Tracks Similar To Slow Train
Down By The Riverside
Artist(s): Paul Otten
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Arranger(s):
Paul C. Otten (BMI) 100%
Original Composer:
Traditional (Public Domain) (Public Domain)
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
1940s, 1950s, Americana, Bluegrass, Country Western, Folk, Gospel, Instrumental, Male Vocal, PD, Public Domain, Public Domain (PD), Religious
Keywords:
American, Backwoods, Baptist, Bible, Blue Collar, Christian, Church, Classic, Congregation, Country Road, Cowboy, Downhome, Drifter, Easy Going, God, Heartland, Hopeful, Inspirational, Jesus, Porch, Praise, Rambler, Religion, Retro, Revival, Roadhouse, Southern, Spiritual, Story Teller, The South, Throwback, Two Step, Upbeat, Vagabond, Vintage Sound, Worship
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Fiddle, Pedal Steel Guitar
Year Recorded:
2020
BPM:
110
Key:
E
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Down By The Riverside
DOWN BY THE RIVERSIDE
VERSE 1
I'm gonna lay down my burden
Down by the riverside
Down by the riverside
Down by the riverside
I'm gonna lay down my burden
Down by the riverside
I'm gonna study war no more
CHORUS
I ain't gonna study war no more
I ain't gonna study war no more
I ain't gonna study war no more
I ain't gonna study war no more
I ain't gonna study war no more
I ain't gonna study war no more
VERSE 2
I'm gonna put on my long white robe
Down by the riverside
Down by the riverside
Down by the riverside
I'm gonna put on my long white robe
Down by the riverside
I'm gonna study war no more
CHORUS
VERSE 3
I'm gonna lay down my sword and shield
Down by the riverside
Down by the riverside
Down by the riverside
I'm gonna lay down my sword and shield
Down by the riverside
I'm gonna study war no more
CHORUS
Lonely Song
Artist(s): Paul Otten
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Writer(s):
Paul Christopher Otten (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
1940s, 1950s, Americana, Country, Folk, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Moods Somber, Western
Keywords:
Bar, Classic, Country Road, Loneliness, Lonely, Longing, Lost, Love, Melancholy, Nashville, Porch, Retro, Roadhouse, Simple, Somber, Travel, Wayfaring, Yearning, Yodeling
Instruments:
Acoustic Bass, Acoustic Guitar
BPM:
80
Key:
B♭
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Lonely Song
CHORUS:
OOH
SINGING HIS LONELY SONG
ALONE ON THE DUSTY TRAIL
THE MOONLIGHT IS HIS ONLY FRIEND
SINGING ABOUT HIS LONG LOST LOVE
AND THE LONELINESS THAT LIES AHEAD
CHORUS
AND SO HE MOVES ON AND SINGS HIS SONG
AND SLEEPS UNDER THE WIDE OPEN SKY
THE ONLY DELIVERANCE IS THE SWEET SWEET SOUND
THAT GIVES HIM SOME PEACE IN HIS MIND
CHORUS
EVERYDAY TAKES IT'S TOLL
WORN DOWN LIKE THE DUSTY ROAD HE
FOLLOWS AWAY FROM THE LOVE HE KNEW
SINGING HIS LONELY SONG
SINGING HIS LONELY SONG
CHORUS
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 Night On The Town
Artist(s): Paul Otten
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Paul Christopher Otten (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
1940s, 1950s, Americana, Country, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Western
Keywords:
Bar, Celebratory, Classic, Country Road, Dancing, Going Out, Love, Nashville, Party, Porch, Relationship, Retro, Roadhouse, Romantic, Upbeat, Uplifting
Instruments:
Acoustic Bass, Brush Snare, Dobro, Guitar
BPM:
90
Key:
F
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
A Night On The Town
EVERYDAY I'M WORKING MY
FINGERS TO THE BONE
EVERY EVENING YOU'RE WAITING ON ME
FOR WHEN I GET HOME
