Tracks Similar To Friday Night Blues
You Knock Me Flat
Artist(s): Joel & Rich
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Writer(s):
Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 50% / Richard Levinson (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Calamari Music (BMI) 16.67% / Tinnitus Music (BMI) 16.66% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 66.67%
Category:
Pop
Subcategories:
1950s, 1960s, Classic Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Oldies, Rock, Rock & Roll
Keywords:
Americana, Bar, Boogie Woogie, Dance, Dating, Diner, First Kiss, Fun, Heartland, High School, Jitterbug, Jukebox, Love, Motorcycle, Nostalgia, Party, Playful, Relationship, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Sexy, Shag Dancing, Sock Hop, Southern, Truck Stop, Up
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Piano
BPM:
88
Key:
C
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
You Knock Me Flat
You Knock Me Flat
Well I've kissed a girl or two but I got something to say
I never met a girl could make me feel this way
You touched me once and I was one gone cat
'Cause when we kissed.....you knocked me flat
My legs are getting shaky and my temperature's higher
I'm acting kinda crazy like a man on fire
That this could happen to me can you imagine that
And when we kiss....you knock me flat
Now hold me just a little tighter feel my pounding heart
Hold me just a little tighter 'cause I'm falling apart
You better stick around to catch me when I hit the mat
'Cause when we kiss....you knock me flat
Now hold me just a little tighter feel my pounding heart
Hold me just a little tighter 'cause I'm falling apart
You better stick around to catch me when I hit the mat
'Cause when we kiss....you knock me flat, yes you do
Ooh now baby now you knock me flat, uh, uh ha
Uh baby now you knock me flat, uh, uh ha
Uh baby now you knock me flat, uh, uh ha
You gotta ca-ca-ca-ca catch me when I hit the mat
'Cause when we kiss....you knock me flat
Wicked Hearted Woman
Artist(s): Sugaray
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Calamari Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Blues
Subcategories:
1960s, 1970s, Blues, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock
Keywords:
Americana, Bar, Bayou, Breakup, Chicago, Classic, Club, Delta, Devil, Down And Out, Down On Your Luck, Drinking, Drunk, Emotional, Gritty, Heartfelt, Introspective, Last Call, Late Night, Louisiana, Melancholy, Memphis, Mississippi, Mistrust, Passionate, Raunchy, Redneck, Relationship, Retro, Roadhouse, Roots, Sad, Sexy, Sleazy, Soulful, Southern, Strip Club, Texas, Voodoo, Wicked
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ, Piano
BPM:
87
Key:
G
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Wicked Hearted Woman
Wicked Hearted Woman
She's a wicked hearted woman
Put some voodoo on my soul
She's a wicked hearted woman
Put some voodoo on my soul
I don't know if I can trust her
But I can't ever let her go
Well I know she must be evil
'Cause I can feel it in my bones
Well I know she must be evil
'Cause I can feel it in my bones
She done put some spell on me
And made me leave my happy home
Solo
She's a wicked hearted woman
But that's alright with me
Yeah she's a wicked hearted woman
Lord but that's alright with me
'Cause I'm addicted to her lovin'
I hope she never sets me free
Oh Lord I'm addicted to her lovin'
An' I hope she never sets me free
Lady Luck
Artist(s): Sonny Ellis
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Calamari Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, 1980s, Blues, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock
Keywords:
Americana, Bar, Breakup, Classic, Club, Coffee House, Depressed, Down And Out, Emotional, Energetic, Gambling, Gritty, Groove, Heartfelt, Introspective, Las Vegas, Melancholy, Passionate, Porn, Relationship, Roadhouse, Sad, Sly, Soulful, Southern, Strip Club, Texas, Tough, Unlucky
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Keyboard, Organ, Piano, Saxophone, Vibraphone
BPM:
90
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Lady Luck
LADY LUCK
Girl I begged you not to leave me
But your bag's already packed
It seems there ain't a single word to say
That gonna ever bring you back
Maybe it's just the luck of the draw
But I never seem to win
And it looks like Lady Luck's
Gone and dealt me out again
You said I lied to win you over
And that must be what you believe
But when it comes to love I ain't no gamblin' man
I got no aces up my sleeve
They say it's just the way the card's will fall
Still I never seem to win
And it looks like Lady Luck's
Gone and dealt me out again
I know I never said I'm sorry
Lord knows many times I tried
Now here I am with just these lonely walls
Just me and my foolish pride
Maybe it's just the luck of the draw
But I never seem to win
And it looks like Lady Luck's
Gone and dealt me out again
Barely Close Enough
Artist(s): Jesse Turnbow
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 33.34% / Jesse Turnbow (ASCAP) 33.33% / Joel Wachbrit (ASCAP) 33.33%
Publisher(s):
Squid Knees Music (ASCAP) 33.33% / Twin Rivers Music (ASCAP) 33.33% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 33.34%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1980s, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock
Keywords:
Americana, Attitude, Bar, Breakup, Cars, Classic, Club, Coffee House, Confident, Depressed, Emotional, Energetic, Gritty, Groove, Heartfelt, Introspective, Motorcycle, Passionate, Rejected, Relationship, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Sad, Sexy, Soulful, Southern, Sports, Strip Club, Strut, Texas, Tough, Travel, Yearning
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ, Piano
BPM:
120
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Barely Close Enough
BARELY CLOSE ENOUGH
When the lights go out
And he holds you
Do you think of me
As your lips collide?
