Tracks Similar To Another Day Is Done
The End
Artist(s): The 3Ms
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Writer(s):
Michelle Leigh Leverette (BMI) 33.33% / Michelle Weinstein Murray (BMI) 33.33% / Scott Free (ASCAP) 33.34%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 66.66% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 33.34%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
Alternative Country, Americana, Gothic Country, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Southern Gothic
Keywords:
Adventure, Bar, Blue Collar, Confident, Countryside, Crossroads, Determined, Dirty Work, Down Home, Down On Your Luck, Drifter, Drifting, Drinking, Driving, Dust Bowl, Good Ol' Boy, Gritty, Heartland, Jail, Jailhouse, Mid West, Moody, Outlaw, Prison, Railroad, Redemption, Redneck, Roadhouse, Searching, Sinner, Southern, Spaghetti Western, Story Tellers, Struggle, Train, Vagabond, Whiskey, Working Man
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Baritone Guitar, Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Tambourine
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
107
Key:
F♯m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
The End
THE END
VERSE 1
Look up ahead
I see the cross roads coming
It's time to choose here once again
Yeah, up ahead
Find out just what it's costing
How much of this life must be bled
PRE-CHORUS
I never think about tomorrow, where I'll go
But here I am once again
CHORUS
Oh, here's to the end
So raise a glass and then I'll go
Oh, now it begins
Starting a journey in my soul
The beginning of the end of everything I know
VERSE 2
Left or right
I hear a distant rumble
Thunder always brings me light
Wrong or right
Find out just who is humble
Oh no, I won't shrink from this fight
PRE-CHORUS
CHORUS
PRE-CHORUS
I never think about tomorrow, where I'll go
But here I am once again
CHORUS
TAG
The beginning of the end of everything I know
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
Not In Iowa
Artist(s): Kelly Pardekooper
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Writer(s):
Kelly Pardekooper (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
Alternative Country, Americana, Classic Rock, Country, Folk, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock, 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, Southern, Spaghetti Western, Spanish, Spanish Flavor, Story Tellers, Struggle, Swamp, Tired, Trailer Park, Trailer Trash, Train, Vagabond, Whiskey, Working Man
Instruments:
Accordion, Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
110
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Not In Iowa
I left my country home, I left the fields and plains
To feel the desert wind, escape the rain
But she saw me coming from a thousand miles away
She took my hand and asked my name
She led me to her house and fed me Spanish wine
And up 'till then I'd of swore I was doing fine
But she said you never smile and it's starting to creep me out
I should have listened to my doubt
So take that gun and make me swallow
And I'll be smiling forevermore
My head is spinning and my eyes can't find the door
I'm not in Iowa anymore
I miss my country home, I miss the corn and beans
This sand it's in my lungs, I could really use some rain
She turned the lights down and crept up close to me
So I would feel what I could not see
Just take that gun and make me swallow
And I'll be smiling forevermore
My hands are tied now and my feet won't touch the floor
I'm not in Iowa anymore
Not in Iowa anymore...
God's Gonna Cut You Down
Artist(s): Chase Perryman and the People Familiar with the Situation
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Arranger(s):
Austin Filingo (BMI) 50% / Melvin Chase Perryman (ASCAP) 50%
Original Composer:
Traditional (Public Domain)
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 50% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
Alternative Country, American Traditional, Americana, Folk Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Outlaw Country, PD, Public Domain, Public Domain (PD)
Keywords:
Bar, Biblical References, Bluesy, Cautionary, Dreary, Foreboding, Forlorn, Gritty, Introspective, Judgement Day, Karma, Melancholy, Moody, Mythical Poetry, PD, Rambler, Reflective, Roadhouse, Run, Somber, Southern, Swampy, Throwback, Tough, Trudging, Work Song
Instruments:
Acoustic Bass, Acoustic Guitar, Banjo, Electric Guitar, Hand Claps, Kick Drum, Mandolin, Shaker, Stomps, Tambourine
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
76
Key:
Fm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
God's Gonna Cut You Down
GOD'S GONNA CUT YOU DOWN
CHORUS 1 (2X)
You can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
CHORUS 2
Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler
The gambler
The back biter
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down
VERSE 1
Well my goodness gracious let me tell you the news
My head's been wet with the midnight dew
I've been down on bended knee talkin' to the man from Galilee
He spoke to me in the voice so sweet
VERSE 2
I thought I heard the shuffle of the angel's feet
When he said, "John, go do my will!"
