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KETE BOWERS

Artist · Joined May 2015

AmericanaCountryFolkRockSinger-Songwriter

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COUNTRY, AMERICANA,FOLK, SINGER/SONGWRITER,ROCK.

Isobel is dedicated to my grandmother. I thought I heard an angel crying I looked and saw that it was you I held your hand as the sun left the sky We held our breathe and closed our eyes Isobel I still sing the songs you taught me I roll my mind to way back then Jim Reeves on the record player Si

COUNTRY, AMERICANA,FOLK, SINGER/SONGWRITER.

Don't say those things there just not true In my time I've met nothing like you Well just plain truth would suit me fine A clear conscience beats a troubled mind I will pretend no more that your heart is good You have worn me down and that's the truth I should have walked away but like a fool Ten

It's a fine day to leave There's nothing now to keep me here They tore down the river streets I'm standing in rubble where we used to meet And it's a fine day to leave. The boy's a dreamer an there's nothing wrong with that He caught the rain in a little tin cup he had I'd drink to you until im ful

My grandfather fought in the second world war he was at Dunkirk on the minesweeper HMS Firefly..