When you make love
Are you really in it?
Or do you just pretend
That you're satisfied?
Well you can call that satisfaction
Call it anything you want
BUT DON'T CALL IT LOVE, DON'T CALL IT LOVE
MAY BE CLOSE ENOUGH, BUT DON'T CALL IT LOVE
You got shiny cars
A house made of mirrors
Security
All expenses paid
Whatever you want
Whenever you want it
And your friends all say
That you've got it made
You can call that being happy
Call it anything you want
BUT DON'T CALL IT LOVE, DON'T CALL IT LOVE
MAY BE CLOSE ENOUGH, BUT DON'T CALL IT LOVE
Nothing in this world ever comes for free
'Cept the good, good love that you got from me
Hey, hey
SOLO
Don't you remember
When we were inseparable?
Or did you just forget
All the love we had?
You gave it all away
For those things he gives you
You may be living good
But don't your heart feel bad?
Well you can call that satisfaction
Call it anything you choose
BUT DON'T CALL IT LOVE, DON'T CALL IT LOVE
MAY BE CLOSE ENOUGH, BUT DON'T CALL IT LOVE
Nothing in this world ever comes for free
'Cept the good, good love that you got from me
DON'T CALL IT LOVE
DON'T CALL IT LOVE
The River's Rising
Artist(s): Sugaray
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Calamari Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Blues
Subcategories:
1960s, 1970s, Blues, Blues Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Places and Locations, Rock
Keywords:
Americana, Bar, Bayou, Biker, Breakup, Chicago, Club, Delta, Down And Out, Drinking, Emotional, Gritty, Heartfelt, Heartland, Highway, Louisiana, Melancholy, Memphis, Mississippi, Passionate, Raunchy, Redneck, Relationship, Retro, Roadhouse, Roots, Rowdy, Sexy, Shuffle, Soulful, Southern, Strut, Texas, Tough, Travel, Trucker
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Harmonica, Organ, Piano
BPM:
112
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
6/8
Lyrics:
The River's Rising
The River's Rising
The river's rising
Feel like I'm gonna drown
The river's rising
Feel like I'm gonna drown
'Cause I can't stop these tears from fallin'
Since you quit coming 'round
The sky's getting darker
Yeah I ain't seen the sun for days
The sky's getting darker
Yeah I ain't seen the sun for days
Lord, it's raining misery
Ever since you went away
I wake up each morning
And I pray things will change
I wake up every morning
And I pray things will change
But when I look out my window
Everything is still the same
The river's rising
Ain't seen the sun for days
The river's rising
Ain't seen the sun for days
And I can't stop these tears from fallin'
Ever since you went away
The river's rising
Feel like I'm gonna drown
The river's rising
Feel like I'm gonna drown
'Cause I can't stop these tears from fallin'
Since you quit coming 'round
I can't stop these tears from fallin'
Since you quit coming 'round
Tender Mercies
Artist(s): David Morgan
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 33.34% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 33.33% / Michael Sokolis (BMI) 33.33%
Publisher(s):
Calamari Music (BMI) 33.33% / Sokolatone Music (BMI) 33.33% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 33.34%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1960s, 1970s, Blues, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Classic Soul R&B, Gospel, Instrumental, Male Vocal, R&B, Soul
Keywords:
Americana, Baptist, Burden, Christian, Church, Congregation, Deep South, Down Home, Emotional, Faith, Forgiveness, God, Hardship, Heartfelt, Heartland, Hymn, Laid Back, Lord, Louisiana, Memphis, Mercy, New Orleans, Passionate, Praise, Preacher, Redemption, Religion, Roadhouse, Soulful, Southern Baptist, Spiritual, Struggle, Temptation, Testimony
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Organ, Piano
BPM:
96
Key:
C♯m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Tender Mercies
Tender Mercies
Oh what a world we live in today
I got temptation all up in my face
Still, I won't worry how it's gonna be
cuz Lord you're rainin' tender mercies on me
I got this feelin' down deep in my soul
cuz I'm in good hands believe me I know
I lay down my burden now what a relief
When you're rainin' tender mercies on me
Oh Lord I try, yeah I try to walk right
When I stray away from the flock
You get me back, back on my feet
I lean on you, oh you are my rock
Lord I try, yeah I try to walk right
When I stray away from the flock