He called my name and my heart stood still
When he said, "John, go do my will!"
CHORUS 2
CHORUS 1
VERSE 3
Well, you may throw your rock and hide your hand
Workin' in the dark against your fellow man
But as sure as God made black and white
What's down in the dark will be brought to the light
CHORUS 1
CHORUS 2
TAG (2X)
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down
Scars
Artist(s): Paul Otten
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Writer(s):
Charles P. Hurowitz (ASCAP) 50% / Paul Otten (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 50%
Category:
Blues
Subcategories:
Alternative Rock, Ballad, Folk, Indie Folk, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Singer Songwriter
Keywords:
Dark, Depressed, Down And Out, Downtrodden, Elegant, Emotional, Gloomy, Haunting, Heartbreak, Introspective, Looking Back, Melancholy, Memories, Misery, Moody, Pain, Promises, Recovery, Reflective, Reverb, Sad, Somber, Tears, Waltz, low
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Percussion, Piano, Synth Pad
BPM:
112
Key:
C
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
3/4
Lyrics:
Scars
So many tears in your past now
Broken promises, I know
And all those tears made a mark there
And left behind a wounded soul
You can wallow in your pain
Or let it go today
CHORUS:
Oh you wear the scars
From deep in your broken heart
Out on your sleeve
Staring back at me
I'll wrap you in my arms
And fade away the scars
In your heart
The sadness in your eyes is so haunting
The beauty in your face, it shines
There's a smile in there somewhere
Peeking through from where it hides
You can push the world away
Or take my hand today
CHORUS
Yesterday has no place now
You held on to it way too long
Let it go, let your guard down
And you will find
Your life will shine
Hot Sauce
Artist(s): Mas Mojo
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Writer(s):
Michael Sokolis (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative, Alternative Rock, Americana, Folk, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Brooding, Confident, Cute, Dance, Eerie, Exotic, Funny, Hot, Love Making, Moody, Passionate, Quirky, Rollicking, Romance, Sexy, Silly, Spaghetti Western, Spicy, Street Smart, Sultry, Sweaty
Instruments:
Accordion, Bass, Drums, Guitar, Percussion
BPM:
122
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Hot Sauce
Ah Ooo
Ooo
Ooo
Ooo
Tell Me (You're The One)
Artist(s): Kelly Pardekooper
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Writer(s):
Kelly Pardekooper (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
Alternative Country, Americana, Ballad, Country, Folk, Instrumental, 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, Home, Intimate, Introspective, Louisiana, Mid West, Moody, Open Road, 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:
143
Key:
B♭
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Tell Me (You're The One)
Tell Me (You're the One)
Tell me you're the one that'll always drive me crazy
Tell me you're the one that still wants to have my baby
Tell me you're the one that never has to fake it
When you say that it's alright I could not make it
Tell me I could stop this any time I want to
Tell me I got heart, enough to drive a truck through
Tell me I can go on sleeping if I need to
Tell me I could hang it up and just come on home to you. To you
'Cause I just can't smile anymore
Tell me I could walk away from these hot lights
Tell me I could leave that neon late night
Tell me I should do whatever I want to
Dig a ditch, hell you don't care, as long as I come home to you.
