Tracks Similar To I Can't Drink Her Off My Mind
You Better Do Better Than That
Artist(s): Candy Chase
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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:
1950s, 1960s, 1970s, Country, Female Vocal, Instrumental, Western
Keywords:
2 Step, Americana, Assertive, Attitude, Bar, Barroom, Breakup, Confident, Down Home, Drinking, Driving, Drunk, Happy, Jukebox, Relationship, Retro, Roadhouse, Texas, Toe Tapping, Tough, Travel, Truck Stop, Two Step, Vintage
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Pedal Steel Guitar, Piano, Violin
BPM:
75
Key:
C
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
You Better Do Better Than That
You Better Do Better Than That
Well look who walked in three sheets to the wind
With another bunch of lies to sell
Was it extra innings, did you lose your winnings
Or are you just too drunk to tell
Well leave your boots on honey let me get your coat
Oh and don't forget your hat
Let's get one thing clear if you wanna stay here
You'd Better Do Better Than That
This lyin' and drinkin' is breakin' my heart
Do you wanna tear this love apart
You say you're sorry and you want another chance at bat
Well either lie a lot better or tell the truth
Or honey I will leave you flat
If you want a woman you can come home to
You'd Better Do Better Than That
Do you think you're cool taking me for a fool
Well I wasn't born yesterday
Lord knows I tried to buy your alibis
Now I don't believe a word you say
You wanna talk it over? Come back when you're sober
I'll give you one last chance
But if you think you can do what you did last night
You'd Better Do Better Than That
This lyin' and drinkin' is breakin' my heart
Do you wanna tear this love apart
You say you're sorry and you want another chance at bat
Well either lie a lot better or tell the truth
Or honey I will leave you flat
If you want a woman you can come home to
You'd Better Do Better Than That
If you want a woman you can come home to
You'd Better Do Better Than That
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
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
Memoryville
Artist(s): Jesse Turnbow & the Boys from Home
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Writer(s):
Jesse Turnbow (ASCAP) 50% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 33.33% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 33.33% / Twin Rivers Music (ASCAP) 16.67% / Calamari Music (BMI) 16.67%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
Country, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Bar, Breakup, Closing Time, Drinking, Isolation, Last Call, Loneliness, Loss, Memory, Over, Regret, Relationship, Tearjerker, Traditional, Waltz
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
92
Key:
C
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
3/4
Lyrics:
Memoryville
MEMORYVILLE
I feel the rush hour morning
In my tired body
Still thinking about you
And all the mistakes that I've made I
'm late for work once again
Lately it don't matter
Once I had a reason to live
But you went away
Now I live in Memoryville
Pretending that you're with me still
Loved you then and I always will
Want you back again Y
es I live in Memoryville
Looking back's my only thrill
And Lord knows I've had my fill
Here in Memoryville
The time clock keeps on a callin'
8 more hard hours
And I'll stop down at Harry's
And have me a whiskey or two
Maybe I'll meet a stranger
And show him your picture
I'll tell him that you're waiting for me
To come to you
'Cause I live in Memoryville
Pretending that you're with me still
Loved you then and I always will
Want you back again
Oh I live in Memoryville
Looking back's my only thrill
And Lord knows I've had my fill
Here in Memoryville
Yes I live in Memoryville
Pretending that you're with me still
Loved you then and I always will
Here in Memoryville
I'm Only Lonely Every Night
Artist(s): Dixon
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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:
Country
Subcategories:
1940s, 1950s, 1960s, Americana, Country, Folk, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Vintage Masters, Western
Keywords:
Bar, Barroom, Breakup, Cowboy, Down Home, Heartache, Jukebox, Loneliness, Loss, Memory, Mournful, Regret, Relationship, Retro, Roadhouse, Roots, Toe Tapping, Traditional, Truck Stop, Two Step, Vintage
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Guitar, Pedal Steel Guitar
BPM:
99
Key:
C
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
I'm Only Lonely Every Night
Don't think that I've been lonely since you left me
Don't think my hours are filled with missing you
