Bigger Heroes ©2009 Ronald G Brown Verse: In this world of bigger heroes, he was more than just a face... He was Daddy to his little girls - A prince with a warm embrace He was everything to the one he loved and his heart was truly hers He was a friend who''d go fix a neighbor''s car just to hear the engine purr Chorus: Though you''ll never see his bio on TV His name won''t be enshrined in history Just a simple man who lived God''s plan till his work was done N'' in this world of bigger heroes, to a certain lucky few, he was number one Verse: He proudly served his country in the fields of Viet Nam Came home a few months early with a medal and half a hand Found a steady job at Weirton Steel drivin’ an old forklift Put both his girls through college with overtime and double shifts Chorus: Though, you''ll never see his bio on TV His name won''t be enshrined in history Just a simple man who lived God''s plan till his work was done N'' in this world of bigger heroes, to a certain lucky few, he was number one Bridge: In this world of bigger heroes no one asked for his autograph He never sold a single T-shirt with his name printed on the back He was looked up to by those he knew, though he didn''t stand ten feet tall... Just five-foot-ten but bigger than the biggest of them all Chorus: No, you''ll never see his bio on TV His name won''t be enshrined in history Just a simple man who lived God''s plan till his work was done N'' in this world of bigger heroes, to a certain lucky few, he was number one To a certain lucky few... He was number one Ron Brown 412-596-5831 HookstownBrown@yahoo.com
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Butterfly ©2009 Ronald G Brown Verse: She stormed out in a fit of tears Her last words were, “I can’t take anymore… I’ve had enough.” He sat there tryin’ to figure it out The quarrel they had – just words and little more It wasn’t nothin’ much But she came back the very next day, packed her things and just drove away Chorus: Well, he’d give his right arm to understand it To know just what went wrong – some kind of answer But what he’ll never know… It was just her time to go Like a gypsy in the sky… She’s a beautiful butterfly Verse: He sees her around every now and then Tries to talk, she says, “I have so much to do… I gotta go.” He spends his nights tellin’ the Lord If he could have one miracle, he’d undo That fight some months ago When she came back the very next day, packed her things and just drove away Chorus: Yeah, he’d give his right arm to understand it To know just what went wrong – some kind of answer But what he’ll never know… It was just her time to go Like a gypsy in the sky… She’s a beautiful butterfly Bridge: She don’t let leavin’ get to her She hates the thought of long, sad good-byes Her tears fall cause she knows too well The lonely, lonely life… Of a beautiful butterfly Chorus: Still, he’d give his right arm to understand it To know just what went wrong – some kind of answer But what he’ll never know… It was just her time to go Like a gypsy in the sky She’s a beautiful butterfly… One beautiful butterfly His beautiful butterfly… Ron Brown -- 412-596-5831 Email: HookstownBrown@yahoo.com
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Angels in Alabama ©2011 Ron Brown, Ken Matejka, Anastasia Walat Verse 1: The smoke alarm was wailin’, Jen woke up sweatin’ scared Her first thought was her baby, but the flames were everywhere She tried a window, painted shut, broke it with a chair Made it out ‘n cried, “My little girl…” Neighbors took off ‘round the back, never thinkin’ twice Kicked in the door, grabbed the girl and ran with her outside A kindly voice said, “You’ll be ok, you’ll stay with us tonight” Jen held her daughter tight and thanked the Lord… Chorus: There were angels in Alabama On that cold, cold December night Folks who shared and truly cared Heaven-sent, but living right nearby There were angels in Alabama Verse 2: The neighbors liked that single mom and they knew she had no kin They hatched a plan, spread the word, got the whole town pitchin’ in Late one day a friend dropped by and said, “Jen, let’s take a spin” “You’re gonna see a sight you won’t forget…” He drove out to the edge of town where the old place used to be Said, “I hope you like the color”, Jen stared in disbelief A brand new trailer was sittin’ there, and he handed her the key Jen knew right then, there weren’t just friends… Chorus: There were angels in Alabama On that cold, cold December night Folks who shared and truly cared Heaven-sent, but living right nearby There were angels in Alabama Ron Brown 412-596-5831 HookstownBrown@yahoo.com www.HookstownBrown.com