To you To you To you
Tell me I'm the one that never leaves you lonely
Tell I'm the one, that one true one and only
Tell me it's alright that I don't shed tears to cry
Tell me I'm the one that'll always make you happy
Tell me I'm the one that always leaves you laughing
Tell me I'm the one you're dreaming of late at night
Straight out of our minds, straight out of our minds
Tell me you're the one that'll always drive me crazy
Tell me you're the one that still wants to have my baby
Tell me I'm the one you're dreaming of late at night
Sunday Afternoon
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, Organ
BPM:
96
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Sunday Afternoon
Sunday Afternoon
Yesterday was just like any other day it came and it was gone to the left, corner of my eye And I felt so unusual, having never stayed up To see the dawn going down, west coast eyes And I don't want you in the morning And I won't see you on your Sunday afternoon
Have you ever seen a Midwest sky late at night? When the rain starts coming down, it takes away your sight And you can run for cover as you try to run and hide You might scramble through the bushes to try and find some light But I don't want you in the morning And I won't see you on your Sunday afternoon
Hey now, do you really want to be? Hey now could you really forsake me? No I don't want you in the morning I won't see you on your Sunday afternoon
Well I ran into nothing Thursday afternoon He came up through the basement, came into my room So you're the one that says he only takes what he can get And leaves us on the sidewalk, a fading cigarette No I don't want you in the morning And I won't see you on your Sunday afternoon
So yesterday was just like any other day It came and it was gone to the left, corner of my eye And I felt so unusual, it was almost inconceivable I'd stayed up through the moonlight, west coast thighs But I don't want you in the morning And I won't see you on your Sunday afternoon
Hey now, do you really want to be? Hey now could you really forsake me? No I don't want you in the morning I won't see you on your Sunday afternoon
Just Shoot Me
Artist(s): Kelly Pardekooper
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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, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock, 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:
102
Key:
A
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Just Shoot Me
Just Shoot Me
I've been walking in my hometown
And I keep tripping on memories of you
And now you're long gone and I'm still reeling
Mining deeper shades of blue
I walk these same old streets
And I eat the same old meats
But I don't cook them, like me, they're raw straight through
Yeah my hearts already gone and my body can't have long
So go on and shoot me, so the rest of me can die
I don't sleep now, and I don't eat now
I keep catching glimpses of you
Now you're long gone, and I'm still talking
To some ghost of a girl that I once knew
Yeah I walk these same old streets
And I keep the same old beats
But I don't cook them, like me, they're raw straight through
My hearts already gone and my body can't have long
So go on shoot me, so the rest of me can die
Go on shoot me, so the rest of me can die
Goo
Artist(s): Kelly Pardekooper
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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, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock, 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, Organ
BPM:
113
Key:
G
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Goo
Goo
What if I walked you all the way home?
Would you ask me in for coffee?
Would you make me leave alone?
What if I took you half way around the world?
Bought you diamonds, bought you pearls.
Would you let me come inside?
I don't know where I'm going tonight
But I think if you would hold me everything would be alright
I know it's nothing new for you
But it's everything to me
When you're home all asleep so safe and tight
I'm the one that's in your hollow
Singing underneath your light
When you're out riding around on sunny days
I'm the one that's in the shadow
Hoping that you'll look my way
I don't know where I'm going tonight
But I think if you would hold me everything would be alright
I know it's nothing new for you
But it's everything to me
Drinking Alone Again
Artist(s): Kelly Pardekooper
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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, Alcoholism, Alone, Bar, Bayou, Beer, Bleak, Countryside, Dark, Depression, Down Home, Drifter, Drifting, Drinking, Dust Bowl, Gloomy, Gritty, Heartland, Heavy, Hopeless, Lonely, Midwest, Misery, Moody, Raw, Roadhouse, Rough, Seedy, Southern Gothic, Spiraling, Struggle, Suicidal, Tired, Trailer Park, Trailer Trash, low
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Cowbell, Drums, Electric Guitar, Slide Guitar
BPM:
58
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Slow/Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Drinking Alone Again
Drinking alone again
Hey bar-keep how 'bout another round?