You get me back, back on my feet
I lean on you, oh you are my rock
Can I get a witness? No I ain't afraid
Oh brothers & sisters, I got myself saved
I was blind but now I can see
Lord you're rainin' tender mercies on me
Hey you're rainin' tender mercies on me
Lord you're rainin' tender mercies on me
Stuck In This Hell
Artist(s): Sonny Ellis
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Calamari Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Americana, Blues, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Alone, Americana, Bar, Bayou, Classic, Club, Depressed, Down And Out, Emotional, Heartfelt, Introspective, Lonely, Melancholy, New Orleans, Passionate, Roadhouse, Sad, Soulful, Southern, Swampy
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ
BPM:
96
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Stuck In This Hell
STUCK IN THIS HELL
I wish I could leave but I'm doomed to stay
I've never been religious but I'm ready to pray
I need to confess but there's no one to tell
I keep tryin' to reach heaven
But I'm STUCK IN THIS HELL
I stare out my window and all I can see
Is that same dark cloud that keeps following me
I wanted to run but I slipped and I fell
I keep tryin' to reach heaven
But I'm STUCK IN THIS HELL
It's hard to believe
That I once had it all
I'm down on my knees
With nothing left, and nowhere else to fall
Solo
It's hard to believe
That I once had it all
I'm down on my knees
With nothing left, and nowhere else to fall
There's four lonely walls closing in on me
And I feel like a prisoner who longs to be free
I'm looking for redemption 'cause I can't save myself
I keep tryin' to reach heaven
But I'm STUCK IN THIS HELL
I keep tryin' to reach heaven
But I'm STUCK IN THIS HELL
I keep tryin' to reach heaven
But I'm STUCK IN THIS HELL
Nothing Without You
Artist(s): L. Young
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1960s, 1970s, Ballad, Instrumental, Male Vocal, R&B, Soul
Keywords:
Anniversary, Ballad, Bar, Bittersweet, Classic, Commitment, Couple, Devotion, Emotional, Heartfelt, Jukebox, Love, Marriage, Melancholy, Memphis, Relationship, Romantic, Slow Dance, Solo, Soulful, Southern, Sweet, Together, Wedding
Instruments:
Bass, Brass, Drums, Guitar, Horns, Organ, Piano, Saxophone
BPM:
60
Key:
B♭
Tempo:
Slow/Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Nothing Without You
CHORUS:
When I look in your eyes
That's when I realize
I'd be nothing, I'm nothing without you
Like a bird in the sky
I need you so I can fly
'Cos I'm nothing, I'm nothing without you
Like a river that flows to the sea
Without you there's no me
In my heart, I know that it's true
From the moment that we met
I found a love I'd never forget
When you're here with me I never feel blue
CHORUS
When the day turns to night
I know everything's alright
As long as I've got you here in my arms
Yeah when night turns to day
The sun's gonna shine our way
And together, nothing can do us no harm
Wanna Cause Some Trouble
Artist(s): Dixon
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Jesse Turnbow (ASCAP) 50% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Calamari Music (BMI) 16.67% / Twin Rivers Music (ASCAP) 16.67% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 33.33% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 33.33%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Country, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock
Keywords:
Americana, Attitude, Bar, Blue Collar, Cars, Classic, Club, Confident, Down Home, Driving, Fun, Good Time, Gritty, Groove, Happy, Heartland, Jukebox, Line Dance, Money, Motorcycle, Playful, Promo, Redneck, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Sexy, Southern, Sports, Texas, Toe Tapping, Tough, Travel, Truck Stop, Upbeat, Western, Working Man
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Pedal Steel Guitar, Piano
BPM:
108
Key:
A
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Wanna Cause Some Trouble
Wanna Cause Some Trouble
Hey you pretty ladies, are you checkin' me out
You know I'm the one your momma warned you about
Well I'm tough as nails, baddest man around
Girl if you wanna rock I'll turn your world upside down
You Wanna Cause Some Trouble
You Wanna Cause Some Trouble
You Wanna Cause Some Trouble
Then baby, I'm your man
I got an ol' Super B, cruise at 105
Pedal to the metal baby, it's the only way to drive