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Country Therapy ©2011 R. Brown/K. Matejka/A. Walat Verse 1 It’s twenty-one miles of gravel road from the nearest Seven-Eleven Some might call it “Hell”… I call it “Heaven” Been in the family since nineteen-sixty-two It’s the cabin that my grandpa built cause grandma liked the view Lift ‘N I go there every chance I get… Chorus 1 For a little bit of country therapy Chillin’ around the fire Country therapy Singin’ with the bull-frog choir Country therapy Unwind and get right-side-up… Check out the stars, talk with the Lord Play my guitar ‘till I’ve been restored Verse 2 It’s seventeen acres of level ground covered with maple and birch Mother nature’s cathedral -- my kind of church With a pond that holds the biggest walleye I’ve ever seen It would sure ‘nuff make the cover of Hillbilly Hideaway Magazine Lift ‘N I go there every chance I get… Chorus 2 For a little bit of country therapy Chillin’ around the fire Country therapy Singin’ with the bull-frog choir Country therapy Unwind and get right-side-up… Check out the stars, talk with the Lord Play my guitar ‘till I’ve been restored Chorus 3 I’m talkin’ ‘bout country therapy Chicken on the charcoal grill Country therapy Deer runnin’ over the hill Country therapy It fixes me right up I check out the stars, talk with the Lord Play my guitar ‘till I’ve been restored
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Denial Country, male/female duet, mid-tempo, Ron Brown & Ken Matejka Verse 1 (Male) She moans and groans if I don’t mow the grass But the real problem is it just grows too fast She hollers cause I don’t fix broken stuff No, I’m not lazy, things just break too much Chorus Female: He’s in denial Feelin’ good and proud Male: I built myself a mental fort My own “don’t blame me” resort I’d go to trial And win my case by a twisted mile Cause I’m innocent as a newborn child And I am… ain’t…not… in denial Verse 2 (Female) He says the bathroom’s cluttered with all my stuff Fact is the bathroom just ain’t big enough He whines when I buy jewelry on QVC Truth is, I do it for him, not for me Chorus Male: She’s in denial Feelin’ good and proud Female: I built myself a mental fort My own “don’t blame me” resort I’d go to trial And win my case by a twisted mile Cause I’m innocent as a newborn child And I am… ain’t…not… in denial Bridge (Male) I just take the truth and retrofit it… (Female) And I admit I’ll never admit it, “cause… Chorus (Male & Female) We’re in denial Feelin’ good and proud We built ourselves a mental fort Our own “don’t blame me” resort We’d go to trial And win our case by a twisted mile Cause we’re innocent as a newborn child And we are… ain’t…not… in denial Ron Brown 412-596-5831 HookstownBrown@yahoo.com
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Drink, Don’t Drive Country, up-tempo, male singer, ©2010 Ron Brown, Ken Matejka (Verse 1) I been drinkin’ ‘bout my situation Now that gas costs more than beer Can’t afford my transportation Like a truck in the mud, I’m stuck right here Ain’t seen my honey in a month of Tuesdays Don’t have a horse, can’t go nowhere So, it all comes down to one conclusion When your gas tank’s mostly filled with air… (Chorus) Drink, don’t drive Guzzle beer not gasoline Park that 4-wheel drive machine It’s a liquid solution to fight air pollution Do 12 oz. curls and stay inside Drink, don’t drive (Verse 2) I’ll recycle all my empty beer cans Use that cash to pay some bills Take a page from Grandpa’s game plan Like a man on a mission, I’ll build a still I’ll set it up in the bed of my pickup Start juggin’ up a big supply So the heck with gas, I just won’t sweat it I’ll go online and sell moonshine (Chorus) Drink, don’t drive Guzzle beer not gasoline Park that 4-wheel drive machine It’s a liquid solution to fight air pollution Do 12 oz. curls and stay inside Drink, don’t drive (Bridge) They say we all need something to believe in… I believe… I’ll have myself a cold one! (Chorus) Drink, don’t drive Guzzle beer not gasoline Park that 4-wheel drive machine It’s a liquid solution to fight air pollution Do 12 oz. curls and stay inside Drink, don’t drive… drink, don’t drive
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Ain’t Ready to Negotiate Country, male singer, up-tempo: Ron Brown 412-596-5831 Verse 1 She’s hotter than a hundred dollar plasma TV Sweeter than peaches smothered in… honey She fries her chicken never dry or greazey And she loves me though I ain’t got… money But lately she’s been hintin’ at a… ring Don’t think I want what the ring thing brings Chorus: Cause (But) I can’t be -- tied down That ain’t me – No how I love her -- heaven knows But, I ain’t pr’pared to share my Cheerios So, I can’t take -- the bait She’ll just have -- to wait N’ I ain’t ready to……… to negotiate Verse 2 She’s smarter than a winner on a daytime quiz show So down to earth, she’s an open… book She drives her Chevy like a NASCAR tour pro N’ she catches fish -- no bait on… the hook But lately she’s been talkin’ bout… babies She wants a bunch and I don’t mean maybe! Chorus 1 Bridge Late last night… She called to say goodbye Gave me one last chance… ‘N Lord knows I’d ‘ve liked to try… Chorus 2 But I can’t be -- tied down That ain’t me – No how Strawberry hair – lovin’ eyes And a derriere that’ll mesmerize But I can’t take -- the bait She’ll just have -- to wait And I ain’t ready to……… negotiate (Tag Line -- Spoken)…(Phone ringing) ” Uhhh… Darlin’… could you uhhh… could you put your sister on the phone?”
