(WHISKEY) YOURE GONNA MISS ME

                                                     
                                                        
(whiskey) You're Gonna Miss Me
writers: Ray Govero and Mason Douglas

V1

There you are, life of the party in a place like this….. and I admit
Still hurts, watchin you burn someone else’s lips…... but there it is
Seein all the boys go crazy, thinkin that used to be me
And if I haven’t ever crossed your mind, I promise just give it time

CH
      Whiskey, you’re gonna miss me
      Orderin doubles on a Friday night, lookin for trouble and another bar fight
      Forgive me, don’t say I didn’t warn you when it hits ya like it hit me
      You’re gonna end up, empty, yeah
      Whiskey, you’re gonna miss me

V2

She said, I was gonna have to live without you now…. somehow
And I swear, I never meant to come here and shoot you down but….before now
Think about the times I chased ya, try to remember all the time wasted
It’s somethin I know all about, yeah, you’re headed for a heartache now

      (chorus)

( bridge )

Slowin it down so I don’t drown don’t mean I ain’t a drinkin man
I can still get right have a damn good night, with a shiner in my hand

      (chorus)

(post chorus)

You’re gonna miss me
There you are, life of the party in a place like this



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Writer Contact Information

Song: (WHISKEY) YOURE GONNA MISS ME
Writer: Ray Govero
Email: Raygovero.songwriter@gmail.com
Phone1:6153309142
Phone2 (if available):6153309142

FIRST

                                                     
                                                        
FIRST 

She moved in down the street, September sophomore year
And I suddenly lost interest in my football career
We'd lay out in the wheat fields as the silver full moon rose up
I can still taste cherry lip gloss, and I will until I'm toes up,
Tallkin' bout...

Chorus
First  crush - first kiss - first swing - first miss 
First time comin' home with beer on your breath 
With your dad waitin' up on the front porch steps
First job - first car - first tears from a broken heart
The ones you can't forget for better or worse 
Nothin' lasts like the first

I worked weekends for "The Colonel"  'til I saved enough to buy 
A beat up two-tone Silverado, It burned oil but it sure could fly
We spent so much time in that old truck we shoulda had a mailbox attached,
It was dashboard drummin' in the cab up front, and love lessons in the back,
I'm talkin' bout..

Chorus
	
That Silverado's up on blocks and football's just a game I watch
But when I'm reminiscing memories distant and sweet
My mind rewinds to sophomore year, and a girl just down the street..

Chorus
First  crush - first kiss - first swing - first miss 
First time with your dad on the front porch steps
Kickin' back with a couple of cold long necks
First job - first car - first tears from a broken heart
The ones you can't forget for better or worse 
Nothin' lasts like....

The first time getting down on one knee
With just a prayer and a little piece of jewelry
First time y'saw her dressed in white
First baby cryin' keepin' you awake all night
Fist that - first this
First swing - first miss 
First  crush - first kiss
Nothin' lasts like the first 

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Writer Contact Information

Song: FIRST
Writer: Scott Miller
Email: millerscott2@mac.com
Phone1:202-210-1062
Phone2 (if available):

GEORGE STRAIT DAYDREAM

                                                     
                                                        
George Strait Daydream
By Eve Suchy

I want a straight shooter
Gotta be fun
Soon as I meet him I’ll know he is the one
Want a humble man ain’t afraid to dance
Two step the night away
Honest and classic type
With a little wild side yeah
Likes to work and go to church
Make the most of every day

It’s my George Strait daydream
Lookin’ for a country star
Big smile, stacked jeans, and he’ll play his guitar
Like an angel from heaven above
In the blue sky
A true gentleman he’ll like me for me
Small town love just shinin’
Like a George Strait daydream
Ooooo my George Strait daydream
Ooooo

Want a ropin’ ridin’
Goin’ all-in guy
The kind I always wanna have right by my side
Want a good ol’ boy who’ll make some noise
On a summer Saturday night
Likes dinner and a movie in
Cold beer on the weekend yeah
Singin’ songs and playin’ along
With stardust in his eyes

It’s my George Strait daydream
Lookin’ for country star
Big smile, stacked jeans, and he’ll play his guitar
Like an angel from heaven above
In the blue sky
A true gentleman he’ll like me for me
Small town love just shinin’
Like a George Strait daydream
Ooooo my George Strait daydream
Ooooo

Daydream Ooooo
Daydream

It’s my George Strait daydream
Lookin’ for a country star
Big smile, stacked jeans, and he’ll play his guitar
Like an angel from heaven above
In the blue sky
A true gentleman he’ll like me for me
Small town love just shinin’
Like a George Strait daydream
Ooooo my George Strait daydream
Ooooo my George Strait daydream
Ooooo my George Strait daydream

