Tracks Similar To Struggle In Vain
Just Crazy Enough
Artist(s): Jesse Turnbow
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Writer(s):
Jesse Turnbow (ASCAP) 33.33% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 33.34% / Randy Cate (BMI) 33.33%
Publisher(s):
Acuity Music (BMI) 16.67% / Calamari Music (BMI) 16.67% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 33.33% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 16.67% / Twin Rivers Music (ASCAP) 16.66%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1980s, Classic Rock, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Bar, Bluesy, Classic, Club, Coffee House, Competition, Gritty, Las Vegas, Party, Passionate, Roadhouse, Sexy, Sly, Soulful, Southern, Sports, Strip Club, Swamp, Texas, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ
BPM:
113
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Just Crazy Enough
JUST CRAZY ENOUGH
I sit at home in my lonely room
Voices in the back of my head
I'm unaware of the world outside
Got your picture hanging over my bed
Nothing's moved since you went away
Time just passing me by
The only sounds that I seem to hear
Are the echoes of your goodbye
I can't believe that you meant it
You got what I need and I won't forget it, 'cause I'm
JUST CRAZY ENOUGH...... TO LOVE YOU
JUST CRAZY ENOUGH...... AND GIRL I WANT YOU
I'M JUST CRAZY ENOUGH.. TO DO ANYTHING, OH YEAH,
TO GET YOU BACK
I'M JUST CRAZY ENOUGH.. TO FIND YOU
JUST CRAZY ENOUGH...... LET ME REMIND YOU
I'M JUST CRAZY ENOUGH.. TO TRY ANYTHING AT ALL, OH YEAH,
TO TRY ANYTHING AT ALL
It's so quiet here in the dark
I can feel my heartbeat pound
I see the future slowly fade away
While the past keeps spinning around
I admit I'm a little bit strange
And I do things differently
You said I live too close to the edge
And that made you afraid of me
I don't believe that you meant it
Girl, you got what I need and I'm coming to get it, 'cause I'm
CHORUS
When you were here I had a rainbow
Now all I see is black and white
I can't go on without your love
So I'm coming, coming to get you tonight
SOLO
Long Road Back To Eden
Artist(s): Jesse Turnbow
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 33.34% / Jesse Turnbow (ASCAP) 33.33% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 33.33%
Publisher(s):
Calamari Music (BMI) 33.33% / Twin Rivers Music (ASCAP) 33.33% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 33.34%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, 1980s, Blues, Classic Rock, Entertainment News Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop
Keywords:
Americana, Bar, Classic, Drinking, Driving, Emotional, Heartfelt, Heartland, Heaven, Long Road, Roadhouse, Southern, Swamp, Tough, Travel
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ
BPM:
118
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Long Road Back To Eden
LONG ROAD BACK TO EDEN
Desert sand blew by the door
Heard the chain slide in the groove
Two green eyes staring back at me
I had everything to lose
I had to see her once again
Feel her touch just one more time
And as I walked inside that room
I closed the door on the world outside
Oh, love can make you blind
It's a long road back to Eden
And I'll make it there someday
But it's easy to get lost along the way
There is something I believe in
That's just beyond my reach
It's a long road back to Eden for me
She never said a word to me
Every move was understood
She led me right up to the edge
And I held on as best I could
I came to her to find myself
Like a moth drawn to a flame
And for a moment I was sure
Life would never be the same
Oh, some things never change
It's a long road back to Eden
And I'll make it there someday
But it's easy to get lost along the way
There is something I believe in
That's just beyond my reach
It's a long road back to Eden for me
Maybe I should look somewhere else
Maybe I'm just fooling myself
Solo
Chorus out
I Know It's You
Artist(s): Sonny Ellis
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / G.E. Stinson (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Echo Hawk Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, 1980s, Blues, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Americana, Bar, Classic, Club, Coffee House, Competition, Emotional, Energetic, Find, Gambling, Gritty, Las Vegas, Melancholy, Passionate, Roadhouse, Search, Sly, Soulful, Southern, Sports, Strip Club, Texas, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ, Piano
BPM:
110
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
I Know It's You
I Know It's You
standing here in the pouring rain
don't know what to say
been down this road a thousand times
but i've never felt this way
every time I try to run
I have to face the truth
I've always had what i'm looking for
and now I know it's you
took a train that went nowhere
to look for something else
been a fool for all these years
lying to myself
here I am at the end of the line
I have to face the truth
i've always had what i'm looking for
and now I know it's you
all alone I asked myself
can we work it out
every tear that hit the ground
washed away the doubt
I was blind and I should have known
it was wrong to leave
what was right before my eyes
now I finally see
I wiped away the tears i've cried
so I could face the truth
finally at the end of the line
I can see the truth
i've always had what i'm looking for
now I know it's you
If I Didn't Love You
Artist(s): Jesse Turnbow
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Writer(s):
Jesse Turnbow (ASCAP) 50% / Joel Wachbrit (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Squid Knees Music (ASCAP) 16.67% / Twin Rivers Music (ASCAP) 16.66% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 66.67%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1980s, Alternative, Classic Rock, Male Vocal, Rock, Singer Songwriter
Keywords:
Bar, Bluesy, Club, Coffee House, Competition, Energetic, Gambling, Gritty, Las Vegas, Party, Passionate, Roadhouse, Sexy, Sly, Soulful, Southern, Sports, Strip Club, Swamp, Texas, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Mandolin
BPM:
112
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
If I Didn't Love You
IF I DIDN'T LOVE YOU
I could say things that you're dying to hear
Oh, I could do that
Make everything alright, act so sincere
Yeah, I could do that, too
Be anything that you want me to be
'Cause I can play the part so easily
THERE ARE SO MANY THINGS I COULD DO
IF I DIDN'T LOVE YOU
THERE ARE SO MANY THINGS I WOULD DO
IF I DIDN'T LOVE YOU
THERE ARE SO MANY THINGS I COULD DO...
