Tracks Similar To That Train
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
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...
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
Every Pretty Flower
Artist(s): Paul Otten
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Writer(s):
Paul Christopher Otten (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative, Alternative Country, Alternative Rock, Americana, Country, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, Singer Songwriter
Keywords:
Alcohol, Ambient, Back Porch, Bar, Bayou, Beauty, Blue Collar, Bluesy, Dark, Depression, Dirty, Drifter, Drifting, Drinking, Dust Bowl, Gritty, Heartland, Hobo, Homeless, Intimate, Introspective, Louisiana, Love, Mid West, Moody, Railroad, Relationship, Roadhouse, Rootsy, Rough, Searching, Seedy, Sexy, Southern, Struggle, Sultry, Swampy, Tired, Vagabond, Whiskey, Working Man
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Percussion, Piano
BPM:
110
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Every Pretty Flower
Love exploding in brilliance
Like bombs bursting in my chest
And every pretty flower pales to you
Boom boom goes my heart love
And you, you were the first spark
Now every pretty flower pales to you
How long, how long 'til I burst dear
The match has been struck
The wick's running out
The sirens they blow
My heart pounds and pounds love
La da da da da
Now every pretty flower pales
Yes every pretty flower pales
Every pretty flower pales to you
La da da da da
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
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
Draw The Line
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, Female Vocal, Folk, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock, Singer Songwriter
Keywords:
Alcohol, Assurance, Back Porch, Bar, Blue Collar, Countryside, Down Home, Dreamy, Drifter, Heartland, Hobo, Intimate, Introspective, Lost, Love, Marriage, Midwest, Partner, Railroad, Relationship, Roadhouse, Romantic, Rough, Searching, Seedy, Sincere, Soulful, Southern, Support, Swamp, Sweet, Together, Whiskey, Working Man
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Organ
BPM:
117
Key:
D
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Draw The Line
Well I don't know how to look, and I don't know how to be
But my knees go to quaking when her eyes are on me
Though I know this can't be right, heaven knows that I can't hide
From these thoughts of her that keep running through my mind
She just says darlin' don't you worry, you're doing just fine
And we'll know when and where to draw the line
So the music just keeps playing, but things aren't quite the way they seem
I lost myself there somewhere in between
Now I don't know where to go, and I don't know what to say
I conquer my fear then my tongue gets in the way
And maybe it's bad timing, we'll write it off to twist of fate
But once she's in your mind man it's too late
She just says darlin' don't you worry, you're doing just fine
And we'll know when and where to draw the line
So that music just keeps playing, but things aren't quite the way they seem
I lost myself there somewhere in between
Well I don't know how to look, and I don't know how to be
But my knees go to quaking when her eyes are on me
Though I know this can't be right, heaven knows that I can't hide
From these thoughts of her that keep running through my mind
She just says darlin' don't you worry, you're doing just fine
And we'll know when and where to draw the line
So that music just keeps playing, but things aren't quite the way they seem
I lost myself there somewhere in between
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
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 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
Railroad Train
Artist(s): 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:
1930s, 1940s, 1950s, 1960s, Americana, Country, Folk, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Vintage Masters, Western
Keywords:
Americana, Coming Home, Cowboy, Down Home, Earthy, Folky, Freewheeling, Kentucky, Louisiana, On The Road, Railroad, Retro, Road, Roots, South, Southern, Story Telling, Tennessee, Traditional, Train, Travel, Vintage
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Dobro, Drums, Guitar, Harmonica, Pedal Steel Guitar
BPM:
88
Key:
G
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Railroad Train
Well this life we live is like a railroad train
This life we live is like a railroad train
Just keep 'er on the tracks We're comin' round the bend
Woo hoo ridin' on this train
Mr. Engineer hold the throttle safe
As we go ridin' on this train
Keep on a stokin' that coal we ride this train
Doncha hear that whistle blow we ride this train
The conductor's on the line we're runnin' right on time
Woo hoo ridin' on this train
Mr. Engineer hold the throttle safe
As we go ridin' on this train
We been to Louisiana rollin thru to Alabama We ride this train
Headin' for Kentucky rollin right through Tennessee We ride this train
Thru wind & thru the rain and whatever comes our way
Woo hoo ridin' on this train
Mr. Engineer hold the throttle safe
As we go ridin' on this train
Lost
Artist(s): G. Burton
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Writer(s):
Gregory Burton (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Singer Songwriter
Subcategories:
Alt Country, Alternative Country, Americana, Country Folk, Folk, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Singer Songwriter
