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Round 11, Week 7

by Monday Morning 3AM Music Club

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1.
She sang, "can't put a raindrop back in the sky
 you’ll never get a teardrop to roll back into your eye" 
that second hand will move real slow
 but back in time you'll never go… you should never go She said 
If I were you I’d sit back down and adjust my hat
 get up and take one step up but don't take no steps back
 cause back in time is she was God know those times were really tough 
those times were really tough sometimes your life is just like talking to a ghost those words come out but they drift on just like some smoke sometimes you wish that old tree had held a rope the one where you carved her name and then you lost all hope   sometimes your life is just like talking to a ghost those words come out but they drift on just like some smoke sometimes you wish that old tree had held a rope the one where you carved your name and then you lost all hope
2.
Well, you're not real, your not real, real country I don't give a damn about your truck or your autotune And before they lay me in the sand Well I know, without you, it's a better country land Jason Aldean and Luke Bryan make me sick And that Taylor Swift can go and suck a... well, a stick And Keith Urban's not going anywhere He's just an aussie with some Pantene Pro-V hair And I die with your fake ass sounds when you reference Hank If he were here, he'd slap you around and pour himself a drink You're not real, your not real, real country I don't give a damn about your truck or your autotune And before they lay me in the sand Well I know, without you, it's a better country land Brad Paisley, yep he can play a guitar But his songs are like an impalement from a handlebar And Darius Rucker, what the hell have you done I guess that Hootie died and gave us his dull stepson Well I vomit everytime that you call on Merle and you think you're cool If he were here, he'd kick your ass with a broken old bar stool You're not real, your not real, real country I don't give a damn about your truck or your autotune And before they lay me in the sand Well I know, without you, it's a better country land Now Kenny Chesney, he sings about going back But if I were rapper, I'd say his songs were wack And Blake Shelton, he thinks he's a TV star He should stick to that because his music will leave a scar And you take your orders from clearchannel and, I don't mind But tell me now, just what it's like, to be taking it from behind You're not real, your not real, real country I don't give a damn about your truck or your autotune And before they lay me in the sand Well I know, without you, it's a better country land
3.
He was just a boy when they met she glowed like the sun, making him sweat her face burned his heart, he will never forget he thrashed and he struggled against cupid's net he asked about her, all over town about her fancies and friends around he was out of his depth, and likely to drown and she was the weight, pulling him down Sometimes love comes along you gotta grab that tiger by the tail chances never last long make a man pray like hell sometimes life is a song, and the guy gets the girl in the end other times something goes wrong and he ends up just being a friend Eyes like a storm, and hair of gold she was a story, yet to be told too hard to handle, too hard to hold too hard to be friends, too scared to be bold Sometimes love comes along you gotta grab that tiger by the tail chances never last long make a man pray like hell sometimes life is a song, and the guy gets the girl in the end other times something goes wrong and he ends up just being a friend Now an old man sits, his head in his hands reliving the regrets of a much younger man he'll always wonder where in her heart he stands their story was over, before it began Sometimes love comes along you gotta grab that tiger by the tail chances never last long make a man pray like hell sometimes life is a song, and the guy gets the girl in the end other times something goes wrong and he ends up just being a friend
4.
as she steps on the dance floor and the lights start to dim I step to the microphone heart filled to the brim she sways to the tune I wrote for her alone I swim in the deepest pain I’ve ever known Well, I poured all my love in the words of this song words should have said to her face, all along and now I’ve found strength to sing what's in my heart what can not be, in life, becomes art I’m just a singer of love songs that’s all that I’ve been I fill up the dance floor and watch love begin if I made her love me if I’d ever win a singer of love songs I’d ne’er be again a chorus and verse, and she smiles to the band a tap on her shoulder she turns, takes his hand they’re waltzing and spinning she’s lingering long she’s falling so fast to the sound of my song I’m just a singer of love songs that’s all that I’ve been I fill up the dance floor and watch love begin if I made her love me if I’d ever win a singer of love songs I’d ne’er be again
