This album is dedicated to my Grandfather, William Henry Morgan. I keep
one of my most cherished possessions in a dusty old shoe box full of
memories. It's an old memorex cassette tape of my Grandpa picking and
singing alone in his basement room. He picks and sings some of his
favorites on the very guitar I would eventually learn to play on - The
guitar that has inspired everything I have done in the last 15 years of
my music career, including this collection of songs. I picked a couple
that he loved and some that have always kept me company in many dark,
lonely, motel rooms across this country. From the
painfully-hard-to-record "Grandpas Guitar," to a drunkin’ late night
version of "Dead Flowers" — these songs are as close to the real me as I
have been in a long time. Hell, I even threw in a song by the man
himself from that old cassette tape that started the whole thing. WHITEY MORGAN
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