Has anyone ever heard of Masterwriter? If so, what do you think of it.

Has anyone ever heard of Materwriter? It helps with song writing. If so, what do you think of it?

It was a cold night in NashvilleAs she stepped out of the cabFree spirit, hiding from lifeAn angel in olive drab. Sat on a bench in Bradley ParkWaiting for sunrise in the darkKnowing the odds weren't good todayStill, hoping that things were gonna change "You've given good service" She'd heard them sayBut what  good was that  when she  looked at yesterdaySuddenly her thoughts began to raceAs a line of sweat ran down her face        

It was a cold night in NashvilleAs she stepped out of the cabFree spirit, hiding from lifeAn angel in olive drab. Sat on a bench in Bradley ParkWaiting for sunrise in the darkKnowing the odds weren't good todayStill, hoping that things were gonna change "You've given good service" She'd heard them sayBut what  good was that  when she  looked at yesterdaySuddenly her thoughts began to raceAs a line of sweat ran down her face She'd never faced the world aloneAnd now she was so far from homeSo she picked up her backpackHeading east across the tracks

I agree with Skipp.  The chorus might then be stronger as it's one writer's stream of thoughts.Dale you started us off. What do you think?   : ) I'm good either way. 

It was a cold night in NashvilleAs she stepped out of the cabFree spirit, hiding from lifeAn angel in olive drab. Sat on a bench in Bradley ParkWaiting for sunrise in the darkKnowing the odds weren't good todayStill, hoping that things were gonna change "You've given good service" She'd heard them sayBut what  good was that  when she  looked at yesterdaySuddenly her thoughts began to raceAs a line of sweat ran down her face  She'd never faced the world aloneAnd now she was so far from homeSo she picked up her backpackHeading east across the tracks  She came to town to make the roundsBelting out that Country soundThinking stardom could be foundBut all that getting knocked around  Bags in one hand, guitar in the otherApproached by a man who said he was her brother

It was a cold night in NashvilleAs she stepped out of the cabFree spirit, hiding from lifeAn angel in olive drab.Sat on a bench in Bradley ParkWaiting for sunrise in the darkKnowing the odds weren't good todayStill, hoping that things were gonna change "You've given good service" She'd heard them sayBut what  good was that  when she  looked at yesterdaySuddenly her thoughts began to raceAs a line of sweat ran down her face   She'd never faced the world aloneAnd now she was so far from home So she picked up her backpackHeading east across the tracks She came to town to make the roundsBelting out that Country soundThinking stardom could be foundBut all that getting knocked around   Bags in one hand, guitar in the otherApproached by a man who said he was her brotherHe said "You may not know it but our lives are entwined"Then he offered her a swig of his wine   She was skeptical at firstBut she really had a thirst 

 Oh, no worries. Come to think of it,  I haven't even been paying attention to meter. This is one big experiment. Love it.  We can go back and make adjustments if the consensus comes to that. Let me see if I can surgically place Tracy's intended chorus into the stomach of our developing lyric child below.Is anyone else having trouble with single spacing vs double spacing between lines besides me?   For some reason my  font size doesn't have anything to do with single vs double spacing.   Watch I bet ya' it's somethin' real simple. Anyway   I hope this looks OK.   Woo!  I hope I haven't confused anybody.  Lol V1It was a cold night in NashvilleAs she stepped out of the cabFree spirit, hiding from lifeAn angel in olive drab.V2 Sat on a bench in Bradley ParkWaiting for sunrise in the darkKnowing the odds weren't good todayStill, hoping that things were gonna changeV3"You've given good service" She'd heard them sayBut what  good was that  when she  looked at yesterdaySuddenly her thoughts began to raceAs a line of sweat ran down her face V4She'd never faced the world aloneAnd now she was so far from homeSo she picked up her backpackHeading east across the tracks(Chorus)She was a Nashville honeyNo room no car no moneyShe came to town to make the roundsBelting out that Country soundThinking stardom could be foundBut all that getting knocked aroundPut her feet back on the ground V5Bags in one hand, guitar in the otherApproached by a man who said he was her brotherHe said "You may not know it but our lives are entwined"Then he offered her a swig of his wine V6 She was skeptical at firstBut really had a thirst     

I think this is a great effort!Try it both ways and we can all then chime in. But, I'm leaning towards an instrumental bridge. Experiment with it.Again, I think it sounds great as a first beginning!

Cool!!

Sounds good Gerald. I like the beat also. How about a harmonica. Out of place?

Yeah, I wasn't sure about the harmonica either but for some reason just crossed my thought waves. Lol

Hey, this is news to me!How about the 1960's version of Hawaii - Five -0?I could picture this show's instrumental as a song with lyrics.

I thought to give Dale's collaboration idea another try with a stipulation attached to it.  Let's try to create a lyric  using Verse, Chorus, Verse, Chorus, Bridge, Chorus structure.Each person creates a single line. If you notice a particular rhyming pattern, try and maintain it. Let's say each verse will be 8 lines? Chorus the same. Once the 8th line is complete on the verse, the next person starts the chorus. Once the chorus is complete we only have a verse and a bridge to go, but whoever starts up the second verse should copy n past the chorus already written when adding a new verse line to the lyric. The same would follow suit after the bridge. Labeling each section might help to alleviate any confusion.Bridge. Hmmm   Four lines? No more.     Shall we play a game.  Come on. Try it out. Each time you add a line, cut n paste the line above yours to continue the lyric. I'm going to start things up here but if you want to add a thought, comment or suggestion  please feel free to chime in. Verse One Walked out the door

Verse OneWalked out the doorJust in time to seeAn eight foot Sasquatch                                                                                                                                                                                                    

Walked out the door Just in time to see An eight foot Sasquatch Steal my SUV  My jaw was hangin' open            

(Verse One)Walked out the door  Just in time to see  An eight foot Sasquatch  Steal my SUV  My jaw was hangin' openTongue 'bout hit the floorNext thing ya' know

(Verse One)Walked out the doorJust in time to seeAn eight foot SasquatchSteal my SUVMy jaw was hangin' openTongue 'bout hit the floorNext thing ya' knowThere were two more  (Chorus)Some say they're gorillas

(Verse One)Walked out the doorJust in time to seeAn eight foot SasquatchSteal my SUVMy jaw was hangin' openTongue 'bout hit the floorNext thing ya' knowThere were two more (Chorus)Some say they're gorillasI don't think that's trueCuz one's behind the wheel

   Lol  That's a good one.