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Pick the Right One Country, up-tempo, male singer: Ron Brown & Ken Matejka; Version 03/21/10: © 2010 Verse 1 I loved listenin’ to grandpa’s wisdom At 90 he’d seen and done a lot One day he said he had a system For gettin’ out of a tight spot… He said… Chorus When trouble’s bearin’ down on you You got four things that you can do You can pray or fight, get help or run Just gotta hope you…pick the right one… He said… Verse 2 When you wrecked your car, I prayed you’d make it When that thief broke in, I grabbed my gun When I cut my hand, I called the neighbor When that twister hit, I had to run …He said Chorus When trouble’s bearin’ down on you You got four things that you can do You can pray or fight, get help or run Just gotta hope you…pick the right one… He said… Bridge The toughest time was 1944 D-Day in that bloody sand The first ten minutes I did all four I prayed and fought…called for help …and I ran Chorus When trouble’s bearin’ down on you You got four things that you can do You can pray or fight, get help or run Just gotta hope you…pick the right one… Pick the right one Ron Brown 412-596-5831 HookstownBrown@yahoo.com
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Pray It Like You Mean It (c)2012 Ronald G Brown, Ken Matejka, Ron Hoellein Verse 1: He took a deep breath and knocked on the door Heard an old woman say come on in It was his first day on the cancer floor Brand new preacher, he was young and green Verse 2: He said I’m here from the local Baptist church We can talk to the Lord right from your bed So he started readin’ like he’d rehearsed She could tell that he was nervous, gently touched his hand, and said… Chorus: Preacher, honey, put a little more in it Say it from your heart Let the Spirit fill you up with passion Reach down deep, make me believe, that you’ve been there and seen it Preacher, honey, pray it like you mean it Verse 3: So he closed that Bible and smiled at her Said, you’re right, let me try again This time stumbled on a couple words She said, you’re almost there, I’m almost home… one more time, amen… Chorus: Preacher, honey, put a little more in it Say it from your heart Let the Spirit fill you up with passion Reach down deep, make me believe, that you’ve been there and seen it Preacher, honey, pray it like you mean it Bridge: She squeezed his hand one final time and then slipped away Her work was done, she’d taught a good son how to pray When she said… Chorus: Preacher, honey, put a little more in it Say it from your heart Let the Spirit fill you up with passion Reach down deep, make me believe, that you’ve been there and seen it Preacher, honey, pray it like you mean it Oh, preacher, honey, pray it like you mean it
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When the Heart’s Content ©2020 Ronald G Brown Skies look brighter Blue is bluer Loads are lighter Love is truer This I know… When the heart’s content Dreams are clearer Life has rhythm Friends feel nearer Wealth means wisdom This I know… When the heart’s content Bridge: We open up, we laugh , we cry We give a hand, we care, we try We have our days, but we get by… It’s evident When the heart’s content Sweets are sweeter Troubles dwindle Words have meter Passions kindle This I know… When the heart’s content Hopes rise higher Smiles last longer Thoughts inspire Faith grows stronger This I know… This I know… When the heart’s content When the heart’s content Ron Brown 412-596-5831 HookstownBrown@yahoo.com
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No One To Lose ©2020 Ronald G Brown Verse: I ain’t got no one… I don’t really care Though it seems that love… Is everywhere You see, over the years… One thing I’ve learned If you ain’t in love… You can’t get burned Chorus: Love won’t always cut you down, with that I do agree But a heart that’s torn to pieces is a heart that I don’t need This hombre’d rather live his life alone, free of the blues Content right here with a cold beer and… no one to lose… Verse: I fell in it once… I knew I would But I fell too deep… For my own good When it fell apart… I could have died And not minded one damn bit… Yeah man, I cried Chorus: Love won’t always cut you down, with that I do agree But a heart that’s torn to pieces is a heart that I don’t need This hombre’d rather live his life alone, free of the blues Content right here with a cold beer and… no one to lose… Bridge: I know I could change my mind, I won't rule it out But I also know I'm good to go with the tears I don't cry now Chorus: Love won’t always cut you down, with that I do agree But a heart that’s torn to pieces is a heart that I don’t need This hombre’d rather live his life alone and free of the blues Content right here with a cold beer and no one to lose… Ron Brown 412-596-5831 HookstownBrown@yahoo.com