Like, I could be tough when you're weak inside
Yeah, that could be me
Never see me cry, I'm the strong, silent type
That's my specialty
I'd be the man that you wanted and more
Just going through the motions like I've done before
THERE ARE SO MANY THINGS I COULD DO
IF I DIDN'T LOVE YOU
THERE ARE SO MANY THINGS I WOULD DO
IF I DIDN'T LOVE YOU
THERE ARE SO MANY THINGS I COULD DO...
IF I DIDN'T LOVE YOU
All I've ever known's how to get my own way
See what I want, then I take hold
But this time I might fall flat on my face....
Be anything that you want me to be
'Cause I can play the part so easily
THERE ARE SO MANY THINGS I COULD DO
IF I DIDN'T LOVE YOU
THERE ARE SO MANY THINGS I COULD DO
IF I DIDN'T LOVE YOU
THERE ARE SO MANY THINGS I COULD DO...
IF I DIDN'T LOVE YOU
I could play the part
Closest to your heart, yeah
Whisper sweet lies
Right in your ear, I could that
If I didn't love you
If I didn't love you
Melissa
Artist(s): Jesse Turnbow
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Writer(s):
Jesse Turnbow (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1980s, 1990s, Blues, Classic Rock, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Bar, Bluesy, Brawl, Breakup, Broken Heart, Classic, Club, Dance, Drinking, Feelings, Gambing, Gritty, Las Vegas, Love, Party, Relationship, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Strip Club, Women
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ
Year Recorded:
1993
BPM:
105
Key:
C♯m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Melissa
MELISSA
Melissa, it should come to you as no surprise
That every time I'm with you girl,
I just seem to melt away inside
Oh Melissa, yeah
It's much deeper than the flesh you know
We planted the seeds
Now we watch them grow
But it's the wrong thing to do
Cuz there's someone else between me and you
Melissa
It's been so long since I've felt this way
And you already know
What my heart still refuses to say
I know girl
Not to have you is the way it should be
But somehow someway Melissa
I just let myself let you get to me
Yeah it's the wrong thing to do
But I just can't help from wanting you
Oh Melissa yeah
It's the wrong thing to do
Melissa
I'm not sure what love is anymore
But one thing I know is true
What I feel now I've never felt before
Oh Melissa
Maybe in another life and time
I might have been yours Melissa
Or maybe one day you will be mine yeah
Now it's the wrong thing to do
But I just can't help from wanting you
Melissa
It's the wrong thing to do
Lady Luck
Artist(s): Sonny Ellis
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Calamari Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, 1980s, Blues, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock
Keywords:
Americana, Bar, Breakup, Classic, Club, Coffee House, Depressed, Down And Out, Emotional, Energetic, Gambling, Gritty, Groove, Heartfelt, Introspective, Las Vegas, Melancholy, Passionate, Porn, Relationship, Roadhouse, Sad, Sly, Soulful, Southern, Strip Club, Texas, Tough, Unlucky
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Keyboard, Organ, Piano, Saxophone, Vibraphone
BPM:
90
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Lady Luck
LADY LUCK
Girl I begged you not to leave me
But your bag's already packed
It seems there ain't a single word to say
That gonna ever bring you back
Maybe it's just the luck of the draw
But I never seem to win
And it looks like Lady Luck's
Gone and dealt me out again
You said I lied to win you over
And that must be what you believe
But when it comes to love I ain't no gamblin' man
I got no aces up my sleeve
They say it's just the way the card's will fall
Still I never seem to win
And it looks like Lady Luck's
Gone and dealt me out again
I know I never said I'm sorry
Lord knows many times I tried
Now here I am with just these lonely walls
Just me and my foolish pride
Maybe it's just the luck of the draw
But I never seem to win
And it looks like Lady Luck's
Gone and dealt me out again
Bad As Bad Can Be
Artist(s): Sonny Ellis
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / G.E. Stinson (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Echo Hawk Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, 1980s, Blues, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Entertainment News Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Americana, Angry, Bad, Bar, Classic, Club, Coffee House, Competition, Emotional, Energetic, Gambling, Gritty, Las Vegas, Mean, Melancholy, Passionate, Roadhouse, Rotten, Sly, Soulful, Southern, Sports, Strip Club, Texas, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ, Piano
BPM:
85
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Bad As Bad Can Be
Bad As Bad Can Be
