Tracks Similar To Forty Years Down The Road
A Bridge That Won't Burn
Artist(s): Jesse Turnbow
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Writer(s):
Jesse Turnbow (ASCAP) 50% / Robert McGilpin (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
1990s, Ballad, Country, Folk, Male Vocal, Western
Keywords:
Alone, Drinking Alone, Emotional, Forlorn, Heartbreak, Heartfelt, Heartland, Hope, Introspective, Last Call, Late Night, Lessons Learned, Lonesome, Loss, Lost Love, Reflective, Regret, Reminiscent, Sadness, Slow Dance, Tearjerker, Thoughtful, Traditional, Waltz
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Piano
Year Recorded:
1992
BPM:
120
Key:
E
Tempo:
Slow/Downtempo
Time Signature:
3/4
Lyrics:
A Bridge That Won't Burn
WHEN LOVE LEAVES YOU STRANDED
AT THE END OF THE LINE
YOUR HEART BREAKS THE SILENCE
YOU CAN'T HELP FROM CRYIN'
YOU KEEP HOPING SHE'LL COME BACK
BUT SHE NEVER RETURNS
YOU'RE ALONE ON THE EDGE
OF A BRIDGE THAT WON'T BURN
YOU STARE THROUGH THE DARKNESS
AND OLD MEMORIES RUSH IN
LIKE A GHOST SHE STILL HAUNTS YOU
AND THE HURT NEVER ENDS
YOU TRY TO FORGET HER
IT'S A HARD LESSON LEARNED
YOU'RE STANDING THERE WAITING
ON A BRIDGE THAT WON'T BURN
YOU PRAY FOR FORGIVENESS
THAT SHE'LL UNDERSTAND
HER KNIGHT IN SHINING ARMOR
WAS ONLY A MAN
STILL TIME KEEPS ON PASSING
THERE'S CAUSE FOR CONCERN
YOU'LL WAIT THERE FOREVER
ON A BRIDGE THAT WON'T BURN
YOU PRAY FOR FORGIVENESS
THAT SHE'LL UNDERSTAND
HER KNIGHT IN SHINING ARMOR
WAS ONLY A MAN
YOU HOLD ON JUST HOPING
SOMEDAY SHE'LL RETURN
AND WALK BACK ACROSS
A BRIDGE THAT WON'T BURN
YEAH, SHE'LL WALK BACK ACROSS
A BRIDGE THAT WON'T BURN
Our Love Is Home
Artist(s): Paul Otten
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Paul Christopher Otten (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Folk, Indie, Indie College Radio, Indie Rock, Indie Singer Songwriter, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Moods Hopeful, Singer Songwriter
Keywords:
Appreciative, Cafe, Change, Coffee House, Contemplative, Emotional, Family, Heartwarming, Hopeful, Inspirational, Introspective, Love, Positive, Relationships, Road Trip, Romantic, Stripped Down, Upbeat, Uplifting, Wake Up
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Hand Claps, Tambourine, Whistling
BPM:
115
Key:
Bm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Our Love Is Home
TUCKED INSIDE THE WALLS OF OUR BOND
RUNNING THROUGH THE DEPTHS OF OUR LOVE
EVERY SINGLE MOMENT OF US
SEWN ONTO THE FRONT OF OUR HEARTS
IT WILL ALWAYS BEAT AS ONE
NO MATTER WHERE WE ARE
EVEN AT THE FAR END OF FAR AWAY
CHORUS:
OUR LOVE IS HOME
WHEREVER WE DECIDE TO ROAM
ON ANY CORNER OF THE GLOBE
OUR LOVE IS HOME
ROLLER COASTER RIDING THROUGH LIFE
WEATHERING THE TEMPER OF TIME
CARVED INTO THE BARK OF OLD PINES
WHISPERS OF OUR NAME IN WIND CHIMES
WE WILL ALWAYS BLEED AS ONE
NO MATTER WHERE WE ARE
EVEN AT THE FAR END OF FAR AWAY
CHORUS
BRIDGE:
OUR BRANCHES EXTEND FROM ONE SEED
HIGH IN THE SKY
BUT NEVER OUT OF REACH
CHORUS"
Sometimes
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, Americana, Ballad, Country, Folk, Male Vocal, Rock, Singer Songwriter
Keywords:
Alcohol, Back Porch, Bar, Bayou, Blue Collar, Bluesy, Dark, Depression, Down Home, Drifter, Drifting, Drinking, Dust Bowl, Heartland, Hobo, Intimate, Introspective, Louisiana, Mid West, Moody, Railroad, Roadhouse, Rough, Searching, Seedy, Southern, Story Tellers, Struggle, Swamp, Tired, Vagabond, Whiskey, Working Man
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
114
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Sometimes
Sometimes
Is it all that you wanted? Is it all that you deserve?