AND THE SUN COMES UP
AND THE SUN GOES DOWN
WE START THE SAME THING OVER
EVERY LIVE LONG DAY
WELL HOW ABOUT YOU AND ME GO
CHASE THESE CARES AWAY
HONEY LET'S GO OUT
HONEY LET'S GO OUT
CHORUS:
SO PUT ON YOUR BEST DRESS
I'LL PUT ON A TALL HAT
HONEY LET'S STEP OUT
FOR A NIGHT ON THE TOWN
UNDER THE BRIGHT LIGHTS
SWAYING TO THE MUSIC ALL NIGHT
HONEY LET'S STEP OUT
FOR A NIGHT ON THE TOWN
HONEY HONEY HONEY HONEY
HONEY HONEY HONEY HONEY
HONEY LET'S STEP OUT
FOR A NIGHT ON THE TOWN
WELL SLEEP WILL BE WAITING FOR US
WHEN WE'RE LYING IN OUR GRAVES
SO TONIGHT LET'S LEAVE THESE TROUBLES
FOR ANOTHER DAY
HONEY LET'S GO OUT
HONEY LET'S GO OUT
Railroad Train
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, Coming Home, Cowboy, Down Home, Earthy, Folky, Freewheeling, Kentucky, Louisiana, On The Road, Railroad, Retro, Road, Roots, South, Southern, Story Telling, Tennessee, Traditional, Train, Travel, Vintage
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Dobro, Drums, Guitar, Harmonica, Pedal Steel Guitar
BPM:
88
Key:
G
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Railroad Train
Well this life we live is like a railroad train
This life we live is like a railroad train
Just keep 'er on the tracks We're comin' round the bend
Woo hoo ridin' on this train
Mr. Engineer hold the throttle safe
As we go ridin' on this train
Keep on a stokin' that coal we ride this train
Doncha hear that whistle blow we ride this train
The conductor's on the line we're runnin' right on time
Woo hoo ridin' on this train
Mr. Engineer hold the throttle safe
As we go ridin' on this train
We been to Louisiana rollin thru to Alabama We ride this train
Headin' for Kentucky rollin right through Tennessee We ride this train
Thru wind & thru the rain and whatever comes our way
Woo hoo ridin' on this train
Mr. Engineer hold the throttle safe
As we go ridin' on this train
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
Dirty Work
Artist(s): Stonehouse
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / David Isaac Feldstein (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Davish Gold Music (ASCAP) 50%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
Alternative Country, Americana, Country, Folk, Gothic Country, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Singer Songwriter, Southern Gothic
Keywords:
Back Porch, Bar, Bayou, Betrayal, Blue Collar, Bluesy, Countryside, Devil, Dirty Work, Down Home, Down On Your Luck, Drifter, Drifting, Drinking, Dust Bowl, Evil, Good Ol' Boy, Gritty, Heartland, Hit Man, Hobo, Jail, Louisiana, Melancholy, Mess, Mid West, Moody, Murder, Prison, Railroad, Redemption, Redneck, Regret, Relationship, Roadhouse, Rough, Sad, Searching, Seedy, Sinner, Soulful, Southern, Spaghetti Western, Story Tellers, Struggle, Swamp, Tough, Trailer Park, Trailer Trash, Train, Trouble, Vagabond, Whiskey, Working Man
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Slide Guitar, Tambourine
BPM:
82
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Dirty Work
Dirty Work
It ain't a pretty picture
But it's all I know
Been called a devil
Without a soul
My hands are stained
from those I've touched
Sometimes the price that's paid
Is way too much
'Til I find a reason to take a different road
I'm the man you call to do your dirty work
I'm the man you call to do your dirty work
If I believed
There was something else
I'd seek redemption
I'd save myself
I've never seen
Another way
I'll walk the walk, you know
No need to change
'Til I find a reason to take a different road
I'm the man you call to do your dirty work
I'm the man you call to do your dirty work
