Emmylou Harris – My Songbird
Classic Oldies “My Songbird” is Emmylou Harris at her most tender: a vow to protect something fragile and beautiful—love, spirit, or the very voice of a person—before the world can bruise it.…
Emmylou Harris – Time in Babylon
A Lament for the Modern Soul: When Faith Meets the Flicker of a Fading World When Emmylou Harris released “Time in Babylon” in 2003 as part of her acclaimed album…
Emmylou Harris – Hard Bargain
“Hard Bargain” is the sound of a seasoned heart choosing honesty over comfort—accepting that love, time, and memory rarely give us a fair deal, yet refusing to let the loss…
Emmylou Harris – Wheels
“Wheels” turns motion into a confession—Emmylou Harris singing about the ways we run, the ways we hide, and the strange loneliness of always having somewhere else to go. The first…
Emmylou Harris – You’re Supposed to Be Feeling Good
“You’re Supposed to Be Feeling Good” is the kind of song that smiles at you on the surface—then quietly reveals the bruise underneath, where love and self-deception live side by…
Emmylou Harris – Sin City
“Sin City” in Emmylou Harris’s voice is a midnight prayer for anyone who has ever loved a place that kept asking them to pay in pieces of their soul. Here…
Emmylou Harris – Old Five and Dimers Like Me
“Old Five and Dimers Like Me” is a humble self-portrait—an outlaw-country truth told softly, where pride and regret sit side by side like old friends who’ve seen too much. Here’s…
Emmylou Harris – Goodnight Old World
“Goodnight Old World” is a lullaby written with one eye on a newborn’s calm breathing—and the other on the troubled century outside the window, still flickering with noise. To put…
Emmylou Harris – Can You Hear Me Now
“Can You Hear Me Now” feels like a flare fired into a dark sky—Emmylou Harris asking, with calm desperation, whether anyone can still catch her signal before the flood reaches…
Emmylou Harris – Crescent City
“Crescent City” is a love letter to New Orleans written in barroom ink—where the urge to run back “downriver” is really the urge to run back to yourself. “Crescent City”…