Tracks Similar To Go Man Go
Chuck N' Mick
Artist(s): The Nick Vincent Project
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Writer(s):
Mike Rosati (BMI) 50% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Blues, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Instrumental, Rock & Roll
Keywords:
Americana, Bar, British, Cars, Classic, Club, Diner, Drinking, Fun, Gritty, Heartland, Motorcycles, Party, Promo, Roadhouse, Sports, Tough, Travel
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
148
Key:
B♭
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Shake
Artist(s): The Nick Vincent Project
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Writer(s):
Mike Rosati (BMI) 50% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Classic Rock, Instrumental, Rock & Roll
Keywords:
Americana, Bar, British, Cars, Classic, Club, Diner, Drinking, Fun, Gritty, Heartland, Motorcycles, Party, Promo, Roadhouse, Sports, Tough, Travel
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
120
Key:
F
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Something's Come Over Me
Artist(s): Sonny Ellis
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Calamari Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, 1980s, Blues, Blues Rock, Bumpers, Classic Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock, Transitions
Keywords:
Americana, Attitude, Bar, Cars, Classic, Club, Confident, Exercise, Fun, Gritty, Groove, Heartland, Motorcycle, Playful, Promo, Redneck, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Sexy, Shuffle, Southern, Sports, Strip Club, Texas, Tough, Travel, Upbeat
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ
BPM:
120
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
6/8
Lyrics:
Something's Come Over Me
SOMETHING'S COME OVER ME
Something's come over me
'Cuz I've never felt this way
Something's come over me
'Cuz I've never felt this way
My head is dizzy, my knees are weak
Feels like I got the bug
Something's come over me
Lord, it must be love
Something's got a hold on me
And it just won't let me go
Something's got a hold on me
And it just won't let me go
Well I can't run and I can't fight
And I can't get enough
Something's got a hold on me
Lord, it must be love
For what I got there ain't no cure
No pill that I can take
'Cuz when I hold you in my arms
My fever just won't break
SOLO
For what I got there ain't no cure
No pill that I can take
'Cuz when I hold you in my arms
My fever just won't break
Something's come over me
And I think it's here to stay
Something's come over me
And I think it's here to stay
My soul's on fire when you're around
My body's burnin' up
Something's come over me
Lord, it must be love
Something's come over me
Lord, it must be love
Something's come over me
Lord, and it must be love
Redheads, Brunettes And Blondes
Artist(s): Jesse Turnbow & the Boys from Home
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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, Driving, Fun, Good Time, Gritty, Happy, Heartland, Jukebox, Line Dance, Money, Motorcycle, Party, 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:
78
Key:
G
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Redheads, Brunettes And Blondes
Redheads, Brunettes and Blondes
Some guys like what they can buy
With the almighty dollar bill
Fancy clothes, fancy cars
And a big house on the hill
Well all I need is the simple things
To keep me goin' strong
Rock 'n Roll music, ice cold beer
And Redheads, Brunettes and Blondes
Short and tall, I love them all
I wish they could all be mine
Thank God for those lovely women
Who like to party and have a good time
The way they walk, the way they talk
You know they really got it goin' on
Yeah the finest girls in the whole wide world are those
Redheads, Brunettes and Blondes
Well I don't need no fashion queen
Or a multimillionaire
The thing that really turns me on
Is the color of their hair
You might say I'm picky
But I don't think that's wrong
Cause the only kind of girls I like
Are Redheads, Brunettes and Blondes
Short and tall, I love them all
I wish they could all be mine
Thank God for those lovely women
Who like to party and have a good time
The way they walk, the way they talk
You know they really got it goin' on
Yeah the finest girls in the whole wide world are those
Redheads, Brunettes and Blondes
Solo
Short and tall, I love them all
I wish they could all be mine
Thank God for those lovely women
Who like to party all the time
The way they walk, the way they talk
You know they really got it goin' on
Yeah the finest girls in the whole wide world are those
Redheads, Brunettes and Blondes
Yeah the finest girls in the whole wide world are those