'Cause you're not newly broken hearted, funny how it still hurts
I'd like to see you if you come back around
I'd like to see you show yourself in town
I'd like to see you sometime sometime
Do you go back to those pastures? Where you first gave it away?
Do you paint your disappointment? Are you gonna make it pay?
I'd like to see you if you come back around
I'd like to see you show your stuff in town
I'd like to see you sometime sometime
I don't know what you're thinking. I don't know where you go
It's not my fault, it's not my problem, but I wanted you to know
I still miss you sometimes sometimes
I'd like to see you sometime sometime
Pray For Rain
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, Ballad, Country, Folk, Male Vocal, Rock, Singer Songwriter
Keywords:
Alcohol, Back Porch, Bar, Bayou, Blue Collar, Bluesy, Dark, Depression, Down Home, Drinking, Dust Bowl, Heartland, Hobo, Intimate, Introspective, Louisiana, Mid West, Moody, Railroad, Roadhouse, Rough, Searching, Seedy, Story Tellers, Struggle, Swamp, Tired, Vagabond, Whiskey, Working Man
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums
BPM:
119
Key:
E
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Pray For Rain
Pray For Rain
I know a man
His name is John
He works hard and he works long
He gets up early every day
Tends the cattle and he hauls the hay
Goes to church most every Sunday
On the same pews where his Daddy prayed
He gets down on his knees
And Lord he prays, Lord he prays
He prays for rain
'Cause it's been dry, most every day
Of this long summer and Lord there's been pain
All through this valley and on our plain
His wife is angry cause the bills aren't paid
So he walk down to his dried out river bed
And Lord he prays, Lord he prays
He prays for rain
Lord he prays, Lord he prays
He prays for rain
Last Call
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, Male Vocal, Rock, Singer Songwriter
Keywords:
Alcohol, Back Porch, Bar, Bayou, Blue Collar, Dark, Depression, Down Home, Drinking, Dust Bowl, Heartland, Intimate, Introspective, Louisiana, Mid West, Moody, Roadhouse, Rough, Searching, Seedy, Story Tellers, Struggle, Swamp, Tired, Vagabond, Whiskey, Working Man
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar
BPM:
118
Key:
D
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Last Call
Last Call
What went wrong with your Rock-n-Roll? Did it tear you down? Take a toll?
The neon girls and the alcohol
Out all night
Last call
Yeah she's the prettiest girl in town, but she always runs you down, late at night when you're not around.
And she's got the tattooed ankle, she's got the tattooed ass, she's always laughing, Lord I think she's on the grass.
But what went wrong with your Rock-n-Roll? Did she take your heart? Did you lose control?
'Cause I remember those nights, with you under the lights, you tore our hearts out and you laughed with delight.
With your sweat running down, cigarette butts on the ground, you were magic when you moved to the sound.
Now you just hide yourself away, with nothing new to say, you leave us hanging with these whiskey clichés.
And that's the worst way to be, 'cause everyday it's all we see, while we're swimming 'round in mediocrity.
But I remember those nights, with you under the lights, yeah you were smiling you can't deny you had it right.
Crazy dancing all around, the chaos coming down, yeah you were magic when we moved to the sound.
So what went wrong with your Rock-n-Roll? Did it tear you down? Take a toll?