Don't send me home again
Just line 'em up and I'll shoot 'em down
I wish this food it would stay down
Wish this food it could stay down
Lets say we both pretend
That my feet are still on the ground
No don't send me home again
Just line 'em up and I'll shoot 'em down
We Swirl A Cyclone
Artist(s): Marc Blackwell
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Writer(s):
Dean Brantley Taylor (ASCAP) 40% / Marc David Blackwell (ASCAP) 60%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1980s, Adult Contemporary, Art Pop, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Bewitching, Creepy, Dark, Despair, Desperation, Devil, Dramatic, Eerie, Emotional, Epic, Escape, Fear, Forlorn, Garden Of Eden, Gothic, Haunting, Hope, Longing, Lost, Moody, Night, Ominous, Pensive, Perseverance, Searching, Sinister, Survival, Voodoo, Weary, Yearning
Instruments:
Drums, Electric Bass, Electric Guitar, Percussion, Piano, Synth Pad
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
78
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
We Swirl A Cyclone
WE SWIRL A CYCLONE
VERSE 1
I ride a spell cast on the night
Ride my wish come to life
Maybe it's desert voodoo
Bewitching me, lying next to you
PRE-CHORUS
I'm the air and you're the land
I blow my wind, pick up your sand
CHORUS
We swirl a cyclone, round and round
Clear a path through evil ground
We swirl a cyclone, round and round
We swirl a cyclone, tear it down
Clear a path out of this devil town
VERSE 2
We gather strength, we make our break
Busting loose, we escape
Racing and dodging mesas
It's you and me, flying fast and free
PRE-CHORUS (2X)
CHORUS
Whisker Brain
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, Ballad, Indie Singer Songwriter, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Alcohol, Ballad, Bar, Bluesy, Dark, Depression, Down, Drinking, Graveyard, Hell, Homeless, Introspective, Melancholy, Mid West, Moody, Reflective, Relationship ending, Rough, Sad, Searching, Seedy, Southern, Southern Gothic, Spaghetti Western, Spooky, Story Tellers, Struggle, Tired, Tough, Trouble
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Lap Steel Guitar
BPM:
63
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Whisker Brain
She said she can't stay here anymore
She said she can't stay here anymore
She done run down to Arkansas
And left me stranded with her Ma
She said she can't stay here anymore
She said I been creepin' down the well
She said I been creepin' down the well
She said I don't pray no more
And she don't like what I'm lookin' for
She says that I'm going straight to hell
She says I got whiskers on my brain
She says I got whiskers on my brain
She says I don't pray no more
And I'll be burnin' that's for sure
She says I got whiskers on my brain
But she said she thinks God could cut 'em off
She says she thinks God could cut 'em off
But I'm afraid of that blade
And all the changes it might make
She says she thinks God could cut 'em off
Whisker Brain..
