Tracks Similar To 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
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'
Countryfied
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, Blues, Blues Rock, Classic Rock, Country, Male Vocal, Rock
Keywords:
America, Attitude, Backwoods, Bar, Blue Collar, City, Club, Confident, Deep South, Down Home, Fun, Good Time, Gritty, Groove, Heartland, Jukebox, Line Dance, Playful, Redneck, Roadhouse, Satisfied, Simple Life, Southern, Story, Toe Tapping, Truck Stop, Trucks, Upbeat, Work
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Dobro, Drums, Electric Guitar, Piano, Slide Guitar
Year Recorded:
1992
BPM:
120
Key:
Fm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Countryfied
DON'T WANT TO LIVE IN THE CITY
IT'S A COUNTRY LIFE FOR ME
I'VE SEEN ENOUGH TO KNOW
IT AIN'T A PLACE I WANT TO BE
LIVING IN THE FAST LANE
ALWAYS ON THE GO
THEY CAN HAVE THEIR FREEWAYS
I'LL TAKE A COUNTRY ROAD
GIVE ME A DOWN HOME WOMAN
A PIECE OF HEARTLAND
AN HONEST DAYS WORK
FOR A HARD WORKING MAN
IT'S A SIMPLE LIFE BUT I'M SATISFIED
I WAS BORN AND BREAD COUNTRIFIED
I DON'T NEED NO COMPUTER
I DON'T WEAR NO SUIT AND TIE
MY OFFICE IS A TRACTOR
'NEATH A BIG BLUE SKY
I DON'T WANT NO HIGH RISE
CLOSING IN ON ME
KEEP YOUR UPTOWN LIVING
ALL I'LL EVER NEED IS...
A DOWN HOME WOMAN
A PIECE OF HEARTLAND
AN HONEST DAYS WORK
FOR A HARD WORKING MAN
IT'S A SIMPLE LIFE BUT I'M SATISFIED
I WAS BORN AND BREAD COUNTRIFIED
YEAH I'M SATISFIED
BORN AND BAPTISED
A DOWN HOME WOMAN
A PIECE OF HEARTLAND
AN HONEST DAYS WORK
FOR A HARD WORKING MAN
IT'S A SIMPLE LIFE BUT I'M SATISFIED
I WAS BORN AND BREAD COUNTRIFIED
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
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
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
I Can't Drink Her Off My Mind
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, Western
Keywords:
2 Step, Americana, Bar, Barroom, Breakup, Closing Time, Down Home, Drinking, Driving, Happy, Heartbreak, Isolation, Jukebox, Last Call, Loneliness, Loss, Memory, Promo, Regret, Relationship, Roadhouse, Tearjerker, Texas, Toe Tapping, Traditional, Travel, Truck Stop, Two Step
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Pedal Steel Guitar, Piano, Violin
BPM:
120
Key:
D
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
I Can't Drink Her Off My Mind
I Can't Drink Her Off My Mind
Line 'em up bartender
We've got a job to do
It seems my heart is broken
And I need some help from you
My woman left me weeks ago
And I'm still torn up inside
I wish I could forget her
But I can't drink her off my mind
(So) Reach behind the counter
For the strongest stuff you got
If you think it'll do the trick, well
Then pour me a few more shots
I've tried whiskey and tequila
And a bottle of rot gut wine
I drank that woman out the door
But I can't drink her off my mind
Well I went out most every night
Knew every bar in town
While she stayed home so lonely
I was out here pourin' 'em down