Redheads, Brunettes and Blondes
Walk On The Wild Side
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:
1960s, 1970s, 1980s, Blues, Blues Rock, Bumpers, Classic Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock
Keywords:
Attitude, Bar, Classic, Club, Confident, Desire, Extreme, Fun, Gritty, Groove, Heavy, Infomercial, Love, Promo, Psychedelic, Relationship, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Sexy, Southern, Sports, Strip Club, Tough, Travel, Trippy, Wild
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Keyboard, Organ
BPM:
100
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Walk On The Wild Side
WALK ON THE WILD SIDE
I've seen everything that a man can see
And I've been everywhere you could ever wanna be
Like the eagle flies I just wanna be free
Got the clothes on my back and that's all I need
Girl, come with me, I can turn your life around
Ain't nobody gonna ever tie us down
WALK ON THE WILD SIDE
Walk on the wild side with me
WALK ON THE WILD SIDE
Walk on the wild side with me
I've done everything that a man can do
I've been called a saint, been called a sinner too
Like a gypsy child I was born to roam
And where I spend the night that's where I call my home
Girl don't listen to what other people say
They'll just tell you not to throw your life away
WALK ON THE WILD SIDE
Walk on the wild side with me
WALK ON THE WILD SIDE
Walk on the wild side with me
Girl, come with me, I can turn your life around
Ain't nobody gonna ever tie us down
WALK ON THE WILD SIDE
Walk on the wild side with me
WALK ON THE WILD SIDE
Walk on the wild side with me
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
Under The Gun
Artist(s): Bettie Wilson & The Rockets
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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:
Country
Subcategories:
Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Country, Instrumental, Pop, Rock
Keywords:
Americana, Bar, Cars, Drinking, Gritty, Heartland, Line Dance, Motorcycles, Roadhouse, Sports, Tough, Travel, Truckstop
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ, Slide Guitar
BPM:
104
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Sure Fire Lover
Artist(s): Sonny Ellis
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Writer(s):
Deborah Holland (BMI) 50% / Nick Vincent (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 33.33% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 33.33% / Booli Mooli Music (ASCAP) 16.67% / Red Hairing Music (BMI) 16.67%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, Blues, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Americana, Bar, Brawl, Classic, Club, Gritty, Party, Relationship, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Texas, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Keyboard, Organ, Piano
BPM:
131
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Sure Fire Lover
SURE FIRE LOVER
I've had my eye on you for so long
Is it such a crime, would it be so wrong
You strut on by, you act so cool
My friends say "When you gonna wake up, fool"
Well. I'm down on my knees, I ain't askin' for much
Just one night of your lovin' touch
CHORUS:
I'm a sure fire lover – I aim to please
I'm a sure fire lover – you're such a tease
I'm gonna get your love one way or another
'Cos I'm a sure fire lover
Well, Monday through Friday, all down the line
Every time I ask – the same reply
You say you're home at night, but, girl, I'm wise
I see you out on the town with other guys
Well, it's sittin' right there in the palm of your hand
The deal of a lifetime, a real man
CHORUS
I'm a sure fire lover – hot on your trail
I'm a sure fire lover – the tough never fail
I'm gonna win your love one way or another
'Cos I'm a sure fire lover
Well, you've got me low-down – high in your ivory tower
I'm gonna hang around until you let me show you some real love power
CHORUS
Roll The Dice
Artist(s): Junkyard Dogs
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Roger Burn (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Burnin' Down The House Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, Blues, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rockabilly
Keywords:
Americana, Bar, Brawl, Classic, Club, Dice, Drinking, Frat, Gambling, Gritty, Motorcycles, Party, Poker, Relationship, Roadhouse, Roll, Rowdy, Southern Rock, Sports, Strip Club, Texas, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Keyboard
BPM:
92
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Roll The Dice
ROLL THE DICE
Last call for alcohol
A shadow by the door
I thought I'd seen it all
Till you walked across the floor
Two o'clock, it's time to rock
Time to pass the test