Johnson County Snow
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, Ballad, Country, Female Vocal, Folk, 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, Iowa, 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, Wurlitzer Electric Piano
BPM:
123
Key:
G
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Johnson County Snow
Johnson County Snow
She got older, and you can't hold her Her higher calling takes her slowly out the door To some oasis, where you can't follow You're just a shadow of the man she knew before
She said she'd write soon, when she got settled Like the lovers who pretend they'll stay good friends The smell is fading from the pillow The dying flowers that you don't know where to send
Lay down, Lay down
So come on back stage, amongst the ashtrays I'm sure you'll finds somewhere to sleep now Clementine The phone's a ringing, come early morning You best be running now to make it out on time
Lay down, Lay down
Come back someday, and we'll go driving Out to Solon, where we blew out long ago You'll be laughing and I'll be older Still contented in this Johnson County Snow
Lay down, Lay down
Grandma's Rosary
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, Male Vocal, Rock, Singer Songwriter
Keywords:
Alcohol, Back Porch, Bar, Bayou, Blue Collar, Dark, Death, Depression, Down Home, Drinking, Dust Bowl, Dying, Family, Grandma, Heartland, Intimate, Introspective, Louisiana, Mid West, Moody, Roadhouse, Rough, Searching, Seedy, Story Tellers, Struggle, Swamp, Tired, Vagabond, Whiskey, Working Man
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar
BPM:
131
Key:
A♯m/B♭m
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Grandma's Rosary
Grandma's Rosary
I want to see my grandma's rosary
All day in hot sun with more work that's never done
And if I take her to Union Hill
She could walk up and pay her bill
She might come in a little lean
But those eyes would still be green
I want to see my grandma's wounded knees
Every day bar none, more working that's never done
And if I take her to Union Hill
She could walk up and pay her bill
She might come in a little lean
But those eyes would still be green
Yeah those eyes would still be green
I want to see my grandma's rosary...
The Golden Years
Artist(s): Bob McGilpin
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Writer(s):
Jesse Turnbow (ASCAP) 50% / Robert McGilpin (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
1970s, 1990s, Adult Contemporary, Ballad, Country, Easy Listening, Folk, Male Vocal, Pop, Singer Songwriter, Soft Rock
Keywords:
AM Gold, Commitment, Devotion, Dreams, Emotional, Eternity, Forever Love, Hand In Hand, Happiness, Heartfelt, Heartland, Hope, Introspective, Life, Love, Melancholy, New Beginning, Now and Forever, Old Age, Peace, Romance, Sincere, Strength, Tenderness, Thoughtful, Togetherness, Youth
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Piano, Strings
Year Recorded:
1993
BPM:
95
Key:
E
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
The Golden Years
WHEN WE MET
MY WORLD CHANGED
THE SUN STARTED SHINNING
GONE WAS THE RAIN
I ASKED YOU
YOU SAID YES
FROM THAT MOMENT ON
I KNEW MY LIFE WOULD BE BLESSED
LET'S LIVE EACH DAY LIKE IT'S OUR LAST
IN EVERYTHING WE DO
'CAUSE NOTHING IS MORE PRECIOUS
THAN THE TIME I SPEND WITH YOU
AS WE TURN EACH PAGE MY LOVE WON'T AGE
FOREVER I'LL HOLD YOU NEAR
AND LOVE YOU RIGHT UP TO AND THROUGH
THE GOLDEN YEARS
WHEN WE'RE OLD
AND WE'RE GREY,
MY HEART WILL GO ON
LOVING YOU THE SAME WAY
I THANK GOD FOR GIVING ME
THIS LIFE WITH YOU
THAT'S ALL I'LL EVER NEED
LET'S LIVE EACH DAY LIKE IT'S OUR LAST
IN EVERYTHING WE DO
'CAUSE NOTHING IS MORE PRECIOUS
THAN THE TIME I SPEND WITH YOU
AS WE TURN EACH PAGE MY LOVE WON'T AGE
FOREVER I'LL HOLD YOU NEAR
AND LOVE YOU RIGHT UP TO AND THROUGH
THE GOLDEN YEARS
AS WE TURN EACH PAGE MY LOVE WON'T AGE
FOREVER I'LL HOLD YOU NEAR
AND LOVE YOU RIGHT UP TO AND THROUGH
THE GOLDEN YEARS
I'LL LOVE YOU RIGHT UP TO AND THROUGH
THE GOLDEN YEARS
Cowgirl Hall Of Fame
Artist(s): Jesse Turnbow
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Writer(s):
Jesse Turnbow (ASCAP) 50% / Robert McGilpin (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
1990s, Country, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rockabilly, Western