I was born without a place called home
I cut my teeth on daddy's lies
He was mean and rotten to the bone
Now I know the world through his cold eyes
Now as far as I can see
I'm as bad as bad can be
Face to face with me
I'm as bad as bad can be
I learned I had to be as tough as nails
On the wrong side of the tracks
Got my schooling in and out of jail
Lord, I swear I'm never going back
Now as far as I can see
I'm as bad as bad can be
Face to face with me
I'm as bad as bad can be
I don't care what anybody says
It don't matter much to me
No regrets about the things I've done
What you get is what you see
I'm as bad as bad can be
I could chew you up and spit you out
And never lose a moment's sleep
I will make you pay without a doubt
You can bet I always play for keeps
Now as far as I can see
I'm as bad as bad can be
Face to face with me
I'm as bad as bad can be
Plain Jane
Artist(s): Kelly Pardekooper
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Writer(s):
Kelly Pardekooper (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative Americana, Alternative Country, Americana, Heartland Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock, Southern Rock
Keywords:
Bar, Blue Collar, Bluesy, Countryside, Down Home, Drifter, Drifting, Drinking, Emotional, Gritty, Guitar Solo, Heartland, Love, Mid West, Relationship, Roadhouse, Searching, Seedy, Southern, Strong, Struggle, Tough, Trailer Park, Trailer Trash, Trouble, Vagabond, Whiskey, Wife, Women, Working Man
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Organ
BPM:
94
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Plain Jane
You're so plain Jane
And you're so strange Jane
Don't ever change, ever Jane
You won't walk Jane
And you won't talk Jane
Don't ever change, ever Jane
She's just the one to relieve you of your gun
She will kick you in your head
When you're on your podium
She's wants the world, just your ordinary girl
You won't find her in the restroom
With her diamonds and her pearls
You won't say Jane
And you won't play Jane
Don't ever change, ever Jane
And you're so strange Jane
You're so plain Jane
Don't ever change, ever Jane
Don't ever change, ever Jane
Do you recall when she took you by the balls?
And she hung you from ceiling
Hung you from the walls
You know you love her
And you cannot live without that Jane
Can't live without that Jane
I'm Going Back
Artist(s): Elijah Honey
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Writer(s):
Paul Robert Cufflin (PRS) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Bar, Bluesy, British, Confident, Gritty, Highway, Jam, Journey, Pool Hall, Retro, Returning, Roadhouse, Soulful, South, Street Smart, Strutting, Throwback, Together
Instruments:
Clavinet, Drums, Electric Bass, Electric Guitar, Organ
BPM:
107
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
I'm Going Back
I'm going back to my baby
I've been away too long
I'm going back to my baby
Where I belong
I'm gonna taste her sweet honey
It always does me good
I'm gonna taste her sweet honey
It's understood
Oh but don't you tell nobody
Where it is I'll be
'Cos I don't want no more trouble
Coming to me
I'm going back to my baby
Down highway 61
She always gives such good healing
It's understood
But don't you tell nobody
Where it is I'll be
'Cos I don't want no more trouble
Coming to me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah
Yeah, oh yeah
Oh but don't you tell nobody
Where it is I'll be
'Cos I don't want no more trouble
Coming to me
I'm going back
I'm going back
I'm going back
I'm going back
I'm going back
I'm going back
I'm going back
I'm going back
Young American
Artist(s): Kelly Pardekooper
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Kelly Pardekooper (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
Alternative Country, Americana, Country, Folk, Male Vocal, Rock, Singer Songwriter
Keywords:
Back Porch, Bar, Bayou, Blue Collar, Bluesy, Countryside, Down Home, Drifter, Drifting, Drinking, Dust Bowl, Farm, Fields, Heartland, Hobo, Louisiana, Mid West, Moody, Railroad, Roadhouse, Rough, Searching, Seedy, Soulful, Southern, Story Tellers, Struggle, Swamp, Trailer Park, Trailer Trash, Train, Vagabond, Whiskey, Working Man
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Organ
BPM:
100
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Young American
Young American
He don't like working, he just likes smoking He don't like voting but he'll tell you what he wants He don't like Sundays and he don't like Mondays He don't like nothing, his Daddy taught him that
How's the wind blow, with that Nintendo Blowing though his holy sacred quiet room? And do you really, need to be haunted? Can't you see the truth that's there in front of you?
