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NO BETTER WAY OF LIVIN'
No Better Way of Livin'
© 2015 Bart Mitchell
I don't wear Armani shoes
Half the time I don't wear socks
I don't own a suit or tie
I keep my savings in a cigar box
But I'm doin' Alright
Cause I've got you walking by my side yea
I'm living the dream in my tennis shoes
There's no better way of living than loving you
My feet may get cold
From time to time
Everyday I thank the Lord
That I call you mine
Yea I'm doing alright
Cause I've got you walking by my side yea
I'm living the dream in my tennis shoes
There's no better way of living than loving you
The DOW keeps goin' down
And gas keeps goin' up
But I'm alright, I'm okay
walking in these shoes today
And I'm doin' alright
Cause I've got you walking by my side yea
I'm livin' the dream in my tennis shoes
There's no better way of living than loving you
There's no better way of living than loving you
Bart Mitchell
(615)428-4422
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HEY RINGO
Hey Ringo
©2015 Bart Mitchell
I can write songs just like John
I can play bass better than Paul
I even have George's guitar
Hanging on my wall
But I don't have rhythm
except when I tap my feet
Hey Ringo
Give me a beat
One, two, one, two, three
Chorus:
Hey Ringo
Crash those cymbals hard
Play a drum roll
Sing harmony with me
Hey Ringo
Give me a beat
I can play a Hard Days night
On a yellow submarine
Even named my daughter
Eleanor Rigby
But I don't have a drummer
to play tonight for me
Hey Ringo
Give me a beat
One, two, one, two, three
Chorus
I don't really right songs like John
And don't play bass at all
It's just a copy of George's guitar
Hanging on my wall
I'm just another Beatles fan
Playing Rock Band
Hey Ringo
Give me a beat
one, two, one, two, three
Chorus
Hey Ringo, Give me a beat
Bart Mitchell
(615)428-4422 --- END ---
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WHEN LIPSTICK MEETS WHISKEY (V2)
When Lipstick Meets Whiskey
© 2015 Bart Mitchell
Hanging out shooting some pool
When this sweet young thing says that looks cool
I showed her how to hold a cue stick
When my shirt got smeared with her lipstick
Told her I believe in shooting straight
and tonight I came here with a date
That whiskey shootin' blonde at the bar over there
Thinks I'm her guy and she don't like to share
When lipstick meets whiskey,
Theres gonna be some hell to pay
When lipstick meets whiskey
The chemical reaction will blow you away
When lipstick meets whiskey.
I walked outside and there was my truck
With Four flat tires it was all beat up
A big "X" was carved into the seat
A key and a bat made the job complete.
When lipstick meets whiskey,
Theres gonna be some hell to pay
When lipstick meets whiskey
The chemical reaction will blow you away
When lipstick meets whiskey.
And as for that sweet young thing
She invited me out to hear her sing
A karaoke bar and a daiquiri
Now I hate girls who shoot whiskey.
When lipstick meets whiskey,
There's gonna be a lotta hell to pay
When lipstick meets whiskey.
The chemical reaction's gonna blow you away
When lipstick meets whiskey.
Bart Mitchell
(615)428-4422
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HAMMOCKS AND RUM
Hammocks an Rum
©2015 Bart Mitchell
Down in Jamaica on Montego Bay
Researchin' hammocks and rum
In the Carribean I learned to say
No problem mon
Lying here in the Jamaican Sun
No tan line, No problem mon
No deadline, just waves and time
Researchin' hammocks and rum
No problem mon
Today I might just plait my hair
or maybe I'll play a steel drum
And when I'm done, then I'll kick back
to my hammock and rum
Lying here in the Jamaican Sun
No tan line, No problem mon
No deadline, just waves and time
Researchin' hammocks and rum
No problem mon
Now I'm back in the states
Running that rat race
I close my eyes, then drift right back
To my favorite place
Lying here in the Jamaican Sun
No tan line, No problem mon
No deadline, just waves and time
Researchin' hammocks and rum
Researchin' hammocks and rum
No problem mon, (hey no prolem mon)
No problem mon
Bart Mitchell (615)428-4422
Bart.mitchell.music@gmail.com --- END ---
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BEIN' LONELY
Bein' Lonely
©2008 Bart Mitchell
I opened the door and saw that empty floor
I thought that I can't live anymore
Then I punched a hole in the wall
Somehow it didn't hurt at all
You were my first and only love
A love you're so unworthy of
Chorus
You were the one, the only one
But you're not the one and only
I won't waste my time bein' lonely
I thought about how unfair
It was to leave just one chair
The neighbor said two men and a truck
Took two hours to load the rest up
And if thats all I meant to you
Then breaking up was long overdue
Chorus
There's one more thing I have to say
Thank you for running away
Chorus
You were the one,the only one
But your not the one and only
I won't waste my life bein' lonely
Bart Mitchell
(615)428-4422
www.myspace.com/bartmitchellmusic --- END ---
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NO STAR ON THE TREE
No Star on the Tree
© 2008-2021 Bart Mitchell, Shandi Shiver
Christmas lights on every house
Along our little street
Snowflakes are falling
A candle in the window seat
A wreath on every window
A bow on every wreath
A tree beside the fireplace
With presents underneath
One thing is missing
At the top of the tree this year
Its Daddy's hand placing the star
Way up there so far
Chorus
There's no star on the tree
No star on the tree
We left it in the sky
So daddy won't have to cry.