Keywords:
Acoustic Sound, Bar, Carefree, Contentment, Country Road, Countryside, Emotional, Heartfelt, Heartwarming, Journey, Love, Mellow, New Love, Organic, Peaceful, Relationship, Road Trip, Roadhouse, Romantic Relationships, Sincere, Sweet, Train, Travel, Truck Stop
Instruments:
Acoustic Bass, Acoustic Guitar, Electric Slide Guitar, Shaker, Snare Drum
BPM:
72
Key:
A
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Lost
It's not time yet to count the hours
We've only started to smell the flowers
That line the roads
That we've never gone
Were not very far along
c-
O baby don't get me too lost
That I can't find my way home
O baby try at every cost
We're not very far along
You're a good one to run the river with
Holdin' my hand at ever turn
Reminding me of the things I forgot
And the things I still have to learn
c-
O baby don't get me too lost
That I can't find my way home
O baby try at every cost
We're not very far along
Repeat chorus-
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
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
Take Me 2 My Home
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, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Singer Songwriter
Keywords:
Alcohol, Back Porch, Bar, Bayou, Blue Collar, Bluesy, Countryside, Dark, Depression, Disappointment, Down Home, Drifter, Drifting, Drinking, Dust Bowl, Explicit Lyrics, Farm, Fields, Heartland, Hobo, Home, 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:
82
Key:
F♯m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Take Me 2 My Home
Take Me 2 My Home
Out here in the country, we don't got much to do
And I don't have much ambition, I'd rather lie here with you
No I don't like the city, the bright lights don't appeal
They all tend to smell shitty, nothing like a green field
Take me to my home,
Take me to my home
You know we're all alone, so get yourself off of roam
And take me to my home
And I won't stand on tradition
I know that nothing can last
Still too young for nostalgia, I won't live in the past
There ain't nothing before here and there ain't nothing behind
I'm right here in this moment, staring it down, taking my sweet time
Take me to my home,
Take me to my home
You know we're all alone, so get yourself off of roam
And take me to my home
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
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...
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
Together
Artist(s): Chase Perryman and the People Familiar with the Situation
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Writer(s):
Brandon Allen Matias (ASCAP) 50% / Melvin Chase Perryman (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Singer Songwriter
Subcategories:
Alternative Folk, Folk Rock, Indie Singer Songwriter, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Singer Songwriter
Keywords:
Bonding, Caring, Commitment, Companionship, Contemporary, Content, Couple, Dedication, Emotional, Engagement, Eternal, Family, Friend, Friendship, Happy, Heartfelt, Highway, Hopeful, Intimate, Journey, Love, Marriage, Passion, Positive, Relationship, Ring, Road Trip, Romantic, Soft, Support, Sweet, Tender, Together, Travel, Upbeat
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Cello, Drums, Guitar, Piano, Shaker, Strings, Tambourine
BPM:
102
Key:
C
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Together
I know you like your coffee black
And I like you just the way you are
I carry you across the railroad tracks
To keep your high heels safe from the cracks
As you smile across the table
I'll be your man if I'm able and
Together, we will be
Stronger than ever
Together, we will be
The happiest you and me
You look good in every photograph
And I like the way you smile when you laugh and
These moments always take me back
And you know the right thing to say when I'm sad
You're the first thing I see when I wake
I'll be here for whatever it takes and
Together, we will be
Stronger than ever
Together, we will be
The happiest you and me
I'll carry your little hand iin mine
Everything will work out fine
We might face some stormy weather
But at least we'll do it together
Together, we will be
Stronger than ever
Together, we will be
The happiest you and me
Down The Road Of Life
Artist(s): John Salaway
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Writer(s):
John Salaway (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, Alternative Rock, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Singer Songwriter
Keywords:
Advice, Airy, Alone, Bar, Contemplative, Cruising, Drugs, Emotional, Feel Good, Graduation, Guardian, Harmonies, Highway, Introspective, Journey, Laid Back, Life, Mellow, Metaphor, Moody, Parent, Path, Perseverance, Realization, Reflective, Retro, Road, Roots, Southern, Throwback, Travel, Warm, Wisdom
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Slide Guitar
BPM:
80
Key:
A
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Down The Road Of Life
I know that you're getting sick of this place
so tired of doors closing in your face again, my friend
but you can't let yesterday's news
turn itself right into every day blues, my friend
Sometimes life can seem so hard
but it doesn't have to be so hard
CHORUS:
Travel down the road of life
many things can go wrong
many things can be right
but you don't always have to
put up a fight
cause the best things will come
just when the timing is right
Don't let your mind get carried away
Don't Let your thoughts ruin your day again...