Don't think I spend my day hoping you'll come back to stay
Or wishing that I'd never been untrue
Don't think I think about you all day long, dear
Or wonder how things might have turned out right
Yeah, I get by just fine and you never cross my mind
Until the stars come out and I long to hold you tight
Yeah, I'm only lonely every night
I'm only lonely dusk 'til dawn
So don't you imagine that I ain't doing alright
'Cause I'm only lonely every night
Solo
Don't worry now that I've been pining for you
At least not when the sun is shining bright
I'm too busy to be sad 'bout the love that we once had
I save all my regrettin' 'til it's gettin' dark outside
Yeah, I'm only lonely every night
I'm only lonely dusk 'til dawn
So don't you imagine that I ain't doing alright
'Cause I'm only lonely every night
Yeah, I'm only lonely every night
It's All Country To Me
Artist(s): Dixon
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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:
Americana, Country, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Swing, Vintage, Western
Keywords:
Americana, Attitude, Bar, Carefree, Cars, Club, Confident, Down Home, Driving, Fun, Good Time, Gritty, Groove, Happy, Heartland, Jukebox, Line Dance, Playful, Promo, Roadhouse, Sexy, Southern, Story, Texas, Toe Tapping, Travel, Truck Stop, Upbeat
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ, Piano, Violin
BPM:
124
Key:
F♯m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
It's All Country To Me
It's All Country To Me
Well I grew up in the country with a radio
That played Sinatra and the Opry and the Rolling Stones
Hank and Willie, The Jackson 5 and Supremes
And Cream
It never made any difference
It's all country to me
It don't matter if it's Motown or some Rock n' Roll
I like any kind of music that can touch my soul
Like Bossa Nova, and even ol' Dixieland
And big band
Well you can call it what you want to
But it's all country to me
It's all about the people
And all the stories they tell
So well
Add a little rhythm, yeah that's a given
When it's straight from the heart it always rings my bell
Now I don't care if it's from L.A. or the Lone Star State
If the music's really jammin' then I think it's great
Yeah, I love reggae and the blues
And don't forget swing
You can call it what you want to
But it's all country to me
Solos
It's all about the people
And all the stories they tell
So well
Add a little rhythm, man, I'm really with 'em
When it's straight from the heart it always rings my bell
I'll be listening to music long as I'm alive
Even if I live to be a hundred and five
In my rockin' chair, I'll still be tapping my feet
To the beat
They can call it what they want to
But it's all country to me, oh yeah,
You can call it what you want to
But it's all country to 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
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
Texas Teardrops
Artist(s): Roadhouse Kings
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Joel Wachbrit (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Squid Knees Music (ASCAP) 50%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
Ballad, Country, Instrumental
Keywords:
Americana, Bar, Bittersweet, Closing Time, Diner, Drinking, Emotional, Heartfelt, Heartland, Hope, Introspective, Jukebox, Last Call, Loneliness, Loss, Love, Melancholy, Memory, Regret, Relationship, Romance, Romantic, Sad, Saloon, Slow Dance, Tearjerker, Thoughtful, Travel, Truck Stop
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Pedal Steel Guitar, Piano
BPM:
138
Key:
C
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Texas Heartbreak
Artist(s): Roadhouse Kings
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Joel Wachbrit (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Squid Knees Music (ASCAP) 50%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
Ballad, Country, Instrumental
Keywords:
Americana, Bar, Bittersweet, Closing Time, Diner, Drinking, Emotional, Heartfelt, Heartland, Hope, Introspective, Jukebox, Last Call, Loneliness, Loss, Love, Melancholy, Memory, Regret, Relationship, Romance, Romantic, Sad, Saloon, Slow Dance, Tearjerker, Thoughtful, Travel, Truck Stop
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Pedal Steel Guitar, Piano
BPM:
132
Key:
G
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Country All The Way
Artist(s): Roadhouse Kings
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Joel Wachbrit (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Squid Knees Music (ASCAP) 50%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
Ballad, Country, Instrumental
Keywords:
Americana, Bar, Bittersweet, Closing Time, Diner, Drinking, Emotional, Heartfelt, Heartland, Hope, Introspective, Jukebox, Last Call, Loneliness, Loss, Love, Melancholy, Memory, Regret, Relationship, Romance, Romantic, Sad, Saloon, Slow Dance, Tearjerker, Thoughtful, Travel, Truck Stop
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Pedal Steel Guitar, Piano
BPM:
80
Key:
C
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
The Old Whiskey Waltz
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 Home, Drinking, Freewheeling, Happy, Jukebox, Lone, Prairie, Retro, Roadhouse, Roots, Saloon, Tipsy, Traditional, Truck Stop, Vintage, Waltz, Whiskey, Yodel, Yodeling
Instruments:
Bass, Dobro, Drums, Guitar, Pedal Steel Guitar, Solo Vocal, Violin
BPM:
150
Key:
E
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
3/4
Lyrics:
The Old Whiskey Waltz
Long days in the saddle, they make my back hurt
And swingin' a hammer looks too much like work
Right here in this barroom suits me just fine
With 10 silver dollars and nothin' but time
So pour me a double then pour it again
Get out the fiddles and start up the band
If I start a' walkin' well I might just fall
But I'm good for dancin' the old whiskey waltz
Yodel
I'll keep on dancin' the old whiskey waltz
I don't want no 2-step, no cotton-eyed joe
These feet ain't that steady, so a waltzin' we go
So just pick a partner then dance 'round the hall
And keep on a doin' the old whiskey waltz
Yodel
Yeah keep on a dancin' the old whiskey waltz
I only drink whiskey, 'til there is none
Then I'll drink brandy, tequila or rum
So let's raise our glasses, now here's to y'all
And here is to dancin' the old whiskey waltz
Yodel
Yeah keep on a dancin' the old whiskey waltz
Just keep on a dancin' the old whiskey waltz
Down The Line
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:
1940s, 1950s, 1960s, Americana, Country, Folk, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Vintage Masters, Western
Keywords:
Americana, Coming Home, Cowboy, Down Home, Earthy, Freewheeling, Jukebox, On The Road, Relationship, Retro, Road, Roadhouse, Roots, Southern, Traditional, Travel, Truck Stop, Trucker, Vintage, Working Man
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Pedal Steel Guitar, Violin
BPM:
87
Key:
D
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Down The Line
Now I'm rollin' to the south again
Comin' up on Alabam
Rollin' down the line
Rollin' down the line
Here comes your lovin' daddy rollin' down the line
Now you're the best thing on my mind
I'm headin' for those Georgia pines
Rollin' down the line
Rollin' down the line
Here comes your lovin' daddy rollin' down the line
I gotta say how good it feels
Blacktop underneath my wheels
Rollin' down the line
Rollin' down the line
Here comes your lovin' daddy rollin' down the line
My ol' brakes went out on 109
And I been tryin' to make up time
Rollin' down the line
Rollin' down the line
Here comes your lovin' daddy rollin' down the line
The sky is blue the coffee's back
A tailwind is at my back
Rollin' down the line
Rollin' down the line
Here comes your lovin' daddy rollin' down the line
I'm dreamin' dreams since who knows when
Of bein' in your arms again
Rollin' down the line
Rollin' down the line
Here comes your lovin' daddy rollin' down the line
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
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
I'm Swingin'
Artist(s): Bettie Wilson & The Rockets
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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:
Country
Subcategories:
1960s, Country, Female Vocal, Instrumental, Pop, Swing
Keywords:
Americana, Attitude, Bar, Cars, Club, Confident, Down Home, Driving, Fun, Good Times, Gritty, Groove, Happy, Heartland, In Love, Jukebox, Playful, Promo, Roadhouse, Saloon, Sexy, Southern, Swing Dancing, Texas, Toe Tapping, Travel, Truck Stop, Upbeat
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Keyboard, Violin
BPM:
108
Key:
C♯m
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
I'm Swingin'
I'm Swingin'
Something strange is coming over me
And nothing is the way it used to be
Yesterday my heart was saggin'
I was dragging down the street
Today I feel like braggin' to everyone I meet
Nothing much has changed now I should say
The sun came up like every other day
So maybe it's the way you got me dancing last night
To that music they were playing, that just felt so right
Now I'm swingin'
Like no one's ever swung before
Feel like singin'
Like a bell that's never rung before
It's just like I hoped love would be
You came along and suddenly
I'm feelin' wild and free, now I'm swingin'
Nothing much has changed now I should say
The sun came up like every other day
