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Louisiana Back Porch 2
Writer(s):
Craig Sharmat (SESAC) 100%
Publisher(s):
Dark Toast Music (SESAC) 100%
Category:
Drama
Subcategories:
Blues, Country, Folk, Instrumental, Places and Locations
Keywords:
Back Porch, Bayou, Creole, Deep South, Gators, Jambalaya, Lament, Life, Louisiana, Row Boat, Simple, Swamp
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Slide Guitar
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
85
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Creole Creek
Writer(s):
Craig Sharmat (SESAC) 100%
Publisher(s):
Dark Toast Music (SESAC) 100%
Category:
Drama
Subcategories:
Blues, Instrumental, Places and Locations, Reality TV Moods & Emotions
Keywords:
Back Porch, Backwoods, Bayou, Creole, Deep South, Gators, Hillbilly, Jambalaya, Lament, Life, Louisiana, Row Boat, Simple, Swamp, Swampy
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Percussion, Slide Guitar
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
84
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
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
Take Me 2 My Home
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, Americana, Country, Folk, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Singer Songwriter
Keywords:
Alcohol, Back Porch, Bar, Bayou, Blue Collar, Bluesy, Countryside, Dark, Depression, Disappointment, Down Home, Drifter, Drifting, Drinking, Dust Bowl, Explicit Lyrics, Farm, Fields, Heartland, Hobo, Home, 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:
82
Key:
F♯m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Take Me 2 My Home
Take Me 2 My Home
Out here in the country, we don't got much to do
And I don't have much ambition, I'd rather lie here with you
No I don't like the city, the bright lights don't appeal
They all tend to smell shitty, nothing like a green field
Take me to my home,
Take me to my home
You know we're all alone, so get yourself off of roam
And take me to my home
And I won't stand on tradition
I know that nothing can last
Still too young for nostalgia, I won't live in the past
There ain't nothing before here and there ain't nothing behind
I'm right here in this moment, staring it down, taking my sweet time
Take me to my home,
Take me to my home
You know we're all alone, so get yourself off of roam
And take me to my home
New Orleans On My Mind
Artist(s): Biff Scarborough
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Michael Sokolis (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Blues
Subcategories:
1920s, 1930s, Americana, Blues, Blues Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, New Orleans, Period Era, Places and Locations
Keywords:
Americana, Back Porch, Big Easy, Chicago Blues, Deep South, Delta Blues, Down Home, Down On Your Luck, French Quarter, Lament, Louisiana, Mississippi, New Orleans, Poor, Roots Music, Southern, Swamp, Washed Up
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Vocalisms
BPM:
96
Key:
G
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
New Orleans On My Mind
New Orleans On My Mind
New Orleans, New Orleans
I got you on my mind
New Orleans, New Orleans
I got you on my mind
You're my sweet Magnolia blossom
And my catfish on the line
Big Easy's what they call you
But Lord it can be hard
Big Easy what they call you
Lord, Lord it can be hard
Now where is our deliverance?
'Cuz a poor man do get tired
You, you're the one I wanna see
You, you are where I wanna be
Can't make nowhere else my home
Yeah, you mean that much to me
Too Late
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, Country, Folk, Male Vocal, Pop, 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, Slide Guitar
BPM:
85
Key:
B♭
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Too Late
Too Late
Ever just want to walk away?
Heard her say
Just for the day
Or is too late?
Ever just want a sunny day to fade to grey?
Can't find the shade
You're knowing it's too late?
Ever just want to walk away?
Instead you stay
To give it one more day
Knowing it's too late
Ever just want to run away?
Heard her say
Just for the day
Or is it too late?
Baa Baa Baa
Ever just want to walk away?
Heard her say
Just for the day
Or is too late?
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...