He's just a young American, down on his knees just a young American, he won't say please just a young American, down on his luck just a young American, don't give a...
Lately no one will go out riding To raise that cain you thought you'd always have and own Now it's too crowded and no one's listening And while they're talking you'd rather be alone
He's just a young American, down on his knees just a young American, he won't say please just a young American, down on his luck just a young American, don't give a...
It gets so quiet when you're sleeping Hard to imagine that you're still here anyway The morning's harder, with swollen ashtrays They take you down a notch and start you on your way
He's just a young American, down on his knees just a young American, he won't say please just a young American, down on his luck just a young American, don't give a...
Someone Cries
Artist(s): Kelly Pardekooper
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Writer(s):
Kelly Pardekooper (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative Country, Americana, Country, Folk, Male Vocal, Singer Songwriter
Keywords:
Alcohol, Back Porch, Bar, Bayou, Blue Collar, Bluesy, Countryside, Dark, Depression, Desperado, Disappointment, Down Home, Drifter, Drifting, Drinking, Dust Bowl, Farm, Fields, Heartland, Hobo, Intimate, Introspective, Louisiana, Mid West, Moody, Railroad, Roadhouse, Rough, Searching, Seedy, Soulful, Southern, Story Tellers, Struggle, Swamp, Tired, Trailer Park, Trailer Trash, Train, Vagabond, Whiskey, Working Man
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
110
Key:
Fm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Someone Cries
Someone Cries
It's gonna be a long cold winter
Feel it on the wind tonight
The leaves are on the ground down near the gutter
The skies are gray and everything has died
I never went out looking for your affection
It's all fun and games 'til someone cries
I must have looked like I needed some protection
My clothes all dirty ragged and tired
But I was on my feet I had some direction
Had enough to eat, yeah I was doing fine
I never went out looking for your attention
It's all fun and games 'till someone cries...
Save Me Tonight
Artist(s): Sonny Ellis
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Nick Vincent (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Booli Mooli Music (ASCAP) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, Blues, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Americana, Bar, Brawl, Classic, Club, Gritty, Moody, Relationship, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Texas, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Keyboard, Organ, Wurlitzer Electric Piano
BPM:
110
Key:
B/C♭
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Save Me Tonight
Save Me Tonight
Won't you take me inside, 'cos it's been raining for so long
I've been walking for miles down this road, dark and cold
I thought I never would find my way
Then you came on so strong
Take me where I belong
CHORUS
I'm down on my knees – won't so save me tonight
I'm beggin' you darlin', please, won't you save me tonight
Won't you save me tonight
Take a look in eyes, 'cos there you'll find a lonely soul
I've been playing with fire and my heart keeps getting burned
Still the voice of temptation whispers, "come on – lose control"
I can't make it alone
CHORUS
Poisined by the darkness, lost in desperation
Riding in your arms tonight could be my one salvation
Won't you take me inside, 'cos it's been raining for so long
I've been walking for miles down this road...
CHORUS
Take me in 'cos it's been raining for so long
Help me find my way, this whole world's gone wrong
Won't you save tonight
Barely Close Enough
Artist(s): Jesse Turnbow
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 33.34% / Jesse Turnbow (ASCAP) 33.33% / Joel Wachbrit (ASCAP) 33.33%
Publisher(s):
Squid Knees Music (ASCAP) 33.33% / Twin Rivers Music (ASCAP) 33.33% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 33.34%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1980s, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock
Keywords:
Americana, Attitude, Bar, Breakup, Cars, Classic, Club, Coffee House, Confident, Depressed, Emotional, Energetic, Gritty, Groove, Heartfelt, Introspective, Motorcycle, Passionate, Rejected, Relationship, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Sad, Sexy, Soulful, Southern, Sports, Strip Club, Strut, Texas, Tough, Travel, Yearning
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ, Piano
BPM:
120
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Barely Close Enough
BARELY CLOSE ENOUGH
When the lights go out
And he holds you
Do you think of me
As your lips collide?