Have I betrayed
The world I know
Someday I hope and pray
that I will know
'Til I find a reason to take a different road
I'm the man you call to do your dirty work
I'm the man you call to do your dirty work
Just Shoot Me
Artist(s): Kelly Pardekooper
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Writer(s):
Kelly Pardekooper (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
Alternative Country, Americana, Country, Folk, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock, Singer Songwriter
Keywords:
Alcohol, Back Porch, Bar, Bayou, Blue Collar, Bluesy, Countryside, Dark, Depression, Disappointment, Down Home, Drifter, Drifting, Drinking, Dust Bowl, Farm, Fields, Heartland, Hobo, Intimate, Introspective, Louisiana, Mid West, Moody, Railroad, Roadhouse, Rough, Searching, Seedy, Soulful, Southern, Story Tellers, Struggle, Swamp, Tired, Trailer Park, Trailer Trash, Train, Vagabond, Whiskey, Working Man
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
102
Key:
A
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Just Shoot Me
Just Shoot Me
I've been walking in my hometown
And I keep tripping on memories of you
And now you're long gone and I'm still reeling
Mining deeper shades of blue
I walk these same old streets
And I eat the same old meats
But I don't cook them, like me, they're raw straight through
Yeah my hearts already gone and my body can't have long
So go on and shoot me, so the rest of me can die
I don't sleep now, and I don't eat now
I keep catching glimpses of you
Now you're long gone, and I'm still talking
To some ghost of a girl that I once knew
Yeah I walk these same old streets
And I keep the same old beats
But I don't cook them, like me, they're raw straight through
My hearts already gone and my body can't have long
So go on shoot me, so the rest of me can die
Go on shoot me, so the rest of me can die
Least I'm Not Alone
Artist(s): Kelly Pardekooper
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Writer(s):
Kelly Pardekooper (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
Alternative, Alternative Country, Alternative Rock, Americana, Blues, Blues Rock, Country, Folk, Indie Rock, Indie Singer Songwriter, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Bar, Blue Collar, Countryside, Down Home, Drifter, Drinking, Heartland, Introspective, Mid West, Nebraska, Railroad, Reflective, Roadhouse, Rough, Searching, Seedy, Southern, Spanish Flavor, Story Tellers, Swampy, Trailer Park, Trailer Trash, Train Beat, Vagabond, Whiskey, Working Man
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Pedal Steel Guitar
Year Recorded:
2016
BPM:
95
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Least I'm Not Alone
So I jumped off here distally
There's nothing like the harmony
of knowing that the farthest point of origin will protect me
From all the empty promises
All the things that speak to me
and it's OK if I just stay at home
At least I'm not alone
At least I'm not alone
And I don't mind if you're not really here
I know it's truncated but clear
for all the world see
That you're here staring back at me
Hoping for some lateral device to pull the covers from my eyes
'Cause all these layers come and go
At least I'm not alone
At least I'm not alone
And night time's when it all starts getting strange
Wish I could simple rearrange that little part of me that lusts for the lobotomy
I need a little talking to and that's the door that you come through
To keep this boy from sinking like a stone
At least I'm not alone
At least I'm not alone
And I don't mind if you're not really here
I know you're nothing I should fear.
