Phil Fox

Phil Fox

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Pop - Rock | Myrtle BEach, South Carolina, United States
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Member Since: 2004
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Song Description

Amost a jazz/swing feel on this one, with a killer sax solo.

Story Behind the Song

This is for all our friends carving out a living playing the commercial circuit for the tourists every summer here in Myrtle Beach.

Lyrics

Heaven called me southward
Here I came to ground
Midnight minstral rocker
In Pawleys Island town

And every purple evening
I sang a roadhouse down
where the gators grumble
In Pawleys Island town

Now a summer breeze still blows
On Chicora nation
And the season comes and goes
And I've got no life to show

Toll away, Mount Pisgah
Am I lost or found?
I hear thunder rolling
In Pawleys Island town

Now with every night that holds me
One more dream goes down
Swiftly, swiftly ......

Moonlight beams and roses
Antibellum gowns
I know Tansey's waiting
In Pawley's Island town

And the autumn trees explode
Into conflagrations
Gotta get out now, I know
But I just can't seem to go ...

Roll me sweetly, sweetness
Draw your curtains down
There'll be chill come morning

In Pawley's Island town
In Pawley's Island town
Swiftly, swiftly, swiftly
Pawley's Island town

Song Length
3:01
Genres
Rock - General, Rock - Modern
Tempo / Feel
Medium (111 - 130)
Lead Vocal
Male Vocal


Language
English
Era
2000 and later

Lyric Credits Philip James Fox
Music Credits Philip James Fox
Producer Credits Scott Watkins
Publisher Credits Philip James Fox
Performance Credits Philip James Fox