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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
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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
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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
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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
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Corky - This Is A Sign
04:17
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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
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AG Y'all - Harlem Rose
02:46
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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
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KG Noble - It's Not You
04:09
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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
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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
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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
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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
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I Ended Up With You
03:26
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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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