You Don't Know Me
Artist(s): G. Burton
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Writer(s):
Gregory Burton (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
Alternative, Alternative Country, Alternative Rock, Americana, Classic Rock, Easy Listening, Folk, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Moods Hopeful, Rock, Singer Songwriter, Southern
Keywords:
Bar, Countryside, Family, Farm, Hopeful, Innocent, Longing, Love, Positive, Ranch, Road Trip, Roadhouse, Romance, Romantic, Southern, Sweet, Uplifting, Yearning
Instruments:
Acoustic Bass, Acoustic Guitar, Brushes, Electric Guitar
BPM:
84
Key:
E
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
You Don't Know Me
You don't know me
Like I know me
If you knew me like I do
You can't believe the things
They say about me
Even though some of those things are true
It's obvious that there's something between us
That you can't define in words or song
But If you knew me like I know me
Trusting me won't take you very long
Well, I heard your daddy said I wasn't right now
And your momma said something's wrong
With his eyes
But if they knew me
Like I know me
It won't take them long before they'll realize
As time goes by they'll realize that I'm the type of man
To give you my hand to hold
Outside under the moonlight I'll wrap my coat around you
When you get cold
You don't know me
Like I know me
If you knew me like I do
You would listen to those things about me
Just listen to what your heart is telling you
I heard your sister said you could do better
Your brother said if I hurt you
He's gonna kick my ass
But if they knew me like I know me
I won't take very long
Before those feelings pass
They'll see that I'm the type of man that'll bring you pretty flowers
Out of the clear blue sky
Despite my reputation you'll see that in my heart I'm an alright guy
You don't know me
Like I know me
If you knew me like I do
You would listen to those things about me
Lonely Is A Lonely Place To Be
Artist(s): Roy Dixon
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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:
Country
Subcategories:
1940s, 1950s, 1960s, Americana, Country, Folk, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Vintage, Western
Keywords:
Americana, Bar, Barroom, Breakup, Cowboy, Down Home, Emotional, Heartfelt, Introspective, Jukebox, Lament, Loneliness, Loss, Melancholy, Memory, Mournful, Regret, Relationship, Retro, Roadhouse, Roots, Sad, Texas, Traditional, Truck Stop, Vintage, Waltz
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Pedal Steel Guitar, Violin
BPM:
112
Key:
E
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
3/4
Lyrics:
Lonely Is A Lonely Place To Be
Birds don't sing 'round here no more
The sun don't shine on me
Sky's are grey since you've been gone
Oh lonely is a lonely place to be
Each night I dream the sweetest dream
That you'll come home to me
But morning comes, you're still not here
Oh lonely is a lonely place to be
Your picture sits up on the shelf
(It's) Looking down on me
It's black and white just like the truth
That lonely is a lonely place to be
I live behind these four old walls
They're filled with memories
Oh I'll go on but this I know
Lonely is a lonely place to be
Universal
Artist(s): Geoff Pinckney
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Writer(s):
Geoff Pinckney (PRS) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative, Alternative Rock, Electronica, Electronica Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Techno
Keywords:
Action, Aggressive, Cars, City, Club, Control, Dark, Digital, Dramatic, Drugs, Energy, Euro, Exercise, Fashion, Gloomy, Industrious, Intense, Moody, Motorcycles, Mysterious, Paranoid, Promo, Provocative, Red Carpet, Style, Tense, Theatrical, Tough, Trailer, Underground, Video Game
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Synthesizer
BPM:
118
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Universal
Universal
You're in search of something
It's all a game to you
You never looked in the right places
That don't appeal to you
No one to blame
No one to listen
No one to offend
If you don't speak the truth
Chorus
It's all about you, yeh
It's universal
It's all around you as you'll discover
It's all about you
You're in love with something
Another day for you
You looked into their worn out faces
And you can feel it too
Nothing is too bright
Everything glistens
I'm calling you to me
So you can hear the truth
Your Caboose
Artist(s): Kelly Pardekooper