Keywords:
America, Confident, Country Girl, Cowboy, Cowgirl, Down Home, Emotional, Fire, Good Hearted Woman, Happiness, Happy, Heartfelt, Heartland, Hot, Joyful, Line Dance, Love, Playful, Relationship, Rodeo, Romance, Satisfied, Sentimental, Southern, Together, Trucks, Upbeat, Uplifting
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Piano
Year Recorded:
1993
BPM:
135
Key:
E
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Cowgirl Hall Of Fame
SHE'S MY BEAUTY QUEEN IN HER BOOTS AND BLUE JEANS
SHE'S GOT CLASS WITH A DOWN HOME STYLE
GOT MORE TO SHOW THAN A RODEO
YEH SHE DRIVES THIS COWBOY WILD
SHE CAN DO ANYTHING THAT A MAN CAN DO
SHE DOES IT AND DON'T COMPLAIN
SHE OUGHT TO BE WHERE EVERYONE CAN SEE
IN THE COWGIRL HALL OF FAME
SHE CAN COOK, SHE CAN SEW, SHE CAN RIDE AND ROPE
SHE CAN DANCE UNTIL THE COWS COME HOME
WHEN IT COMES TO LOVE, SHE'S GOT MORE THAN ENOUGH
THIS COWBOY WILL NEVER ROAM
YEH, I'M GONNA TAKE HER PICTURE AND HANG IT IN A SILVER FRAM FRAME
'CAUSE SUCH A PRETTY FACE DESERVES A PLACE
IN THE COWGIRL HALL OF FAME
FOLKS WILL COME TO TOWN FROM MILES AROUND
BUY A TICKET AND STAND IN LINE
TO SEE REBA, DOLLY AND LORETTA LYNN
AND A TRIBUTE TO PATSY CLINE
BUT THE NUMBER ONE GIRL IN THIS COWBOY'S WORLD
IS THE ONE THAT LIGHTS MY FLAME
WITH ALL THE THINGS SHE DO, I ELECTED HER TO
THE COWGIRL HALL OF FAME
SHE CAN COOK, SHE CAN SEW
SHE CAN RIDE AND ROPE
SHE CAN DANCE UNTIL THE COWS COME HOME
WHEN IT COMES TO LOVE
SHE'S GOT MORE THAN ENOUGH
THIS COWBOY WILL NEVER ROAM
YEH, I'M GONNA TAKE HER PICTURE
AND HANG IT IN A SILVER FRAME
'CAUSE SUCH A PRETTY FACE DESERVES A PLACE
IN THE COWGIRL HALL OF FAME
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
West Side
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, Male Vocal, Rock, Singer Songwriter
Keywords:
Alcohol, Back Porch, Bar, Bayou, Blue Collar, Bluesy, Dark, Depression, Down Home, Drifter, Drifting, Drinking, Dust Bowl, Heartland, Hobo, Intimate, Introspective, Louisiana, Mid West, Moody, Railroad, Roadhouse, Rough, Searching, Seedy, Soulful, Southern, Story Tellers, Struggle, Swamp, Tired, Vagabond, Whiskey, Working Man
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Pedal Steel Guitar
BPM:
111
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
West Side
West Side
I come from the west side of this sleepy little town
With a river in the middle and the water comes down brown
Now I live on the east side, it's not so different at all
The houses tend to be older here, and mine's a little small
But I got my garden on my little bit of land
With the cabbage and the rhubarb coming up through my two hands
And now a days I'm working more, I don't get downtown as much
It tends to makes me feel older than I am and a little bit out of touch
They put so many parking lots where the old buildings used to be
It's not the image that I carry from my days of being footloose and fancy free
I know I'm complaining but I always love to get back home
Having coffee with my parents in the morning is the stuff that fuels my soul
'Cause they brought me to the west side of this sleepy little town
With the river in the middle and the water comes down brown
Upside Down
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, Ballad, Country, Folk, Male Vocal, Rock, Singer Songwriter
Keywords:
Alcohol, Back Porch, Ballad, Bar, Blue Collar, Countryside, Dark, Depression, Disappointment, Down Home, Drinking, Fields, Heartland, Intimate, Introspective, Mid West, Monotonous, Moody, Roadhouse, Rough, Routine, Sad, Searching, Southern, Struggle, Tired, Trailer Park, Trailer Trash, Whiskey, Working Man
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
66
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Upside Down
Wake up in the morning, go to bed when it gets dark
Spend your days out in the sunshine, punching in your clock
Don't you ever get tired? Doing the same thing day after day?
And don't you know there's a big world out there calling out your name?
I can't slow down, take the time and I might get turned around
I can't go down, I'll find a way to end up upside down
What if they came calling? Would you finally get away?
Or would you hide in your routinized life?
With nothing more to say?