Copyright Eve Suchy 2021

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Writer Contact Information

Song: GEORGE STRAIT DAYDREAM
Writer: Eve Suchy
Email: evesuchy@gmail.com
Phone1:7013904575
Phone2 (if available):

GET YOUR LINE IN THE WATER

                                                     
                                                        
GET YOUR LINE IN THE WATER

Vs1)
A young man doesn’t soon forget how his first heartbreak feels
I thought I was gonna die before it ever healed
And I remember dad’s advice and all he had to say
Son, I can guarantee there’s more fish out in the sea
Can’t worry ‘bout the one that got away

CH)
You gotta get your line in the water
This ol world is full of girls from uptown bachelorette’s to farmers daughters 
You might have to throw some back………...before you finally land that catch
Be patient son and you’ll be glad you caught her
So don’t be hesitating, there’s a keeper out there waiting
But, you gotta get your line in the water

Vs2)
Now here I am with my own son, talking on the phone
He called to tell me “Dad, she’s gone and left me all alone”
So, I’ll give him the same advice his granddad gave me
When your left with an empty hook, it’s time to take another look (or don’t take too long to take a look)
At all the other fish out in the sea























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Writer Contact Information

Song: GET YOUR LINE IN THE WATER
Writer: Bobby Johnston
Email: bobbyjohnston@hotmail.com
Phone1:865-567-7180
Phone2 (if available):865-806-6883

GIVE UP THE GHOST.

                                                     
                                                        
Give Up The Ghost

(v1)
My past has windows all boarded up
A closet that I keep nailed shut
Where skeletons rattle their endless chains
Made from mistakes that I can’t change
Gotta  give, give up the ghost
Give up the ghost to live  

(v2)
Every now and then I see a light
Sneakin’ through the lies of my old life
Comin’ from some happy up ahead
But can’t get there carryin’ the dead
Gotta  give, give up the ghost
Gotta  give, give up the ghost
Give up the ghost to live 

 (Bridge)
There’s a better man inside of me
Dyin’ to be livin’ free
Where hope runs wild and dreams can breathe


(v3)
Gonna walk across that dusty floor
Take a crowbar to the Devil’s door
And let those old bones out at last 
Cast out the demons of my past
Gotta  give, give up the ghost
Gotta  give, give up the ghost
Give up the ghost to live
Give up the ghost to live  

My past has windows all boarded up
A closet that I keep nailed shut


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Writer Contact Information

Song: GIVE UP THE GHOST.
Writer: Mitch Townley
Email: townleymitch@gmail.com
Phone1:865.660.3792
Phone2 (if available):

HEAR MY HALLELUJAH

                                                     
                                                        
Hear My Hallelujah

When I’m scared to walk the road that you called me down 
When the odds stack up against me till I’ve lost count                                   
I’ll remember how you never for a second let me down
Hear my hallelujah
When I’m prone to hide the broken parts of me 
When I’m sized up by a standard that I just don’t meet
I’ll remember how you told me I got everything I need
Hear my hallelujah

Everything I see Everything I feel
It changes like the wind
Every time you speak Every time you move
You are who you’ve always been 
When I hit a mountain I can’t move it
Gonna shout your praise till I break through it
Hear my hallelujah
Hear my hallelujah

When I’m haunted by regrets that I just can’t shake
When I feel my consequences like a ten ton weight
I remember that you’re giving new mercy every day
Hear my hallelujah

Everything I see Everything I feel
It changes like the wind
Every time you speak Every time you move
You are who you’ve always been 
When I hit a mountain I can’t move it
Gonna shout your praise till I break through it
Hear my hallelujah
Hear my hallelujah

Hallelujah 
Hallelujah

Everything I see Everything I feel
It changes like the wind
Every time you speak Every time you move
You are who you are, who you are, who you are
Everything I see Everything I feel
It changes like the wind
Every time you speak Every time you move
You are who you’ve always been 
When I hit a mountain I can’t move it
Gonna shout your praise till I break through it
Hear my hallelujah
Hear my hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah



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Writer Contact Information

Song: HEAR MY HALLELUJAH
Writer: James Kelso
Email: jameskelsotunes@gmail.com
Phone1:563-579-0656
Phone2 (if available):

I LIKE WHAT YOU SEE

                                                     
                                                        
I Like What You See
Rebecca Lynn Howard, Avrim Topel, Dale Giffen

I go straight to the lines there on my face
I’m hatin’ the mirror, I’m hatin’ the mirror today
All the flaws I wish I could erase 
It couldn’t be clearer, I’m hatin’ the mirror today, but

Chorus:
If I could, if I could look through your eyes
I know I would be so surprised 
I’d be beautiful to me
And I wouldn’t, I wouldn’t need to change 
Nothing to rearrange
It would all fit perfectly 
Yeah baby, I like what you see