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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, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock, Singer Songwriter
Keywords:
Back Porch, Bar, Blue Collar, Bluesy, Boxcar, Countryside, Down Home, Drifter, Drifting, Drinking, Dust Bowl, Evil, Farm, Heartland, Hobo, Introspective, Mean, Mid West, Railroad, Relationship, Roadhouse, Rough, Searching, Seedy, Southern, Story Teller, Struggle, Swamp, Trailer Park, Trailer Trash, Train, Trouble, Whiskey, Working Man
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
121
Key:
D
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Your Caboose
You say I'm lazy and you say I'm slow
You talk to me with words you know that I won't know
You're so lovely darling, but you're so cruel
Parade me around this town
Your private king of fools
That's just how it's supposed to be
That's just how it's supposed to be
So take me with you darling, you've got to choose
If you don't want me you can always cut me loose
You're so lovely darling, but you're so cruel
Lets go dancing out on your caboose
That's just how it's supposed to be
That's just how it's supposed to be
Long White Dress
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, Memphis, 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
BPM:
122
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Long White Dress
Long White Dress
Come on back from Memphis, come on back to me I know it's too cold way up north but it's where I'm supposed to be I said now come on darling, come back to your man I said no long white dress is gonna make you understand
Come on back now darling, come on back to me Get right on that midnight train, from Memphis, Tennessee I said I know that you're out there looking for some higher ground But if your momma hasn't taught you girl you should of learned a bit by now
Don't wait 'til tomorrow, I need you today The telephone's been a ringing girl but I can't hear what you say I said I know that you're out there looking for a little more And if you don't come around I'm gonna camp right outside your door
Come on back from Memphis, come on back to me I know it's too cold way up north but it's where I'm supposed to be I said now come on darling, come back to your man I said no long white dress is gonna make you understand
To The Dirt
Artist(s): Marc Blackwell
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Writer(s):
Dean Brantley Taylor (ASCAP) 40% / Marc David Blackwell (ASCAP) 60%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative Rock, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Ancient, Cool, Danger, Death, Defeat, Eerie, Failure, Forest, Ghostly, Graveyard, Gritty, Haunting, Mysterious, Ominous, Spooky, Tough, Trouble
Instruments:
Bass Guitar, Cowbell, Drums, Electric Guitar, Flute, Harp, Synth, Synth Bass, Tambourine
Year Recorded:
2021
BPM:
88
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
To The Dirt
TO THE DIRT
VERSE 1
It all went bad, I'm way far off track
Burning bridges behind, it's turning black
Stumble and crawl, forced down this dark path
Leave it all, it's gone, I can't go back
CHORUS 1
To the dirt where they bury dreams
Over rocks past haunted trees
On my bloody hands and battered knees
To the dirt where they bury dreams
To the dirt where nothing leaves
Forever the future sleeps down deep
To the dirt, to the dirt, to the dirt where they bury dreams
To the dirt, to the dirt, to the dirt where they bury dreams
VERSE 2
I took my chance, I took off too high
On a wing made of stone, I could not fly
Falling from grace, I took a hard dive
Crashing down so fast, I'm dead this time
CHORUS 1
BRIDGE
There ain't no grass by the dry lakebed
The only water here is my tears and sweat
Headed to my final place of rest
CHORUS 2
To the dirt where they bury dreams
Over rocks past haunted trees
On my bloody hands and battered knees
To the dirt where they bury dreams
To the dirt where nothing leaves
Forever the secrets keep down deep
To the dirt, to the dirt, to the dirt where they bury dreams
To the dirt, to the dirt, to the dirt where they bury dreams
OUTRO
To the dirt where they bury dreams
To the dirt where they bury dreams
1155
Artist(s): Matisse Tsoy (feat. Cory V)
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Writer(s):
Cory John Vienneau (BMI) 50% / Matthew Paul Tsoy (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 50% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Trap
Keywords:
Bold, Cool, Dark, Depression, Eerie, Emotional, Foggy, Heavy Bass, Intense, Introspective, Loneliness, Lost In Thought, Melancholy, Mental Illness, Mysterious, Outer Space, Sadness, Sci Fi, Spacey, Struggle, Suicidal, Swagger, Tired