I live on the edge seven days a week
So come along honey if you can stand the heat
You Wanna Cause Some Trouble
You Wanna Cause Some Trouble
You Wanna Cause Some Trouble
Then baby, I'm your man
Girl I'm the baddest bone in the neighborhood
Nah, you don't need no George Thorogood
I'm gonna rock you every night and day
Make you forget about ol' Stevie Ray
So we're gonna party, past closing time
Still be goin strong when the sun starts to shine
We can shoot at the stars, howl at the moon
An' when it comes to lovin', we're gonna break all the rules
You Wanna Cause Some Trouble
You Wanna Cause Some Trouble
You Wanna Cause Some Trouble
Then baby, I'm your man
My Favorite Present is You
Artist(s): The Bourbon Street Uptown Jazz Band
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 33.34% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 33.33% / Michael Sokolis (BMI) 33.33%
Publisher(s):
Calamari Music (BMI) 33.33% / Sokolatone Music (BMI) 33.33% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 33.34%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1940s, 1950s, 1960s, Blues, Blues Rock, Classic Soul R&B, Gospel, Instrumental, R&B, Rock, Soul
Keywords:
Americana, Bayou, Church, Down Home, New Orleans, Passionate, Roadhouse, Romantic, Sexy, Slow Dance, Soulful, Southern, Spiritual, Strip Club
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ, Piano
BPM:
96
Key:
F♯m
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Blame It All On Me
Artist(s): Eddie Bassman
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Writer(s):
Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 50% / Richard Levinson (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Calamari Music (BMI) 16.67% / Tinnitus Music (BMI) 16.66% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 66.67%
Category:
Blues
Subcategories:
1950s, Blues, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Americana, Bar, Bayou, Big City, Blame, Breakup, Chicago, Club, Country Blues, Deep South, Delta, Depressed, Detroit, Down And Out, Drinking, Emotional, Fault, Gritty, Heartfelt, Introspective, Lament, Late Night, Louisiana, Melancholy, Mississippi, Mournful, Passionate, Raunchy, Relationship, Roadhouse, Roots, Sad, Soulful, Strip Club
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Piano
BPM:
85
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Blame It All On Me
Blame It All On Me
Blame it all on me, 'cause baby I know I done wrong
You can blame it all on me, yeah, I know I done wrong
But don't leave me alone, 'cause babe if you're gone I can't go on
Oh baby, baby please don't go away
Baby please, please don't go away
You can blame it all on me, but little girl I still need you to stay
Blame it all on me, 'cause know I done wrong
Blame it all on me, 'cause I know I done wrong -- yes I did
Baby please don't leave me alone, 'cause girl if you're gone I can't
go on
Blame it all on me, yeah blame it all on me,
Blame it all on me, blame it all on me,
'Cause if you leave me alone baby I can't go on
Wait For Me
Artist(s): L. Young
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Writer(s):
Edward M. Smith (BMI) 50% / Terry Gorka (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1950s, 1960s, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, R&B, Soul
Keywords:
Anniversary, Bedroom, Begging, Classic, Couple, Dedication, Desire, Devotion, Emotional, Heartfelt, Joyful, Jukebox, Love, Marriage, Pleading, Relationship, Retro, Romantic, Seduction, Sexy, Slow Dance, Soulful, Southern, Sweet, Throwback, Together, Waiting, Warm, Wedding
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Piano, Strings
BPM:
71
Key:
B♭
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
6/8
Lyrics:
Wait For Me
CHORUS
Wait for me
Wait for me
Oh, darling
Can't you see
That I'm the one for you
Wait for me
You can't wait forever - this I understand
Won't you please be patient - I do the best I can
Don't wanna hurt your feelings - oh, I want you so
But if you saw inside my heart, then, baby, you'd know
CHORUS
They said on the news that things were gonna get hot
You may believe the weatherman or you may not
But there's a fire burning inside of me - burnin' for you
So, just hang on a little longer, baby... you know my love is true
CHORUS
I'll never hurt you, baby, I'll treat you fine
I'll be yours and you'll be mine
You're the one - the only one for me