When I think I’m not enough, you disagree 
When I feel broken, you love every single piece
And you say that I am everything you need 
I want to believe you, but baby that’s hard to believe, but  

Chorus Repeat:

Bridge:
Love’s not blind, it just sees the truth 
You’re just loving me the way that I love you 

Chorus:
If I could, if I could look through your eyes
I know I would be so surprised 
I’d be beautiful to me
And I wouldn’t, I wouldn’t need to change 
Nothing to rearrange
It would all fit perfectly 
Just lovin’ me for me 
(Yeah) baby, I like what you see
I like what you see 

END

Avrim Topel
ave@avrimtopel.com
302-750-8563

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Writer Contact Information

Song: I LIKE WHAT YOU SEE
Writer: Avrim Topel
Email: ave@avrimtopel.com
Phone1:3027508563
Phone2 (if available):

LET LOVE

                                                     
                                                        
LYRICS
Love has no end and no beginning
Love can be lost and still be winning
Love lives on but won’t grow old
Love the greatest story ever told

So choose love
Feel love
Make love
Be love
Live and let love
Let love
Live and let love

Love knocks you down or breaks the fall
Love can wake the warrior in us all
Love lights the dark side of the moon
Love is the elephant in the room

So choose love
Feel love
Make love
Be love
Live and let love
Let love
Live and let love

So choose love
Feel love
Make love
Be love
Live and let love
Let love
Live and let love
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Writer Contact Information

Song: LET LOVE
Writer: Rhondalynn Pisanello
Email: RhondaPisanello@gmail.com
Phone1:403-396-6856
Phone2 (if available):

LITTLE CARDBOARD BOX

                                                     
                                                        
As a child he'd fly to the moon
And sail the seven seas
His eyes sparkled with wonder
There were no limits to his dreams
One day he’d be a pirate,
The next, an astronaut
In his little cardboard box

On His 18th birthday,
He waved goodbye to his folks
Strapped on his seatbelt
Ready to hit the open road
With some old Springsteen records
And a t-shirt from woodstock
Packed n a little cardboard box

Life slips by, and we forget the child we used to be
Life slips by, our dreams fade to reality

Now he sits in his office,
In a suit of charcoal gray
Pours his fourth cup of coffee
As he sleepwalks through his days
Watches the seconds crawl by
Tosses yet another report
Into a little cardboard box

Life slips by, and we forget the child we used to be
Life slips by, our dreams fade to reality

He sips a beer on his front porch
Watches his little girl play
She flies to the moon in her cardboard box
He hopes her wonder never fades

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Writer Contact Information

Song: LITTLE CARDBOARD BOX
Writer: Derrick Kwa
Email: suigeneris@derrickkwa.com
Phone1:+6583748727
Phone2 (if available):suigeneris@derrickkw

MY FIRST BROKEN HEART

                                                     
                                                        
My First Broken Heart
Victoria Banks/Patrick Dodge/Avrim Topel

I’m standing on the front porch steps and it’s starting to rain
You’re spinning up the dust in a dark blue Chevrolet
I remember your face in the rearview starting to fade
And I’m looking at you but you’re just looking away
It still haunts me, It still kills me
It’s still with me

Chorus 
My first broken heart
The first time I felt things fall apart
No other hurt hurts quite that hard
That’s the one that makes you who you are
My first broken heart

Took some time and some tears to get me to a better place
But there’s a part of me still trying to fill that empty space
There’s been a few since then so it wasn’t my last goodbye
But they just cut the same old cracks that were cut by 

Chorus 

It still haunts me, It still kills me
It’s still with me, It always will be
My first broken heart

No other hurt hurts quite that hard
That’s the one that makes you who you are

Almost 8 years old
Crying and trying not to let it show
Askin Mama why you had to go
Daddy, I wonder if you even know
You were my first broken heart

I’m standing on the front porch steps and it’s starting to rain
You’re spinning up the dust in a dark blue Chevrolet

END

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Writer Contact Information

Song: MY FIRST BROKEN HEART
Writer: Avrim Topel
Email: ave@avrimtopel.com
Phone1:3027508563
Phone2 (if available):

MY NAME IS LAZARUS

                                                     
                                                        
Darkness entered and I was alone
All was silent and everyone had gone
But then you came in 
You spoke my name and told me to stand
I rose up and walked
By the power of your command

My name is Lazarus
You are my healer and my friend
The God of new beginnings
Your words gave me life again
Everyday I rise new
All because of you
My name is Lazarus
My name is Lazarus

The world was about to push me off the edge
Then you were there
You didn't preach, you listened
You wouldn't let me destroy myself with sin
You pulled me back from despair
So I could see my worth within

My name is Lazarus
You are my healer and my friend
The God of new beginnings
Your words gave me life again
Everyday I rise new
All because of you
My name is Lazarus
My name is Lazarus

