THE STORY MAN - RALPH KLINE

 "THE STORY MAN MUSIC"

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"STORY SONGS ABOUT THINGS THAT MATER" Springfield Arts & Living Magazine

"ROAD OF LIFE PUTS A SONG IN MY HEART & A LUMP IN MY THROAT"

Katrina is Her Name 

 By: The Story Man

Ralph Kline 

Tonight I lay, me down, to sleep

I pray the lord, my soul, to keep

I hear the wind, reply, to me

Your soul, is all, you’ll keep, - your soul is all you’ll keep.

She comes tonight, to call, our hand

No Jack, nor Queen, nor King, can stand

A full house will fold, on shifting, sand

She knows, her flush, can wind

We hold, the losing, hand

Tonight, she’s in, command

{1st chorus} 

She’ll spin -the- wind, to push the rain

With raging seas, she’ll cease or game

She feels no shame, she deals in pain

Katrina is her name, Katrina is her name

We roll the dice, she’ll spin, the wheel

We play the odds, she’ll take, the till

She’ll see our hand, and then, she’ll deal

Those games, she came, to kill

That pain, she came, to deal

With morning light, we’ll scorn, her wrath

And, those she spared, will morn, her path

We’ll take -the- toll, we’ll do, the math

And then, we’ll hear, her laugh

We’ll hear, Katrina laugh

Forever, hear, her laugh

{2nd chorus}

  Many Times – About the Artist    The Story Man - Ralph Kline

For any father who has lost a son while protecting others, “Many Times” is a story of suffering that is hard to remember, but harder to forget. It tells of a father’s pain, pride, and love in a young hero, lost, but never forgotten.

                From the Smoky Mountains of Tennessee to the beautiful gulf coast of Florida, Ralph Kline has shared his unique ballads with grateful listeners for over thirty years. Known simply as the “Story Man” to his small circle of fans, Ralph’s music has a way of lifting spirits and touching souls. While performing on a moonlit beach, at a front porch sing-along, or in local theater, Ralph’s truth-in-song is enjoyed by fans young and old. Whether it is the smooth rich tone in his voice or the wisdom and strength found behind his lyrics, it is easy to recognize his gift.

                Inspired from life changing events, Ralph first wrote the lyrics to “Many Times” after seeing so much suffering during the horror of the World Trade Center attacks. To many American, these words grew to have greater meaning as the war against terror escalated. His life long talent for poetry and music has always served as an outlet for his personal struggles in times of tribulation. Only a privileged few know of the numerous songs written by “The Story Man” and the richly unique tales they recount. Until now, his soft mountain country sound has only been shared with his local fans, his wife, and their children.

                As a local businessman and grandfather making his way in a small southern town, Ralph lacked the resources needed to share his music with a larger audience. He began to voice the desire to make his song of compassion freely available to all families grieving a loved one’s young brave life, sacrificed in public service. A small group of friends and fellow musicians, decided to help the “Story Man” achieve this goal.

                Ralph is currently employed as a security officer at the gulf coast Seaside Community in the Florida panhandle and does his part to keep its residence safe. His fellow security officers and the community leaders have come together to help “The Story Man” capture, in song, an understanding of healing from the pain of loss.

                With limited resources, Ralph has worked tirelessly in his recycling business to raise the revenue needed to produce “Many Times”. In his hometown of Freeport, residents and business owners collect and deliver aluminum cans to Ralph, who then ships them in bulk to a recycling industry. The meager earnings have helped him purchase the necessary recording equipment and musical instruments to record this single release, for public broadcast and distribution.

                Thanks to many selfless efforts, “Many Times” is now being requested and played on thousands of radio stations across the nation. Ralph Kline, and his group of musicians and artists are committed to honoring those American sons who have given their lives preserving safety, security, and freedom at home and abroad. Admired for his success, supporters thank “The Story Man” for his gift of song and anxiously await his next album.

Many Times 

By: The Story Man - Ralph Kline

My respect for you son grows more with each day

God knows, your time away has seemed so long

How I love to tell your story,

Of your courage, pride, and glory

And so Many Times, I dream you're safe at home.

Many Times in a father’s heart, he’s filled with pride,

So he opens up and shares what makes him beam

And I gladly say that you son, at only half my age son,

are twice the man, I’d ever hope to be.

So many years of my life, you’ve made me proud,

As a Son, a friend, and helper to your old Dad.

And the gifts you thought I gave you,

Were always there, within you.

I only helped you find out what you had.

So Many Times I miss my son beside me

And many times I’ll turn and call your name

Many Times I’ll see you and many times I’ll hear you

Those many times, I dream your home again

The memories of my Boy, I’ll hold forever

Time flew by before my eyes and you were grown.

How I love to tell your story

Of your courage pride and glory

And so many times, I dream my son is home.

Yes, I love to tell your story, of courage, pride and glory,

And so Many Times, I dream my son is home.

Thanks again, and enjoy your stories in music by RALPH KLINE, THE STORY MAN