Thinking fast, I said let's dance
Thank God you said yes
Let's roll the dice on
A sure bet from above
Let's roll the dice and
Take a chance on love
Well don't think twice
Come on let's roll the dice
Come on lucky seven
I just blew into town
The angels up in heaven
Couldn't turn me down
The devil on my shoulder
Said "come on, get it done"
The pounding in my heart
Said "this could be the one"
Let's roll the dice on
A sure bet from above
Let's roll the dice and
Take a chance on love
Don't think twice
Come on let's roll the dice
It's cold out on the road
I'm chilled down to the bone
I need someone to keep me warm
And a place to call my home
Let's roll the dice and
Take a chance on love
Don't think twice
Come on let's roll the dice
Let's roll the dice on
A sure bet from above
Let's roll the dice and
Take a chance on love
Well don't think twice
Come on let's roll the dice
Well don't think twice
Come on let's roll the dice
Well don't think twice
Come on let's roll the dice
Come on lucky seven
It's All Good Lovin' To Me
Artist(s): Sleestak
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Writer(s):
David Isaac Feldstein (ASCAP) 50% / Matthew Laug (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, Blues, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Bar, Beer, Bravado, Carefree, Cheerful, Classic, Drinking, Frat, Freewheeling, Fun, Gang, Gritty, Heartland, Hedonistic, Hook up, Humorous, Love, One Night Stand, Party, Playful, Pub, Raspy, Roadhouse, Romance, Rowdy, Saloon, Sex, Sing Along, Southern, Swagger
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Guitar, Slide Guitar, Synthesizer
BPM:
114
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
It's All Good Lovin' To Me
It's All Good Lovin' To Me
Woke up Sunday morning
Thought it was Saturday
Must have had a good time
But I don't remember her name
Butter Face girl beside me
Everything good but her face
Must have satisfied me 'cause I'm leaving with a smile on my face
You know it ain't that easy
Sometimes it's just so hard
I'm just looking for something to please me
You know I want it
You know I need it
'Cause it's all good lovin' to me
It's all good lovin' to me
When you're sitting by the phone and you find yourself alone
You know it's all good lovin' to me
It's all good lovin' to me
It's all good lovin' to me
It's all good lovin'
Back door screen a slammin'
Gotta make my getaway
Daddy's home way too early
And what he don't know, I'll never say
Your liquor sweet still on me
Just gotta try it again
Next time nothing 'll stop me
You know you want it
You know you need it
'Cause it's all good lovin' to me
It's all good lovin' to me
When you're sitting by the phone and you find yourself alone
You know it's all good lovin' to me
You know it's all good lovin' to me
It's all good lovin' to me
When you're sitting by the phone and you find yourself alone
You know it's all good lovin' to me
It's all good lovin' to me
It's all good lovin' to me
It's all good lovin'
E Ticket
Artist(s): The Nick Vincent Project
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Writer(s):
Mike Rosati (BMI) 50% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, Blues, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Instrumental
Keywords:
Americana, Bar, Brawl, Classic, Club, Drinking, Frat, Gritty, Party, Relationship, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Southern Rock, Strip Club, Texas, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ
BPM:
144
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Cotton Candy
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:
Blues
Subcategories:
Americana, Blues, Blues Rock, Country, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock
Keywords:
Americana, Attitude, Bar, Cars, Classic, Club, Confident, Exercise, Fun, Gritty, Groove, Heartland, Motorcycle, Playful, Promo, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Sexy, Shuffle, Southern, Sports, Strip Club, Strut, Texas, Tough, Travel, Upbeat
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ, Piano
BPM:
116
Key:
A
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
6/8
Lyrics:
Cotton Candy
COTTON CANDY
Cotton Candy you're so sweet
The way you taste knocks me off my feet
Cotton Candy you're so fine
Can't seem to get you off my mind
I know I'll never give you up
'Cause I can't ever get enough -- of my
Cotton Candy
You're my Cotton Candy
You're my Cotton Candy
And you're sweet as sweet can be
Cotton Candy I know it's wrong
But I just want you all day long
Cotton Candy seems so right
I want you even more at night
Your kind of sugar don't fill me up
And I can't ever get enough -- of my
Cotton Candy
You're my Cotton Candy
You're my Cotton Candy