So, hang on, baby, won't cha please
I know you've been waiting so patiently
CHORUS
Lonely Is A Lonely Place To Be
Artist(s): 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
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
The Way I Still Love You
Artist(s): Bettie Wilson & The Rockets
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 33.34% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 33.33% / Richard Levinson (BMI) 33.33%
Publisher(s):
Calamari Music (BMI) 33.33% / Tinnitus Music (BMI) 33.33% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 33.34%
Category:
Pop
Subcategories:
1950s, 1960s, Ballad, Country, Doo Wop, Female Vocal, Instrumental, Oldies, R&B, Western
Keywords:
AM Radio, Anticipation, Car Hop, City, Diner, Dreams, Dreamy, Engaged, Gentle, Hope, Infatuation, Innocent, Intimate, Jukebox, Laid Back, Love, Memories, Nostalgic, Prom, Relationship, Relaxed, Restaurant, Retro, Romance, Romantic, Sad, Sentimental, Slow Dance, Smooth, Sock Hop, Soothing, Street, Sweet, Travel, Warm, Wedding, Yearning
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Piano
BPM:
107
Key:
C
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
The Way I Still Love You
THE WAY I STILL LOVE YOU
VERSE 1
My nights are so long now
My days drag on too
Because you don't love me
The way I still love you
CHORUS 1
Wherever I go now
I feel so blue
Because you don't love me
The way I still love you
VERSE 2
I thought our love
Would be forever more
But now I know
It will be nevermore
CHORUS 2
I try to pretend dear
But I know it's not true
Because you don't love me
The way I still love you
TAG
The way I still love you
When The Fire Starts To Burn
Artist(s): Bettie Wilson & The Rockets
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Calamari Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1980s, Blues, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Country, Female Vocal, Instrumental, Rock
Keywords:
Americana, Attitude, Bar, Cars, Classic, Club, Confident, Desire, Fire, Gritty, Groove, Heartfelt, Hot, Infatuation, Love, Motorcycle, Relationship, Roadhouse, Sexy, Smooth, Soulful, Southern, Steamy, Sultry, Swampy, Temptation, Tough, Travel, Yearning
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Keyboard, Organ, Slide Guitar
BPM:
88
Key:
B/C♭
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
When The Fire Starts To Burn
Should I act against my better judgment
Do what my mind says ain't right
Will I hate myself in the morning
Can't think about that tonight
I love the smell of danger in your hair
Right or wrong baby, I don't care
I've got nobody but myself to blame
When will I ever learn
Just like a moth that's drawn into a flame
There is nowhere to turn
When The Fire Starts To Burn
Why am I so tempted by disaster
What makes me crave it like I do
I might get burned by my desire
Still I'd do anything for you
I should've run when I saw your smile
'Cause I know trouble and it drives me wild
I've got nobody but myself to blame
When will I ever learn
Just like a moth that's drawn into a flame
There is nowhere to turn
When The Fire Starts To Burn
I know it's wrong to stare in the devil's eyes
But life is short, why let it pass you by
I love the smell of danger in your hair
Right or wrong baby, I just don't care
I've got nobody but myself to blame
When will I ever learn
Just like a moth that's drawn into a flame
There is nowhere to turn
When The Fire Starts To Burn
I Walk The Floor
Artist(s): The Paper Chain Gang
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Writer(s):
Michelle McKibbon (SOCAN) 50% / Mitchell Girio (SOCAN) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
1950s, 1960s, Country, Female Vocal, Instrumental, Vintage Mixes, Western
Keywords:
Affair, Alone, Bar, Betrayal, Breakup, Broken Heart, Cheating, Classic, Confession, Conflict, Desire, Diner, Divorce, Drinking, Emotional, Guilt, Harmonies, Heartbreak, Honky Tonk, Jukebox, Line Dance, Lonely, Lost Love, Love, Melancholy, Regret, Retro, Sad, Separation, Sorrow, Tears, Tension, Throwback, Truck Stop, Unfaithful, Vintage, Walking
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Piano
BPM:
107
Key:
A
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
I Walk The Floor
I tell myself I'm over you
glad I've shown you the door
but it's getting harder to pretend
cause when the sun goes down again
every night I walk the floor
