashed in a swamp behind my house just a few months later. I spent almost three days straight riding to NYC, and three days riding back. It really affected me. I saw a lot and a lot ended up in the song… Lyrics Copyright © Wendell G. Sweet 2010 ♪ ♫ ♪ Date Written; 11-26-2010 Song Title: Rode The Limited Style: Alt Verse 1 Rode the limited… Halfway across America… Up through the south-lands and into the frozen north… Day on day…

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Hire a multi-genre Ghostwriter

Posted on April 5, 2024 by dello

e-Books: ePub or Kindle Paperback or Hardcover Hire a multi-genre Ghostwriter: Are You Ready? CONTACT ME: wendellsweet7@gmail.com Examples: Some of the work I have done. The Earth’s Survivors series. A series consisting of over a dozen books. The Zombie Plagues. A zombie Apocalyptic Fiction series. True: True Stories, non-fiction. America the Dead. Genesis Earth. Many, many more… Check out books I have written in just one pen name at Apple Books. Check out books at Amazon. Hint: You can generate dozens more links for books by utilizing some of the pen names at other book sellers, such as NOOK, KOBO,

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A minor Acoustic and A minor Studio comparison

Posted on February 29, 2024 by dello

This is the commercial version recorded in 2015 This is the commercial version I did for the LP DVD. It seemed lie the longer I worked at it in my studio the farther away from the original it got… A-minor: Copyright © 2006-2015 Wendell Sweet Verse One: I spend most of my time filling the holes in my head. Sitting in this cell thinking about the life I’ve led. It’s all free food and therapy, but I may as well pay for something I can see… This room has a view but all I really wanna do is talk to

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A Minor Acoustic – Original Audio

Posted on February 29, 2024 by dello

Intro I don’t know anything I thought I knew… It’s like my life was stuck in A Minor or something… Instrumental——–Pick up main———————————————————- Verse One: I spend most of my time filling the holes in my head. Sitting in this cell thinking about the life I’ve led. It’s all free food and therapy, but I may as well pay for something I can see… This room has a view but all I really wanna do is talk to you… It’s been so long… How could that be wrong? (spoken) Everything we had was based on sex money and lies. When

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