- Music written by -

Tim Scheetz

handcrafted

original music

-music written by-

tim scheetz

vocals, martin d28 guitar, gibson guitar, resonator guitar,

Click on each title to reveal the song lyrics. each song below is written by Tim scheetz and performed by various musicians.  

The last train rolled on out of town in 1981
They warned us it would end someday
and now the deed was done
They’re tearing up the rails now, they’re pulling up the ties
Another part of history is facing its demise
The factories along the line were boarded up and sold
No furnaces making steel and no more need for coal
The rails that made America are left to face
the ravages of time
Can we bring them back again, those horses of the line?
Chorus:
Bring back the trains…
let me feel the rythym of the wheels
Bring back the trains…
see the headlight shining on the steel
Bring back the trains…
hear that whistle blow across the fields
Let those iron horses run again
Bring back the trains
I loved to be the first car in the line
when the gates came down
I’d sit and watch a colorful parade
rolling through the town
The clanging of the bell and lonesome whistle
I’d love to hear again
Now it seems so long ago, just memories remain
Chorus
Let those iron horses run again
Bring back the trains
The station’s standing empty now it’s strong and built to last
Still waiting for the next train to slowly rumble past
Clear track ahead is waiting for passengers and freight
Instead we take the highway, to hurry up and wait
Chorus
Let those iron horses run again
Bring back the trains
You can call me crazy and you may be right
When I’m at the crossing I still turn my head
looking for the light
And late at night I swear I’ve heard a whistle blow
a time or two
Chorus
Let those iron horses run again
Bring back the trains
Let those iron horses run again……….
Bring back the trains

Samuel made his living with mortar, rock and stone
With hands all rough and calloused
and arms solid to the bone
One thing that he loved to do to pass the time away
Was get down his old fiddle, he’d just tuned it up and play
His Momma played piano and all his sisters, too
But Samuel loved the fiddle and good fiddlers were few
So he saved up all his money and learned all by himself
When he had the time to spare, he took it off the shelf
He got the fiddle down and he began to play
A little Soldier’s Joy in the old time way
The Tohickon Waltz and the Kutztown Reel
He just loved how it made him feel
Katie’s family owned a farm about a mile from town
She’d help her Daddy in the fields
cause her brothers weren’t around
What she really loved to do when she got the chance
She loved to hear a fiddle, it would make her dance
One summer night a dance was held at the old grange hall
Where Sam would play his fiddle
while his best friend would call
The call was made to promanade and as they passed on by
Katie looked at Samuel and Samuel caught her eye
He got the fiddle down and he began to play
A little Soldier’s Joy to make her look his way
The Tohickon Waltz and the Kutztown Reel
She had to know how she made him feel
Sam and Katie married early in the fall
They lived on Katie’s family farm
and they raised six kids in all
The house was full of music
when the working day was through
When his kids would gather ’round,
he knew just what to do
He got the fiddle down
and he began to play
A little Soldier’s Joy
then the kids would say,
“Play Tohickon Waltz
and the Kutztown Reel”
They just loved
how it made them feel

So many people are living today
Walking in darkness and can’t find their way
Building their houses upon the sand
Refusing to reach out and take Jesus hand
Reach out to Jesus He’s reaching for you
With mercy and grace and forgiveness too
If you’re tired of living the way that you do
Reach out to Jesus, He’s reaching for you
Maybe you’ve got this old world by the tail
But if you trust riches then you’re gonna fail
Someday it’s all gonna burn up like coal
What would you give in exchange for your soul?
Reach out to Jesus He’s reaching for you
With mercy and grace and forgiveness too
If you’re tired of living the way that you do
Reach out to Jesus, He’s reaching for you
If you love the darkness, more than the light
And deep in your heart you know it’s not right
Jesus is knocking, He’s there at your door
You’ll find the peace that you’re looking for
Reach out to Jesus He’s reaching for you
With mercy and grace and forgiveness too
If you’re tired of living the way that you do
Reach out to Jesus, He’s reaching for you
Jesus will leave the ninety and nine
For one lost soul He’ll search hard to find
Maybe that one in a hundred is you
When you hear His call what are you gonna do?
Reach out to Jesus He’s reaching for you
With mercy and grace and forgiveness, too
If you’re tired of living the way that you do
Reach out to Jesus, He’s reaching for you