Mehaffey Bridge
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, Male Vocal, Rock, Rockabilly, 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, Seedy, Soulful, Southern, Story Tellers, Struggle, Swamp, Tired, Trailer Park, Trailer Trash, Train, Vagabond, Whiskey, Working Man
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Slide Guitar
BPM:
87
Key:
F♯m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Mehaffey Bridge
Mehaffey Bridge
So come on Annie, I've been thinking
We should find some time
I don't know but I would say
It's not a waste of time
And that's what gets me, that's what gets me
That's what gets me down to Two Bells Road
Come on Johnny, meet me halfway
Down to Mehaffey Bridge
We'll go jumpin' and we'll go swimming
I've got lots to give I won't deny I want to see you in the sun
And that's what gets me, that's what gets me
That's what gets me down to Two Bells Road
Come on sister, I won't see you
When you're lying there
And I don't think so, but I won't say no
I don't really care I see it coming out tonight
When the sun goes down
And that's what gets me, that's what gets me
That's what gets me down to Two Bells Road
So come on Annie, meet me halfway
Down to Mehaffey Bridge
We'll go jumping and we'll go swimming
I've got lots to give I won't deny I want to see you in the sun...
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
House of Mud
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, Ballad, Country, Folk, 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, Slide Guitar
BPM:
99
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
House of Mud
House of Mud
I love my house made of mud
I love my house made of mud
It's not fit for children and it's not fit for a wife
I love my house made of mud
Don't want no one weeping when I'm gone
Don't want no one weeping when I'm gone
'Cause I've had some high times, man I had my fun
Don't want no one weeping when I'm gone
Won't someone please take my poor dog?
Won't someone please take my poor dog?
He stays awful quiet and he does not eat too much
Won't someone please take my poor dog?
Think I'll go die in my house of mud
Think I'll go die in my house of mud
'Cause lately I've been dreaming and I do believe it's time
Think I'll go die in my house of mud
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
One Of Them Days
Artist(s): Hillbilly Deluxxx
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Writer(s):
Austin Filingo (BMI) 33.33% / Bruce Ray Brown (BMI) 33.33% / Matthew C. Vander Boegh (ASCAP) 33.34%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 66.66% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 33.34%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Comedy, Country, Hick Hop, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Reality TV, Urban Country
Keywords:
Back Porch, Backwoods, Bayou, Comedic, Drinking, Funny, Hangover, Hick, Hillbilly, Humorous, Laid Back, Light, Moonshine, Party, Redneck, Southern, Strut, Swagger, Swampy, The South, Tongue in Cheek, Trailer Park, Twangy, Western
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Drums, Electric Guitar, Harmonica, Scratches, Synth
Track Styles:
Production
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
87
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Boondock Banger
Artist(s): Hillbilly Deluxxx
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Writer(s):
Austin Filingo (BMI) 33.33% / Bruce Ray Brown (BMI) 33.33% / Matthew C. Vander Boegh (ASCAP) 33.34%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 66.66% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 33.34%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Comedy, Country, Hick Hop, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Reality TV, Urban Country
Keywords:
Back Porch, Backwoods, Bayou, Comedic, Drinking, Funny, Hangover, Hick, Hillbilly, Humorous, Laid Back, Light, Moonshine, Party, Redneck, Southern, Strut, Swagger, Swampy, The South, Tongue in Cheek, Trailer Park, Twangy, Western
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Dobro, Drums, Harmonica, Synth
Track Styles:
Production
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
83
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Barnyard Bros
Artist(s): Hillbilly Deluxxx
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Writer(s):
Austin Filingo (BMI) 33.33% / Bruce Ray Brown (BMI) 33.33% / Matthew C. Vander Boegh (ASCAP) 33.34%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 66.66% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 33.34%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Comedy, Country, Hick Hop, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Reality TV, Urban Country
Keywords:
Back Porch, Backwoods, Bayou, Comedic, Drinking, Funny, Hangover, Hillbilly, Humorous, Laid Back, Light, Mischief, Moonshine, Party, Playful, Redneck, Southern, Strut, Swagger, Swampy, The South, Tongue in Cheek, Twangy
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Dobro, Drums, Electric Guitar, Harmonica, Mandolin, Synths
Track Styles:
Production
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
86
Key:
E
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Gone Fishin'
Artist(s): The Jugs
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Writer(s):
Robbie Jason Hancock (SOCAN) 50% / Shayne Forrest Green (SOCAN) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
Bluegrass, Country, Documentary, Folk, Instrumental, Stinger, Transition, Western
Keywords:
Animals, Appalachian, Backwoods, Barn Dance, Chickens, Country, Desert, Down Home, Dust Bowl, Farm, Fishing, Hay, Hayseed, Hick, Hillbilly, Hunting, Mountains, Porch, River, Roots, Rural, South, Southern, Swamp, Swampy, Wild
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Banjo, Bass, Guitar, Mandolin, Percussion
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
110
Key:
G
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Angeline The Baker
Artist(s): Austin Filingo
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Arranger(s):
Austin Filingo (BMI) 50% / Justin Branum (ASCAP) 50%
Original Composer:
Stephen Foster (Public Domain)
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 50% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Country
Subcategories:
Americana, Bluegrass, Country, Documentary, Folk, Instrumental, Instrumental-Only, PD, Public Domain, Public Domain (PD), Traditional
Keywords:
Animals, Appalachian, Backwoods, Barn Dance, Bright, Chickens, Cooking, Country, Desert, Down Home, Drinking, Dust Bowl, Farm, Fishing, Food, Hay, Hayseed, Hick, Hillbilly, Hoe Down, Hunting, Mountains, Old Time, Porch, Public Domain, River, Roots, Rural, South, Southern, Swamp, Swampy, Wild
Instruments:
Acoustic Bass, Acoustic Guitar, Cajon, Mandolin
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
112
Key:
D
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
4AM
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, Alternative Country, Alternative Rock, Americana, Blues, Blues Rock, Country, Folk, Indie Rock, Indie Singer Songwriter, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Singer Songwriter
Keywords:
Back Porch, Bar, Bayou, Blue Collar, Bluesy, Countryside, Down Home, Drifter, Drifting, Drinking, Dust Bowl, Farm, Fields, Heartache, Heartland, Hobo, Late Night, Memories, Mid West, Missing You, Moody, Reflective, Rough, Searching, Seedy, Soulful, Southern, Story Tellers, Struggle, Swampy, Trailer Park, Trailer Trash, Vagabond, Whiskey, Working Man
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Lap Steel Guitar
BPM:
62
Key:
D
Tempo:
Slow/Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
4AM
It's 4am. Sorry for calling. So how you been?
Bet you're still out on the ocean. With all those notions. In the sunshine.
Guess the ocean's OK. I'm back in the cornfields. Where I'll stay.
But hey...It's OK. I don't really miss you...'cept when I miss you.
You know your Mama still calls me? Asks me how I been. Tells me you're too thin.
Lord knows she don't like your new friend. Don't know where he's been. Don't know where he's sinned.
But hey...it's OK. I don't really miss you...'cept when I miss you.
It's 4am. Sorry for calling. So how you been?
