Tracks Similar To Howling At The Moon
Make You Mine
Artist(s): Derek Ash
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Blues
Subcategories:
1960s, 1970s, 2010s, Alternative, Alternative Rock, Blues, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Hard Rock, Indie, Indie College Radio, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock
Keywords:
Acid, Bar, Beer, Blues Club, College, Desire, Down Home, Flower Power, Haight Ashbury, Hippie, Hipsters, Humid, Jukebox, LSD, Love, Lust, Marijuana, New Orleans, Obsession, Passion, Pot, Relationship, Retro, San Francisco, Sex, Smokey, Soulful, Southern, Summer, Summer Nights, Swampy, Throwback, Trip, Trippy, Unrequited Love, Vietnam War, Whiskey, Woodstock
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ, Percussion
BPM:
123
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Make You Mine
MAKE YOU MINE
Well I woke up cold this mornin'
Goin' crazy all last night
No I didn't hear the warning
I was lookin' for a sign
Gonna make you mine
Gonna make you mine
Gonna make you mine
Woo – ooo
Wooo –ooo
Well I saw her in a picture
It was hangin' on a wall
Said I'd find some way to get her
I would beg and I would crawl
Gonna make you mine
Gonna make you mine
Gonna make you mine
Woo – ooo
(SOLO)
Gonna make you mine
I'm gonna make you mine
Gonna make you mine
Woo – ooo Wooo –ooo
Woo – ooo Wooo –ooo
Move On Down The Road
Artist(s): Sugaray
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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:
Blues
Subcategories:
1960s, 1970s, Blues, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock
Keywords:
Americana, Attitude, Bar, Bayou, Biker, Chicago, Classic, Club, Confident, Delta, Free, Freedom, Gritty, Heartland, Hobo, Louisiana, Memphis, Mississippi, Motorcycle, Raunchy, Redneck, Retro, Road, Roadhouse, Roots, Rowdy, Shuffle, Southern, Strut, Swamp, Texas, Tough, Tramp, Travel, Trucker, Trucks, Vagabond
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ, Piano
BPM:
120
Key:
A
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
6/8
Lyrics:
Move On Down The Road
Move On Down The Road
I'm gonna move, move on down the road
I'm gonna move, move on down the road
You know there's nothing gonna stop me
The road's my only home
I'm gonna roll, roll on down the line
I'm gonna roll, roll on down the line
I got the pedal to the metal
Gonna leave my blues behind
I woke up this morning
Didn't know where I was
She said why you leaving
I said baby just because
I gotta move, move on down the road
You know there's nothing gonna stop me
The road's my only home
Don't know where I'm going
Don't know where I've been
Just know in the morning
I'll be on my way again
I'm gonna move, move on down the road
You know there's nothing gonna stop me
The road's my only home
Yeah there's nothing gonna stop me
The road's my only home
Be With You
Artist(s): Derek Ash
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1960s, 1970s, Alternative, Alternative Rock, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Indie College Radio, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock
Keywords:
Acid, Bar, Beer, Bill Graham's Fillmore, Blues Club, College, Desire, Down Home, Flower Power, Haight Ashbury, Hipsters, Humid, LSD, Love, Lust, Marijuana, Obsession, Passion, Peace Rally, Pot, Relationship, Retro, San Francisco, Sex, Smokey, Soulful, Southern, Summer, Summer Nights, Swampy, Throwback, Trip, Trippy, Unrequited Love, Vietnam War, Whiskey, Woodstock
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ, Percussion
BPM:
98
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Be With You
BE WITH YOU
You never understand the reason why
I keep breaking my back, yea I try and try
You know I don't wanna be alone anymore
But every time we get close, someone heads for the door
When push comes to shove ya know I need your love
When push comes to shove ya know I need your love
I just wanna be, be with you
That's all that I wanna do
I just wanna be, be with you
I wish that you felt the same way too
If I could turn back the hands of time
You know I'd find a way girl to make you mine
The thought of you haunts me every day
It doesn't make any sense just to walk away
When push comes to shove ya know I need your love
When push comes to shove ya know I need your love
I just wanna be, be with you
That's all that I wanna do
I just wanna be, be with you