The world don't have to see that you're here standing next to me
'Cause I jumped off here distally
and there's nothing like the harmony of all these layers singing me back home
At least I'm not alone
At least I'm not alone
At least I'm not alone
At least I'm not alone
The Dream Of A Cowboy
Artist(s): Country Jesse Storm
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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:
1930s, 1940s, 1950s, Americana, Country, Folk, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Vintage Mixes, Western
Keywords:
Americana, Campfire, Cowboy, Cowboy Meets Girl, Cowboy Movies, Down Home, Jukebox, Old Timey, Plains, Prairie, Relationship, Roadhouse, Rodeo, Roots, Sentimental, Sweet, Traditional, Truck Stop, Vintage, Westerns, Wide Open Spaces, Yodel, Yodeling
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
164
Key:
E
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
6/8
Lyrics:
The Dream Of A Cowboy
Out on the range
When day turns to night
The western wind blows
And the stars shine so bright
The cattle are lowing
The fire's glowing too
It's time to turn in
And dream dreams of you
The dream of a cowboy
Is gentle and sweet
Like the tune of an old western song
It's the dream of a cowgirl
Who's waiting for me
That keeps me driving these dogies along
I lay out my bedroll
On the hard prairie ground
And off in the distance
I can hear the soft sound
Of a river that's rushing
And a few crickets too
With my head on my knapsack
I dream dreams of you
Your Caboose
Artist(s): Kelly Pardekooper
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Writer(s):
Kelly Pardekooper (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
Alternative Country, Americana, Country, Folk, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock, Singer Songwriter
Keywords:
Back Porch, Bar, Blue Collar, Bluesy, Boxcar, Countryside, Down Home, Drifter, Drifting, Drinking, Dust Bowl, Evil, Farm, Heartland, Hobo, Introspective, Mean, Mid West, Railroad, Relationship, Roadhouse, Rough, Searching, Seedy, Southern, Story Teller, Struggle, Swamp, Trailer Park, Trailer Trash, Train, Trouble, Whiskey, Working Man
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
121
Key:
D
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Your Caboose
You say I'm lazy and you say I'm slow
You talk to me with words you know that I won't know
You're so lovely darling, but you're so cruel
Parade me around this town
Your private king of fools
That's just how it's supposed to be
That's just how it's supposed to be
So take me with you darling, you've got to choose
If you don't want me you can always cut me loose
You're so lovely darling, but you're so cruel
Lets go dancing out on your caboose
That's just how it's supposed to be
That's just how it's supposed to be
Tell Me (You're The One)
Artist(s): Kelly Pardekooper
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Writer(s):
Kelly Pardekooper (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
Alternative Country, Americana, Ballad, Country, Folk, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock, Singer Songwriter
Keywords:
Alcohol, Back Porch, Bar, Bayou, Blue Collar, Bluesy, Boxcar, Countryside, Dark, Depression, Disappointment, Down Home, Drifter, Drifting, Drinking, Dust Bowl, Farm, Fields, Heartland, Hobo, Home, Intimate, Introspective, Louisiana, Mid West, Moody, Open Road, Railroad, Roadhouse, Rough, Searching, Seedy, Soulful, Southern, Story Tellers, Struggle, Swamp, Tired, Trailer Park, Trailer Trash, Train, Travel, Vagabond, Whiskey, Working Man
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
143
Key:
B♭
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Tell Me (You're The One)
Tell Me (You're the One)
Tell me you're the one that'll always drive me crazy
Tell me you're the one that still wants to have my baby
Tell me you're the one that never has to fake it
When you say that it's alright I could not make it
Tell me I could stop this any time I want to
Tell me I got heart, enough to drive a truck through
Tell me I can go on sleeping if I need to
Tell me I could hang it up and just come on home to you. To you
'Cause I just can't smile anymore
Tell me I could walk away from these hot lights
Tell me I could leave that neon late night
Tell me I should do whatever I want to
Dig a ditch, hell you don't care, as long as I come home to you.
To you To you To you
Tell me I'm the one that never leaves you lonely
Tell I'm the one, that one true one and only
Tell me it's alright that I don't shed tears to cry
Tell me I'm the one that'll always make you happy
Tell me I'm the one that always leaves you laughing
Tell me I'm the one you're dreaming of late at night
Straight out of our minds, straight out of our minds
Tell me you're the one that'll always drive me crazy
Tell me you're the one that still wants to have my baby
Tell me I'm the one you're dreaming of late at night
Not In Iowa
Artist(s): Kelly Pardekooper
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Writer(s):
Kelly Pardekooper (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
Alternative Country, Americana, Classic Rock, Country, Folk, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock, Singer Songwriter
Keywords:
Alcohol, Back Porch, Bar, Bayou, Blue Collar, Bluesy, Countryside, Dark, Depression, Desperado, Disappointment, Down Home, Drifter, Drifting, Drinking, Dust Bowl, Farm, Fields, Heartland, Hobo, Intimate, Introspective, Louisiana, Mid West, Moody, Railroad, Roadhouse, Rough, Searching, Southern, Spaghetti Western, Spanish, Spanish Flavor, Story Tellers, Struggle, Swamp, Tired, Trailer Park, Trailer Trash, Train, Vagabond, Whiskey, Working Man
Instruments:
Accordion, Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
110
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Not In Iowa
I left my country home, I left the fields and plains
To feel the desert wind, escape the rain
But she saw me coming from a thousand miles away
She took my hand and asked my name
She led me to her house and fed me Spanish wine
And up 'till then I'd of swore I was doing fine
But she said you never smile and it's starting to creep me out
I should have listened to my doubt
So take that gun and make me swallow
And I'll be smiling forevermore
My head is spinning and my eyes can't find the door
I'm not in Iowa anymore
I miss my country home, I miss the corn and beans
This sand it's in my lungs, I could really use some rain
She turned the lights down and crept up close to me
So I would feel what I could not see
Just take that gun and make me swallow
And I'll be smiling forevermore
My hands are tied now and my feet won't touch the floor
I'm not in Iowa anymore
Not in Iowa anymore...