And you're sweet as sweet can be
Cotton Candy
You're my Cotton Candy
You're my Cotton Candy
And you're sweet as sweet can be
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
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
Watch Me
Artist(s): Slur-P
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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:
Action, Alternative, Alternative Rock, Entertainment News Rock, Heavy Metal, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Metal, Rap, Rap Metal, Trailer Action Adventure
Keywords:
Aggressive, Angst, Bar, Boisterous, Boxing, Bragging, Brash, Bully, Cars, Club, Cocky, College, Confident, Detroit, Energetic, Fiery, Fun, Gritty, Motorcycles, Party, Promo, Rap Metal, Rebellious, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Showoff, Snotty, Southern, Sports, Strip Club, Tough, Trailer, WWF, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
88
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Watch Me
WATCH ME
When I was young, just a little squirt
You called me a no-good piece of dirt
Said I wouldn't amount to much of nothin'
Now who's the one on all the magazine covers
Yeah I grew up, but not too much
Ain't no suit and tie gonna be my crutch
I'll live it up, break it down, make a lot of noise
Come on boys...
CHORUS:
I'm bigger than life, I'm in your face
You'll run but there ain't no hiding place
I'm a real bad mother, there ain't no other
Now watch me – watch me now
Yeah I'm the real deal, I'm hell on wheels
Got platinum makin' bank, I don't need to steal
I was poor white trash, the odds were stacked
Now I'm the king of the world and I'm never lookin' back
And all you fools who said I couldn't do it
You bought my record and you listen to it
Now who's livin' large in Beverly Hills
With expensive cheap thrills
CHORUS
Put your money in my kitty wit the ditty wah ditty
Put the dolla bing bang. Bing bang bong
Put your money in my kitty wit the ditty wah ditty
Put the dolla bing bang. Bing bang bong
CHORUS
Leave All This Behind
Artist(s): Sonny Ellis
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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:
1970s, Blues, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Bar, Brawl, Classic, Club, Frat, Gritty, Party, Relationship, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Southern Rock, Strip Club, Texas, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Keyboard, Slide Guitar, Wurlitzer Electric Piano
BPM:
142
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Leave All This Behind
LEAVE ALL THIS BEHIND
I've been around the world, thought I'd seen it all
Left a thousand girls, 'n' never thought I'd fall in love
But girl you changed my mind
Now I ask myself, can I leave all this behind
From the China wall to the pyramids
I would hit and run, yeah that's what I did 'til you
Girl, you looked so fine
I gotta ask myself how could I leave all this behind
Let's turn out the lights, bolt all the doors
I tossed my little black book
Don't need it no more with you
You're all that's on my mind
Yeah it's oh so clear I'll never leave all this behind
I've gotta have you girl - I can't leave all this behind
I been around the world - you're all that's on my mind
Yeah it's oh so clear I'll never leave all this behind
Bad As Bad Can Be
Artist(s): Sonny Ellis
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / G.E. Stinson (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Echo Hawk Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, 1980s, Blues, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Entertainment News Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Americana, Angry, Bad, Bar, Classic, Club, Coffee House, Competition, Emotional, Energetic, Gambling, Gritty, Las Vegas, Mean, Melancholy, Passionate, Roadhouse, Rotten, Sly, Soulful, Southern, Sports, Strip Club, Texas, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ, Piano
BPM:
85
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Bad As Bad Can Be
Bad As Bad Can Be
I was born without a place called home
I cut my teeth on daddy's lies
He was mean and rotten to the bone
Now I know the world through his cold eyes
Now as far as I can see
I'm as bad as bad can be
Face to face with me
I'm as bad as bad can be
I learned I had to be as tough as nails
On the wrong side of the tracks
Got my schooling in and out of jail
Lord, I swear I'm never going back
Now as far as I can see
I'm as bad as bad can be
Face to face with me
I'm as bad as bad can be
I don't care what anybody says
It don't matter much to me
No regrets about the things I've done
What you get is what you see
I'm as bad as bad can be