I wish that you felt the same way too
The River's Rising
Artist(s): Sugaray
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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:
Blues
Subcategories:
1960s, 1970s, Blues, Blues Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Places and Locations, Rock
Keywords:
Americana, Bar, Bayou, Biker, Breakup, Chicago, Club, Delta, Down And Out, Drinking, Emotional, Gritty, Heartfelt, Heartland, Highway, Louisiana, Melancholy, Memphis, Mississippi, Passionate, Raunchy, Redneck, Relationship, Retro, Roadhouse, Roots, Rowdy, Sexy, Shuffle, Soulful, Southern, Strut, Texas, Tough, Travel, Trucker
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Harmonica, Organ, Piano
BPM:
112
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
6/8
Lyrics:
The River's Rising
The River's Rising
The river's rising
Feel like I'm gonna drown
The river's rising
Feel like I'm gonna drown
'Cause I can't stop these tears from fallin'
Since you quit coming 'round
The sky's getting darker
Yeah I ain't seen the sun for days
The sky's getting darker
Yeah I ain't seen the sun for days
Lord, it's raining misery
Ever since you went away
I wake up each morning
And I pray things will change
I wake up every morning
And I pray things will change
But when I look out my window
Everything is still the same
The river's rising
Ain't seen the sun for days
The river's rising
Ain't seen the sun for days
And I can't stop these tears from fallin'
Ever since you went away
The river's rising
Feel like I'm gonna drown
The river's rising
Feel like I'm gonna drown
'Cause I can't stop these tears from fallin'
Since you quit coming 'round
I can't stop these tears from fallin'
Since you quit coming 'round
Wicked Hearted Woman
Artist(s): Sugaray
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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:
Blues
Subcategories:
1960s, 1970s, Blues, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock
Keywords:
Americana, Bar, Bayou, Breakup, Chicago, Classic, Club, Delta, Devil, Down And Out, Down On Your Luck, Drinking, Drunk, Emotional, Gritty, Heartfelt, Introspective, Last Call, Late Night, Louisiana, Melancholy, Memphis, Mississippi, Mistrust, Passionate, Raunchy, Redneck, Relationship, Retro, Roadhouse, Roots, Sad, Sexy, Sleazy, Soulful, Southern, Strip Club, Texas, Voodoo, Wicked
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ, Piano
BPM:
87
Key:
G
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Wicked Hearted Woman
Wicked Hearted Woman
She's a wicked hearted woman
Put some voodoo on my soul
She's a wicked hearted woman
Put some voodoo on my soul
I don't know if I can trust her
But I can't ever let her go
Well I know she must be evil
'Cause I can feel it in my bones
Well I know she must be evil
'Cause I can feel it in my bones
She done put some spell on me
And made me leave my happy home
Solo
She's a wicked hearted woman
But that's alright with me
Yeah she's a wicked hearted woman
Lord but that's alright with me
'Cause I'm addicted to her lovin'
I hope she never sets me free
Oh Lord I'm addicted to her lovin'
An' I hope she never sets me free
Wild Child
Artist(s): Brian "Hacksaw" Williams
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Tony Vose Music (BMI) 50% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1960s, Alternative Rock, Classic Rock, Hard Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Acid, Aggressive, Bar, Biker, Bill Graham's Fillmore, Drugs, Fight, Flower Child, Flower Power, Gritty, Haight Ashbury, Hippie, In Your Face, LSD, Love, Love In, Marijuana, Motorcycle, Outspoken, Peace, Peace Rally, Peaceful Protest, Pot, Rebellious, Roadhouse, Rough, San Francisco, Tough, Trip, Trippy, Vietnam War, Woodstock
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ
BPM:
141
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Wild Child
There's a thousand miles of highway
I'm burnin' up ready to ride
Got the pedal to the metal
Yea time is on my side
The world outside keeps callin'
There's no reason I should stay
I'm not dreamin' about tomorrow
'Cos I'm livin' for today
CHORUS:
I'm a wild child
Yea freedom is my name
I'm a wild wild child yeah yeah
I get high on the horizon
Watch me ride above the clouds
I'm a rocket flyin' 'cross the highway
And I'm never comin' down
I'm addicted to this feeling
It's explodin' through my veins