Goo
Artist(s): Kelly Pardekooper
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Writer(s):
Kelly Pardekooper (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
Alternative Country, Americana, Country, Folk, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rock, Singer Songwriter
Keywords:
Alcohol, Back Porch, Bar, Bayou, Blue Collar, Bluesy, Countryside, Dark, Depression, Disappointment, Down Home, Drifter, Drifting, Drinking, Dust Bowl, Farm, Fields, Heartland, Hobo, Intimate, Introspective, Louisiana, Mid West, Moody, Railroad, Roadhouse, Rough, Searching, Seedy, Soulful, Southern, Story Tellers, Struggle, Swamp, Tired, Trailer Park, Trailer Trash, Train, Vagabond, Whiskey, Working Man
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Organ
BPM:
113
Key:
G
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Goo
Goo
What if I walked you all the way home?
Would you ask me in for coffee?
Would you make me leave alone?
What if I took you half way around the world?
Bought you diamonds, bought you pearls.
Would you let me come inside?
I don't know where I'm going tonight
But I think if you would hold me everything would be alright
I know it's nothing new for you
But it's everything to me
When you're home all asleep so safe and tight
I'm the one that's in your hollow
Singing underneath your light
When you're out riding around on sunny days
I'm the one that's in the shadow
Hoping that you'll look my way
I don't know where I'm going tonight
But I think if you would hold me everything would be alright
I know it's nothing new for you
But it's everything to me
The End
Artist(s): The 3Ms
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Writer(s):
Michelle Leigh Leverette (BMI) 33.33% / Michelle Weinstein Murray (BMI) 33.33% / Scott Free (ASCAP) 33.34%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 66.66% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 33.34%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
Alternative Country, Americana, Gothic Country, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Southern Gothic
Keywords:
Adventure, Bar, Blue Collar, Confident, Countryside, Crossroads, Determined, Dirty Work, Down Home, Down On Your Luck, Drifter, Drifting, Drinking, Driving, Dust Bowl, Good Ol' Boy, Gritty, Heartland, Jail, Jailhouse, Mid West, Moody, Outlaw, Prison, Railroad, Redemption, Redneck, Roadhouse, Searching, Sinner, Southern, Spaghetti Western, Story Tellers, Struggle, Train, Vagabond, Whiskey, Working Man
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Baritone Guitar, Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Tambourine
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
107
Key:
F♯m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
The End
THE END
VERSE 1
Look up ahead
I see the cross roads coming
It's time to choose here once again
Yeah, up ahead
Find out just what it's costing
How much of this life must be bled
PRE-CHORUS
I never think about tomorrow, where I'll go
But here I am once again
CHORUS
Oh, here's to the end
So raise a glass and then I'll go
Oh, now it begins
Starting a journey in my soul
The beginning of the end of everything I know
VERSE 2
Left or right
I hear a distant rumble
Thunder always brings me light
Wrong or right
Find out just who is humble
Oh no, I won't shrink from this fight
PRE-CHORUS
CHORUS
PRE-CHORUS
I never think about tomorrow, where I'll go
But here I am once again
CHORUS
TAG
The beginning of the end of everything I know
It's The Light
Artist(s): Daniel Young
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Writer(s):
Daniel Buehner (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Folk
Subcategories:
Alternative Country, Americana, Indie Americana, Indie Singer Songwriter, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Singer Songwriter
Keywords:
Blue Collar, Countryside, Down Home, Drifter, Earthy, Encouragement, Heartland, Hope, Introspective, Mid West, Railroad, Rambler, Reflective, Road Song, Roadhouse, Searching, Southern, Story Tellers, Train Beat, Traveler, Traveling, Vagabond, Working Man
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitars
Year Recorded:
2018
BPM:
93
Key:
F
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
It's The Light
IT'S THE LIGHT
VERSE 1
I was singin' songs in the darkness.