So maybe it's the way you got me dancing last night To that music they were playing,
that felt so right
Now I'm swingin'
Like no one's ever swung before
Feel like singin'
Like a bell that's never rung before
It's just like I hoped love would be
You came along and suddenly
I'm wild and free, take a look at me
Now I'm swingin'
Like no one's ever swung before
Feel like singin'
Like a bell that's never rung before
It's just like I hoped love would be
You came along and suddenly
I'm feelin' wild and free, now I'm swingin'
Yeah I'm swingin'
Sober Arms
Artist(s): G. Burton & Paul Otten
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Writer(s):
Gregory Burton (ASCAP) 50% / Paul Christopher Otten (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
1940s, 1950s, Americana, Country, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Moods Somber, Western
Keywords:
Bar, Breakup, Diner, Drinking, Emotional, Farm, Heartbreak, Heartfelt, Introspective, Jukebox, Last Call, Loneliness, Loss, Love, Melancholy, Nostalgia, Pool Hall, Ranch, Regret, Relationship, Retro, Retrospective, Roadhouse, Saloon, Slow Dance, Truck Stop, Western, Whiskey, Yearning
Instruments:
Acoustic Bass, Acoustic Guitar
BPM:
120
Key:
F♯/G♭
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Sober Arms
THESE SMOKY EYES
THAT FIRST SAW YOU
IN THE MIDDLE OF THAT DANCE FLOOR
I SWEAR I'VE NEVER SEEN AN ANGEL
FALL FROM HEAVEN BEFORE
THESE TREMBLIN' HANDS
THAT HOLD MY WHISKEY
ARE THE SAME HANDS THAT HELD YOURS TIGHT
IF I KNEW THIS WOULD BE OUR LAST DANCE
I'D NEVER HAD LET GO OF YOUR HANDS THAT NIGHT
CHORUS
AND THESE SOBER ARMS
WERE MEANT TO HOLD YOU
EVERY DAY AND EVERY NIGHT
I WISH I TOLD YOU THAT I LOVE YOU
THE DAY, THE DAY YOU SAID GOODBYE
AND IN THESE DREAMS
I HAVE AT NIGHT
I DREAM OF DANCING WITH YOU AGAIN
BACK AND FORTH IN THE MOONLIGHT
WELL I'LL NEVER DANCE THAT WAY AGAIN
CHORUS
CHORUS
THESE SOBER ARMS THEY DO NOT LIE"
This Cowboy's Comin' Home
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:
1930s, 1940s, 1950s, Americana, Country, Folk, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Vintage, Western
Keywords:
Campfire, Cowboy Meets Girl, Cowboy Movies, Down Home, Jukebox, Old Timey, Prairie, Relationship, Roadhouse, Rodeo, Roots, Sentimental, Sweet, Texas, Traditional, Truck Stop
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Pedal Steel Guitar, Violin
BPM:
94
Key:
C
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
This Cowboy's Comin' Home
Darling I'm feeling so lonesome and blue
Drivin' this herd on out to Timbuktu
Tonight is the last night that we'll be alone
'Cause tomorrow this cowboy's coming home
Seems like forever I've been out on the range
All covered in dust for a fistful of change
I traveled the prairie but my heart never roamed
Tomorrow this cowboy's coming home
So good night and sleep tight
When the morning comes I'll be at your door
With my hat in my hands
I'll say darling be mine forever more
Oh I'll be you're cowboy and you'll be my cowgirl
We've waited on romance, let's give it a whirl
Tonight is the last night that we'll be alone
'Cause tomorrow this cowboy's coming home
VS SOLO
So good night and sleep tight
When the morning comes I'll be at your door
With my hat in my hands
I'll say darling be mine forever more
All the cattle are sleeping, this ride's nearly through
Come morning I'll saddle up and head straight to you
Tonight is the last night that we'll be alone
'Cause tomorrow this cowboy's coming home
Oh Darling One
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:
1930s, 1940s, 1950s, Americana, Country, Folk, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Vintage, Western
Keywords:
Campfire, Cowboy, Cowboy Meets Girl, Down Home, Jukebox, Old Timey, Prairie, Relationship, Roadhouse, Rodeo, Roots, Texas, Traditional, Truck Stop
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Pedal Steel Guitar, Violin
BPM:
112
Key:
D
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Oh Darling One
I love to ride in my saddle oh my darling
Love the freedom to cross this Promised Land
I love to sing while crossing new horizons
And I hope one day you will understand
It's just right now I've still got more trails to follow
My spirit wild still wants to move along
My heart's got yearnings that I still need to lasso
Then I will come back to you before too long
Oh Darling One
Oh Darling One
One day I promise I'll hang up my spurs and my gun
No I don't mean to ever hurt you darling
There's still some things I can't find in this town
Like the mountains and prairies under blues skies
So I'll just have to keep riding on for now
Oh Darling One
Oh Darling One
One day we'll be together and we'll watch the setting sun
(Oh Darling One