I could chew you up and spit you out
And never lose a moment's sleep
I will make you pay without a doubt
You can bet I always play for keeps
Now as far as I can see
I'm as bad as bad can be
Face to face with me
I'm as bad as bad can be
Move On Down The Road
Artist(s): Sugaray
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Calamari Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Blues
Subcategories:
1960s, 1970s, Blues, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock
Keywords:
Americana, Attitude, Bar, Bayou, Biker, Chicago, Classic, Club, Confident, Delta, Free, Freedom, Gritty, Heartland, Hobo, Louisiana, Memphis, Mississippi, Motorcycle, Raunchy, Redneck, Retro, Road, Roadhouse, Roots, Rowdy, Shuffle, Southern, Strut, Swamp, Texas, Tough, Tramp, Travel, Trucker, Trucks, Vagabond
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ, Piano
BPM:
120
Key:
A
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
6/8
Lyrics:
Move On Down The Road
Move On Down The Road
I'm gonna move, move on down the road
I'm gonna move, move on down the road
You know there's nothing gonna stop me
The road's my only home
I'm gonna roll, roll on down the line
I'm gonna roll, roll on down the line
I got the pedal to the metal
Gonna leave my blues behind
I woke up this morning
Didn't know where I was
She said why you leaving
I said baby just because
I gotta move, move on down the road
You know there's nothing gonna stop me
The road's my only home
Don't know where I'm going
Don't know where I've been
Just know in the morning
I'll be on my way again
I'm gonna move, move on down the road
You know there's nothing gonna stop me
The road's my only home
Yeah there's nothing gonna stop me
The road's my only home
What A Way To Go
Artist(s): Jesse Turnbow
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 33.34% / Jesse Turnbow (ASCAP) 33.33% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 33.33%
Publisher(s):
Twin Rivers Music (ASCAP) 33.33% / Calamari Music (BMI) 33.33% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 33.34%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, 1980s, Americana, Blues, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Americana, Bar, Brawl, Classic, Club, Frat, Gritty, Party, Relationship, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Southern, Strip Club, Texas, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Harmonica, Keyboard, Slide Guitar, Wurlitzer Electric Piano
BPM:
105
Key:
Bm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
What A Way To Go
WHAT A WAY TO GO
I walked in just as you walked out
You didn't say goodbye
You didn't tell me what it's all about
You didn't even lie
You left me in the cold
What a way to go
You took my heart and soul
What a way to go
What a way to go
I would never treat a dog
The way you treated me
You left my love out in the pourin' rain
To drown in misery
You left me in the cold
What a way to go
You took my heart and soul
What a way to go
What a way to go
There were times I know I did you wrong
But nothing worth leaving for
I always thought that we could work it out
'Til you stormed right out the door
What a way to go
Now all I see are these lonely walls
No way out in sight
When you walked out, you took everything
Except my foolish pride
You left me in the cold
What a way to go
You took my heart and soul
What a way to go
What a way to go
That's Enough Of That
Artist(s): Jesse Turnbow
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Writer(s):
Jesse Turnbow (ASCAP) 33.33% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 33.34% / Randy Cate (BMI) 33.33%
Publisher(s):
Acuity Music (BMI) 16.67% / Calamari Music (BMI) 16.67% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 33.33% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 16.67% / Twin Rivers Music (ASCAP) 16.66%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1980s, Classic Rock, Entertainment News Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop
Keywords:
Angry, Bar, Bluesy, Brawl, Classic, Club, Dance, Dismay, Drinking, Energetic, Enough, Environment, Frustration, Future, Gambing, Global Warming, Gritty, Las Vegas, Party, Political, Pollution, Protest, Relationship, Roadhouse, Rousing, Rowdy, Social Commentary, Strip Club, Struggle, Terrorist, Topical, Upbeat, Violence, War
Instruments:
Bass, Brass, Drums, Guitar, Horns, Organ
BPM:
77
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
That's Enough Of That
THAT'S ENOUGH OF THAT
Take a look at the trouble in Ireland
Or the Middle East
It's the same kind of violence we got
Going down in our streets
In the name of God we profess
To know his will
But what kind of father sends his children out
To maim and kill?