'Cause lately you been quiet, when conversation come your way
Just keep your eyes down near the gravel
There's lots of work to do today
I can't slow down, take the time and I might get turned around
I can't go down, I'll find a way to end up upside down
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
Sleep Now Angel
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, Male Vocal, Rock, Singer Songwriter
Keywords:
Alcohol, Back Porch, Bar, Bayou, Blue Collar, Bluesy, Dark, Depression, Down Home, Drifter, Drifting, Drinking, Dust Bowl, Heartland, Hobo, Intimate, Introspective, Louisiana, Lullaby, Mid West, Moody, Railroad, Roadhouse, Rough, Searching, Seedy, Sleep, Story Tellers, Struggle, Swamp, Tired, Vagabond, Whiskey, Working Man
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitar
BPM:
102
Key:
Fm
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Sleep Now Angel
Sleep Now Angel
Sleep now angel, darling don't you cry
Mama's coming, dry your weary eyes
Sing with Papa, hold my hand so tight
Sleep now angel drift into the night
Sleep.... Sleep... Sleep....
Sleep now angel, darling don't you cry
Old Car
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, Male Vocal, Rock, Singer Songwriter
Keywords:
Alcohol, Back Porch, Bar, Bayou, Blue Collar, Bluesy, Dark, Depression, Down Home, Drinking, Dust Bowl, Heartland, Hobo, Intimate, Introspective, Louisiana, Mid West, Moody, Old Car, Railroad, Roadhouse, Rough, Searching, Seedy, Story Tellers, Struggle, Swamp, Tired, Vagabond, Whiskey, Working Man
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Harmonica
BPM:
107
Key:
E
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Old Car
Old Car
Got me an old car, so I don't get out that far
I love my old car, love my old car
And I think she loves me, I think she loves me She loves me
Got this dumpy little small town bar
They sit me in the corner and let me strum on my guitar
I keep my eyes closed, keep my eyes closed
That way no one knows, where my mind goes
And she loves me
Don't you want that brass ring?
So you could have all those things?
All you got's a cheap little pawnshop wedding ring
Just a cheap little pawnshop wedding ring
But I got everything, I got everything
She loves me
Think I'll keep this old car, I don't really need to get out all that far
I'll keep my eyes closed, driving with my eyes closed
That way no one knows, when I come and go
And she loves me
She loves me...
Kin
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, Countryside, Dark, Depression, Disappointment, Down Home, Drifter, Drifting, Drinking, Dust Bowl, Family, 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:
111
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Kin
Kin
Bad wind blowing, it scratches the skin
Can't take the high road, it's washed out again
Nineteen years old girl, covered in sin
You left on your own, now you can't get back in
Momma poor momma been cryin' for days
Poppa's just drinking, he won't mention your name
Preacher won't talk now to sister and me
Can't let you fall out of the family tree
How long will you stay away? Could we hope for tomorrow?
Would you come back today?
Down home but not in touch with your kin
You left on your own, now you can't get back in
Bad wind blowing, it scratches the skin
Can't take the high road, it's washed out again
Nineteen years old girl, covered in sin
You left on your own, now you can't get back in
Momma poor momma just sits by the grave
Poppa won't mention this mess that you made
Preacher won't talk now to sister and me
Can't let you fall out of the family tree
House of Mud
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, Ballad, Country, Folk, 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, Slide Guitar
BPM:
99
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
House of Mud
House of Mud
I love my house made of mud
I love my house made of mud
It's not fit for children and it's not fit for a wife
I love my house made of mud
Don't want no one weeping when I'm gone
Don't want no one weeping when I'm gone
'Cause I've had some high times, man I had my fun
Don't want no one weeping when I'm gone
Won't someone please take my poor dog?
Won't someone please take my poor dog?
He stays awful quiet and he does not eat too much
Won't someone please take my poor dog?
Think I'll go die in my house of mud
Think I'll go die in my house of mud
'Cause lately I've been dreaming and I do believe it's time
Think I'll go die in my house of mud
Highway Home
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, Ballad, Country, Folk, Male Vocal, Rock, Singer Songwriter
Keywords:
Alcohol, Back Porch, Bar, Bayou, Blue Collar, Dark, Depression, Down Home, Drinking, Dust Bowl, Heartland, Home, Intimate, Introspective, Journey, Louisiana, Mid West, Moody, Roadhouse, Rough, Searching, Seedy, Story Tellers, Struggle, Swamp, Tired, Travel, Vagabond, Whiskey, Working Man
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar
BPM:
88
Key:
A
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Highway Home
Highway Home
Jesus can you hear me? I've been calling for some time
Sittin' with this Bible, stealing some rhymes
Are my eyes so cloudy that I cannot see ?