Said she had all she could take
I'd finally crossed that line
Now she's gone but I'm still here
Tryin' to drink her off my mind
(So) Reach behind the counter
For the strongest stuff you got
If you think it'll do the trick, well
Then pour me a few more shots
I've tried whiskey and tequila
And a bottle of rot gut wine
I drank that woman out the door
But I can't drink her off my mind
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
Dirty Dollar Day
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, Americana, Country, Male Vocal, Rock, Western
Keywords:
Americana, Attitude, Bar, Bills, Blue Collar, Broke, Club, Commitment, Confident, Dollar, Factory, Family, Fun, Good Ol' Boy, Good Time, Gritty, Hard Working, Heartland, Kids, Line Dance, Money, Paycheck, Playful, Redneck, Retirement, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Southern, Tough, Trucks, Upbeat, Wife, Working Man
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Violin
Year Recorded:
1993
BPM:
139
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Dirty Dollar Day
EVERY WEEKDAY MORNING I WAKE UP I WANT TO STAY RIGHT THERE IN BED
THERE'S SO MANY THINGS THAT I'D RATHER DO BUT I GOTTA GO TO WORK INSTEAD
IT'S NOT THAT I NEED THE MONEY, IT'S THE BILLS I NEED TO PAY
I OWE, I OWE SO OFF TO WORK I GO ANOTHER DIRTY DOLLAR DAY
I SHOULD HAVE USED MY HEAD AND NOT MY BACK, I WOULDN'T BE IN THE SHAPE I'M IN
BUT WORKIN' HARD IS ALL I'VE EVER KNOWN, THAT'S JUST THE WAY IT'S ALWAYS BEEN
GOT A WIFE AND KIDS WHO DEPEND ON ME TO KEEP THE BIG BAD WOLVES AWAY
I OWE, I OWE SO OFF TO WORK I GO ANOTHER DIRTY DOLLAR DAY
ANOTHER DIRTY DOLLAR DAY I CAN'T PAY THE RENT
I'M SPENDING MORE MONEY THAN THE GOVERNMENT
THEY SAY THIS JOB IS HEAVEN SENT
BUT IT SEEMS LIKE HELL TO ME
IF I'M STILL ALIVE WHEN I'M SIXTY-FIVE
I'LL RETIRE AND GO FISHING ALL DAY
UNTIL THEN HERE IT COMES AGAIN
ANOTHER DIRTY DOLLAR DAY
NOW MY FRIENDS DOWN AT THE FACTORY WELL WE ALL FEEL ABOUT THE SAME
WHEN YOU WORK FROM DAWN TILL THE SUN GOES DOWN NO TIME TO PLAY THE MONEY GAME
YOU KNOW I'M LOOKING FORWARD TO THE DAY I DON'T HAVE TO SAY
I OWE, I OWE SO OFF TO WORK I GO ANOTHER DIRTY DOLLAR DAY
ANOTHER DIRTY DOLLAR DAY I GOTTA PAY THE RENT
I'M SPENDING MORE MONEY THAN THE GOVERNMENT
THEY SAY THIS JOB IS HEAVEN SENT
BUT IT SEEMS LIKE HELL TO ME
FOLKS LIKE ME STILL HAVE OUR DREAMS
THEY'LL BE COMING TRUE SOMEDAY
UNTIL THEN HERE IT COMES AGAIN
ANOTHER DIRTY DOLLAR DAY
ANOTHER DIRTY DOLLAR DAY I GOTTA PAY THE RENT
I'M SPENDING MORE MONEY THAN THE GOVERNMENT
THEY SAY THIS JOB IS HEAVEN SENT
BUT IT SEEMS LIKE HELL TO ME
FOLKS LIKE ME STILL HAVE OUR DREAMS
THEY'LL BE COMING TRUE SOMEDAY
UNTIL THEN HERE IT COMES AGAIN
ANOTHER DIRTY DOLLAR DAY
UNTIL THEN HERE IT COMES AGAIN
ANOTHER DIRTY DOLLAR DAY
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
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
Over The Moon
Artist(s): Jesse Turnbow
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Writer(s):