The world outside keeps callin'
Yea I'm livin' for today
CHORUS:
I'm a wild child
Yea freedom is my name
I'm a wild wild child
Mother Nature gone insane
I'm a wild child
And I can't get much higher
I'm a wild wild child yeah yeah
I'm a wild child - never comin' down
Wild child - never touch the ground
I'm a wild child - never comin' down
Wild child - yeah yeah yeah
Wanna Cause Some Trouble
Artist(s): Roy Dixon
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Jesse Turnbow (ASCAP) 50% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Calamari Music (BMI) 16.67% / Twin Rivers Music (ASCAP) 16.67% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 33.33% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 33.33%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Country, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock
Keywords:
Americana, Attitude, Bar, Blue Collar, Cars, Classic, Club, Confident, Down Home, Driving, Fun, Good Time, Gritty, Groove, Happy, Heartland, Jukebox, Line Dance, Money, Motorcycle, Playful, Promo, Redneck, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Sexy, Southern, Sports, Texas, Toe Tapping, Tough, Travel, Truck Stop, Upbeat, Western, Working Man
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Pedal Steel Guitar, Piano
BPM:
108
Key:
A
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Wanna Cause Some Trouble
Wanna Cause Some Trouble
Hey you pretty ladies, are you checkin' me out
You know I'm the one your momma warned you about
Well I'm tough as nails, baddest man around
Girl if you wanna rock I'll turn your world upside down
You Wanna Cause Some Trouble
You Wanna Cause Some Trouble
You Wanna Cause Some Trouble
Then baby, I'm your man
I got an ol' Super B, cruise at 105
Pedal to the metal baby, it's the only way to drive
I live on the edge seven days a week
So come along honey if you can stand the heat
You Wanna Cause Some Trouble
You Wanna Cause Some Trouble
You Wanna Cause Some Trouble
Then baby, I'm your man
Girl I'm the baddest bone in the neighborhood
Nah, you don't need no George Thorogood
I'm gonna rock you every night and day
Make you forget about ol' Stevie Ray
So we're gonna party, past closing time
Still be goin strong when the sun starts to shine
We can shoot at the stars, howl at the moon
An' when it comes to lovin', we're gonna break all the rules
You Wanna Cause Some Trouble
You Wanna Cause Some Trouble
You Wanna Cause Some Trouble
Then baby, I'm your man
Roll The Dice
Artist(s): Junkyard Dogs
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Roger Burn (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Burnin' Down The House Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, Blues, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rockabilly
Keywords:
Americana, Bar, Brawl, Classic, Club, Dice, Drinking, Frat, Gambling, Gritty, Motorcycles, Party, Poker, Relationship, Roadhouse, Roll, Rowdy, Southern Rock, Sports, Strip Club, Texas, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Keyboard
BPM:
92
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Roll The Dice
ROLL THE DICE
Last call for alcohol
A shadow by the door
I thought I'd seen it all
Till you walked across the floor
Two o'clock, it's time to rock
Time to pass the test
Thinking fast, I said let's dance
Thank God you said yes
Let's roll the dice on
A sure bet from above
Let's roll the dice and
Take a chance on love
Well don't think twice
Come on let's roll the dice
Come on lucky seven
I just blew into town
The angels up in heaven
Couldn't turn me down
The devil on my shoulder
Said "come on, get it done"
The pounding in my heart
Said "this could be the one"
Let's roll the dice on
A sure bet from above
Let's roll the dice and
Take a chance on love
Don't think twice
Come on let's roll the dice
It's cold out on the road
I'm chilled down to the bone
I need someone to keep me warm
And a place to call my home
Let's roll the dice and
Take a chance on love
Don't think twice
Come on let's roll the dice
Let's roll the dice on
A sure bet from above
Let's roll the dice and
Take a chance on love
Well don't think twice
Come on let's roll the dice
Well don't think twice
Come on let's roll the dice
Well don't think twice
Come on let's roll the dice
Come on lucky seven
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
Sands Of Time
Artist(s): Radio Villains
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Writer(s):