That you only come in whispers of sacred harmony
And then you turn away from me as if I should of known
That praying by the bedside's not the same once you're grown
And momma always told me stay away from them river girls
Who'd take you in the woods at night and teach you of the world
She was barely seventeen when I came falling out
And the holy Martin left us that day filling her with doubt
I can't find a highway home And I never want to be that alone I'm not that alone....
We might have been better left as fish muck in the drink
But your holy course in miracles tapped our missing link
So now we walk around all day these thoughts they're in our heads
And I can't even tell my niece what happens when we're dead
But I'd sure like to see my grandpa once or twice again
And if you could arrange that I think we could be friends
I can't find a highway home And I never want to be that alone I'm not that alone....
I know that I burn too hot, I can feel it killing me
But when it all comes pouring out it's as if I could be free
Are you really listening? And could you turn it off?
'Cause I feel too connected like a sow at the trough
Jesus can you hear me? I've been calling for some time
Sitting with this Bible, her little hand in mine
She is just so tiny it makes my poor heart break
And you know I'm a doubter with sins I can't forsake
But I got no one left to ask and there's no one here but me
So if you'd take her away tonight I'd get down on my knees
Try to find her a highway home
'Cause she never ought be that alone
Not that alone
Not that alone.
Hell's Kitchen
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:
Alt Country, Alternative Americana, Alternative Country, Country, Male Vocal, Roots Rock, Singer Songwriter, Southern Rock
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, Pedal Steel Guitar
BPM:
60
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Hell's Kitchen
Hell's Kitchen
Well I see you on the bleachers there you're wonderin' if you should
Cause you spent your lifetime thinkin', you were always up to good
But now your days are older and you start to have some doubts
'Cause you've seen them walkin' in, but there ain't no one gettin' out
If you come to Hell's kitchen you won't need to make a fuss
'Cause there's always work for hire, lots of tables here to bus
Like that shady politician who's made lifetimes of despair
Now he sits there in the corner losing all his hair
Or the woman at the side booth she ain't got no mouth at all
'Cause she spent her days a lyin' up till her final curtain call
If you come to Hell's kitchen you won't really need a name
'Cause the waitress won't take credit but you'll ask her just the same
So stay there on your bleachers keep on wonderin' if you should
It's alright to spend your lifetimes thinkin' you were only good
And so your days get longer and you start to have some doubts
'Cause you've seen them walkin' in but there ain't no one gettin' out
If you come to Hell's kitchen you won't need to make a fuss
'Cause there's always work for hire and lots of tables here to bus
Like the man there on the floor, well he's been cheatin' all his life
Now the only thing he sees is the woman he called wife
Or the boy that sits there between us smoking gun still in his hand
Well he took his momma's life, he said she'd never understand
If you come to Hell's kitchen you won't really need a name
Cause the waitress won't take credit but you'll ask her just the same.
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
Only To Long
Artist(s): Chase Perryman and the People Familiar with the Situation
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Writer(s):
Austin Filingo (BMI) 50% / Melvin Chase Perryman (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 50% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Singer Songwriter
Subcategories:
Acoustic, Americana, Ballad, Indie Singer Songwriter, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Singer Songwriter
Keywords:
Ballad, Beauty, Bittersweet, Building, Commitment, Contemplative, Contemporary, Dedication, Dramatic, Emotional, Engagement, Epic, Eternal, Harmony, Heartfelt, Hopeful, Intimate, Introspective, Longing, Love, Marriage, Montage, Passion, Powerful, Reflective, Relationship, Ring, Sentimental, Slow Dance, Soaring, Soulful, Tearjerker, Tender
Instruments:
Acoustic Bass, Acoustic Guitar, Brushes, Electric Guitar, Percussion, Piano
BPM:
60
Key:
C♯/D♭
Tempo:
Slow/Downtempo
Time Signature:
6/8
Lyrics:
Only To Long
Vast eyes
Your hair lies
In circles upon my chest
Rising with every breath
Sad voice
Love's not a choice
It wraps us in tangled vines
With passion and tendrilled spines
You cover your skin
But I only want in
I only want in
CHORUS:
Cause I am in love with you
And there's nothing that you can do
Crimes of mine
A hundred times nine
But still in your eyes I see
Reflections in pools of me
Don't search
For reasons to hurt
Give yourself hope in us
I'll be home soon please trust
You carry your fears
But I'll only stay here
Only stay here
CHORUS
You can run from these arms to explore
Only to long for more
You can act like you don't feel a thing
You can think yourself right out of love
You can run if you want but I'll stay
Cause I am in love with you
Cause I am in love
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
4AM
Artist(s): Kelly Pardekooper
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Writer(s):
Kelly Pardekooper (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative, Alternative Country, Alternative Rock, Americana, Blues, Blues Rock, Country, Folk, Indie Rock, Indie Singer Songwriter, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Singer Songwriter
Keywords:
Back Porch, Bar, Bayou, Blue Collar, Bluesy, Countryside, Down Home, Drifter, Drifting, Drinking, Dust Bowl, Farm, Fields, Heartache, Heartland, Hobo, Late Night, Memories, Mid West, Missing You, Moody, Reflective, Rough, Searching, Seedy, Soulful, Southern, Story Tellers, Struggle, Swampy, Trailer Park, Trailer Trash, Vagabond, Whiskey, Working Man
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Lap Steel Guitar
BPM:
62
Key:
D
Tempo:
Slow/Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
4AM
It's 4am. Sorry for calling. So how you been?