When you make love
Are you really in it?
Or do you just pretend
That you're satisfied?
Well you can call that satisfaction
Call it anything you want
BUT DON'T CALL IT LOVE, DON'T CALL IT LOVE
MAY BE CLOSE ENOUGH, BUT DON'T CALL IT LOVE
You got shiny cars
A house made of mirrors
Security
All expenses paid
Whatever you want
Whenever you want it
And your friends all say
That you've got it made
You can call that being happy
Call it anything you want
BUT DON'T CALL IT LOVE, DON'T CALL IT LOVE
MAY BE CLOSE ENOUGH, BUT DON'T CALL IT LOVE
Nothing in this world ever comes for free
'Cept the good, good love that you got from me
Hey, hey
SOLO
Don't you remember
When we were inseparable?
Or did you just forget
All the love we had?
You gave it all away
For those things he gives you
You may be living good
But don't your heart feel bad?
Well you can call that satisfaction
Call it anything you choose
BUT DON'T CALL IT LOVE, DON'T CALL IT LOVE
MAY BE CLOSE ENOUGH, BUT DON'T CALL IT LOVE
Nothing in this world ever comes for free
'Cept the good, good love that you got from me
DON'T CALL IT LOVE
DON'T CALL IT LOVE
Dirty Work
Artist(s): Stonehouse
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / David Isaac Feldstein (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Davish Gold Music (ASCAP) 50%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
Alternative Country, Americana, Country, Folk, Gothic Country, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Singer Songwriter, Southern Gothic
Keywords:
Back Porch, Bar, Bayou, Betrayal, Blue Collar, Bluesy, Countryside, Devil, Dirty Work, Down Home, Down On Your Luck, Drifter, Drifting, Drinking, Dust Bowl, Evil, Good Ol' Boy, Gritty, Heartland, Hit Man, Hobo, Jail, Louisiana, Melancholy, Mess, Mid West, Moody, Murder, Prison, Railroad, Redemption, Redneck, Regret, Relationship, Roadhouse, Rough, Sad, Searching, Seedy, Sinner, Soulful, Southern, Spaghetti Western, Story Tellers, Struggle, Swamp, Tough, Trailer Park, Trailer Trash, Train, Trouble, Vagabond, Whiskey, Working Man
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Slide Guitar, Tambourine
BPM:
82
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Dirty Work
Dirty Work
It ain't a pretty picture
But it's all I know
Been called a devil
Without a soul
My hands are stained
from those I've touched
Sometimes the price that's paid
Is way too much
'Til I find a reason to take a different road
I'm the man you call to do your dirty work
I'm the man you call to do your dirty work
If I believed
There was something else
I'd seek redemption
I'd save myself
I've never seen
Another way
I'll walk the walk, you know
No need to change
'Til I find a reason to take a different road
I'm the man you call to do your dirty work
I'm the man you call to do your dirty work
Have I betrayed
The world I know
Someday I hope and pray
that I will know
'Til I find a reason to take a different road
I'm the man you call to do your dirty work
I'm the man you call to do your dirty work
Wild Love
Artist(s): Kelly Pardekooper
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Writer(s):
Kelly Pardekooper (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative Country, Americana, Country, Folk, Male Vocal, Singer Songwriter
Keywords:
Alcohol, Back Porch, Bar, Bayou, Blue Collar, Bluesy, Countryside, Dark, Depression, Disappointment, Down Home, Drifter, Drifting, Drinking, Dust Bowl, Farm, Fields, Heartland, Hobo, Intimate, Introspective, Louisiana, Mid West, Moody, Railroad, Roadhouse, Rough, Searching, Seedy, Soulful, Southern, Story Tellers, Struggle, Swamp, Tired, Trailer Park, Trailer Trash, Train, Vagabond, Whiskey, Working Man
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
126
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Wild Love
Wild Love
Ain't nothing special about it
So go on and shout it when you walk in the room
Don't need to worry 'bout your mama
No your papa he won't be home soon
Now the room is spinning
You're beginning to see the night turn to day
The sweat it runs together
Yeah he's thinking you might give it away.
Ain't nothing to it so girl just do it now...
You think you're something special
God's gift when your hips start to sway
You feel him sliding over
A spinning collection on promises made
Yeah there ain't nothing to it so girl just do it now...
Ain't nothing to it so girl just do it now...
All right
Okay
Tonight
Don't wait
Wild love Wild love Wild love Wild love.....