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Nothin’ More Beautiful ©2018 Ronald G Brown email: HookstownBrown@yahoo.com She said she don’t feel pretty And I couldn’t disagree more Her clothes no longer fit her… I told her, “That’ll change, I’m sure” She’s not always down, but when she gets that way I just snuggle up behind her, rub her tummy and say… Honey… Chorus: There’s nothin’ more beautiful than the way you look right now Rosy cheeks, soft shining eyes, the tender smile Brimming with life and love, this future father says You look your best… And I’m so blessed Honey, there’s nothin’ on this earth more beautiful… Than a woman with child She’s due the first of next month I’ll be there to catch him when it’s time Three long weeks till the moment When I hear his little voice cryin’ She’ll be my angel as she lays there holdin’ him N’ as she counts his tiny fingers, I’ll say it once again… Honey… (Chorus) Bridge: I've seen High Sierra sunsets and rivers crystal blue But in the eye of this beholder, it’s still true… Chorus II: There’s nothin’ more beautiful than a woman with child Rosy cheeks, those shining eyes, ‘n that smile The God-given miracle, when love is reconciled … No more no less… We are so blessed Cause there’s nothin’ on this earth more beautiful…Than a woman with child...
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One Special Romance ©2009 Ronald G Brown Verse: The wife says I’m just like a mengy hound dog I''m either scratchin'', or barkin'' or asleep like a log Fact is, she can’t wait ‘till I lay down and say… “C''mon snuggle up girl, with your lovable stray” Channel: And she tells me with a smile that I was thinkin'' smart That day I got down and asked for her heart N'' I reply, yes indeed love, we all have our moments Then I quietly thank the Good Lord… for one special romance… Chorus: One special romance… Two hearts in a slow dance Right from day one, just the way love should be for my baby and me Verse: Three years ago we lost everything A tornado hit us, the worst one that spring Oh it hurt, and we cried, I gotta say it was tough But as husband and wife we picked ourselves up Channel: N'' she told me with a smile that I was thinkin'' smart That night I laid on her and protected her heart I replied, yes indeed love, we all have our moments Then I quietly thanked the Good Lord… for one special romance Chorus: One special romance… Two hearts in a slow dance Right from day one, just the way love should be for my baby and me Bridge: Three months ago…She left me alone Her jeep left the highway… Now heaven''s her home But those Pearly Gates… They stay open so she Can come an’ be with me each night in my dreams Channel: N’ she’ll tell me with a smile that she was thinkin'' smart That day she said yes when I asked for her heart I’ll reply yes indeed love, we all have our moments Then I’ll quietly thank her… for one special romance Chorus: One special romance… Two hearts in a slow dance Right from day one through eternity… For my baby and me
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Rainbow ©2011 Ronald G Brown Verse: You didn’t say nothin’, you just disappeared Gone from my life as the raindrops cleared Before I knew what was happening I knew the worst that love could bring Chorus: Eyes open, you know I knew better Everybody told me you would do it that way But I don’t listen, I learn as I go And you taught me a good one… Never fall in love with a rainbow Never fall in love with a rainbow Verse: I try to move on, forgive and forget Get over you, it ain’t happening yet I wish on stars like a naive child And wait for you to someday bring back my smile Chorus: Eyes open, you know I knew better Everybody told me you would do it that way But I don’t listen, I learn as I go And you taught me a good one… Never fall in love with a rainbow Never fall in love with a rainbow Bridge: No pot of gold, you’re nothing but illusion… Bringin’ me such despair You stole my heart, I gave you absolution… An honest love affair Then you just faded away into thin air Chorus: Eyes open, you know I knew better Everybody told me you would do it that way But I don’t listen, I learn as I go And you taught me a good one… Never fall in love with a rainbow Never fall in love with a rainbow Good-bye rainbow…Good-bye rainbow… Ron Brown 412-596-5831 Email: HookstownBrown@yahoo.com