Daddy's in the desert
With his army friends
A sand storm is blowin'
Sand in his eyes again
But the view at night, of our star
Will warm daddy's heart
He'll see our christmas star
Way up there so far
Chorus x2
Oh Daddy please don't cry.
Bart Mitchell
(615)428-4422
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BECAUSE I WANTED IT
Because I Wanted It
© 2018 Bart Mitchell
I met him on an elevator
He asked if he could call me later
He took me to a restaurant
And ordered us a bottle of wine
We dined by candlelight
Then he asked me to stay the night
And he said trust me
But I didn't ,
I only did it
Because I wanted it.
He said trust me
Ya know I didn't,
I only did it because I wanted it
We dated for about 2 years
I distrusted all my tears
I bought me a wedding gown
We got married in the neon town
And on our wedding day
Ya know he had this to say
He said trust me
But I didn't
I only did it
Because I wanted it
He said trust me
Ya know I didn't
I only did it
Because I wanted it
Two kid and two years later
He met her on an elevator
He dined her by candlelight
But the flame didn't burn so bright
He was home by 10:00 p.m.
And asked me if I trusted him
And I said trust you?
(giggle)
I only did it because I wanted it
Trust you?
(Your just a man)
I only did it because I wanted it
I only did it, ya know I did it, I only did it because I wanted it.
Bart Mitchell
(615)428-4422 --- END ---
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I'M VOTIN' FOR HILLARY (V2)
I'm Votin' For Hillary
© 2015 Bart Mitchell
It's not about the war on terror
It's not the economy
It's about the size of those thighs
and a presidential legacy
Join me
I'm votin' for Hillary
Chorus
I got those thighs
In these eyes
Wanna see um in a magazine
I got those thighs
In these eyes
Wanna see um on my widescreen
Supersize those french fries
And we'll make history
Join me
I'm votin' for Hillary
Some will vote their conscience
Some will vote the party line
But I'm voting for the size of those thighs
and a hamstring democracy
Join me
I'm votin' for Hillary
Chorus
I got those thighs
In these eyes
Wanna see um in a magazine
I got those thighs
In these eyes
Wanna see um on my widescreen
Supersize those french fries
And we'll make history
Join me
I'm votin' for Hillary
Tag
Supersize those french fries
And we'll make history
Join me
I'm votin' for Hillary
Come on and join me
Im votin' for Hillary
Bart Mitchell
(615)428-4422 --- END ---
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PAWPAW'S POND V2
PawPaw's Pond
©2017 Bart Mitchell
In south Alabama down a red dirt road
About 20 years from here
There's a farmhouse with a pond out back
and a rickety old pier
I remember my first fishing pole
Ten pound test on a Zebco
Now let's go fishin' in Pawpaw's Pond.
Chorus 1
I'm going fishin' in Pawpaw's pond
Bullfrogs croakin' at the crack of dawn
Might catch a bass and I might catch a bream
If it gets to hot I'll just jump right in.
It's 5 feet deep and 40 feet wide
They say they're a bitin' on the other side
But I can fish right here just fine.
(Hey Pawpaw watch me cast this line.)
In time lines were broke a lot of crickets drowned
Summers have come and gone.
Pawpaw's still there and the bull frogs too
Lookin' after that old pond.
Now I'm pushin' 30 years old
you know I still love love to go
let's go fishin' in Pawpaw's Pond.
Repeat Chorus 1
Bridge
Now my son is six years old
And I just bought a new Zebco
Now let's go fishin' in Pawpaw's Pond.
Chorus 2
We're goin' fishing in Pawpaw's Pond
Bullfrogs croakin' at the crack of dawn
Might catch a bass and we might catch a bream
If it gets too hot we'll just jump right in
It's five feet deep and forty feet wide
They say they're bitin' on the other side.
But we can fish right here just fine.
(Hey daddy let's jump in... yea ... alright)
Nana's in the kitchen fixin my favorite dish,
Hushpuppies and frog legs.
Bart Mitchell
(615)428-4422
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SOUNDS LIKE A COUNTRY SONG
Sounds Like a Country Song to Me
© Bart Mitchell 2009
When daddy got out of prison
mama got a new tatoo
My sister cleaned the trailer
Then she worked the street in cowgirl boots
Does that sound like a country song to you
Truth is my daddy's a preacher
And mama sings so pretty church
My sister's got a Ph.D.