Paul Otten (BMI) 50% / Paul Robert Cufflin (PRS) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Folk
Subcategories:
1960s, 1970s, Alternative Rock, Blues Rock, Folk, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Singer Songwriter
Keywords:
Anti Establishment, Apocalypse, Bar, Blue Collar, Bluesy, Crime, Defiant, Drifter, Gritty, Heartland, Highway, Impending, Mid West, Omen, Open Road, Outspoken, Poetic, Political, Protest, Resistance, Revolution, Rising, Roadhouse, Southern, Streets, Tough, Travel, Trouble, United, Vagabond
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Percussion, Shakers, Tambourine
BPM:
179
Key:
C
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Sands Of Time
I tell you my friend
There's trouble ahead
Just along the road
Around the bend
There's a bitter wind
Of change blowing in
And nothing good
Is gonna come of it
We're standing at the edge
Staring down into the abyss
We're hanging by a thread
But it's too late
We can't hold back
The sands of time
They're blurring the lines
With secrets and lies
And we're too blind
To see the warning signs
They're sowing the seeds
Of hatred and fear
And somebody
Will have to pay the price
We're standing at the edge
Staring down into the abyss
We're hanging by a thread
But it's too late
You can't hold back
The sands of time
The sands of time
I tell you my friend
There's trouble ahead
Just along the road
Around the bend
There's a bitter wind
Of change blowing in
And nothing good
Is gonna come of it
And it's too late
We can't hold back
We're standing at the edge
Staring down into the abyss
We're hanging by a thread
Staring down into the abyss
We're standing at the edge
Staring down into the abyss
We're hanging by a thread
But it's too late
You can't hold back
The sands of time
The sands of time
The sands of time
The sands of time
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
It's A Mardi Gras
Artist(s): David Morgan
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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, Funk, Instrumental, Male Vocal, New Orleans, R&B, Soul
Keywords:
Bar, Bayou, Cajun, Carefree, Celebrate, Crescent City, Dive, Dixie, Earthy, Feel Good, Festive, French Quarter, Fun, Good Times, Gritty, Happy, Jukebox, Laid Back, Late Night, Louisiana, Mardi Gras, New Orleans, Oldies, Party, Pimp, Playful, Retro, Southern, Swamp, Travel, Vintage
Instruments:
Bass, Clavinet, Drums, Guitar, Organ, Solo Drums
BPM:
91
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
It's A Mardi Gras
IT'S A MARDI GRAS
Hey Everybody
It's A Mardi Gras
Hey Everybody
It's A Mardi Gras, yeah
Come on come on
Come on come on, yeah
Come on come on
Come on come on, yeah
Tender Mercies
Artist(s): David Morgan
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 33.34% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 33.33% / Michael Sokolis (BMI) 33.33%
Publisher(s):
Calamari Music (BMI) 33.33% / Sokolatone Music (BMI) 33.33% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 33.34%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1960s, 1970s, Blues, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Classic Soul R&B, Gospel, Instrumental, Male Vocal, R&B, Soul
Keywords:
Americana, Baptist, Burden, Christian, Church, Congregation, Deep South, Down Home, Emotional, Faith, Forgiveness, God, Hardship, Heartfelt, Heartland, Hymn, Laid Back, Lord, Louisiana, Memphis, Mercy, New Orleans, Passionate, Praise, Preacher, Redemption, Religion, Roadhouse, Soulful, Southern Baptist, Spiritual, Struggle, Temptation, Testimony
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Organ, Piano
BPM:
96
Key:
C♯m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Tender Mercies
Tender Mercies
Oh what a world we live in today
I got temptation all up in my face
Still, I won't worry how it's gonna be
cuz Lord you're rainin' tender mercies on me
I got this feelin' down deep in my soul
cuz I'm in good hands believe me I know
I lay down my burden now what a relief
When you're rainin' tender mercies on me
Oh Lord I try, yeah I try to walk right
When I stray away from the flock
You get me back, back on my feet
I lean on you, oh you are my rock
Lord I try, yeah I try to walk right
When I stray away from the flock
You get me back, back on my feet
I lean on you, oh you are my rock
Can I get a witness? No I ain't afraid