I thought you always would be true
but you don't love me anymore
I'll never be the same again
will this heartache never end
and every night I walk the floor
Darling I know there's plenty more fish in the sea
but though I try to forget you I'm haunted by your memory
I smile and say I'm doing fine
and hide my tears behind closed doors
count sheep but sleep never comes
and after all is said and done
every night I walk the floor
Darling I know there's plenty more fish in the sea
but though I try to forget you I'm haunted by your memory
When I see you on the street
it only makes me want you more
but you lied 10 times out of ten
and I won't fall for that again
but every night I walk the floor
And my poor heart can't pretend
cause when the sun goes down again
every night I walk the floor
Same Old Me
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, Bar, Barroom, Cowboy, Down And Out, Down Home, Drinking, Emotional, Heartache, Heartfelt, Introspective, Jukebox, Lament, Melancholy, Mournful, Relationship, Retro, Roadhouse, Roots, Sad, Tearjerker, Tennessee, Traditional, Truck Stop, Vintage
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Pedal Steel Guitar, Violin
BPM:
80
Key:
G
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Same Old Me
How come you call me names?
Your goin' on how something's changed
What's changed is how you see
Look here, it's the same old me
Same smile, same Stetson hat.
You first loved when we first met
Same guy from Tennessee
It's still the same old me
At first your heart flew & fluttered like a moth to a flame
Now there's a heap o' trouble headin' my way
It's the same old me right now
I ain't changed, no way, no how
What do you think you see?
It's still the same old me
Your tender look is now a stare
Looks like I don't have a prayer
Everyone but you agrees
It's still the same old me
At first your heart flew & fluttered like a moth to a flame
Now there's a heap o' trouble headin' my way
It's the same old me right now
I ain't changed, no way, no how
What do you think you see?
Look here, It's the same old me
I'm still the same old me
The Heartache's Mine
Artist(s): 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:
Bar, Barroom, Breakup, Cowboy, Down And Out, Down Home, Emotional, Heartache, Heartfelt, Introspective, Jukebox, Lament, Loneliness, Loss, Melancholy, Memory, Mournful, Regret, Relationship, Retro, Roadhouse, Roots, Texas, Traditional, Truck Stop
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Pedal Steel Guitar, Violin
BPM:
129
Key:
C
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
The Heartache's Mine
I've seen you 'round
With someone new
He holds you close
Like I used to do
The way you smile
I know you're doing fine
Now that he's yours
The heartache's mine
I made mistakes
I know it's true
Now it's too late
For me and you
You tried and tried
But I crossed the line
Now that he's yours
The heartache's mine
Our love is gone
And I'm to blame
Your broken heart
Found a brand new flame
You're happy now
And I'm left behind
Now that he's yours
The heartache's mine
I made mistakes
I know it's true
Now it's too late
For me and you
You tried and tried
But I crossed the line
Now that he's yours
The heartache's mine
Make You Mine
Artist(s): Derek's Ashes
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Blues
Subcategories:
1960s, 1970s, 2010s, Alternative, Alternative Rock, Blues, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Hard Rock, Indie, Indie College Radio, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock
Keywords:
Acid, Bar, Beer, Blues Club, College, Desire, Down Home, Flower Power, Haight Ashbury, Hippie, Hipsters, Humid, Jukebox, LSD, Love, Lust, Marijuana, New Orleans, Obsession, Passion, Pot, Relationship, Retro, San Francisco, Sex, Smokey, Soulful, Southern, Summer, Summer Nights, Swampy, Throwback, Trip, Trippy, Unrequited Love, Vietnam War, Whiskey, Woodstock
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ, Percussion
BPM:
123
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Make You Mine
MAKE YOU MINE
Well I woke up cold this mornin'
Goin' crazy all last night
No I didn't hear the warning
I was lookin' for a sign
Gonna make you mine
Gonna make you mine
Gonna make you mine
Woo – ooo
Wooo –ooo
Well I saw her in a picture
It was hangin' on a wall
Said I'd find some way to get her
I would beg and I would crawl