Bet you're still out on the ocean. With all those notions. In the sunshine.
Guess the ocean's OK. I'm back in the cornfields. Where I'll stay.
But hey...It's OK. I don't really miss you...'cept when I miss you.
You know your Mama still calls me? Asks me how I been. Tells me you're too thin.
Lord knows she don't like your new friend. Don't know where he's been. Don't know where he's sinned.
But hey...it's OK. I don't really miss you...'cept when I miss you.
It's 4am. Sorry for calling. So how you been?
Wake Up Call
Artist(s): Paul Otten
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Paul Christopher Otten (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Folk, Indie, Indie College Radio, Indie Rock, Indie Singer Songwriter, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Moods Hopeful, Singer Songwriter
Keywords:
Appreciative, Cafe, Change, Coffee House, Contemplative, Emotional, Heartwarming, Hopeful, Inspirational, Introspective, Love, Positive, Relationships, Road Trip, Romantic, Stripped Down, Upbeat, Uplifting, Wake Up
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Hand Claps, Percussion, Piano
BPM:
88
Key:
B♭
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Wake Up Call
TOO LONG, I'VE BEEN SCRAPING BY
ON MY PAST
AND THESE TIRED GHOSTS
SO MANY WASTED YEARS FLYING BLIND
TRUE LOVE'S GRASP
I'D NEVER KNOWN
AND I WATCHED THE SOLITUDE SURROUND
MY INNOCENCE
AND BEAT IT DOWN
AND I NEVER THOUGHT THIS BROKEN DOWN
HEART WOULD LAST
'TIL YOU CAME ROUND
CHORUS:
HONEY YOU ARE MY WAKE UP CALL
HONEY YOU ARE MY WAKE UP CALL
YOU'RE THE GLORIOUS FIRE AT MY FEET
YOU'RE A REASON TO STAND SO SO TALL
SO COME ON AND WAKE UP WITH ME
FINALLY FEEL MY FEET ON STEADY GROUND
A REAL LAUGH
ESCAPES MY MOUTH
NEVER THOUGHT I'D BEAT THOSE UPS AND DOWNS
THEN YOU CAME
YOU CAME ROUND
CHORUS
BRIDGE:
NOW I GOT MILES AND MILES BECAUSE OF YOU......
CHORUS
Beautiful Thing
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, Indie Singer Songwriter, Male Vocal, Singer Songwriter
Keywords:
Attraction, Back Porch, Ballad, Beauty, Blue Collar, Countryside, Down Home, Dust Bowl, Farm, Fields, Heartland, Intimate, Louisiana, Love, Mid West, Railroad, Roadhouse, Searching, Sincere, Slow Dance, Soulful, Southern, Sweet, Trailer Park, Trailer Trash, Vagabond
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
50
Key:
D
Tempo:
Slow/Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Beautiful Thing
You might be the most beautiful thing
That I've seen in this sometimes ugly life
It's so bright here my scars turn pink
I can't find any links to my old home
Hey John Muir said to leave her alone
Just let her be...free
And you're so pretty out here at night
Under these Western skies
On the ocean your hair's blown clean
Saltwater dreams in your eyes
You might be the most beautiful thing
That I've seen in this sometimes ugly life
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