Billy was a good friend, when I was a young boy
In 1963
His Daddy was a soldier, he fought in the big war
And a hero to Billy and me,
He could tell a story, storming up the beaches
To the very gates of Hell
Bill and me would listen, in a wild eyed wonder
Like we were there as well
Uncle Sam called him, fresh out of high school
In the summer of ’69
The Pennsylvania farm boy, now became a soldier
gonna put those Reds in line
Billy didn’t know then, when it comes to fighting
and you go off to war
You leave a young soldier, come back a lot older
and it’s nothing like before.
Those years away, did something to him
He didn’t write in his letters home
What it was, just seemed to haunt him
He didn’t come back alone
No, he didn’t come back alone
Billy bought a small house, back on a side street,
And always kept his distance
A few tried to help him, but all their intentions
Were met with some resistance
Call it a demon, call it an illness, call it what you will
A tormented soldier from a war long over
That he is fighting still
Those years away, did something to him
He didn’t write in his letters home
What it was, just seemed to haunt him
He didn’t come back alone
No, he didn’t come back alone
He’d talk aloud, to the voices
That echoed in his head
Then off he’d ride, down the highway
But he never came back alone
No, he never came back alone

Raymond and Loretta shared a life
Sixty years as husband and wife
Made them a home, that they could call their own
And together their love had grown
Raymond’s room’s the last door down the hall
A lifetime of pictures on the wall
Each one in it’s place
With one familiar face
Raymond says that face outshines them all
Chorus:
I was always told
That every picture holds
At least a thousand words
But in room 132
The opposite is true
Raymond’s got just one word to say.. Loretta
Like the rose and bramble on the vine
The love they knew lost all track of time
Until that Autumn day
Its flower fell away
And left a lonely bramble behind
“Tell me has the thought occured to you
Raymond asked when breakfast was through
Years can drag along
When you’re all alone
My years with Loretta seemed so few”
“Ray”, I said, “you know you’re not alone
With me and all these people at the home”
He said “Boy can’t you see, since 1943
There’s only one that I can call my own”
Chorus
In the daylight these pictures I see
But at night she comes to see me in my dreams
Like a vision from the past
Then the morning comes too fast
Raymond’s room’s the last door down the hall
A lifetime of pictures on the wall
Each one in it’s place
With one familiar face
Loretta….Loretta

I’m stuck here in Roswell, just one of my kind
My so-called friends, have left me behind
I hope they’ll forgive me, it happened so fast
They only sent me, to drop off the trash
Ok, I admit it!
I made a mistake!
Now come and get me
Please don’t make me wait
They said to be careful, and not fly so low
Don’t screw with their RADAR, don’t give’em a show
But zigging and zagging, not making a sound
I made it look easy, til I hit the ground
Ok, I admit it!
I made a mistake!
Now come and get me
Please don’t make me wait
I’m stuck here in Roswell, just one of my kind
But I’m the survivor, that they’ll never find
Hiding by day, I keep out of sight
Making big crop circles, in cornfields at night
Ok, I admit it!
I made a mistake!
Now come and get me
Please don’t make me wait
From up there in space, Earth’s scenery is grand
But now I am stuck here, on this burning sand
There’s one night a year, that I can be seen
Still eating the candy, from last Halloween
Ok, I admit it!
I made a mistake!
Now come and get me
Please don’t make me wait

Teach me angel I’m listening
Tell me secrets you’re keeping
I know there’s wisdom hidden in that smile
So much to tell me though you’re still a child
Teach me angel I’m listening
Teach me angel I’m listening
Listening to you
Teach me angel I’m watching
You’ve got me praying and hoping
Don’t make me stand here looking
in your eyes
You take the pain and I’m the one
who cries
Teach me angel I’m watching
Teach me angel I’m watching
You know I’m watching you
Angel did you have to travel far
Down from heaven and into my heart
To show me things that only angels know
That I’d never learn on my own, so
Teach me angel I’m waiting
You shine a light never fading
Without a word you had so much to say
Though you’re gone, you are never far away
Teach me angel I’m waiting
Teach me angel I’m watching
Teach me angel I’m listening, listening for you