I was singin' songs towards the light.
Well I couldn't gain ground, couldn't stand up.
I couldn't stand up anymore.
VERSE 2
I was singin' songs in the darkness.
I was singin' songs in the night.
Well I couldn't stand up, couldn't gain ground,
Couldn't stand up anymore.
CHORUS
Its the darkness, I suppose
It's the light that gets me goin'.
It's the light that gets me goin' again.
It's the darkness that gets me down.
It's the light that gets me up.
It's the light that gets me goin' again.
VERSE 3
I was singin' songs 'bout them angels
I was singin' songs about the night
Is heaven gonna let me in, in the doors above?
Is it gonna get me down or get me up?
CHORUS
You Don't Say
Artist(s): Kelly Pardekooper
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Writer(s):
Kelly Pardekooper (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative Country, Alternative Rock, Americana, Blues Rock, Country, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Backwoods, Bar, Blue Collar, Bluesy, City, Cool, Crime, Danger, Dirty, Down Home, Drifter, Drinking, Gritty, Heartland, Highway, Introspective, Legend, Mid West, Open Road, Outlaw, Poetic, Roadhouse, Rough, Seedy, Sleazy, Southern, Streets, Tears, Trailer Park, Trailer Trash, Travel, Trouble, Vagabond, Whiskey, Working Man
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Pedal Steel Guitar
BPM:
96
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
You Don't Say
It started in the garden with Daisy
Near your Mama's heart and roses
Feel the Indy rain, it cleans me
See the falling snow come down, it blinds, now it blinds
You don't say, you don't say
Irreverent writer, I read you
Button down and tied, IQ divine
Can you feel me breathing behind you
Have you ever rocked your feet in time, now not in time
You don't say, you don't say
There's a river running between us
There's a mountain growing behind
Hear your Mama calling, she's praying
See the tears, they fall down now they blind, now they blind
You don't say, you don't say
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
Young American
Artist(s): Kelly Pardekooper
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Kelly Pardekooper (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
Alternative Country, Americana, Country, Folk, Male Vocal, Rock, Singer Songwriter
Keywords:
Back Porch, Bar, Bayou, Blue Collar, Bluesy, Countryside, Down Home, Drifter, Drifting, Drinking, Dust Bowl, Farm, Fields, Heartland, Hobo, Louisiana, Mid West, Moody, Railroad, Roadhouse, Rough, Searching, Seedy, Soulful, Southern, Story Tellers, Struggle, Swamp, Trailer Park, Trailer Trash, Train, Vagabond, Whiskey, Working Man
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Organ
BPM:
100
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Young American
Young American
He don't like working, he just likes smoking He don't like voting but he'll tell you what he wants He don't like Sundays and he don't like Mondays He don't like nothing, his Daddy taught him that
How's the wind blow, with that Nintendo Blowing though his holy sacred quiet room? And do you really, need to be haunted? Can't you see the truth that's there in front of you?
He's just a young American, down on his knees just a young American, he won't say please just a young American, down on his luck just a young American, don't give a...
Lately no one will go out riding To raise that cain you thought you'd always have and own Now it's too crowded and no one's listening And while they're talking you'd rather be alone
He's just a young American, down on his knees just a young American, he won't say please just a young American, down on his luck just a young American, don't give a...
It gets so quiet when you're sleeping Hard to imagine that you're still here anyway The morning's harder, with swollen ashtrays They take you down a notch and start you on your way
He's just a young American, down on his knees just a young American, he won't say please just a young American, down on his luck just a young American, don't give a...
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