Tell Me Quickly
Artist(s): Kelly Pardekooper
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Kelly Pardekooper (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
Alternative Country, Americana, Country, Folk, Male Vocal, Rock, Singer Songwriter
Keywords:
Alcohol, Back Porch, Bar, Bayou, Blue Collar, Bluesy, Boxcar, Countryside, Dark, Depression, Disappointment, Down Home, Drifter, Drifting, Drinking, Dust Bowl, Farm, Fields, Heartland, Hobo, Intimate, Introspective, Louisiana, Mid West, Moody, Railroad, Roadhouse, Rough, Searching, Seedy, Soulful, Southern, Story Tellers, Struggle, Swamp, Tired, Trailer Park, Trailer Trash, Train, Travel, Vagabond, Whiskey, Working Man
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
83
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Tell Me Quickly
Tell Me Quickly
Tell me quickly, tell me now
I've seen your face but I don't know how
Maybe somewhere from the road
You were not young and you were not old
Take my hand child, don't be afraid
'Cause I done seen those mines you've laid
And I'll just walk right over them
Jump around and come back again
'Cause all I really need is those little bees
To pollinate my little trees
That come up to my daughter's knees
She falls down laughing with the glee
That only children understand
When mud's been oozing through their hands
And bugs become their only friends
Watch them all come back again
It's no mystery I go insane
When that girl walks through the flame
Like she's done a million times
She comes right back for another try
Take it off, strip it down
Like buffalos lying on the ground
They never run and they never hide
They make you feel like crap inside
So tell me quickly, tell me now
I've seen your face, I don't know how
Maybe somewhere from the road
You were not young and you were not old
Take it off and lie it down
Leave them clothes there on the ground
Take my bones and take them home
I don't think I'll go alone
What A Way To Go
Artist(s): Jesse Turnbow
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 33.34% / Jesse Turnbow (ASCAP) 33.33% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 33.33%
Publisher(s):
Twin Rivers Music (ASCAP) 33.33% / Calamari Music (BMI) 33.33% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 33.34%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, 1980s, Americana, Blues, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Americana, Bar, Brawl, Classic, Club, Frat, Gritty, Party, Relationship, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Southern, Strip Club, Texas, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Harmonica, Keyboard, Slide Guitar, Wurlitzer Electric Piano
BPM:
105
Key:
Bm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
What A Way To Go
WHAT A WAY TO GO
I walked in just as you walked out
You didn't say goodbye
You didn't tell me what it's all about
You didn't even lie
You left me in the cold
What a way to go
You took my heart and soul
What a way to go
What a way to go
I would never treat a dog
The way you treated me
You left my love out in the pourin' rain
To drown in misery
You left me in the cold
What a way to go
You took my heart and soul
What a way to go
What a way to go
There were times I know I did you wrong
But nothing worth leaving for
I always thought that we could work it out
'Til you stormed right out the door
What a way to go
Now all I see are these lonely walls
No way out in sight
When you walked out, you took everything
Except my foolish pride
You left me in the cold
What a way to go
You took my heart and soul
What a way to go
What a way to go
Walk On The Wild Side
Artist(s): Sonny Ellis
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Calamari Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1960s, 1970s, 1980s, Blues, Blues Rock, Bumpers, Classic Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock
Keywords:
Attitude, Bar, Classic, Club, Confident, Desire, Extreme, Fun, Gritty, Groove, Heavy, Infomercial, Love, Promo, Psychedelic, Relationship, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Sexy, Southern, Sports, Strip Club, Tough, Travel, Trippy, Wild
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Keyboard, Organ
BPM:
100
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Walk On The Wild Side
WALK ON THE WILD SIDE
I've seen everything that a man can see
And I've been everywhere you could ever wanna be
Like the eagle flies I just wanna be free
Got the clothes on my back and that's all I need
Girl, come with me, I can turn your life around
Ain't nobody gonna ever tie us down
WALK ON THE WILD SIDE
Walk on the wild side with me
WALK ON THE WILD SIDE
Walk on the wild side with me
I've done everything that a man can do
I've been called a saint, been called a sinner too
Like a gypsy child I was born to roam
And where I spend the night that's where I call my home
Girl don't listen to what other people say
They'll just tell you not to throw your life away
WALK ON THE WILD SIDE
Walk on the wild side with me
WALK ON THE WILD SIDE
Walk on the wild side with me
Girl, come with me, I can turn your life around
Ain't nobody gonna ever tie us down
