Music

Music

Original Songs

  • Release date: 2015-02-01

I am a songwriter.

Here’s a sampling, if you need that special song- I can write it.

A couple of examples below:

And take note: I also love collaborations

(Note all the songs are copyrighted with the US Copyright Office)

  1. 1

    Daddy's Home Country

    Lyrics

    I wrote this to be sung by a Man and his Daughter.
    I was in a Doctors office talking with an elderly gentleman who had worked all his life as a butcher. This was his story. I went home and wrote the song:

    Daddy's Home © by Suzanne Birrell 1995

    I get up in early mornin', I make sure the fire's burnin'
    I smile on my wife and my children, then leave for work.
    The job I do is a hard one, the hours I work - long ones
    My back gets sore, my feet get blistered, my hands get cut and chapped.

    When the whistle blows, I gostraight home
    'cause home is where my heart is
    And there's no better tonic than what I'll find at home.
    The highway is another slow one.
    I’m tired, the day's been a long one.
    but my heart gets light and my feet get springy
    when I opens the door and hear;

    "Daddy's home! Daddy's home!"
    The sweetest words a man can hear, "Daddy's home!
    Daddy will you rock me in the rocking chair?
    Will you help me braid my hair?
    Please read to me a story book.
    Daddy, come see what I made. Will you look?
    Mama see! Daddy's here! Daddy's home!"

    It's a job. I’m not complainin'.
    But my boss needs some explainin'.
    There's a word I could use
    but in present company I'll refrain.
    There are some days I'd like to "shove it"
    when I wonder if it's worth it.
    When tempers soar and feelings blister
    and nothing seems to go right.

    When the whistle blows it all comes home, the reason that I’m workin',
    ‘cause my wife and my babies are waitin' for me at home.
    I leave work with the problems of the day,
    but when I get home they all fall away.
    I thank God for the job and the home it's providin'
    when I opens the door and hear;

    "Daddy's home! Daddy's home!"
    The sweetest words a man can hear, "Daddy's home!
    Daddy will you please help me learn to rollar skate?
    Will you take me fishin’ in the lake?
    Can we camp out and look at the stars?
    Daddy, some day will you teach me how to drive a car?
    Mama, look! Daddy's here! Daddy's home!”

    "Daddy's home! Daddy's home!"

    Recorded at Scooter's Place, Durango, Colorado
    Scott Smith, Engineer
    October 16, 2008

    DADDY'S HOME 4:53
    by Suzanne Birrell
    Suzanne Birrell: Vocal, Upright Bass
    D.C. Duncan: Drums
    Johnny Oakley: Steel Guitar
    Carl Mori: Guitar

    Daddy's Home
  2. 2

    Burnin' This House Down Swing

    Lyrics

    Written by Suzanne Birrell, Mark Parsons & Ryan Sapp. This is a crowd pleaser.
    Recorded by Cats With Class - not yet mixed

    Burnin' This House Down
  3. 3

    I Want to thank the Other Woman Swing

    Lyrics

    Recorded by Cats With Class-not yet mixed

    I Want to thank the Other Woman
  4. 4

    Pay particular Attention Pop Rock

    Lyrics

    Recorded by Cats With Class-not yet mixed

    "Pay Particular Attention"
    © by Suzanne Birrell

    Pay Particular Attention
    to the man behind the screen;
    Does he mean what he says?
    Does he say what he means?
    Maybe, he’s just blowin’ smoke
    If you give him money, will he go away
    And forget about the promises
    He made along the way?
    Maybe, he just took you for a ride

    Bridge

    He put you on a carousel and took you for a spin.
    He said, “We’ll all go ‘round and ‘round and ‘round
    And Every body wins.”
    A golden ring dangles just beyond your grasp,
    Buy another ticket, your chance for easy cash.

    Pay Particular Attention,
    to the man who wins the race.
    Was he a better runner? Or did he have an ace?
    Maybe, he had somethin’ up his sleeve.

    Bridge:
    We gotta do somethin’ ‘bout the nothin’ bein’ done.
    The price of tea in China seems
    to matter more to some.
    The folks who made my shoes
    have moved to China too.
    I try to buy American; it’s gettin’ hard to do.

    Pay Particular Attention,
    to the man who calls the shots
    Is he tellin’ us the truth?
    Or just aimin’ for the top?
    Maybe, he‘s just a puppet on a string.

    Bridge:
    Responsibility is not in vogue today.
    They’ll pay them well to close the doors
    And send them on their way. But
    if you’re just a little guy,
    you’re doomed to sink or swim
    Go to work and slave and hope
    your pension never ends.

    Pay Particular Attention,
    to the man behind the screen;
    Does he mean what he says?
    Does he say what he means?
    Maybe, he’s just blowin’ smoke.
    Maybe, he’s just blowin’ smoke.
    Maybe, he’s just blowin’ smoke.