Oh brothers & sisters, I got myself saved
I was blind but now I can see
Lord you're rainin' tender mercies on me
Hey you're rainin' tender mercies on me
Lord you're rainin' tender mercies on me
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
Something's Come Over Me
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, Bumpers, Classic Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock, Transitions
Keywords:
Americana, Attitude, Bar, Cars, Classic, Club, Confident, Exercise, Fun, Gritty, Groove, Heartland, Motorcycle, Playful, Promo, Redneck, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Sexy, Shuffle, Southern, Sports, Strip Club, Texas, Tough, Travel, Upbeat
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ
BPM:
120
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
6/8
Lyrics:
Something's Come Over Me
SOMETHING'S COME OVER ME
Something's come over me
'Cuz I've never felt this way
Something's come over me
'Cuz I've never felt this way
My head is dizzy, my knees are weak
Feels like I got the bug
Something's come over me
Lord, it must be love
Something's got a hold on me
And it just won't let me go
Something's got a hold on me
And it just won't let me go
Well I can't run and I can't fight
And I can't get enough
Something's got a hold on me
Lord, it must be love
For what I got there ain't no cure
No pill that I can take
'Cuz when I hold you in my arms
My fever just won't break
SOLO
For what I got there ain't no cure
No pill that I can take
'Cuz when I hold you in my arms
My fever just won't break
Something's come over me
And I think it's here to stay
Something's come over me
And I think it's here to stay
My soul's on fire when you're around
My body's burnin' up
Something's come over me
Lord, it must be love
Something's come over me
Lord, it must be love
Something's come over me
Lord, and it must be love
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
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
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
Anything For You
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, Americana, Blues, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Americana, Bar, Brawl, Classic, Club, Gritty, Party, Relationship, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Texas, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Keyboard, Wurlitzer Electric Piano
BPM:
129
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Anything For You
ANYTHING FOR YOU
Yesterday I ruled the world, yeah, I was tough
Never needed anything, I had enough
No one touched my heart 'cos it was hard as stone
Always thought that it was cool to be alone
My oh my how things have changed
It's driving me insane
CHORUS:
Take it once, I'll take it twice
What else can I do
I'm hoeless and I'm reckless
I'll do anything, anything for you
I am like a pauper begging at your feet
Just one scrap from you could make my life complete
Stole my heart and then you sold it down the line
Nothing in this world can help me out this time
Debutantes, you keep them all
I've got my femme fatale
CHORUS
I've sent pearls flyin'
Drawn red blood in a raging kiss
I've left widows cryin'
But I've never been treated quite like this
CHORUS
I Am The One
Artist(s): Radio Villains
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Writer(s):
Paul Otten (BMI) 50% / Paul Robert Cufflin (PRS) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1960s, 1970s, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Garage Rock, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock & Roll
Keywords:
Attitude, Attraction, Authentic, Bar, Bluesy, Boisterous, Boogie, Cocky, Confident, Cool, Desire, Driving, Flash Back, Garage, Glam, Groovy, Manly, Night Out, Party, Persistence, Playful, Popular, Promo, Roadhouse, Sexy, Strutting, Swagger, Tough, Walking, Winner
Instruments:
Bass, Congas, Cowbell, Drums, Electric Guitar, Finger Bells, Hammond Organ, Hand Claps, Percussion, Shakers, Tambourine
BPM:
127
Key:
Bm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
I Am The One
Save some time
Don't go looking high and low, now
You can try
But I'll always come back around
I am the one
I am the one
Oh, yeah baby
I am the one
I am the one
Fools will lie
Tell you everything you wanna hear
Don't be surprised
When you find the need
You'll know it
I am the one
I am the one
Oh, yeah baby
I am the one
I am the one
Oh oh, yeah, yeah
What you want?