WALK ON THE WILD SIDE
Walk on the wild side with me
WALK ON THE WILD SIDE
Walk on the wild side with me
Roll Into Me
Artist(s): Nazareth Hymns
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Writer(s):
Jesse Turnbow (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Blues
Subcategories:
1970s, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Bar, Bayou, Bravado, Cocky, Confident, Desire, Dive Bar, Drinking, Gritty, Last Call, Late Night, One Night Stand, Raunchy, Raw, Relationship, Retro, Roadhouse, Rootsy, Sexual, Soulful, Southern, Strip Club, Suggestive, Sultry, Swampy, The South
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Organ
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
110
Key:
E
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Roll Into Me
ROLL INTO ME
VERSE 1
The place is jumpin' the night is young
Now if you wanna we can have some fun
I know we're strangers why be alone
Let's take a chance before the night is gone
PRE-CHORUS
If you're hungry I got the perfect recipe... yeah
Well all you gotta do is just roll into me
CHORUS
Yeah roll... roll right into ie
I tell you good times they're guaranteed
Yeah roll... c'mon roll right into me
Let's make some magic
C'mon roll into me
VERSE 2
Only live once let's live tonight
Throw caution to the wind and just roll the dice
Some bad company feelin' alone
Got nothin' to lose but a little self-control
PRE-CHORUS
CHORUS 2
C'mon roll... roll right into me
Ah baby I tell ya good times you know they're guaranteed
Yeah roll...c'mon roll right into me
Let's make some magic
If you just roll into me
PRE-CHORUS 2
C'mon baby let me set you free...go crazy baby
And all you gotta do is just roll into me
CHORUS
You're Gone
Artist(s): Kelly Pardekooper
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Writer(s):
Kelly Pardekooper (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative Country, Alternative Rock, Americana, Blues Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock & Roll
Keywords:
Annoyed, Attitude, Bar, Blue Collar, Bluesy, City, Crazy, Crime, Down Home, Drifter, Drinking, Drunk, Fear, Fed Up, Freaking Out, Gone, Gritty, Grungy, Guns, Heartland, Hometown, Mean, Mid West, Roadhouse, Rough, Screaming, Seedy, Sleazy, Snotty, Southern, Streets, Swampy, Trailer Park, Trailer Trash, Trouble, Vagabond, Whiskey, Working Man
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
123
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
You're Gone
Stay away from my house
Stay away from my lawn
Quit bugging my boss
Quit calling my mom
You know you're just too drunk
To even know that you're gone
Quit calling my phone
Hanging up all the time
You think that I don't know
You're just wasting your time
Stay away from my house
Stay away from my lawn
Quit bugging my boss
Stay away from my mom
Stay away from my car
Stay away from my dog
You know before I met you
I used to sleep like a log
You know you're just too nuts
To even know that you're gone
Find Your Way Home
Artist(s): John Salaway
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Writer(s):
John Salaway (ASCAP) 50% / Kyle Daniel (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Heartland Rock, Male Vocal
Keywords:
70s Feel, Bar, Encouragement, Greasy, Highway, Hopeful, Jam, Love, Pool Hall, Positive, Roadhouse, South, Southern, Throwback Sound, Truck Stop, Uplifting
Instruments:
Drums, Electric Bass, Electric Guitar, Organ
BPM:
83
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Find Your Way Home
FIND YOUR WAY HOME
VERSE 1
When you've lost the hope to keep pressin' on
Hold tight to the ones who keep you strong
Listen to me people, I know just what to do
Hold your head up high, Keep an eye to the sky
Believe in yourself and never ask why
We've all been down that road at least a time or two
CHORUS
If you feel like you're all alone
Love will help you find your way home
VERSE 2
When you've lost everything that you've ever known
and its got you feeling like you're all alone
Just open up your mind, you can see what you wanna see
You know at times you'll find, you can be inspired
Love will heal your soul, make you change your mind
Don't look back, It might pass you by
CHORUS
Yonder
Artist(s): Kelly Pardekooper
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Writer(s):
Kelly Pardekooper (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative, Alternative Country, Alternative Rock, Americana, Blues, Blues Rock, Country, Folk, Indie Rock, Indie Singer Songwriter, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Back Porch, Bar, Bayou, Blue Collar, Bluesy, Countryside, Down Home, Drifter, Drifting, Drinking, Dust Bowl, Farm, Fields, Heartland, Hobo, Louisiana, Mid West, Moody, Railroad, Roadhouse, Rough, Searching, Seedy, Soulful, Southern, Story Tellers, Struggle, Swampy, Trailer Park, Trailer Trash, Train, Vagabond, Whiskey, Working Man
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
93
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Yonder
Lookey lookey yonder
Lookey lookey here
You used to call me your good friend
Now you call me dear
With that lipstick stain
Up and down my cheek
Your hair undone
Lord I go weak