That's the world that we see today
And it will always be that way
If we don't stand up and say...
THAT'S ENOUGH OF THAT (THAT'S ENOUGH OF THAT)
SAY THAT'S ENOUGH OF THAT (THAT'S ENOUGH OF THAT)
There are so many things we think
We can't live without
But we don't give a second thought 'bout the poison
That we're tossing out
We're warming up the world in a cold,
Cold-hearted way
Why worry 'bout it now
Let the next generation pay
Take a look at ourselves today
You know know we're always gonna be this way
If we don't stand up and say...
THAT'S ENOUGH OF THAT (THAT'S ENOUGH OF THAT)
SAY THAT'S ENOUGH OF THAT (THAT'S ENOUGH OF THAT)
THAT'S ENOUGH OF THAT (THAT'S ENOUGH OF THAT)
SAY THAT'S ENOUGH OF THAT (THAT'S ENOUGH OF THAT)
We put faith and trust in our leaders
And it's been misused
Because power and greed are just
Different forms of drug abuse
That's the world that we see today
And it will always be that way
If we don't stand up and say...
THAT'S ENOUGH OF THAT (THAT'S ENOUGH OF THAT)
SAY THAT'S ENOUGH OF THAT (THAT'S ENOUGH OF THAT)
Save Me Tonight
Artist(s): Sonny Ellis
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Nick Vincent (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Booli Mooli Music (ASCAP) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, Blues, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Americana, Bar, Brawl, Classic, Club, Gritty, Moody, Relationship, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Texas, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Keyboard, Organ, Wurlitzer Electric Piano
BPM:
110
Key:
B/C♭
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Save Me Tonight
Save Me Tonight
Won't you take me inside, 'cos it's been raining for so long
I've been walking for miles down this road, dark and cold
I thought I never would find my way
Then you came on so strong
Take me where I belong
CHORUS
I'm down on my knees – won't so save me tonight
I'm beggin' you darlin', please, won't you save me tonight
Won't you save me tonight
Take a look in eyes, 'cos there you'll find a lonely soul
I've been playing with fire and my heart keeps getting burned
Still the voice of temptation whispers, "come on – lose control"
I can't make it alone
CHORUS
Poisined by the darkness, lost in desperation
Riding in your arms tonight could be my one salvation
Won't you take me inside, 'cos it's been raining for so long
I've been walking for miles down this road...
