Jenna Tague

Jenna Tague

 Mount Pleasant, South Carolina, USA
BandFolkAcoustic

I'm a singer songwriter. I grew up in Charleston, SC. My songs are whimsical reflections on life, love and letting go. I'm a storyteller at heart and leave the interpreting up to the listener.

Biography

I'm a singer songwriter who just finished my degree in Popular Music where I studied voice, theory, guitar and piano. I've been writing all my life and have had the privilege to hear many great singer songwriters in concert. I consider my influences to be Patty Griffin, Alison Krauss, and my late father Michael Tague. I strive to tell stories that will inspire other people to look at their lives with hope and a sense of humor. I think there is way too much negativity in music right now and so I aim to provide an alternative which is family friendly. I grew up on the east coast, but have spent much time abroad and I include those experiences in my writing.

Lyrics

Small Piece of Heaven

Written By: Jenna Tague

Verse 1
Young kids with wild ideas
Eager hands with nothing to do
Late afternoons when all my work was done
I'd go spend my time with you I'd say

Chorus
Let's go down to the park
It's a small piece of heaven
I know of a place where the sun sits low
Shines through the trees
Shines through the grass
Oh it shines through my soul
And the air smells like salt and the birds flap their wings
While the stalks of the marsh grass are swaying
Watch the gulls in the bay and the pelicans play
Through the rays of the sun as it's fading

Verse 2
Chasing after my childhood
The years have changed your face
But beneath your trees
My memories are tucked in place
You hold my first kiss, you hold my innocence
You hold my dreams that have yet to come true
And no matter where I go, no matter what I do
You hold me and I hold you

Chorus
Let's go down to the park
It's a small piece of heaven
I know of a place where the sun sits low
Shines through the trees
Shines through the grass
Oh it shines through my soul
And the air smells like salt and the birds flap their wings
While the stalks of the marsh grass are swaying
Watch the gulls in the bay and the pelicans play
Through the rays of the sun as it's fading

Bridge
Take my hand and I will show you the way
Take my hand, I know just the place to play

Ending
Let's go down to the park it's a small piece of heaven
I know of a place where the sun sits low
Shines through the trees, shines through the grass
Oh it shines through my soul

Discography

I have a demo titled Takin' a Train Home
my music can be found at SongRamp, Folk Alley, American Idol Underground, myspace

Set List

If I am performing by myself I usually play for one hour. My set list is mostly my own material but I like to throw in a few favorites from other independent artists. I consider them to be the songs I wish I wrote.