Lookey Lookey yonder
Lookey lookey here
I know that you don't love me
So lets be clear
When you call my name
Our sweat don't lie
Your hair undone
Under Midwest skies
Lookey Lookey yonder
Lookey lookey here
You used to call me your good friend
Some day you'll call me dear
Where I Come From
Artist(s): Kelly Pardekooper
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Writer(s):
Kelly Pardekooper (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative, Alternative Country, Alternative Rock, Americana, Blues, Blues Rock, Country, Folk, Indie Rock, Indie Singer Songwriter, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Back Porch, Bar, Bayou, Blue Collar, Bluesy, Countryside, Down Home, Drifter, Drifting, Drinking, Dust Bowl, Farm, Fields, Heartland, Hobo, Louisiana, Mid West, Moody, Railroad, Roadhouse, Rough, Searching, Seedy, Soulful, Southern, Story Tellers, Struggle, Swampy, Trailer Park, Trailer Trash, Train, Vagabond, Whiskey, Working Man
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
110
Key:
A
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Where I Come From
Where I come from we don't walk too proud
We don't talk too loud...when we talk at all
Where I come from we keep one eye on the sky
And the local weatherman always seems to make us cry
For the corn, and the weed, and the beans
Where I come from folks don't tend to stick around
There ain't too much going on
In this sleepy little town
Where I come from we're up dawn 'til dusk
In the cold and the rain with the snow and the dust
For the corn, and the weed, and the beans
Don't tell us how to be Don't tread on me
Where I come from folks they always say hi
When they shake your hand
They look you in the eye
Where I come from we don't lock our doors
We have more than enough
And don't need anymore
From the corn, and the weed, and the beans
From the corn, and the weed, and the beans
When I Die
Artist(s): Kelly Pardekooper
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Writer(s):
Kelly Pardekooper (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative, Alternative Country, Alternative Rock, Americana, Blues, Blues Rock, Country, Folk, Indie Rock, Indie Singer Songwriter, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Back Porch, Bar, Bayou, Blue Collar, Bluesy, Countryside, Down Home, Drifter, Drifting, Drinking, Dust Bowl, Farm, Fields, Heartland, Hobo, Louisiana, Mid West, Moody, Railroad, Roadhouse, Rough, Searching, Seedy, Soulful, Southern, Story Tellers, Struggle, Swampy, Trailer Park, Trailer Trash, Train, Vagabond, Whiskey, Working Man
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
118
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
When I Die
No I don't mind leaving this all behind
At most my regrets are few Will I come undone when the lightening comes?
Or will I lay down there like a little child?
And will you hold my hand 'till I understand?
When I die Lord, when I die?
Holy, Save Me, Forgive me my wrongs
Touch me, Gently, Turn me to dust
No I don't mind leaving this all behind
Always tried to give more than take
Will you comfort me if I need to see?
My poor family with more than they can take?
Would you walk with me, will you guarantee it?
When I die Lord, when I die?
When I die Lord, when I die?
Holy, Save Me, Forgive me my wrongs
Touch me, Gently, Turn me to dust
Mommy Was A Punk Rock Queen
Artist(s): Kelly Pardekooper
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Writer(s):
Kelly Pardekooper (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative, Alternative Country, Alternative Rock, Americana, Blues, Blues Rock, Country, Folk, Indie Rock, Indie Singer Songwriter, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Back Porch, Bar, Bayou, Blue Collar, Bluesy, Countryside, Down Home, Drifter, Drifting, Drinking, Dust Bowl, Farm, Fields, Heartland, Hobo, Louisiana, Mid West, Moody, Railroad, Roadhouse, Rough, Searching, Seedy, Soulful, Southern, Story Tellers, Struggle, Swampy, Trailer Park, Trailer Trash, Train, Vagabond, Whiskey, Working Man
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
100
Key:
A
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Mommy Was A Punk Rock Queen
Have you ever seen her when she walks into the room?
Better keep your eyes below her boy she'll cut you in two
And she won't even notice if you try and catch her eye
Yeah she knows all you local boys, you best not even try
She still wants to be anarchy
And every day come 5 o'clock, she'll be downtown belly-up
At any happy hour that will still have her around
She's a bit past 54 and she don't pogo anymore
The tattoos they're all fading and she can't afford to score
She still wants to be anarchy
But have you seen her?
Have you seen her smile?
She's got staples in her cheeks, and she thinks that Nirvana's weak
The Pistols and the Misfits is all she will listen to
Yeah Mommy was a punk rock girl, chase her down and she might hurl
That venom you've been looking for but you know you'll never use
She still wants to be anarchy
But have you seen her?
Have you seen her?
Have you seen her smile?
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