Jesse Turnbow (ASCAP) 50% / Robert McGilpin (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
1990s, Country, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Western
Keywords:
Confident, Emotional, Fire, First Love, Heartfelt, Heartland, Hope, Hot, Joyful, Love, Memories, Moon, Playful, Reflective, Relationship, Reminiscent, Roadhouse, Rock, Romance, Sentimental, Southern, Support, Together, Truck Stop, Trucks, Unforgettable Love, Upbeat, Uplifting, Waiting
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Piano, Violin
Year Recorded:
1993
BPM:
138
Key:
D
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Over The Moon
BACK WHEN WE WEREN'T OLD ENOUGH
BUT OLD ENOUGH TO KNOW WRONG FROM RIGHT
DROVE MY DADDY'S TRUCK TO MILLER'S LAKE
AND WE PARKED BENEATH THE FULL MOONLIGHT
NO ONE TOLD US WHAT TO DO
SO WE DID WHAT COMES NATURALLY
AND WHEN THAT MOON LIT UP YOUR FACE
SOMETHIN CHANGED INSIDE OF ME
I CAN'T GET OVER THE MOON
HOW EVERY GOLDEN RAY OF LIGHT STILL REMINDS ME OF THAT NIGHT
AND EVERY TIME THAT OLD MOON RISES, I REMEMBER ALL TOO SOON
THAT YOUR HEART'S SOMEWHERE ON THE OTHER SIDE
AND I CAN'T GET OVER THE MOON
WE TALKED OF GETTING MARRIED
AS SOON AS GRADUATION CAME
THAT OLD MOON HEARD EVERY WORD
AND THE PROMISES WE MADE
BUT YOUR FAMILY LOOKED DOWN ON ME
THEY ENDED ALL OUR PLANS
SENT YOU OFF TO COLLEGE
I STAYED IN TOWN TO WORK FOR MY OLD MAN
AND I CAN'T GET OVER THE MOON
HOW EVERY GOLDEN RAY OF LIGHT STILL REMINDS ME OF GOODBYE
AND EVERY TIME THAT OLD MOON RISES, I REMEMBER ALL TOO SOON
THAT YOUR HEART'S SOMEWHERE ON THE OTHER SIDE
AND I CAN'T GET OVER THE MOON
I WROTE YOU LETTERS FOR THE LONGEST TIME
WE TALKED FOR HOURS ON THE TELPHONE
MY PHONE QUITE RINGING, YOUR LETTERS STOPPED
IT WAS THEN I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN
THAT WAS MANY YEARS AGO
YOU'RE A GHOST THAT I CAN'T SET FREE
AND WHEN THAT OLD MOON RISES NOW
I STILL WONDER DO YOU THINK OF ME
AND I CAN'T GET OVER THE MOON
HOW EVERY GOLDEN RAY OF LIGHT STILL REMINDS ME OF THAT NIGHT
AND EVERY TIME THAT OLD MOON RISES, I REMEMBER ALL TOO SOON
THAT YOUR HEART'S SOMEWHERE ON THE OTHER SIDE
AND I CAN'T GET OVER THE MOON
Nowhere To Go
Artist(s): The Nick Vincent Project
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Writer(s):
Nick Vincent (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Blues
Subcategories:
Blues, Blues Rock, Country, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock
Keywords:
Americana, Attitude, Bar, Club, Gritty, Heartland, Playful, Porn, Redneck, Roadhouse, Sexy, Southern, Strip Club, Texas, Working Man
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ, Piano
BPM:
90
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Nowhere To Go
Nowhere To Go
Say now darlin', I haven't seen you here before
I've been sitting here waiting for something to come through the door
Someone to watch life go by without a care
I've got nowhere to go, and all night to get there
Tell me all about yourself, how did you get in ?