Gonna make you mine
Gonna make you mine
Gonna make you mine
Woo – ooo
(SOLO)
Gonna make you mine
I'm gonna make you mine
Gonna make you mine
Woo – ooo Wooo –ooo
Woo – ooo Wooo –ooo
Be With You
Artist(s): Derek's Ashes
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1960s, 1970s, Alternative, Alternative Rock, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Indie College Radio, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock
Keywords:
Acid, Bar, Beer, Bill Graham's Fillmore, Blues Club, College, Desire, Down Home, Flower Power, Haight Ashbury, Hipsters, Humid, LSD, Love, Lust, Marijuana, Obsession, Passion, Peace Rally, Pot, Relationship, Retro, San Francisco, Sex, Smokey, Soulful, Southern, Summer, Summer Nights, Swampy, Throwback, Trip, Trippy, Unrequited Love, Vietnam War, Whiskey, Woodstock
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ, Percussion
BPM:
98
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Be With You
BE WITH YOU
You never understand the reason why
I keep breaking my back, yea I try and try
You know I don't wanna be alone anymore
But every time we get close, someone heads for the door
When push comes to shove ya know I need your love
When push comes to shove ya know I need your love
I just wanna be, be with you
That's all that I wanna do
I just wanna be, be with you
I wish that you felt the same way too
If I could turn back the hands of time
You know I'd find a way girl to make you mine
The thought of you haunts me every day
It doesn't make any sense just to walk away
When push comes to shove ya know I need your love
When push comes to shove ya know I need your love
I just wanna be, be with you
That's all that I wanna do
I just wanna be, be with you
I wish that you felt the same way too
When The Good Times Roll
Artist(s): David Morgan
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 33.34% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 33.33% / Tommy Reeves (ASCAP) 33.33%
Publisher(s):
Calamari Music (BMI) 33.33% / Tombo Music (ASCAP) 33.33% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 33.34%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1960s, 1970s, Instrumental, Male Vocal, New Orleans, R&B, Soul
Keywords:
Bar, Carefree, Celebrate, Crescent City, Dive, Dixie, Earthy, Easy Going, Feel Good, Festive, French Quarter, Fun, Good Times, Gritty, Happy, Honky Tonk, Jukebox, Laid Back, Late Night, Mardi Gras, Memphis, New Orleans, Oldies, Party, Playful, Retro, Southern, Swamp, Travel, Vintage
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ, Piano, Saxophone, Wurlitzer Electric Piano
BPM:
110
Key:
A
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
When The Good Times Roll
WHEN THE GOOD TIMES ROLL
Hey pretty baby come take a ride with me
There's something going on down in New Orleans
Time is a wasting, so come on let's go (let's go)
You know I want to be there When The Good Times Roll
There's gonna be a party goin all night long
And when the sun comes up we'll still be goin' strong
So c'mon pretty baby it's time to lose control
And you know I want to be there When The Good Times Roll
There'll be people dancing in the streets
And music playing everywhere
We'll lift a glass with everyone we meet
N' party like we just don't care
And baby if we get a little crazy, it's tonic for the soul
And you know I want to be there When The Good Times Roll
There'll be people dancing in the streets
And music playing everywhere
We'll lift a glass with everyone we meet
N' party like we just don't care
So baby if we get a little crazy, it's tonic for the soul
And you know I want to be there When The Good Times Roll
So c'mon pretty baby, come on let's go (let's go)
You know I want to be there When The Good Times Roll
N, doncha wanna be there When The Good Times Roll
Reaching For Salvation
Artist(s): Sugaray
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Calamari Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Blues
Subcategories:
1960s, 1970s, Blues, Blues Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock
Keywords:
Americana, Bar, Bayou, Chicago, Classic, Club, Delta, Depressed, Down And Out, Emotional, Gritty, Hangover, Heartfelt, Introspective, Late Night, Louisiana, Melancholy, Memphis, Mississippi, Passionate, Prayer, Raunchy, Redemption, Reflection, Religion, Retro, Roadhouse, Roots, Sad, Salvation, Sinner, Soulful, Southern, Strip Club, Texas, Yearning