When those storm clouds gather round me
And the sunlight disappears
When the winds blow and the rains come
That’s when I know my help is near
When I’m in my darkest hour
There’s a friend I’ve come to know
In His arms He’ll gently take me
Through the storm we both will go
So let the lightning, and the thunder
Spend all its fury on me
Safe in the loving arms of Jesus
After the storm, that’s where I’ll be
Though the way be dark and dreary
With my face against the wind
O’er the waves I’ll see Him walking
Saying ‘Peace be still’ again
So let the lightning, and the thunder
Spend all its fury on me
Safe in the loving arms of Jesus
After the storm, that’s where I’ll be
I have wandered, I have fallen
I have strayed far from the fold
But the day my storms are over
His face I’ll see, His hand I’ll hold
So let the lightning, and the thunder
Spend all its fury on me
Safe in the loving arms of Jesus
After the storm, that’s where I’ll be
Safe in the loving arms of Jesus
After the storm, that’s where I’ll be

Lord, lead me on
please be my guide
help me walk in you way
close by your side
if I should fall
Lord take my hand
precious Jesus lead o lead me on

born for a world of sorrow and care
your purpose to die, my burden to bear
though truly a King, you came here to serve
to suffer and bear the cross I deserve

Lord, lead me on
please be my guide
help me walk in you way
close by your side
if I should fall
Lord take my hand
precious Jesus lead o lead me on

the world calls my name, It says to forsake
the one that I love, my promise to break
I'm trusting in you to meet every need
I'll walk with you Lord
I'll go where you lead

Lord, lead me on
please be my guide
help me walk in you way
close by your side
if I should fall
Lord take my hand
precious Jesus lead o lead me on
Who' the one I love the best
Who stands far above the rest
It's you, it's you, I'm telling you baby it's you
who's the one who treats me right
every day and every night
It's you, it's you, I'm telling you baby it's you

you don't have to worry dear whenever we're apart
no one else can take your place your safe inside my heart
who's the one that I adore
and keeps me coming back for more
It's you, it's you, I'm telling you baby it's you

who makes the sun shine every day
driving all my blues away
It's you, it's you, I'm telling you baby it's you
who's the one in all my dreams
morning, night and in between
It's you, it's you, I'm telling you baby it's you

you don't have to worry dear whenever we're apart
no one else can take your place your safe inside my heart
who's the one I want to be
always, ever close to me
It's you, it's you, I'm telling you baby it's you

you don't have to worry dear whenever we're apart
no one else can take your place your safe inside my heart
who was sent from up above
the only one for me to love
It's you, it's you, I'm telling you baby it's you
It's you, it's you, I'm telling you baby it's you
I guess you had enough of all your cattin' around
you said you're home to stay and want to settle down
but not with this kitty
you're the ramblin' kind
it's too late for us honey
quit wasting my time

I know I loved you once but now that's in the past
I bet you didn't think that I'd forget you so fast
But it's true baby
I don't pay you no mind
Now it's all over
Quit wasting my time

All those lonely nights spent waiting for you
I could've found me something better to do

The promises you made to me you didn't keep
And yet you wonder why I threw your stuff in the street
Oh you're all talk baby
You never walked the line
That's why it's all over
Quit wasting my time

All those lonely nights spent waiting for you
I could've found me something better to do

The promises you made to me you didn't keep
And yet you wonder why I threw your stuff in the street
Oh you're all talk baby
You never walked the line
That's why it's all over
Quit wasting my time
That's why it's all over
Quit wasting my time
When you think of me
know that I think of you
That's all I ever do
All day and all night through
When you think of me
know that my love is true
ANd I want to have you here with me

Empty my arms will be
Each and every night
Till you come back again
And hold me tight
Since you went away
Time passes way too slow
Oh won't you hurry back home to me