    Pay particular Attention
  5. 5

    Rich Man's War Folk

    Lyrics

    I wrote this to sound like an old time lullaby.
    I'd like to get it used in a film

    RICH MAN'S WAR 3:42
    by Suzanne Birrell
    Suzanne Birrell: Vocal, Electric Bass, & Tambourine

    Recorded at Scooter's Place, Durango, Colorado
    Scott Smith, Engineer
    October 16, 2008

    Rich Man’s War-A Mother’s Prayer
    ©2007 by Suzanne Birrell

    Chorus I:
    Hush little babe; Go to sleep
    Go to sleep and dream dreams so sweet.
    Dream that your Daddy comes back home.
    Dream that he comes home soon.
    Dream that he comes home soon.

    When Daddy was a little boy, Grampa was poor
    So he went off to fight in a Rich Mans’ War
    His daddy never came home, his mama raised him alone
    But a boy grows up poor when his daddy’s not home.

    Repeat chorus I

    When a man goes to fight in a rich man’s war
    There’s a chance that he’ll come back no more
    And a dead soldier’s son will grow up poor
    That means another crop of boys to fight a Rich Man’s War.

    Chorus II
    Rich Man’s War; Rich Man’s War
    They harvest the poor to fight a Rich Man’s War
    When a daddy dies fighting in a Rich Man’s War
    It’s certain that his children will grow up poor -and raise
    another crop of boys to fight a Rich Man’s War

    Promise me Babe; Promise me true.
    Promise me something you’ll never do.
    That’s sell your soul for a dollar or more
    And go off and fight a Rich Man’s War

    Repeat Chorus II

    Rich Man's War
  6. 6

    Midnight Muse Bugaloo

    Lyrics

    Recorded by Cats With Class-not yet mixed

    Midnight Muse
  7. 7

    Other People's Money Jazz

    Lyrics

    Recorded by Cats With Class-not yet mixed

    Other People's Money
  8. 8

    Other People's Money Country

    Lyrics

    OTHER PEOPLE'S MONEY 2:22
    by Suzanne Birrell
    Suzanne Birrell: Vocal, Acoustic Bass, & Rhythm Guitar
    D. C. Duncan: Drums
    Bob Hemminger: Soprano Saxophone

    Recorded at Scooter's Place, Durango, Colorado
    Scott Smith, Engineer
    October 16, 2008

    Other People's Money
  9. 9

    Life Goes On Forever Rock Ballad

    Lyrics

    Written by Sarah Hall and Suzanne Birrell

    Recorded by Cats With Class-not yet mixed
    Julie Morgentaler-vocals

    Life Goes On Forever
  10. 10

    Grimm's Girls Rock

    Lyrics

    Recorded by Cats With Class

    Grimm's Girls
  11. 11

    Point of View Electronic Rock

    Lyrics

    Incidental Music for Stage Play: Point of View
    A Rashômon style play

    He said that you said that I said that we were one forever.
    But she said that you said that it was just a passing thing.
    Whatever!
    And he said that you said that I said, "I never want to leave you.”
    Uh-ahh, uh-ahh
    But I said when he said what you said, "You’re a just a wishful dreamer.”

    You can believe it, I didn't mean it,
    You say I say what you want to believe.
    Though you believe it, I didn't mean it.
    You need to believe so it's you you deceive

    It's just your personal point of view
    Just because you say it don't mean it’s true.

    It's just your personal point of view.
    Just because you say it don't mean it’s true.

    You can say what I say and just because you say it, don't mean I say it .
    You know what I mean.
    You can say what I say and just because you say it, don't mean I say it.
    I didn’t say it!

    He said that you said that I said that we were one forever.
    But she said that you said that it was just a passing thing.
    Whatever!

    You can believe it, I didn't mean it,
    It's just your personal point of view.

    You can believe it, I didn't mean it,
    It's just your personal point of view.

    Point of View
  12. 12

    Just Sort O Wonderin' Country

    Lyrics

    UST SORT OF WOND'RIN' 2:27
    by Suzanne Birrell
    Suzanne Birrell: Vocal, Electric Bass
    D.C. Duncan: Drums
    Johnny Oakley: Steel Guitar
    Carl Mori: Guitar

    Recorded at Scooter's Place, Durango, Colorado
    Scott Smith, Engineer
    November 17, 2008

    On Retrospect- I'd like this a little slower

    Just Sort O Wonderin'
  13. 13

    Fred Incidental Music

    Lyrics

    Incidental Music for a play called It's Very Crowded

    Fred
  14. 14

    Destiny's Lance Film

    Lyrics

    This was written for a one minute film Teaser: Destiny's Lance

    Destiny's Lance

I’ve got some great songs I haven’t recorded-or the recordings just aren’t up to par.