When you feel like you need relief
just remind yourself all you gotta do is breathe
Sometimes things can bring you down
but you can turn it all around
CHORUS
Don't hold on too tight
Least I'm Not Alone
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, Alternative Country, Alternative Rock, Americana, Blues, Blues Rock, Country, Folk, Indie Rock, Indie Singer Songwriter, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Bar, Blue Collar, Countryside, Down Home, Drifter, Drinking, Heartland, Introspective, Mid West, Nebraska, Railroad, Reflective, Roadhouse, Rough, Searching, Seedy, Southern, Spanish Flavor, Story Tellers, Swampy, Trailer Park, Trailer Trash, Train Beat, Vagabond, Whiskey, Working Man
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Pedal Steel Guitar
Year Recorded:
2016
BPM:
95
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Least I'm Not Alone
So I jumped off here distally
There's nothing like the harmony
of knowing that the farthest point of origin will protect me
From all the empty promises
All the things that speak to me
and it's OK if I just stay at home
At least I'm not alone
At least I'm not alone
And I don't mind if you're not really here
I know it's truncated but clear
for all the world see
That you're here staring back at me
Hoping for some lateral device to pull the covers from my eyes
'Cause all these layers come and go
At least I'm not alone
At least I'm not alone
And night time's when it all starts getting strange
Wish I could simple rearrange that little part of me that lusts for the lobotomy
I need a little talking to and that's the door that you come through
To keep this boy from sinking like a stone
At least I'm not alone
At least I'm not alone
And I don't mind if you're not really here
I know you're nothing I should fear.
The world don't have to see that you're here standing next to me
'Cause I jumped off here distally
and there's nothing like the harmony of all these layers singing me back home
At least I'm not alone
At least I'm not alone
At least I'm not alone
At least I'm not alone
Ain't Gonna Back Away
Artist(s): Josh Coleman & Paul Otten
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Writer(s):
Joshua Coleman (BMI) 50% / Thomas Cramer (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Blues
Subcategories:
Alternative Country, Alternative Rock, Americana, Blues Rock, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Assertive, Backwoods, Bar, Bayou, Bold, Confident, Criminal, Desperate, Escape, Face Off, Fed Up, Fighting, Free, Fugitive, Ghost Town, Grit, Gritty, Independent, Lone, Murder, On The Lam, Outlaw, Railroad, Raw, Roadhouse, Rough, Rugged, South, Southern, Struggle, Swampy, The Law, Tough, Truck Stop
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Slide Guitar
BPM:
131
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Ain't Gonna Back Away
Another man mighta run
Grabbed his bags, sold his gun
Backed away - said he's done
Me I'll stand my ground
Yeah I'll stand my ground
CHORUS:
Come with a sawed off
Better get your shot off before i do
Tell them others go ahead make your move
When it's time I hope you still know how to pray
Cause I won't back away
Ain't gonna back away
Watch the earth take another turn
Watch some folks, how they never learn
Dusk to dawn, eye for an eye
Won't be the one to die
Ain't gonna die
CHORUS
Ain't gonna back away
Ain't gonna back away
Ain't gonna back away
Ain't gonna back away
Ain't gonna back away
Where Do I Go From Here
Artist(s): Paul Otten
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Writer(s):
Paul Otten (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Blues
Subcategories:
Folk, Indie Folk, Indie Singer Songwriter, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Aftermath, Bar, Barren, Conflict, Desert, Desperate, Down And Out, Forgiveness, Gritty, Guns, Intimate, Introspective, Justice, Melancholy, Mercy, Pleading, Reflection, Regret, Sad, South, Struggle
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Electric Piano, Harmonica, Organ, Percussion
BPM:
113
Key:
Fm
Tempo:
Slow/Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Where Do I Go From Here
There is no good answer
There's no cure
When every aching bone is screaming out
Standing in the rubble of this house
Left with only a head full of doubt
And the past is just a ghost to me now
And the past is gone and nowhere to be found
CHORUS
Where do I go
Where do I go from here
Where do I go
Where do I go from here
Where do I go
Where do I go from here
Everyone's a stranger in this place
Where nothing seems to make sense anymore
Hope is buried under six feet deep
And taking with it all that's come before
And the past is just a ghost to me now
And the past is gone and nowhere to be found
CHORUS
And the past is just a ghost to me now
And the past is just a ghost to me now
Poetic Justice
Artist(s): Paul Otten
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Writer(s):
Paul Otten (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Blues
Subcategories:
Folk, Indie Folk, Indie Singer Songwriter, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Aftermath, Bar, Barren, Conflict, Desert, Desperate, Down And Out, Forgiveness, Gritty, Guns, Introspective, Justice, Pleading, Porch, Reflection, Regret, Sheriff, South, Struggle
Instruments:
Accordion, Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Harmonica, Percussion, Piano
BPM:
43
Key:
C
Tempo:
Slow/Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Poetic Justice
So here i am
I've got an empty gun
And nothing can save me now
A dead end
Traded my should for a joy ride
Now my road has run out
My road has run out
CHORUS:
Poetic
Poetic justice has finally come
Poetic
Poetic justice oh what have I done
My day of reckoning has begun
My blind luck
I let it lead me far too long
Down to the bottom
And this bone dry cup
It used to take my pain away
Now it's just another battle
Just another battle
CHORUS
Oh lord did I think
I could outrun my past
I could bury it all
But my past it seems
Was waiting in the wings
Oh lord have mercy on my soul
CHORUS
So here i am
I've got an empty gun
And nothing can save me now
Banks Of The Ohio
Artist(s): Paul Otten
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Arranger(s):
Paul Otten (BMI) 100%
Original Composer:
Traditional (Public Domain)
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Blues
Subcategories:
Alternative Country, Americana, Indie Folk, Instrumental, Male Vocal, PD, Public Domain, Public Domain (PD), Traditional
Keywords:
Dark, Dead, Death, Dissolution, Dread, End, Grim, Intimate, Melancholy, Midwest, Moody, Murder Ballad, PD, Raw, Rejection, Reverb, River, Sad, Sorrow, Tragic
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Banjo, Bass, Dobro, Drums, Electric Piano, Mellotron, Percussion, Slide Guitar
BPM:
65
Key:
E
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Banks Of The Ohio
I asked my love to take a walk
Just a little ways with me
And as we walked and we would talk
All about our wedding day
CHORUS
Darling say that you'll be mine
In our home we'll happy be
Down beside where the waters flow
On the banks of the Ohio
I took her by her pretty white hand
I let her down that bank of sand
I pushed her in where she would drown
Lord, I saw her as she floated down
CHORUS
Returning home about twelve or one
Thinking "Lord, what a deed I've done?"
I killed the girl I love, you see
Because she would not marry me
CHORUS
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