Dickie's Blues
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:
Rock
Subcategories:
Blues, Instrumental, Period Era, Vintage Mixes
Keywords:
Bayou, Cajun, Carefree, Celebrate, Creole, Crescent City, Dixie, Earthy, Easy Going, Feel Good, Festive, French Quarter, Good Times, Gritty, Gumbo, Happy, Honky Tonk, Jambalaya, Laid Back, Louisiana, Mardi Gras, New Orleans, Party, Playful, Retro, Second Line, Southern, Swamp, Vintage, Wild
Instruments:
Banjo, Guitar, Piano, Tuba
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
114
Key:
Fm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Hard Eyes
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, Alternative Country, Alternative Rock, Americana, Blues, Blues Rock, Country, Folk, Indie Rock, Indie Singer Songwriter, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Back Porch, Bar, Bayou, Blue Collar, Bluesy, Countryside, Down Home, Drifter, Drifting, Drinking, Dust Bowl, Explicit Lyrics, Farm, Fields, Heartland, Hobo, Louisiana, Mid West, Moody, Railroad, Roadhouse, Rough, Searching, Seedy, Soulful, Southern, Story Tellers, Struggle, Swampy, Trailer Park, Trailer Trash, Train, Vagabond, Whiskey, Working Man
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar
BPM:
80
Key:
G
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Hard Eyes
Well here we go again, same old shit it happens every year
You could come stay with me, hell bring the kids, all you gotta do is lose that beer
You just think I'm mean, you'd rather drink gasoline
Than leave this bar with me tonight
You're too young for those hard eyes
If you're gonna drive away, the least you could do is buckle up them kids
Hell even Superman crashed and burned and how would you live with that?
You just think I'm wrong and you think you're too strong to ever come down to this
You're too young for those hard eyes
You can't blame momma boy she always let us run
You can't blame poppa he was dead before we were grown
You can't blame me 'cause I'm your only living kin I'm the only one fool enough to keep on dragging your drunk ass in
And here comes Christmas time, what kind of show you gonna put on for Jesus this year?
Your kids are getting older now, late at night they start to hide your beer
They know you'll be gone, that the pull on you is too strong When you're out in the neon light
You just come undone, Lord and you just gotta run down them demons every night You're too young for those hard eyes
You're too young for those hard eyes...
Mumbo Jumbo
Artist(s): David Morgan
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Calamari Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Instrumental, Male Vocal, New Orleans, R&B, Soul
Keywords:
Bar, Bayou, Cajun, Carefree, Celebrate, Creole, Crescent City, Dive, Dixie, Earthy, Easy Going, Feel Good, Festive, French Quarter, Friends, Fun, Gibberish, Good Times, Gritty, Gumbo, Happy, Honky Tonk, Jambalaya, Jive, Jukebox, Laid Back, Late Night, Louisiana, Mardi Gras, New Orleans, Party, Playful, Retro, Second Line, Southern, Swamp, Travel, Vintage
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ, Piano
BPM:
90
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Mumbo Jumbo
MUMBO JUMBO
Everybody's talking
Don't matter what dey say
The streets are full of people
They all pass the time away
Talkin' Mumbo Jumbo
Yeah, talkin' Mumbo Jumbo
Well they don't need no reason
They jus' talkin' Mumbo Jumbo, yeah
Hangin' on the corner
All my friends and me
We be talking jive
'Bout everyone we see
Talkin' Mumbo Jumbo
Yeah, talkin' Mumbo Jumbo
Well we don't need no reason
We jus' talkin' Mumbo Jumbo, yeah
My baby says she loves me
Then she say she don't
And when she says she will
Lord I know it means she won't
Talkin' Mumbo Jumbo
Yeah, talkin' Mumbo Jumbo
Well she don't need a reason
She jus' talkin' Mumbo Jumbo, yeah
Well we don't need no reason
We jus' talkin' Mumbo Jumbo, yeah
Yeah now we don't need no reason
We jus' talkin' Mumbo Jumbo, yeah
Yeah we don't need no reason
We jus' talkin' Mumbo Jumbo, yeah
Tell Me Quickly
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:
Alcohol, Back Porch, Bar, Bayou, Blue Collar, Bluesy, Boxcar, 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, Travel, Vagabond, Whiskey, Working Man
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
83
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Tell Me Quickly
Tell Me Quickly
Tell me quickly, tell me now
I've seen your face but I don't know how
Maybe somewhere from the road
You were not young and you were not old
Take my hand child, don't be afraid
'Cause I done seen those mines you've laid
And I'll just walk right over them