CHORUS
Take me in 'cos it's been raining for so long
Help me find my way, this whole world's gone wrong
Won't you save tonight
Long Road Back To Eden
Artist(s): Jesse Turnbow
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 33.34% / Jesse Turnbow (ASCAP) 33.33% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 33.33%
Publisher(s):
Calamari Music (BMI) 33.33% / Twin Rivers Music (ASCAP) 33.33% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 33.34%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, 1980s, Blues, Classic Rock, Entertainment News Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop
Keywords:
Americana, Bar, Classic, Drinking, Driving, Emotional, Heartfelt, Heartland, Heaven, Long Road, Roadhouse, Southern, Swamp, Tough, Travel
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ
BPM:
118
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Long Road Back To Eden
LONG ROAD BACK TO EDEN
Desert sand blew by the door
Heard the chain slide in the groove
Two green eyes staring back at me
I had everything to lose
I had to see her once again
Feel her touch just one more time
And as I walked inside that room
I closed the door on the world outside
Oh, love can make you blind
It's a long road back to Eden
And I'll make it there someday
But it's easy to get lost along the way
There is something I believe in
That's just beyond my reach
It's a long road back to Eden for me
She never said a word to me
Every move was understood
She led me right up to the edge
And I held on as best I could
I came to her to find myself
Like a moth drawn to a flame
And for a moment I was sure
Life would never be the same
Oh, some things never change
It's a long road back to Eden
And I'll make it there someday
But it's easy to get lost along the way
There is something I believe in
That's just beyond my reach
It's a long road back to Eden for me
Maybe I should look somewhere else
Maybe I'm just fooling myself
Solo
Chorus out
I Know It's You
Artist(s): Sonny Ellis
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / G.E. Stinson (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Echo Hawk Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, 1980s, Blues, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Americana, Bar, Classic, Club, Coffee House, Competition, Emotional, Energetic, Find, Gambling, Gritty, Las Vegas, Melancholy, Passionate, Roadhouse, Search, Sly, Soulful, Southern, Sports, Strip Club, Texas, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ, Piano
BPM:
110
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
I Know It's You
I Know It's You
standing here in the pouring rain
don't know what to say
been down this road a thousand times
but i've never felt this way
every time I try to run
I have to face the truth
I've always had what i'm looking for
and now I know it's you
took a train that went nowhere
to look for something else
been a fool for all these years
lying to myself
here I am at the end of the line
I have to face the truth
i've always had what i'm looking for
and now I know it's you
all alone I asked myself
can we work it out
every tear that hit the ground
washed away the doubt
I was blind and I should have known
it was wrong to leave
what was right before my eyes
now I finally see
I wiped away the tears i've cried
so I could face the truth
finally at the end of the line
I can see the truth
i've always had what i'm looking for
now I know it's you
I Got More Bills Than I Got Pay
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:
Blues
Subcategories:
Americana, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Country, Entertainment News Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Reality TV Moods & Emotions, Rock
Keywords:
Americana, Attitude, Bar, Classic, Club, Confident, Fun, Good Time, Gritty, Groove, Heartland, Line Dance, Money, Paycheck, Playful, Redneck, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Sexy, Southern, Strip Club, Texas, Tough, Upbeat, Working Man
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ, Piano
BPM:
116
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
I Got More Bills Than I Got Pay
I GOT MORE BILLS THAN I GOT PAY
I got more bills than I got pay
Bills keep coming every day
I watch my money slip away
Till there is nothing left to save
I just keep working night and day
I got more bills than I got pay
I work a sixty hour week
Barely making both ends meet
I need to win the lottery
Cause that's the only hope for me
Till then I'm working night and day
I got more bills than I got pay
What comes in slow, goes out fast
I just can't seem to make my money last
A broken back and swollen feet
That's all I get for working eight days a week
I'm just like every working man
Who tries to do the best he can
I keep a few bucks in my hand
And give the rest to Uncle Sam
So I'll keep working night and day
I got more bills than I got pay
What comes in slow, goes out fast
I just can't seem to make my money last
A broken back and swollen feet
That's all I get for working eight days a week
I'm just like every working man
Who tries to do the best he can
I keep a few bucks in my hand
And give the rest to Uncle Sam
So I'll keep working night and day
I got more bills than I got pay
I just keep working night and day
I got more bills than I got pay
Hog Heaven
Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
1970s, Blues, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Entertainment News Rock, Instrumental
Keywords:
Americana, Bar, Brawl, Classic, Club, Frat, Gritty, Party, Relationship, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Southern Rock, Strip Club, Texas, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
86
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
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