Instruments:
808 Bass, Choir Pads, Drums, Electric Guitar, Strings, Synth
Year Recorded:
2021
BPM:
160
Key:
Bm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
1155
1155
CHORUS
My mind took my life at 5 until midnight cuz I couldn't sort it out
I'm living the high life, thinking of suicide
In time I'ma sort it out
But I don't wanna say there's nothing
No I don't wanna say there's nothing at all
All I know is I believe in nothing at the end of this life
I ain't nothing yet
VERSE 1
Why do all my thoughts gotta be loud
Still feel like I cannot speak out
I just wanna rest, get sleep now
Finally know how to turn off the sound
Ain't no coming back, my mind made
Know I gotta follow through now
Ain't no coming back, my mind made
I see just what I gotta do
CHORUS
VERSE 2
That ain't what I need, that ain't what I need
I just need a little peace
So who gon' save me from myself
Ain't no coming back, my mind made
Know I gotta follow through now
Ain't no coming back, my mind made
I see just what I gotta do
BRIDGE
I'm kicking myself every day for all the things I ain't done yet
My motivation's lost its way, I fade off into the sunset
But I don't wanna say there's nothing
No I don't wanna say there's nothing at all
All I know is I believe in nothing at the end of this life
I ain't nothing yet
CHORUS
OUTRO
I'm kicking myself every day for all the things I ain't done yet
My motivation's lost its way, I fade off into the sunset
I'm kicking myself every day for all the things I ain't done yet
My motivation's lost its way, I fade off into the sunset
When You Light The Match
Artist(s): Marc Blackwell
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Writer(s):
Dean Brantley Taylor (ASCAP) 35% / Marc David Blackwell (ASCAP) 65%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
Americana, Country Rock, Female Vocal, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Western
Keywords:
Blood, Burning, Cowboy, Dangerous, Diner, Dive Bar, Drifter, Escaping, Excitement, Explosive, Fire, Flame, Flying, Jukebox, Leaving Town, Leaving the Past, Moving Forward, Nuclear, Outlaw, Passion, Roadhouse, Rocket, Throwback Feel, Together, Tongue in Cheek, Trouble, Truck Stop, Trucker, Vagabond
Instruments:
Acoustic Bass, Acoustic Guitar, Baritone Guitar, Drums, Piano, Steel Guitar, Tambourine
Year Recorded:
2020
BPM:
144
Key:
A
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
When You Light The Match
WHEN YOU LIGHT THE MATCH
VERSE 1
I'm all nitro, mixing with gasoline
Ignite me, spark me, my fuel is clean
That big old road right there in front of me
Well let's get on out and let's go
Places far and high, never running low
Ride while we're hot, taking our best shot
CHORUS 1
My blood burns, burns, burns when you light the match
I breathe fire, fire, fire when you light the match
We take off, we don't come back
When you, when you, when you light the match
VERSE 2
We're like nuclear fission in a slipstream
Energized rocket in a booming dream
Our flame it never goes out, we'll see
Well let's leave this ground and let's fly
Mountains down below, we'll be getting high
Start never stop, take it off the top
CHORUS 1
CHORUS 2
My blood burns when you light the match
I breathe fire when you light the match
We take off, we're never coming back
When you, when you, when you light the match
When you, when you, when you light the match
When you, when you, when you light the match
Tired Ole Soul
Artist(s): Chase Perryman and the People Familiar with the Situation
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Writer(s):
Melvin Chase Perryman (ASCAP) 50% / Stephen R. Wells (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 50%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
Alternative Country, Gothic Country, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Outlaw Country, Southern Gothic
Keywords:
Back Road, Bluesy, Consequences, Down And Out, Feeling Trapped, Forlorn, Highway, Hopeless, Life Lessons, Melancholy, Mistakes, Mournful, On The Road, Outlaw, Rambler, Raw, Regret, Roadhouse, Sad, Shame, Sinners, Somber, Struggles, Swampy, Twangy, Weary
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Drums, Electric Bass, Electric Guitars, Percussion, Synth
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
85
Key:
E
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Tired Ole Soul
TIRED OLE SOUL
VERSE 1
I was born in a hurricane
Momma told the preacher
Take away his pain
There's a hole in this heart of mine
Where the warmer light