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ, Wurlitzer Electric Piano
BPM:
90
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Reaching For Salvation
Reaching For Salvation
I keep reaching for salvation
I'm afraid I can't be saved
I keep reaching for salvation
I'm afraid I can't be saved
Heaven knows I've been a sinner
But now I'm on my knees to pray
My life's been filled with trouble
'Cause the Devil's been my friend
My life's been filled with trouble
'Cause the Devil's been my friend
I keep searching for an Angel
'Cause I know how this will end
All I ever had was bad luck
Since the day that I was born
All I ever had was bad luck
Since the day that I was born
Is there someone who can save me
'Cause I can't live this way no more
I keep reaching for salvation
I'm afraid I can't be saved
I keep reaching for salvation
I'm afraid I can't be saved
Heaven knows I've been a sinner
But now I'm on my knees to pray
Heaven knows I've been a sinner
But now I'm on my knees to pray
Lord knows I'm a sinner
And these blues won't go away
Mumbo Jumbo
Artist(s): David Morgan
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Calamari Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Instrumental, Male Vocal, New Orleans, R&B, Soul
Keywords:
Bar, Bayou, Cajun, Carefree, Celebrate, Creole, Crescent City, Dive, Dixie, Earthy, Easy Going, Feel Good, Festive, French Quarter, Friends, Fun, Gibberish, Good Times, Gritty, Gumbo, Happy, Honky Tonk, Jambalaya, Jive, Jukebox, Laid Back, Late Night, Louisiana, Mardi Gras, New Orleans, Party, Playful, Retro, Second Line, Southern, Swamp, Travel, Vintage
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ, Piano
BPM:
90
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Mumbo Jumbo
MUMBO JUMBO
Everybody's talking
Don't matter what dey say
The streets are full of people
They all pass the time away
Talkin' Mumbo Jumbo
Yeah, talkin' Mumbo Jumbo
Well they don't need no reason
They jus' talkin' Mumbo Jumbo, yeah
Hangin' on the corner
All my friends and me
We be talking jive
'Bout everyone we see
Talkin' Mumbo Jumbo
Yeah, talkin' Mumbo Jumbo
Well we don't need no reason
We jus' talkin' Mumbo Jumbo, yeah
My baby says she loves me
Then she say she don't
And when she says she will
Lord I know it means she won't
Talkin' Mumbo Jumbo
Yeah, talkin' Mumbo Jumbo
Well she don't need a reason
She jus' talkin' Mumbo Jumbo, yeah
Well we don't need no reason
We jus' talkin' Mumbo Jumbo, yeah
Yeah now we don't need no reason
We jus' talkin' Mumbo Jumbo, yeah
Yeah we don't need no reason
We jus' talkin' Mumbo Jumbo, yeah
Laissez Les Bon Temps Roulez
Artist(s): David Morgan
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Calamari Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Instrumental, Male Vocal, New Orleans, R&B, Soul
Keywords:
Bar, Bayou, Cajun, Carefree, Celebrate, Creole, Crescent City, Dive, Dixie, Earthy, Easy Going, Feel Good, Festive, French Quarter, Friends, Fun, Good Times, Gritty, Gumbo, Happy, Honky Tonk, Jambalaya, Jukebox, Laid Back, Late Night, Louisiana, Mardi Gras, New Orleans, Party, Playful, Retro, Second Line, Southern, Swamp, Travel, Vintage, Wild
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ, Piano, Solo Drums
BPM:
80
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Laissez Les Bon Temps Roulez
LAISSEZ LES BON TEMPS ROULER
Momma's in the kitchen
N' she's cooking etouffee
Well nothing could be better
Laissez les bon temps rouler
Sittin' on the front porch
Been drinking wine all day
Friends keep coming over
Laissez les bon temps rouler
Hey yay yay everybody
Hear the people say
When you're down in Dixie
Laissez les bon temps rouler
I got a gal named Sweet Marie
She loves to drink Champagne
I love my Southern Comfort
Laissez les bon temps rouler
Way down on the bayou
Where the alligators play
That's where my baby loves to
Laissez les bon temps rouler
Hey yay yay everybody
Hear the people say
When you're down in Dixie
Laissez les bon temps rouler
When it's time for Mardi Gras
People come from miles away
'Cause everybody wants to
Laissez les bon temps rouler
I'll meet you in the Quarter
N' we'll party night and day
Let's go a little crazy, and
Laissez les bon temps rouler
Hey yay yay everybody
Hear the people say
When you're down in Dixie
Laissez les bon temps rouler
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