Do you wanna little truth now?
Don't come undone
'Cos I ain't ever gonna let you down
I am the one
I am the one
Oh, yeah baby
I am the one
I am the one
Oh oh, yeah, yeah
I am the one
I am the one
Oh, yeah baby
I am the one
I am the one
Oh oh, yeah, yeah
I am the one
I am the one
Ache Of Love
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:
Back Porch, Bar, Dark, Desire, Druggy, Earthy, Eerie, Gritty, Hazy, Muddy, Pool Hall, Raw, Retro, Reverb, Roots, South, Southern, Swampy, Trippy
Instruments:
Bass, Claps, Electric Guitar, Percussion
BPM:
128
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Ache Of Love
Step from the darkness
Into the light
I'll watch your back
If you watch mine
This is the calm
Before the storm
And we'll need shelter
Before too long
I can feel it now
I can feel it now
The ache of love sought
But not yet found
I sense the spirit
Of sweet desire
Still crossing lines
And raising fires
Out of the shadows
Into the light
I'll scratch your back
If you'll scratch mine
CHORUS
In the heart of nowhere
It's hard to know your place
And it gets so lonesome
When no one speaks your name
In the depth of silence
It's hard to find the truth
And you get so broken
Any love will do
I can feel it now
I can feel it now
The ache of love sought
But not yet found
I can feel it now
I can feel it now
The ache of love sought
But not yet found
Down The Line
Artist(s): Roy Dixon
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 33.34% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 33.33% / Michael Sokolis (BMI) 33.33%
Publisher(s):
Calamari Music (BMI) 33.33% / Sokolatone Music (BMI) 33.33% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 33.34%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
1940s, 1950s, 1960s, Americana, Country, Folk, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Vintage Masters, Western
Keywords:
Americana, Coming Home, Cowboy, Down Home, Earthy, Freewheeling, Jukebox, On The Road, Relationship, Retro, Road, Roadhouse, Roots, Southern, Traditional, Travel, Truck Stop, Trucker, Vintage, Working Man
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Pedal Steel Guitar, Violin
BPM:
87
Key:
D
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Down The Line
Now I'm rollin' to the south again
Comin' up on Alabam
Rollin' down the line
Rollin' down the line
Here comes your lovin' daddy rollin' down the line
Now you're the best thing on my mind
I'm headin' for those Georgia pines
Rollin' down the line
Rollin' down the line
Here comes your lovin' daddy rollin' down the line
I gotta say how good it feels
Blacktop underneath my wheels
Rollin' down the line
Rollin' down the line
Here comes your lovin' daddy rollin' down the line
My ol' brakes went out on 109
And I been tryin' to make up time
Rollin' down the line
Rollin' down the line
Here comes your lovin' daddy rollin' down the line
The sky is blue the coffee's back
A tailwind is at my back
Rollin' down the line
Rollin' down the line
Here comes your lovin' daddy rollin' down the line
I'm dreamin' dreams since who knows when
Of bein' in your arms again
Rollin' down the line
Rollin' down the line
Here comes your lovin' daddy rollin' down the line
I See A Change Coming
Artist(s): Chris Wooley
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1960s, Alternative Rock, Classic Rock, Country Rock, Folk, Folk Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, Pop Rock, Psych Rock
Keywords:
Acid, Ashram, Beautiful Day, Bill Graham's Fillmore, Blooming Flowers, Bright, Far Out, Flower Child, Flower Power, Fresh, Groovy, Haight Ashbury, Happy, Hippie, LSD, Love, Marijuana, Meditate, Meditation, Mellow, New Beginning, Peace, Peace Rally, Peaceful Protest, Pot, Psychedelic, Refreshing, Relationship, San Francisco, Spring Fling, Summer, Sunshine, Trip, Trippy, Vietnam War, Woodstock
Instruments:
12 String Guitar, Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Guitar, Percussion
BPM:
121
Key:
F♯m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
I See A Change Coming
I See A Change Coming
When the leaves turn to golden brown
And love is in the air
There's a wind blowin' hope around
Yeah, I – yeah I see a-change comin'
Saw a peaceful revolution
It was growing everywhere
And the soldiers laid their weapons down
Yeah, I – yeah I see a-change comin'
It's gonna be alright - don't worry now
We don't have to fight – it's gonna be alright
Some get lost inside the question
In a maze of the unknown
So they search for some direction
A suggestion where to go
I may find which way to travel
As the times are so unclear
And the world may soon unravel...