Doesn't dare to shine
CHORUS
I'm a tired, old soul
When you been everywhere
You go nowhere left to go
VERSE 2
I was five when my momma died
Daddy asked the teacher
Have patience with my child
But I was already lost by then
Speaking to the darkness
My only friend
CHORUS
VERSE 3
I was killing by the age of ten
Had to ask the preacher
Wash away my sins
But there's a stain on this soul of mine
No amount of praying
Will save me from my crimes
CHORUS 2
I'm a tired, old soul
When you been everywhere, everywhere
you been everywhere
You go nowhere left to go
Tired old soul
Like A God And Goddess
Artist(s): Marc Blackwell
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Writer(s):
Dean Brantley Taylor (ASCAP) 40% / Marc David Blackwell (ASCAP) 60%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1980s, Art Pop, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Creepy, Dark, Despair, Desperation, Dramatic, Eerie, Emotional, Epic, Epic Imagery, Fear, Forlorn, Garden Of Eden, Gothic, Half-Time Feel, Haunting, Heaven On Earth, Help, Hold On, Hope, Longing, Lost, Moody, Mythical Poetry, Need To Be Saved, Night, Ominous, Passion, Pensive, Rescue, Searching, Sinister, Survival, Utopia, Weary, Yearning
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Electric Piano, Tambourine, Tubular Bells
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
110
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Like A God And Goddess
LIKE A GOD AND GODDESS
VERSE 1
I've heard of a place far away
They say it's lit by heaven's grace
Across a bad land, devil days
Take my hand, hold it tight
We'll be chased through the dark night
Through the mud, through the fight
PRE-CHORUS
To the garden, to the bliss
Where the angels grant your wish
CHORUS
To live like a god and goddess
Paradise is the promise
To live like a god and goddess
A feast, no one can stop it
To live like a god and goddess
VERSE 2
I'll feed you the grapes, wine and cake
Pressed to your lips, the sweetest taste
It's worth the hard fought, battle days
Take our chance, go tonight
Hell-hound race to the white light
Through the howl, through the cries
PRE-CHORUS
CHORUS (2X)
Holy Water
Artist(s): Josh Mack
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Writer(s):
Brian Joshua Mack (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative Rock, Gothic Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Bleak, Brooding, Dark, Edgy, Eerie, Epic Imagery, Gloomy, Gothic, Gritty, Haunting, Heavy, Impending, Mysterious, Mythical Poetry, Nocturnal, Ominous, Rebirth, Reverb, Roadhouse, Trippy
Instruments:
Drums, Electric Bass, Electric Guitar, Male Chant, Shakers, Synth
Year Recorded:
2017
BPM:
80
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Holy Water
HOLY WATER
VERSE 1
I've been drinking holy water
Given to me by the father
REFRAIN
Angel of the rain
Come and wash me clean
I've been on the path to find the flower
VERSE 2
Now the sleeper has awoken
And the curse has been broken
REFRAIN
VERSE 3
I can feel the tide is turning
I can feel my body burning
REFRAIN
Ghost Of John
Artist(s): Josh Mack
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Writer(s):
Brian Joshua Mack (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative Americana, Alternative Rock, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Southern Gothic
Keywords:
Bleak, Dark, Death, Doom And Gloom, Eerie, Folkloric, Foreboding, Gloomy, Gothic, Gritty, Haunting, Melancholy, Moody, Murky, Nocturnal, Ominous, Reverb, Somber
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Drums, Electric Bass, Electric Guitar, Synths
Year Recorded:
2017
BPM:
67
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Ghost Of John
GHOST OF JOHN
VERSE 1
Have you heard the Ghost of John
Long white bones with the skin all gone
Working all day Working all night
To satisfy the need
I took him down to the riverside
Broke his bones but healed his mind
Working all day Working all night
Left right left right
CHORUS
Speaking life into the choir
Fan the flame higher and higher
Soldier march in the night
Left right left right
Left right left right
Left right left right
VERSE 2
Watch the farmer sow the seed
reap the harvest fill the need
lead the people with your hands
to the promised promised land
Don't you know you're not alone
I have come to take you home
Working all day working all night
Left right, left right
CHORUS
BRIDGE
Have you heard the Ghost of John
Long white bones with the skin all gone
Working all day, Working all night
Left right, left right
CHORUS
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