Did you come in through a keyhole or glide on the wind
I could listen to you for hours -
I hope you don't mind if I just stare
I've got nowhere to go and all night to get there
All these people do nothingbut run for their lifes
So hard to find hapiness riding on the knife
But right here beside me, I've got it figured out
I knew when I first met you, you knew what I was all about
Take a look around here - they haven't got a clue
Let's you and I put our dark glasses on and enjoy the view
You see, the world is in such a crazy state
Something's got to happen, 'cos it's already too late
But you and me together, we can make it through tonight
Let's hold on to trust and turn out the light
I thought that I was dreaming - there was a band up on the stage
Our bodies dancing slowly, our hearts in a rage
Then I realize this is no dream - you and I are lying bare
We've got nowhere to go and all night to get there
We've got nowhere to go and all night to get there
We've got nowhere to go and all night to get there
Large Living
Writer(s):
Andre Mayeux (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
Blues, Country, Instrumental, Rock
Keywords:
Americana, Attitude, Bar, Bed Mix, Classic, Club, Cruising, Fun, Good Times, Groove, Heartland, Money, Outdoors, Paycheck, Redneck, Road Trip, Roadhouse, Southern, Texas, Travel, Working Man
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Harmonica, Horns, Piano
BPM:
118
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
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
Cowgirl Hall Of Fame
Artist(s): Jesse Turnbow
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Writer(s):
Jesse Turnbow (ASCAP) 50% / Robert McGilpin (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
1990s, Country, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rockabilly, Western
Keywords:
America, Confident, Country Girl, Cowboy, Cowgirl, Down Home, Emotional, Fire, Good Hearted Woman, Happiness, Happy, Heartfelt, Heartland, Hot, Joyful, Line Dance, Love, Playful, Relationship, Rodeo, Romance, Satisfied, Sentimental, Southern, Together, Trucks, Upbeat, Uplifting
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Piano
Year Recorded:
1993
BPM:
135
Key:
E
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Cowgirl Hall Of Fame
SHE'S MY BEAUTY QUEEN IN HER BOOTS AND BLUE JEANS
SHE'S GOT CLASS WITH A DOWN HOME STYLE
GOT MORE TO SHOW THAN A RODEO
YEH SHE DRIVES THIS COWBOY WILD
SHE CAN DO ANYTHING THAT A MAN CAN DO
SHE DOES IT AND DON'T COMPLAIN
SHE OUGHT TO BE WHERE EVERYONE CAN SEE
IN THE COWGIRL HALL OF FAME
SHE CAN COOK, SHE CAN SEW, SHE CAN RIDE AND ROPE
SHE CAN DANCE UNTIL THE COWS COME HOME
WHEN IT COMES TO LOVE, SHE'S GOT MORE THAN ENOUGH
THIS COWBOY WILL NEVER ROAM
YEH, I'M GONNA TAKE HER PICTURE AND HANG IT IN A SILVER FRAM FRAME
'CAUSE SUCH A PRETTY FACE DESERVES A PLACE
IN THE COWGIRL HALL OF FAME
FOLKS WILL COME TO TOWN FROM MILES AROUND
BUY A TICKET AND STAND IN LINE
TO SEE REBA, DOLLY AND LORETTA LYNN
AND A TRIBUTE TO PATSY CLINE
BUT THE NUMBER ONE GIRL IN THIS COWBOY'S WORLD
IS THE ONE THAT LIGHTS MY FLAME
WITH ALL THE THINGS SHE DO, I ELECTED HER TO
THE COWGIRL HALL OF FAME
SHE CAN COOK, SHE CAN SEW
SHE CAN RIDE AND ROPE
SHE CAN DANCE UNTIL THE COWS COME HOME
WHEN IT COMES TO LOVE
SHE'S GOT MORE THAN ENOUGH
THIS COWBOY WILL NEVER ROAM
YEH, I'M GONNA TAKE HER PICTURE
AND HANG IT IN A SILVER FRAME
'CAUSE SUCH A PRETTY FACE DESERVES A PLACE
IN THE COWGIRL HALL OF FAME
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
No More Christmas Blues
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:
Holiday
Subcategories:
Blues, Christmas, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock
Keywords:
Americana, Attitude, Bar, Christmas, Classic, Club, Down Home, Fireplace, Good Time, Groove, Happy, Holidays, Passionate, Roadhouse, Romantic, Seasonal, Sexy, Soulful, Southern, Strut, Temptation, Winter
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ
BPM:
123
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
No More Christmas Blues
NO MORE CHRISTMAS BLUES
I woke up this morning
And what did I see
A whole stack of presents
Sitting under the tree
