Parker Millsap performing "Disappear" Live From Sirius XM Studios Downtown Nashville, TN at the 2014 Americana Music Association Honors & Awards Nominations 5.12.2014
I can't believe I've watched this video more times than it has been commented on. Such a beautiful song. "How will it all end? I told her "with kisses." The blacktop and the wind are gonna fix us."
Nice. And nice that Elizabeth Cook and Buddy Miller set in with the Parker Millsap Band. Hope to see em at this years Americana Music Fest in Nashville , September.
Exactly. Sincerity combined with clever word arrangements. Fresh ideas, or at the very least he finds original ways to express familiar ideas. "I'll be your man, mama, if you'll be my missus." Who writes like that??!!
Heard that flat B string straight off an I knew that if I saw him tune on the go, I would love him. That's exactly what happened and I'm very impressed.
i didn't find the lyrics guy in this comment section so I'll be the lyrics guy :) If there's coffee in the pot, leave it What about about this house we bought? We don't need it I'm gonna tell you something, you're not gonna believe it: But, I'm tired of this city, tired of this town, gonna leave it What about all our friends? They won't miss us How will it all end? Told her with my kisses The blacktop and the wind, are gonna fix us; And I'll be your Man, Mama, if you'll be my Missus I'm gonna change my name, hide my face Everbody knows us in this place; You and me, Mama, without a trace Well, I'll hold the map, Honey, if you'll steer; Make like we were never here You and me, Mama, gonna disappear Don't forget your coat; it might get cold Grab all the letters I wrote; we'll read 'em when we're old On the front door, leave a note, that says, it's sold Grab your dancin' shoes; leave all the lies I've told Don't forget the rings, I bought for you hands Bring your voice that sings, and your legs that dance Leave behind the things that never stood a chance: Like you Mother's good china, and all our original plans I'm gonna change my name, hide my face Everbody knows us in this place; You and me, Mama, without a trace Well, I'll hold the map, Honey, if you'll steer; Make like we were never here You and me, Mama, gonna disappear You and me, Mama, gonna disappear
I can't believe I've watched this video more times than it has been commented on. Such a beautiful song. "How will it all end? I told her "with kisses." The blacktop and the wind are gonna fix us."
Nice. And nice that Elizabeth Cook and Buddy Miller set in with the Parker Millsap Band. Hope to see em at this years Americana Music Fest in Nashville , September.
This is outstanding !!!!
An artist who rhymes but isn't lazy with the lyrics. I've listened to every song of his....just waiting to see what he says. Good job, young man!!!
Couldn't agree more. Great sounds. Variety of sounds in his songs and really fine moving lyrics.
Exactly. Sincerity combined with clever word arrangements. Fresh ideas, or at the very least he finds original ways to express familiar ideas. "I'll be your man, mama, if you'll be my missus." Who writes like that??!!
Buddie Miller's appearance makes this kid important
Great!!!
Heard that flat B string straight off an I knew that if I saw him tune on the go, I would love him. That's exactly what happened and I'm very impressed.
Hats and beards!
i didn't find the lyrics guy in this comment section so I'll be the lyrics guy :)
If there's coffee in the pot, leave it
What about about this house we bought? We don't need it
I'm gonna tell you something, you're not gonna believe it:
But, I'm tired of this city, tired of this town, gonna leave it
What about all our friends?
They won't miss us
How will it all end?
Told her with my kisses
The blacktop and the wind, are gonna fix us;
And I'll be your Man, Mama, if you'll be my Missus
I'm gonna change my name, hide my face
Everbody knows us in this place;
You and me, Mama, without a trace
Well, I'll hold the map, Honey, if you'll steer;
Make like we were never here
You and me, Mama, gonna disappear
Don't forget your coat; it might get cold
Grab all the letters I wrote; we'll read 'em when we're old
On the front door, leave a note, that says, it's sold
Grab your dancin' shoes; leave all the lies I've told
Don't forget the rings, I bought for you hands
Bring your voice that sings, and your legs that dance
Leave behind the things that never stood a chance:
Like you Mother's good china, and all our original plans
I'm gonna change my name, hide my face
Everbody knows us in this place;
You and me, Mama, without a trace
Well, I'll hold the map, Honey, if you'll steer;
Make like we were never here
You and me, Mama, gonna disappear
You and me, Mama, gonna disappear
Great!