5.
This Is A Sign They closed the door first thing this morning To my home of 30 years All the doctor bills and warnings And unemployment just left tears Wife & kids went to stay with family Oh so very far away All I’ve got now is this cardboard That I hold up throughout the day This is a sign That I don’t even want to try anymore This is a sign That there’s no future to bare This is a sign That I Can’t even cry anymore It’s a sign that I’m the last one to care This is a sign When I went to write the message Couldn’t find the words to say How my world had simply ended And how I’d really like some change In how things had turned out for me I never thought that I’d be here But never less this is my story That you’ll ignore while changing gears Chorus As I gave in to the cold air And my last breath it came to me The sign it fell down from my fingers And now it lies there in the street Facing up into the heavens Where I am finally on my way Where I’ll no longer be a burden To those that wanted me to pay Chorus
6.
Shining like a streetlight on Lennox avenue Bring a smile to my face each time I look at you Count my stars the ones I see and as the sunlight goes Make my day my Darlin, Harlem rose Harlem rose (chorus) Sing my song, she hums along Picture perfect tone Stole my heart my darling harlem rose Sing just like a bluebird sweet as sugar too Pretty as the promenade always loved that view Every minute we’re apart Sweat rolls down my nose Make my life my darling Harlem rose Harlem rose (chorus) Sing my song, she hums along Picture perfect tone Stole my heart my darling harlem rose Bridge Follow you if you follow me In my heart know we’re so lucky I count the blessings touch my toes, promises Make my life my darling Harlem rose
7.
Long ago you were my hero Long ago I was your pet And as the bonds grew tighter It felt like a chain around my neck Well I tried hard to deserve you But inside I knew the truth That you were such a good man But I was cold and blue It’s not you The heart does what it does It’s no use We can’t choose who to love It’s not you My heart does what it does And it can’t return your love I know you’re gonna miss me I know you’re gonna cry But there’s no way to fix it And I can’t tell you why Now the road is long and lonely And the load is hard and harsh And I must bear the burden Of breaking your pure heart It’s not you The heart does what it does It’s no use We can’t choose who to love It’s not you My heart does what it does And I can’t return your love
8.
Bar Room Kryptonite There’s somethin’ wrong with this whiskey The more I drink the more it hits me That maybe I should’ve never told you goodbye There’s somethin’ wrong with this barstool too The longer I sit the more I need you To come back home I’m so lonesome that I could cry I try to break free in every bar room I see And I’m drinkin’ – Yes I’m drinkin’ I ain’t found one yet that could help me forget And get you off my mind Well I wait for the last call with tears in my eyes And though I’ve been tryin’ almost every night You just might be bar room kryptonite This jukebox just don’t play the right songs Every tune just reminds me of what went wrong When I said I didn’t need you, you know that it was a lie This barkeep just ain’t got the right words Everything he says just makes me feel worse And each drink I take makes me wish more that you could be mine I try to break free in every bar room I see And I’m drinkin’ – Yes I’m drinkin’ I ain’t found one yet that could help me forget And get you off my mind Well I wait for the last call with tears in my eyes And though I’ve been tryin’ almost every night You just might be bar room kryptonite Yeh You just might be bar room kryptonite
9.
Now I ain't no great man, but I'm livin' my life And if someone needs help, no need to ask twice If I stumble & falter, I might cry out I might reach a hand, I might be too proud Sometimes I feel useless, don't know what to say We all go through the dark at the end of the day Sometimes I feel stronger when I kneel down to pray But sometimes the angels just get in the way Sometimes the angels just get in the way Now I ain't no rich man, but I can't decide They say gold is valuable, but I say they lied I got 4 strong walls, a roof & a floor Without time with your family, tell me what's it all for Sometimes I feel useless, don't know what to say We all go through the dark at the end of the day Sometimes I feel stronger when I kneel down to pray But sometimes the angels just get in the way Sometimes the angels just get in the way I know angels keep watching as I sleep through the night Even when I do wrong, though I try to do right When I turn my back, they refuse to take flight Now I ain't no young man, but I know what I've learned You can't come back on the bridges you burn You can't take to the air, you can't grown wings But you can sure as hell smile when the angels sing Sometimes I feel useless, don't know what to say We all go through the dark at the end of the day Sometimes I feel stronger when I kneel down to pray But sometimes the angels just get in the way Sometimes the angels just get in the way Sometimes the angels just get in the way Sometimes the angels just get in the way