The fireplace was glowing
Mistletoe everywhere
And the best thing of all
Baby, you were standing there
Did I die and go to heaven
Or did all my dreams come true
Coz thanks to you, baby
I've got no more Christmas Blues
Every year 'round December
Found myself all alone
Had no holiday spirit
All my joy was gone
Not one Christmas caroler
Ever came 'round my door
Even Santa forgot me
I couldn't take it no more
I must've died and gone to heaven
Because all my dreams came true
Since you came into my life
I've got no more Christmas Blues
I woke up this morning
And what did I see
The one gift that I wished for
Lying right next to me
No more feeling lonely
No more feeling blue
It's the merriest Christmas
And it's all because of you
I must've died and gone to heaven
Because all my dreams came true
And thanks to you now, baby
I've got no more Christmas Blues
Thanks to you now, baby
I've got no more Christmas Blues
I Wanna Be Close To You
Artist(s): Bettie Wilson & The Rockets
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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:
Americana, Country, Female Vocal, Folk, Instrumental, Pop, Reality TV Moods & Emotions, Rock, Singer Songwriter
Keywords:
Americana, Confident, Driving, Emotional, Fire, Heartfelt, Heartland, Hope, Hot, Joyful, Love, Motivational, Playful, Promo, Relationship, Sexy, Smooth, Swampy, Together, Travel, Upbeat
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Harmonica, Mandolin, Organ, Piano
BPM:
91
Key:
C
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
I Wanna Be Close To You
I WANNA BE CLOSE TO YOU
When I wake up each morning
And you're lying next to me
There's nowhere in this whole wide world
That I would rather be, oh no
Ain't no place I'd rather be
So move a little closer
C'mon and hold me tight
There ain't no better way I know
To start the day off right, yeah yeah
Let's start the day off right
There's nothing that needs doing
That we can't put aside
Let's leave it til tomorrow
Right now one thing's on my mind
I WANNA BE CLOSE TO YOU
Like fire to a spark
OOOH, I WANNA BE CLOSE TO YOU
Like the beating of my heart
Why don't we just call in sick
And stay in bed all day
The world will get on fine without us
It'll be okay, oh yeah
We can lie in bed all day
Ooooh, Let's not waste another minute
Time is slipping by
So wrap your arms around me, baby
Let me show you why
I WANNA BE CLOSE TO YOU
Like fire to a spark
OOOH, I WANNA BE CLOSE TO YOU
Till we can't tell us apart
Anything I have ever dreamed
I can see, in your eyes
Baby, it's so clear to me
Where I wanna spend my life
I WANNA BE CLOSE TO YOU
OOOH, I WANNA BE CLOSE TO YOU
Ooooh, Let's not waste another minute
Time is slipping by
So wrap your arms around me, baby
Let me show you why
I WANNA BE CLOSE TO YOU
Like fire to a spark
OOOH, I WANNA BE CLOSE TO YOU
Like the beating of my heart
I WANNA BE CLOSE TO YOU
I'm the fire, you're the spark, baby
OOOH, I WANNA BE CLOSE TO YOU
Till we can't tell us apart
Me and you, you and me, nowhere else I'd rather be than close to you
You and me, me and you, all I wanna do, I wanna be close to you
Me and you, you and me, nowhere else I'd rather be than close to you
You and me, me and you, all I wanna do, I wanna be close to you
Booze Blooze
Artist(s): Roadhouse Kings
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Writer(s):
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Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Squid Knees Music (ASCAP) 50%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
Blues, Blues Rock, Country, Instrumental, Rock
Keywords:
Americana, Attitude, Bar, Club, Energetic, Exercise, Fun, Gritty, Groove, Heartland, Honky Tonk, Roadhouse, Rowdy, Shuffle, Southern, Sports, Strip Club, Texas, Tough, Upbeat
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ, Piano, Slide Guitar
BPM:
132
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
6/8
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
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
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
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
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