Jump around and come back again
'Cause all I really need is those little bees
To pollinate my little trees
That come up to my daughter's knees
She falls down laughing with the glee
That only children understand
When mud's been oozing through their hands
And bugs become their only friends
Watch them all come back again
It's no mystery I go insane
When that girl walks through the flame
Like she's done a million times
She comes right back for another try
Take it off, strip it down
Like buffalos lying on the ground
They never run and they never hide
They make you feel like crap inside
So tell me quickly, tell me now
I've seen your face, I don't know how
Maybe somewhere from the road
You were not young and you were not old
Take it off and lie it down
Leave them clothes there on the ground
Take my bones and take them home
I don't think I'll go alone
Forsaken
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, Male Vocal, Rock, Singer Songwriter
Keywords:
Alcohol, Back Porch, Bar, Bayou, Blue Collar, Bluesy, Countryside, Dark, Depression, Down Home, Drifter, Drifting, Drinking, Dust Bowl, Explicit Lyrics, Farm, Fields, Heartland, Hobo, Intimate, Introspective, Louisiana, Mid West, Moody, Railroad, Roadhouse, Rough, Searching, Seedy, Sinner, Soulful, Southern, Story Tellers, Struggle, Swamp, Tired, Trailer Park, Trailer Trash, Vagabond, Whiskey, Working Man
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Organ
BPM:
123
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Forsaken
Forsaken
Lord please do forgive me for these sins that I've committed and the shit forsaken soul that I've become.
Don't know how it happened, took a wrong turn down near Memphis, now my liver's boxed and I'm feeling overcome.
And I can't take confession anymore. And I can't find my way back to your door.
Lord please do forgive me for those sins that I forgotten and these ill-begotten party favor gains.
Don't know where it happened, hopped the wrong rail down near Georgia, now the train I'm on takes your name in vain.
Yeah and I can't take communion anymore. Yeah and I can't find my way back to your door.
Lord please do forgive me for I've coveted another, now I'm wrapped in my own blanket of disdain.
Don't know how it happened, the neighbor she came calling, now we're lying here and we can't clean up the stain.
Yeah and mama would be so proud, and grandma's wrapped in shrouds of shame.
Yeah but mamas are always proud, and grandma's not impressed by hollow fame.
So Lord please do forgive me for these sins that I've committed and the shit forsaken soul that I've become.
I never thought I'd need you. Never could believe you. Never thought I'd crawl back to your door...
Leader Of The Swamp Men
Artist(s): Hillbilly Deluxxx
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Writer(s):
Austin Filingo (BMI) 33.33% / Bruce Ray Brown (BMI) 33.33% / Matthew C. Vander Boegh (ASCAP) 33.34%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 66.66% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 33.34%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Country, Drama, Hick Hop, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Reality TV, Urban Country
Keywords:
Back Porch, Backwoods, Bayou, Drama, Drinking, Gritty, Hick, Hillbilly, Laid Back, Moonshine, Party, Redneck, Serious, Southern, Strut, Swagger, Swampy, The South, Trailer Park, Trouble Brewing, Twangy, Western
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Dobro, Drums, Harmonica, Synth
Track Styles:
Production
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
73
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Ass Kickin' Boots
Artist(s): Hillbilly Deluxxx
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Writer(s):
Austin Filingo (BMI) 33.33% / Bruce Ray Brown (BMI) 33.33% / Matthew C. Vander Boegh (ASCAP) 33.34%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 66.66% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 33.34%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Comedy, Country, Hick Hop, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Reality TV, Urban Country
Keywords:
Back Porch, Backwoods, Bayou, Comedic, Drinking, Funny, Hangover, Hick, Hillbilly, Humorous, Laid Back, Light, Moonshine, Party, Redneck, Southern, Strut, Swagger, Swampy, The South, Tongue in Cheek, Trailer Park, Twangy, Western
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Harmonica, Mandolin, Piano, Synths
Track Styles:
Production
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
137
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
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