When you think of me
Look at the stars at night
and know that every light
Holds a wish I wished for you
and when the maorning comes
I'll say a prayer for you
I'll ask the Lord to bring you back home to me

Empty my arms will be
Each and every night
Till you come back again
And hold me tight
Since you went away
Time passes way too slow
Oh won't you hurry back home to me

Hello old guitar
Looks like it’s just you and me again
All alone tonight
Yes, my old guitar
You’re always here for me, waiting
To be held in my arms
Loneliness,
is something we can share
When no one seems to care
Hello old guitar
Looks like it’s just you and me again
All alone tonight
Hello old guitar
You keep me company, at night
When dark clouds hide the moon
Yes, my old guitar
You know just how it feels when life
Gets all out of tune
You have never
Been less than a friend
On you I can depend
Hello old guitar
Looks like it’s just you and me again
All alone tonight

Rupert and Scheetz Music Deerfarm Tim Scheetz

writer - composer

It was on the 5th of May 1969 that an 8-year-old boy received a Cameo acoustic guitar for his birthday. Folk music had been played in Tim’s home since the early ‘60’s because his mother liked listening to ‘Peter, Paul and Mary’ and ‘The Kingston Trio’. Sprinkle in a dash of Roger Miller and Glen Campbell for country; Al Hirt and Boots Randolph for jazz; and TV variety shows featuring Johnny Cash, Glen Campbell and The Smothers Brothers needless to say, Tim was fascinated by music-ALL music.

Oh, and there were cases of 78rpm’s in the basement! Harry James, Glen Miller, Les Brown, Tommy and Jimmy Dorsey! Whether played on Mom’s RCA record player or Grammy’s old Victrola the Big Band sound was wonderful. This gave Tim a love for big bands that would, at age 12, cause him to take up the Alto sax which would be his primary instrument through his teenage years but he still played guitar in youth bands and in church.

 

 

Tim learned to sing harmony in church and via his mother, who sang alto. She taught him how to sing above and below the melody of a song. Tim’s mother and sister were his main singing influences in his early years.

Around the age of 10, Tim received a Bell and Howell cassette tape recorder. This little machine started his fascination with recording. He would place the microphone next to the TV speaker and record NASA space launches, musical and comedy shows, and pretty much anything. Tim’s cousins Clarke and Bruce Rupert also shared this love for recording. Remember the 78’s in the basement? The boys
came across additional recordings that would eventually shape their psyche… ‘Spike Jones’ and ‘Homer and Jethro’.

There was a period in the early 70’s when you could hear novelty recordings where the boys would be interviewing imaginary people and their responses would be snippets of popular recordings of the day. Tim and his cousins spent countless hours making recordings in this fashion. Even writing their own funny commercials!

Toward the end of high school and into college Tim was into Rhythm & Blues. He played sax along with his high school jazz band friends, in a band called ‘The Great Saturday-Nite Swindle’ at various venues and night clubs.

Over time, Tim gravitated more towards the guitar as his instrument of choice. Introduced to bluegrass music in the late 70’s and 80’s, he listened more and more to acoustic music. He saw acts like The Bluegrass Cardinals, The Lewis Family, and The Easter Brothers, and kept in touch with his cousin Bruce who began singing and playing in groups like ‘The Fresh Vegetables’ and ‘The Pleasant Valley Boys’.

In the mid 90’s he joined the group ‘Willow Creek’, where Bruce was already a member. Later on he also joined ‘Richland Station’ with Bruce. In 2001, Bruce, Tim, and Bill Kunsman formed ‘Mountain Heritage’ which continues to this day with current members Bruce, Tim, Mike Terris, Matt Koch, and Marty Smith. From 2004 to 2014 Tim was a member of ‘The Beth Coleman Band’. Currently he also performs with ‘The Stonehearth Bluegrass Band’ and with ‘The Gray Wolves’.

In addition to playing music, Tim writes and records in his studio in Haycock Township, PA with his cousin Bruce Rupert. Together they have written and recorded numerous songs performed live, played on radio programs, and uploaded to the internet.

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