10.
I had me a wife I had me an angel I had me a lover as fine as could be I woke up to find my woman had left me The day that I lost my sweet Rose Marie I hopped in my car a 69 Chevy My old man had given to me years ago It ran a bit rough it looked kind of shitty but it got me to places I needed to go I drove into Memphis Was late in the evening the city had everything she'd hoped to be The city was lively and the city was restless I searched the whole city for my sweet Rose Marie I was tired and broken in need of some shelter a place i could rest my old bones for a while I drove out of town feeling uncertain Wearily counting each motor mile I found me a bar in the middle of nowhere I figured a drink would help ease my mind The place it was run down some windows were broken But the people seemed friendly and humble and kind I made a few friends Told them my troubles met a young gypsy woman who was wild and free She asked me to dance , she fed me some whiskey then that gypsy girl took advantage of me I felt a bit drunk I felt a bit dizzy I wanted to lay my head down for a rest I got myself up, I went to the table my own misery had put me to the test I dreamt about demons I dreamt about Nowhere I dreamt of my woman being out on her own I thought about Jesus and I thought about Heaven I thought of myself growing old all alone I woke up to find the bar was all empty There was no gypsy for they were all gone I paid up my tab and hopped in my Chevy again hitting the road it was almost dawn I turned on some tunes to take my mind off my worries but the station had other intentions for me Cause I heard the Eagles singing Johnny come Lately and I thought once again of my sweet Rose Marie I counted my cards I counted my blessings I counted my rights and I counted my wrongs I headed for Nashville home of the helpless Home of the poets who speak with their song It was mid afternoon When I drove into Nashville I first headed to church to confess and to pray Then I bought a guitar and I called her my Lili Cause she would be faithful, yes my Lili will stay I went to the bar it was late in the evening An open mic session to help me speak my mind Me and My Lili we sang of our sorrows We sang of our troubles and how they'll rob you blind That's when I saw her holding hands with another That's where I found my sweet Rose Marie She said she'd grown tired , She said she'd grown lonely She said she no longer had feelings for me I ran to my car , the crowd they did follow Cause crowds they like drama, and violence and pain I said "fuck all you lovers, and "fuck all you dreamers" "Fuck everyone who ain't seen sorrows shame" Well I lost my mind I lost my lover I lost my wife and my life the same day I said "Ill see you in hell, or maybe in heaven I've seen my world crumble and I don't want to stay" I opened my trunk and pulled out my pistol I had one more bullet in the chamber you see Put the gun to my head and then pulled the trigger The last thing I saw was my sweet Rose Marie So if you see her tell her I loved her Tell her she was a lover fine as could be My life it changed when I woke up to find My woman had left me, my sweet Rose Marie
11.
I Ended Up With You /3-27-17 I told you I was trouble,a long time ago You said no need to worry You could go with the flow Pre-Chorus: And now that we are family And many years have passed I still wonder how and why I ended up with you Chorus: I ended up with you The rest is history It couldn’t have turned out better If I’d planned it myself You knew I was crazy,a long time ago I felt like I was so lazy You say it ain’t so Pre-Chorus: Chorus….Break I hope we grow old together,In love til the end Our souls are bound together You’re my very best friend Pre-Chorus: Chorus…..out

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The assignment is from Corky:

"Country music ain't what it used to be. Write a good ol' country song like those from the days of Hank Williams, George Jones, & Merle Haggard. You could even sprinkle the likes of Randy Travis & Dwight Yoakum and the like if you want to. Whatever it is, make sure it says something to the heart which is what you would hold your guitar close to as you croon this one under the neon lights."

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released August 1, 2016

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