Oh Darling One
One day we'll be together and we'll watch the setting sun)
Inst
Oh Darling One
Oh Darling One
One day I promise I'll hang up my spurs and my gun
For now I'll ride in my saddle oh my darling
With the freedom to cross this Promised Land
And I'll keep singing while crossing new horizons
And I hope one day you will understand
Oh Darling One I hope you will understand
I love to ride in my saddle oh my darling
Love the freedom to cross this Promised Land
I love to sing while crossing new horizons
And I hope one day you will understand
It's just right now I've still got more trails to follow
My spirit wild still wants to move along
My heart's got yearnings that I still need to lasso
Then I will come back to you before too long
Oh Darling One
Oh Darling One
One day I promise I'll hang up my spurs and my gun
No I don't mean to ever hurt you darling
There's still some things I can't find in this town
Like the mountains and prairies under blues skies
So I'll just have to keep riding on for now
Oh Darling One
Oh Darling One
One day we'll be together and we'll watch the setting sun
(Oh Darling One
Oh Darling One
One day we'll be together and we'll watch the setting sun)
Inst
Oh Darling One
Oh Darling One
One day I promise I'll hang up my spurs and my gun
For now I'll ride in my saddle oh my darling
With the freedom to cross this Promised Land
And I'll keep singing while crossing new horizons
And I hope one day you will understand
Oh Darling One I hope you will understand
One Was Always Too Many
Artist(s): Jesse Turnbow & the Boys from Home
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Writer(s):
Jesse Turnbow (ASCAP) 50% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 33.33% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 33.33% / Twin Rivers Music (ASCAP) 16.67% / Calamari Music (BMI) 16.67%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
Country, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Atonement, Bar, Breakup, Drinking, Forgiveness, Loss, Over, Relationship, Repentance, Saved, Sobriety, Traditional, Twelve Step
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
102
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
One Was Always Too Many
ONE WAS ALWAYS TOO MANY
Used to live my life in the barrooms
Whiskey highs were all that I'd get
Never knew when the fun was over and done
Drinking always made me forget
Sometimes they'd ask me politely
Sometimes they'd get real tough
It was slide off my seat
Or get thrown in the street
One was always too many
But three was never enough
Lost my job and hurt one good woman
I drank myself right out the door
Lord I couldn't see what that woman meant to me
'Cause I loved drinking ten times more
Sometimes they'd ask me politely
Sometimes they'd get real tough
It was slide off my seat
Or get thrown in the street
One was always too many
But three was never enough
Got so bad one night I staggered home
She tried to pick me up when I fell
But I dropped back to my knees and I begged her please Take me in, take me out of this hell
Well I cried out an ocean of whiskey
Then her love turned my life around
I made it through, and what I had to do I
finally laid that bottle down
With her love and the help of some good friends
Those times won't ever come again
Now nobody asks me politely
Nobody ever gets tough
I don't slide off my seat
Or get thrown in the street
One was always too many
But three was never enough
Sometimes they'd ask me politely
Sometimes they'd get real tough
It was slide off my seat
Or get thrown in the street
One was always too many
But three was never enough
One was always too many
But three was never enough
One was always too many
But three was never enough
My Hand Goes 'Round The Bottle
Artist(s): Gerry Mundale
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Writer(s):
Tony Moon (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
Country, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Western
Keywords:
Bar, Campfire, Cry In Your Beer, Despair, Drinking Song, Drunk, Heartbreak, Imagination, Jealousy, Jukebox, Left Out, Longing, Loss, Regret, Rejection, Roadhouse, Sad
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Piano, Steel Guitar
BPM:
122
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
My Hand Goes 'Round The Bottle
My Hand Goes 'Round The Bottle
My Hand Goes 'Round The Bottle
When her arms go 'round her man
Warm red wine is tearing my head up again
But not as much as the thought of her making love to him
I can just picture the passion now, as she turns off the light
Why can't I turn off her memory & face another lonely night
Chorus:
My Hand Goes 'Round The Bottle
When her arms go 'round her man