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You’re Still Here ©2020 Ronald G Brown Verse: I still remember our first kiss in the parkin’ lot At the DQ, there at Fourth and Spring The taste of vanilla on your lips, the touch of your fingertips I remember that first kiss and a lot of other things… Chorus: The first time you smiled at me The first time we slow danced The glow in your eyes the night I got down on one knee The promise I wish I didn’t break Every step as you walked away… Everyday, every detail, crystal clear… Yeah, I'd say you moved on and you're still here Like the ghost of good times gone... you’re still here Verse: I keep goin’ over that Friday night, when I screwed up Shootin’ eight-ball, down at Honey B’s Shots and beers and a barfly’s kiss led me straight to emptiness But I can’t say I’m alone now, I got all these memories… Chorus 2: The first time you smiled at me The first time I made you laugh The sweet sound of “Yes” the night I got down on one knee My ring in the envelope Every word in your goodbye note… Everyday, every detail, crystal clear… Yeah, I'd say you moved on and you're still here Like the ghost of good times gone... you’re still here Bridge: Friends tell me to let it go, n’ start livin’ for tomorrow One day I might be able to… But until then it’s me and you and… Chorus: The first time you smiled at me The first time we slow danced The glow in your eyes the night I got down on one knee The promise I wish I didn’t break Every step as you walked away… Everyday, every detail, crystal clear… Yeah, I'd say you moved on and you're still here Like the ghost of good times gone... you’re still here Ron Brown 412-596-5831 Email: HookstownBrown@yahoo.com
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Christmas in October © 2012 Ronald G Brown Uptempo Female vocal HookstownBrown@yahoo.com 412-596-5831 Verse: I hear you’ve been hittin’ on my man… And he’s come around to bein’ Mr. Playful So I’ll say this just as plain as I can… Your only problem is he’ll stay faithful Chorus: I’m puttin’ my hair up tonight, gonna wear that dress he don’t like Gonna go out in the yard ‘n kiss a four-leaf clover I’m changin’ the sheets on the bed, doin’ my nails in ruby red… Then I’m stickin’ a bow on his head and I’m sendin’ him over Let’s just call it Christmas in October… Verse: I guess you didn’t catch his reputation… His Lazy Royal Highness is well known He’s a wild man when it comes to celebratin’… Oh, the festivities begin when he gets home Chorus: I’m puttin’ my hair up tonight, gonna wear that dress he don’t like Gonna go out in the yard ‘n kiss a four-leaf clover I’m changin’ the sheets on the bed, doin’ my nails in ruby red… Then I’m stickin’ a bow on his head and I’m sendin’ him over Let’s just call it Christmas in October… Bridge: His video games go on the couch, and the beer-meister goes by the television The boxes full of car parts, just set them down on his side of the bed ‘N I’m givin’ him that gut-bucket, from me to you, it’s what he cleans the fish in Lots of fish, sugar pie… Soon you’re gonna know why I… Chorus: I’m puttin’ my hair up tonight, gonna wear that dress he don’t like Gonna go out in the yard ‘n kiss a four-leaf clover I’m changin’ the sheets on the bed, doin’ my nails in ruby red… Then I’m stickin’ a bow on his head and I’m sendin’ him over Ain’t it just like Christmas in October… Ain’t it just like Christmas in October… Ain’t it just like Christmas in October…I’m givin’ and I’m gettin’ in October
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‘Tween Wrong and Right ©2012 Ronald G Brown Verse: She sent me off to the grocery store Said, “Get somethin’ good for dinner tonight” But when I came home with chips and beer…I knew… There ain’t enough space ‘tween wrong and right Chorus: Lord, I need that space… ‘tween wrong and right When I’m kinda wrong… I need a place to hide I’m tired of duckin’ dishes… And runnin’ from the Mrs. I’m a good dog if the leash ain’t tied too tight But there ain’t enough space ‘tween wrong and right Verse: So, she threw my pillow out the back door She growled and said, “You sleep with the mutt” I said, “It’s like campin’, honey, I’ll be okay… Oh, I shouldda just kept my big mouth shut Chorus: Lord, I need that space… ‘tween wrong and right When I’m kinda wrong… I need a place to hide I hope you hear me, cause I might nearly Freeze to death by the end of this here night… Nope… There ain’t enough space ‘tween wrong and right Bridge: We get lots of dawn ‘tween night and day… Between black and white, we get good ol’ gray I hate to ask for favors when I pray… But… Chorus: Lord, I need that space… Where I can hide When I’m kinda wrong… It can’t be too wide I love her so, but you should know… She can be a keg of doggone dynamite… When… There ain’t enough space ‘tween wrong and right
