Listen to Colter Wall's New Song 'For a Long While' 🎶 from the Album 'Little Songs'

Little Songs, the new album from Colter Wall, is available everywhere.

Listen now: https://colterwall.lnk.to/LittleSongsID

In “For a Long While” Colter Wall writes about the restorative power of songs and the toll of creating.

Opposed to previous releases, Colter’s latest record was largely written from his home in southern Saskatchewan, where he lives and works raising cattle. Colter said about the new album, “These songs were written over the last three years. I penned most of them from home and I think the songs reflect that.”

On the new record, Colter and his longtime road band, affectionately known to fans as The Scary Prairie Boys, tracked the songs in Wimberley, TX. Patrick Lyons joined Colter as a co-producer on this record and played many instruments. Also on the record are Jake Groves (harmonica), Russell Patterson (drums), Doug Moreland (fiddle) and Jason Simpson (bass).

After releasing previous recordings with Colter, La Honda Records partnered with RCA Records for the album Little Songs.

More information about Colter Wall can be found at www.ColterWall.com

Lyrics:

This old guitar I’ve toted far
And though she’s sometimes outta tune
She earns her keep each time she speaks
In the dance halls and barrooms
There ain’t an hour that old wildwood flower
Don’t procure a little smile
I guess that’s how it’s always been
Or at least for a long while
It never fails when the world ails you
And throws you to the ground
Some old song forgotten long ago
Comes back around
Picks you up and dusts you off
In an old analog style
I guess that’s how it’s always been
Or at least for a long while
Laid my head on feather beds
And a pallet on the floor
But I’d contest my best nights rest
Followed work days full of chores
Any man that works his hands
Knows true reward and trial
I guess that’s how it’s always been
Or at least for a long while
Restless and breathlessness
Can creep in over time
When things get slow you got to go
Hear that highway whine
The more you roam, you’ll long for home
With every passing mile
I guess that’s how it’s always been
Or at least for a long while
I guess that’s how it’s always been
Or at least for a long while