My head goes 'round in circles
& I forget just who I am
Each day I need her more and more
But tonight I'll do the best I can
My Hand Goes 'Round The Bottle
When her arms go 'round her man
It's hard to wait, knowing she wants to play
Why must love be a one way street with red lights all the way
Her love just drives me crazy & I'm not believin' she's real
But her now and thens don't satisfy, this hunger that I feel
Repeat Chorus
Judgement Day
Artist(s): Stonehouse
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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:
Country
Subcategories:
1960s, Classic Rock, Country, Folk, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Western
Keywords:
Americana, Bar, Down On Your Luck, Drinking, Good Ol' Boy, Gritty, Heartland, Jail, Melancholy, Prison, Redneck, Regret, Relationship, Roadhouse, Sad, Sinner, Tough, Trouble, Working Man
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
101
Key:
E
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Judgement Day
Judgement Day
Been tangled up in trouble
Ever since the day that I was born
My daddy taught me right from wrong
But deep down in my soul I was torn
For all the sins that I have done
Lord knows someday I will have to pay
Cause standing at the gates of hell
There's no one else blame
On judgement day
If I could live my life again
I can't say that I would change a thing
Cause when it comes to betting on a losing hand
To win I'm the king
There's no need for forgiveness
No regrets and there's nothing left to say
Cause standing at the gates of hell
There's no one else to blame
On judgement day
Ain't No Bad Time
Artist(s): Dixon
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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:
Country, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock
Keywords:
Americana, Attitude, Bar, Blue Collar, Classic, Club, Confident, Fun, Good Time, Gritty, Groove, Heartland, Jukebox, Line Dance, Party, Paycheck, Playful, Redneck, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Sexy, Southern, Texas, Tough, Truck Stop, Upbeat, Western, Working Man
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Pedal Steel Guitar, Piano
BPM:
76
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Ain't No Bad Time
Ain't No Bad Time
Fired from my job
Working for the man
Drove me to the limit
Well I do the best I can
I never liked him anyway
Now it looks like I'm free
I'm so happy I could sing
Ain't no bad time, for a good thing
Came home late
Whiskey on my breath
Baby said "Honey
You're just like all the rest"
She never liked me anyway
And that's all right with me
She tossed my bags, threw me my ring
Well there ain't no bad time, for a good thing
Ain't no bad time
Ain't no bad time
When the well runs dry time to have another drink
There ain't no bad time, for a good thing
Sitting at the bar
Got nowhere to go
Running out of money
And there's no one here I know
Look who just walked in the door
And she's smiling at me
Roadhouse angel where's your wings?
"Cause there ain't no bad time, for a good thing
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
Cheatin' Arms Hotel
Artist(s): Natasha Corrigan
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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:
Country
Subcategories:
1940s, 1950s, 1960s, Americana, Country, Female Vocal, Folk, Instrumental, Vintage, Vintage Masters, Western
Keywords:
Affair, Bar, Barroom, Cheating, Cowboy, Honky Tonk, Infidelity, Lies, Relationship, Retro, Roadhouse, Roots, Traditional, Truck Stop, Unfaithful, Vintage
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Pedal Steel Guitar, Violin
BPM:
140
Key:
E
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Cheatin' Arms Hotel
There's an old man at the front desk
Of this small hotel
His tired eyes have seen it all
But you know he'd never tell
And though I know he recognizes
You and me
He just says please sign the register
And then hands you the key
And he says
Welcome to the Cheatin' Arms Hotel
The rooms are small, no view at all
But they serve their purpose well
Keeping secrets is the service that we sell
So welcome to the Cheatin' Arms Hotel
He must know what we're thinking
How we hate the way we hide
And guess at all the lies we've told
And all the times we've cried
He must wonder 'bout our families
And a love that brings such pain
But he just says "now, Mr. Smith
Will that be cash again?"
And he says
Welcome to the Cheatin' Arms Hotel
The rooms are small no view at all
But the locks work very well
Keeping secrets is the service that we sell
So welcome to the Cheatin' Arms Hotel
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