2025 Competition Entry:
Applecross by Zydell Henry
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Zydell Henry – The Rockytonk Troubadour
Live guitar and vocals
Live guitar and vocals
Description
A Rockytonk Ballad of love, hope and loss with echoes of Burns!
Bio
Zydell Henry – The Rockytonk Troubadour
Bringing the Glaswegiana twang of Rockytonk to your town
Rockytonk ..it’s got blues, it’s got funk , it’s got soul, a little bit of country and a whole lot of rock and roll!
Bringing the Glaswegiana twang of Rockytonk to your town
Rockytonk ..it’s got blues, it’s got funk , it’s got soul, a little bit of country and a whole lot of rock and roll!
Lyrics
Oh the flowers won’t grow back o’er the green leaves
But I know a place where they will
The tally is there, and all of it’s costs
Today I will leave for Applecross
It will all make sense in the morning
A Kingdom of laughs won and lost
There is hope out here in the offing
Now I am here I Applecross
Oh the blossoming wind
Falls to my skin
Sweet as the call of the day
As I hold out my hand
I understand
Let it go and it all falls away
The corners become unforgiving
The streets are an unwelcome host
I should never have come here my darling
Today I will leave Applecross
Oh the blossoming wind
Falls to my skin
Sweet as the call of the day
As I hold out my hand
I understand
Let it go and it all fails away
Even a desert has beauty
And a whirlwind you start to cross
I should never have come hete my darling
Today I will leave Applecross
But I know a place where they will
The tally is there, and all of it’s costs
Today I will leave for Applecross
It will all make sense in the morning
A Kingdom of laughs won and lost
There is hope out here in the offing
Now I am here I Applecross
Oh the blossoming wind
Falls to my skin
Sweet as the call of the day
As I hold out my hand
I understand
Let it go and it all falls away
The corners become unforgiving
The streets are an unwelcome host
I should never have come here my darling
Today I will leave Applecross
Oh the blossoming wind
Falls to my skin
Sweet as the call of the day
As I hold out my hand
I understand
Let it go and it all fails away
Even a desert has beauty
And a whirlwind you start to cross
I should never have come hete my darling
Today I will leave Applecross
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