Biography:
Gene Clark, born Harold Eugene Clark (born Tipton, Missouri, November 17, 1944[1] - May 24, 1991) was an American singer-songwriter, and one of the founding members of the folk-rock group The Byrds.
Gene Clark is best remembered for being The Byrds main songwriter between 1964 and 1966. He created a large catalogue of music in several genres but failed to achieve solo commercial success. Clark was one of the earliest exponents of psychedelic rock, baroque pop, newgrass, country rock and alternative country.
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Other songs:
- 1975
- After The Storm
- All I Want
- Almost Saturday Night
- Are We Still Making Love
- Back Street Mirror
- Because Of You
- Blue Raven
- Bowed My Head Cried Holy
- Carry On
- Changes
- Crazy Ladies
- Dangerous Games
- Dark Of My Moon
- Day For Night
- Del Gato
- Denver Or Wherever
- Doctor Doctor
- Dont It Make You Want To Go Home
- Down On The Pier
- Dragons Eye
- Echoes
- Elevator Operator
- Fair And Tender Ladies
- For A Spanish Guitar
- From A Silver Phial
- Gypsy
- Gypsy Rider
- Hear The Wind
- Here Without You
- Home Run King
- I Am Without You
- I Dont Wanna See You Anymore
- I Had A Dream Come True
- I Need To Fly
- I Remember The Railroad
- If I Hang Around
- Immigrant Girl
- In A Misty Morning
- Jokers Are Wild
- Kansas City Southern
- Kathleen
- Lady Of The North
- Lifes Greatest Fool
- Little Mama
- Lonely Saturday
- Long Time
- Look Whos Missing You
- Lovers Turnaround
- Lyin Down The Middle
- Mary Sue
- No Other
- Nothin But An Angel
- Number One Is To Survive
- On Her Own
- One In A Hundred
- Only Colombe
- Past Addresses
- Past My Door
- Past Tense
- Pledge To You
- Rain Song
- Refuse From A Silver Phial
- Rest Of Your Life
- Roll In My Sweet Babys Arms
- Shades Of Blue
- She Darked The Sun
- She Dont Care About Time
- Shooting Star
- Silent Crusade
- Silver Raven
- Sister Moon
- Sleep Will Return
- So You Say You Lost Your Baby
- Some Misunderstanding
- Somethings Wrong
- Somewhere After Midnight
- Straight From The Heart
- Strength Of Strings
- Taken By Surprise
- Tell It Like It Is
- The Daylight Line
- The Drifter
- The French Girl
- The Panther
- The Radio Song
- The Rain Song
- The Same One
- The True One
- The Virgin
- Think Im Gonna Feel Better
- Through The Morning Through The Night
- Till Today
- Train Leaves Here This Morning
- Washington Square
- Wheel Of Time
- White Light
- Why Did You Leave Me Today
- Why Not Your Baby
- With Tomorrow
- Yesterday Am I Right
- You Better Move On
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