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Here in the Sticks ©2014 Ronald G Brown I'm here in the sticks Out on the deck Discovered a big ol' skeeter just had dinner on the back of my neck He’s now in my beer A floatin’ souvenir, but I don’t care It’s the price you pay when you get away from the city and come out here... Chorus: Here in the sticks… Where the tall maples grow And the view outside your door Is worth everything you own Where the night life is wild And the wild is everywhere As the bull frogs make ya smile The screech owl curls your hair… Yeah, you get a big ol’, downright country feel-good fix… here in the sticks I’m here with the fish Caught me a bunch Then a walleye bit my finger, one little slip n’ I was lunch But I’m okay A slight fingertip fillet… and I still say… I’ll gladly deal with being a meal if it means I get another day… (CHORUS) (I wrote 100% of the song. Sang, played and produced the demo.) Email: HookstownBrown@yahoo.com Phone: 412-596-5831 Bridge: So, if you’re tired of the high-stress nonsense there in town Take some time off, bring some bug-off… n’ we’ll wind it down, down, down… Chorus 3: Here in the sticks… Where the skyscrapers grow And the view outside your door Is worth everything you own Where the night life is wild And the wild is everywhere As the bull frogs make ya smile The screech owl curls your hair… Yeah, you get a big ol’, downright country feel-good fix… here in the sticks
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Honey-Sweet Sugar Pie ©2015 Ronald G Brown Stocks and bonds are two things I have none of And the CD’s I’ve invested in bear names like Waylon and Tritt My bank account has no amount to brag about So, I’m crossing “money” off my list Cause that can’t be The reason why you love me Honey Sweet Sugar Pie I drive a five-speed Ford with no second gear I’m not chardonnay, I’m a nice, cold beer And I never thought I’d ever get together with a girl half as sweet as you All I know is I’m feelin’ high cause you love me… Honey Sweet Sugar Pie Unsophisticated is a fair assessment I wear a flea-market knock-off watch ‘n when it breaks, I get it fixed I like greasy food, I tend to brood, and my jokes are sometimes crude So, I’m crossing “classy” off my list Cause that can’t be The reason why you love me Honey Sweet Sugar Pie Repeat Chorus With those Caribbean eyes, deep blue green The most beautiful smile anyone has ever seen You could have your pick of a million other fellas And I kinda think they’re all a little jealous… Repeat Chorus
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Crazy For Me ©2020 She might call at 3 am just to talk about her day She might not call at all for a week or two She might just show up at my door in a coat-covered negligee Yeah, I never know what that crazy heart might do Right now she’s in the Smoky Mountains Takin’ in majestic vistas Southbound on that Appalachian Trail And soon enough she’ll call and say Can you pick me up And I’m on my way… Wishin’ that crazy heart didn’t need to run so free And hoping that crazy heart stays crazy for me She swears one day she’ll settle down ‘n raise a mess of kids In Alaska, oh she loves those Northern Lights Me, I’m good with anywhere, give me a cabin off the grid As long as it’s with her, cause she’s my life Right now she’s in the Smoky Mountains Takin’ in majestic vistas Southbound on that Appalachian Trail And soon enough she’ll call and say Can you pick me up And I’m on my way… Wishing that crazy heart didn’t need to run so free And hoping that crazy heart stays crazy for me Musical Break Wishing that crazy heart didn’t need to run so free And hoping that crazy heart stays crazy for me
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You’ll Believe in the Ride ©2020 Ronald G Brown If the world’s had its way with you for too long If your story’s endless give and no take Every chance you take, all your choices, wrong I’d say you’re due to finally catch a break Keep the faith Keep the faith Cause rivers rise, but then recede Cuts heal, after they bleed Storms roll in, they come and go Believe in tomorrow And when you come out the other side You’ll believe in the ride You’ll believe in the ride If you think your best days are way back when I’d say Good-time Charlie hasn’t seen his last They say you can’t get it back again I say get in line for another blast To hell with the past To hell with the past Chorus Guitar Chorus