But I – Yeah I see a change comin'
Yeah, I – yeah I see a-change comin'
When The Good Times Roll
Artist(s): David Morgan
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 33.34% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 33.33% / Tommy Reeves (ASCAP) 33.33%
Publisher(s):
Calamari Music (BMI) 33.33% / Tombo Music (ASCAP) 33.33% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 33.34%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1960s, 1970s, Instrumental, Male Vocal, New Orleans, R&B, Soul
Keywords:
Bar, Carefree, Celebrate, Crescent City, Dive, Dixie, Earthy, Easy Going, Feel Good, Festive, French Quarter, Fun, Good Times, Gritty, Happy, Honky Tonk, Jukebox, Laid Back, Late Night, Mardi Gras, Memphis, New Orleans, Oldies, Party, Playful, Retro, Southern, Swamp, Travel, Vintage
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ, Piano, Saxophone, Wurlitzer Electric Piano
BPM:
110
Key:
A
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
When The Good Times Roll
WHEN THE GOOD TIMES ROLL
Hey pretty baby come take a ride with me
There's something going on down in New Orleans
Time is a wasting, so come on let's go (let's go)
You know I want to be there When The Good Times Roll
There's gonna be a party goin all night long
And when the sun comes up we'll still be goin' strong
So c'mon pretty baby it's time to lose control
And you know I want to be there When The Good Times Roll
There'll be people dancing in the streets
And music playing everywhere
We'll lift a glass with everyone we meet
N' party like we just don't care
And baby if we get a little crazy, it's tonic for the soul
And you know I want to be there When The Good Times Roll
There'll be people dancing in the streets
And music playing everywhere
We'll lift a glass with everyone we meet
N' party like we just don't care
So baby if we get a little crazy, it's tonic for the soul
And you know I want to be there When The Good Times Roll
So c'mon pretty baby, come on let's go (let's go)
You know I want to be there When The Good Times Roll
N, doncha wanna be there When The Good Times Roll
Reaching For Salvation
Artist(s): Sugaray
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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:
Blues
Subcategories:
1960s, 1970s, Blues, Blues Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock
Keywords:
Americana, Bar, Bayou, Chicago, Classic, Club, Delta, Depressed, Down And Out, Emotional, Gritty, Hangover, Heartfelt, Introspective, Late Night, Louisiana, Melancholy, Memphis, Mississippi, Passionate, Prayer, Raunchy, Redemption, Reflection, Religion, Retro, Roadhouse, Roots, Sad, Salvation, Sinner, Soulful, Southern, Strip Club, Texas, Yearning
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ, Wurlitzer Electric Piano
BPM:
90
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Reaching For Salvation
Reaching For Salvation
I keep reaching for salvation
I'm afraid I can't be saved
I keep reaching for salvation
I'm afraid I can't be saved
Heaven knows I've been a sinner
But now I'm on my knees to pray
My life's been filled with trouble
'Cause the Devil's been my friend
My life's been filled with trouble
'Cause the Devil's been my friend
I keep searching for an Angel
'Cause I know how this will end
All I ever had was bad luck
Since the day that I was born
All I ever had was bad luck
Since the day that I was born
Is there someone who can save me
'Cause I can't live this way no more
I keep reaching for salvation
I'm afraid I can't be saved
I keep reaching for salvation
I'm afraid I can't be saved
Heaven knows I've been a sinner
But now I'm on my knees to pray
Heaven knows I've been a sinner
But now I'm on my knees to pray
Lord knows I'm a sinner
And these blues won't go away
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