Lyrics

Uncommon these days
By Becky Wiles

Because it's rare, I take my coffee for here
Because it's gone, I smile when walking alone
The little things went their merry little way
It's a shame it's uncommon these days

The summer nights here ... are so very few
I just need to go ... somewhere with you
The soybeans aglow, the wind in my hair
It's a shame it's uncommon these days

Can we talk?
Talk about
Handwritten notes and housecoats?
I'm clearing not
Of this time
From which I come

Where are the quartets?
I'd hate to forget
How it feels
to walk through a held door

The little things went their merry little way
It's a shame it's uncommon these days
It's a shame it's uncommon these days

Song Credits - See Album Credits Below
Becky Wiles / Free Kind of Me /Album Credits
All songs written, arranged and performed by Becky Wiles
Piano Becky Wiles
Acoustic Guitar Doug Boduch
Acoustic Guitar - Dream Girl Mark Croft
Electric Guitar Doug Boduch
Bass Guitar Jake Johnson
Pedal Steel Guitar Leroy Deuster
Trumpet Joey Rockman
Banjo Jon Piek
Drums Paul Kennedy
Fiddle, Viola Chris Wagoner
Cello Mary Gaines
Backup Vocalists Cynthia Woodland, Rachelle Nafziger, Jake Johnson, John Madson, Lukas Dopart
Produced by Jake Johnson & Becky Wiles.
Engineered by Jake Johnson & Yeekeng Yang