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Why’s the Devil Keep Pickin’ on Me ©2019 Ronald G Brown I try to be a decent man Livin’ clean and livin’ right But I keep feelin’ the devil’s hand And I’m runnin’ low, low on fight He beats me down, I get back up But that snake won’t let me be I guess one round ain’t hell enough Why’s the devil keep pickin’ on me Chorus: Why’s the devil keep pickin’ on me Am I on his list of who needs misery Don’t he know I’m not his kind And he’ll never change my mind Why’s the devil keep pickin’ on me In my younger years, I was pretty wild Did a few things I regret And through sinner’s tears, I wonder now Is he collecting on some old debt Chorus My resolve might be growin’ thin But I refuse to let that sumbitch win Chorus Ron Brown – 412-596-5831 – HookstownBrown@yahoo.com
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Winnebago Acres ©2015 Ronald G. Brown Intro: My wife calls the place “Hell”… She calls it the “The No-Star Hotel”… Then, she’ll grin and call it, “The Hillbilly Suite at the Ol' Redneck Retreat...” Verse: Well, it's a vintage Winnebago… Up on blocks Sittin' on seven acres near an old strip mine The roof leaks and the inside reeks of mildew and bacon grease... No, it ain't much to brag about, but it’s mine Chorus 1: It's a getaway, it's an old friend, it's duct tape from end to end N' when the generator kicks on, it trips all the breakers Got an outhouse where a field mouse waits for a crust of bread from the one who calls the place... Winnebago… Winnebago Acres Verse: I go there for the action... Walleye and bass N' when the sun goes down, the nightlife can't be beat Ya got fireflies, moonlit skies, crickets singin' n' coyotes cryin' out… Lookin' for some friendly company Repeat Chorus 1: Bridge: One day the wife said, “Can we please sell… that worthless old No-Star Hotel” I said I’d rather start chewin’ on a barbed-wire fence… I think it worked, ain’t heard a word since Chorus 2: It's a getaway, it's an old friend, it's duct tape from end to end N' when the generator kicks on, it trips all the breakers And once in awhile, I’ll crack a smile, cause I’m kickin’ back country-style in my rusty old RV... My weekend home in the country… Winnebago Acres! Ron Brown 412-596-5831 HookstownBrown@yahoo.com
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Heal Me Ron Hookstown Brown, Ken Matejka, Anastasia Matejka Verse 1 Santa held that fragile boy on his knee Said now son, where’s your list, the one for me The boy said I don’t have a list But Santa, I do have just one wish I can't play ball and that ain’t fair I want to walk away from my wheelchair… Chorus (He said) Santa please give me a chance Help me walk, and run, and dance I’ve been as good as I can be But I know you’re busy Christmas Eve So I’ll forgive you if you can’t…heal me Verse 2 Late that night, a man sat home, teary-eyed Santa suit, crumpled up, by his side He wiped his eyes and said a prayer Said Lord, if you can hear me way up there (This child) A little boy needs more than I can do His words to me were meant for you… Chorus (He said) Santa please give me a chance Help me walk, and run and dance I’ve been as good as I can be But I know you’re busy Christmas Eve So I’ll forgive you if you can’t…heal me Bridge Years went by with no sign of that boy ‘till one Christmas Eve… Santa’s eyes filled right up with joy when a bright-eyed kid walked up and said… Chorus 2 Santa, once there was no chance But now I walk, and run and dance They finally found a cure for me And just last night I had this dream… That you and God teamed up to heal me... Ron Brown 412-596-5831 HookstownBrown@yahoo.com
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Sing a Song with Me ©2022 Sing a song with me If you’d be so kind It would do us all some good To sit and unwind Oh, give me melody and sweet, high harmony Let’s set a good vibe free Sing a song with me Let me hear your part I wanna feel it hit my soul And settle in my heart So, give me melody and sweet, high harmony Let’s set the good vibe free Sing along with me… Ooh way ahh nah nahh… Doo lay ooh lay ahh nah… nah nahh… Ooh way ahh nah nahh… Doo lay ooh lay ahh nah… nah nahh… Sing a song with me Feel the rhythm flow And the mellow greets you As you let your burdens go Oh, give me melody and sweet, high harmony Let’s set the good vibe free Sing along with me… Closing Lyric: Sing a song with me Leave your burdens be Set a good vibe free And sing a song with me
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