She's an expert in space research
Well that sounds like a country song to me
Yea that sounds just like a country song to me
When my pit bull killed the mailman
I was out fishing drunk
My wife ODed on Prozac
my girlfriend beat up my turnip truck
Does that sound like a country song to you?
Truth is my dog's a poodle
At time's I'll drink a glass of wine
My wife's always been faithful
Yea there's just one woman in my life
Now that sounds like a country song to me
Yea that sounds just like a country song to me
I pay my bills on time
I pay my taxes too
I tithe, I pray, I work every day
I raise my children too
Yea that sounds like a country song to me
That sounds just like a country song to me
That sounds just like a country song to me
Bart Mitchell
(615)428-4422
www.myspace.com/bartmitchellmusic --- END ---
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YOUR WHAT I NEED
Your What I Need
©2022 Bart Mitchell
It's not a want, it's a need
To feel you body next to me
I'd run a mile
Just to see you smile
Your not a want your what I need.
The sweetness of your breath
Lying here upon my chest
I'd swim the sea
If you'd lie with me
You're not a want you're what I need.
When I hold onto your hand
I feel like superman
The softness of your touch
God I miss you so much
You're not a want you're what I need.
That sparkle in your eyes
Lord It's got me hypnotized
I'd raise the moon
If you'd come home soon
You're not a want you're what I need.
When I kiss your ruby red lips
I go numb in my fingertips
When you told me goodbye
That was the first time that I cried.
It's not a want it's a need
To feel your body next to me.
You're not a want you're what I need
Bart Mitchell
(615)428-4422
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I'M VOTIN' FOR HILLARY
I'm Votin' For Hillary
© 2015 Bart Mitchell
It's not about the war on terror
It's not the economy
It's about the size of those thighs
and a presidential legacy
Join me
I'm votin' for Hillary
Chorus
I got those thighs
In these eyes
Wanna see um in a magazine
I got those thighs
In these eyes
Wanna see um on my widescreen
Supersize those french fries
And we'll make history
Join me
I'm votin' for Hillary
Some will vote their conscience
Some will vote the party line
But I'm voting for the size of those thighs
and a hamstring democracy
Join me
I'm votin' for Hillary
Chorus
I got those thighs
In these eyes
Wanna see um in a magazine
I got those thighs
In these eyes
Wanna see um on my widescreen
Supersize those french fries
And we'll make history
Join me
I'm votin' for Hillary
Tag
Supersize those french fries
And we'll make history
Join me
I'm votin' for Hillary
Come on and join me
Im votin' for Hillary
Bart Mitchell
615-428-4422 --- END ---
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WALK AWAY V2
Walk Away
Copyright 2010 Bart Mitchell
I was sitting right here drinking a beer
Me and my bud watching reruns of Cheers
When you marched right up and unplugged the TV set
You said its time to talk
Or else your gonna walk
But baby, baby there's one thing you seem to forget.
Chorus
As much as I hate to see you go
I love to watch you walk away
That way you walk that way you sway
It's hard to ask you to stay
As you walk away, walk away.
I collected my thoughts and counted to 10
Took another sip then set it down again
And I opened my mouth and tried not to shout.
I said go take that walk
After Cheers we can talk
then baby baby maybe we can work this out
Chorus
Those jeans so tight
That fit so right
Man oh man I really love that sight
As much as I hate to see you go
I love to watch you walk away
(I love the way you do the walk away, I love the way you do the walk away)
That way you walk that way you sway
It's hard to ask you to stay
(I love the way you do the walk away)
As you walk away, walk away.
(I love the way you do the walk away) --- END ---
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MISSISSIPPI TOAD (V2)
Mississippi Toad
© 2015 Bart Mitchell
I met a Mississippi girl
A princess she rocked my world
Add a toad and this lonely male
It's a bona fide southern-fried fairy tale
One Mississippi night
a little bit of love and little bit of fight
She crawled into the backseat of my car
That's when things got really bizarre
Mississippi girl
Mississippi night
Mississippi road and a little bit of moonlight
I heard something croakin', but what could I say
That Mississippi girl she wanted to play
I didn't have to check her for tics
No she didn't wanna play those tricks
What you gonna say, what you gonna do
When Mississippi girls crawls all over you
Mississippi girl
Mississippi night
Mississippi road and a little bit of moonlight
I heard something croakin', but what could I say
That Mississippi girl she wanted to play
(guitar lead)
On that Mississippi road
First kiss I thought I would explode
Then she ripped my heart into
When she showed me her toad tattoo
Mississippi girl
Mississippi night
Mississippi road a little bit of moonlight
ribbit, ribbit, but what could I say
That Mississippi girl she knows how to play
Mississippi girl
Mississippi night
Mississippi road
Mississippi toad
Bart Mitchell
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