My name is Lazarus
OhOhOhhhh

Bridge:
My bones were brittle, my soul was dry
My heart was a stone, my faith was a lie
My life was apathy and lust
My world consumed with riches that rust
Your love raised me up
It was your love that raised me up

My name is Lazarus
You are my healer and my friend
The God of new beginnings
Your words gave me life again
Everyday I rise new
All because of you
My name is Lazarus
My name is Lazarus
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Writer Contact Information

Song: MY NAME IS LAZARUS
Writer: Matthew Soileau
Email: matt_soileau@yahoo.com
Phone1:28190003346
Phone2 (if available):

NO GREATER LOVE (FULL DEMO)

                                                     
                                                        
I wandered away into the darkness
Looking for redemption in all the wrong places
Chasing empty things that glittered and shined
Then you came to me in the wilderness with your light

Who leaves the ninety-nine to go after the one
A savior who believes in true love

Your grace chases me down again and again
Your sacrifice is stronger than my sin
It overcomes, It's more than enough
Your body and blood,  All given up 
There's no greater love
There's no greater love 
No greater love

Seventy times seven I put you to the test
I don't understand why I have any chances left
But with open arms you still seek me
Now I believe, now I believe

Who leaves the ninety-nine to go after the one
A savior who believes in true love

Your grace chases me down again and again
Your sacrifice is stronger than my sin
It overcomes, It's more than enough
Your body and blood,  All given up 
There's no greater love
There's no greater love 
No greater love

Bridge:
You pursue me, you pursue me
Like there's no other soul in the world
Now I will go with you on that less traveled road
Bring me home Lord, bring me home

Who leaves the ninety-nine to go after the one
A savior who believes in true love

Your grace chases me down again and again
Your sacrifice is stronger than my sin
It overcomes, It's more than enough
Your body and blood,  All given up 
There's no greater love
There's no greater love 
No greater love
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Writer Contact Information

Song: NO GREATER LOVE (FULL DEMO)
Writer: Matthew Soileau
Email: matt_soileau@yahoo.com
Phone1:28190003346
Phone2 (if available):

O AMAZING GRACE

                                                     
                                                        
blessing and honor
glory and power
unto the Lamb that was slain
we will rejoice
as one mighty voice
and shout Your holy name

'cause You laid down Your life
to pay a price that we could not pay

O, amazing grace, how can it be
that You would die for us
O, unfailing love, never forsaking
O, redeeming One, now we are free
because You have shed Your blood
Holy Lamb of God, thank You for saving,
thank You for saving us

angels above are singing Your love
in choirs of endless praise
we lift our hearts
and all that we are
our freedom song we raise

'cause You laid down Your life
to pay the price that we could not pay

CHORUS

BRIDGE
worthy is the Lamb
worthy is the Lamb

CHORUS

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Writer Contact Information

Song: O AMAZING GRACE
Writer: Bill Gue
Email: guebill@yahoo.com
Phone1:317-752-5912
Phone2 (if available):

SEEING EACH OTHER

                                                     
                                                        
Seeing Each Other


V1
Didn’t want to put a label on it
But here we are girl, I met your momma
Sharing keys to the same apartment
Who woulda thought

Didn’t want to/wanna make it complicated    
Didn’t want to/wanna let the flame fade and
Didn’t want to/wanna end up (just) jaded
But here we are baby

Seeing each other
Making love like its all brand new
Peeling back layers like clothes on the kitchen floor
Like it’s the first time, over and over
Looking in your eyes
Your heart comes shining through
Getting to know you, it never gets old, there’s so much to uncover
Baby we’re still
Seeing each other

V2
All the faults girl, all the flaws
Every little thing, I love it all

Deeper and deeper
No details too small
I keep fallin’ for all that you are

Seeing each other
Making love like its all brand new
Peeling back layers like clothes on the kitchen floor
Like it’s the first time, over and over
Looking in your eyes
Your heart comes shining through
Getting to know you, it never gets old, there’s so much to uncover
Baby we’re still

Taking our sweet sweet time
Cuz we’ve got the rest of our lives for..
    
CHORUS


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Writer Contact Information

Song: SEEING EACH OTHER
Writer: James Hoppe
Email: james@jameshoppemusic.com
Phone1:9492907315
Phone2 (if available):

SO HELP ME GOD

                                                     
                                                        
I feel like my soul's in critical condition
It's cracked through and through with pain and rejection
My inner demons lied to me and led me astray
I always seem to be the first one in last place

So help me God 
I'm so lost and afraid
My thoughts are heavy
Help me God 
Every road is a dead end
I can never win
Help me God
I've fallen but I still believe in grace
I'm calling from the darkness for you to light my way
So help me God 
So help me God

Lord, I've got this hunger that can't be fed
I've searched everywhere but I still can't rest
I couldn't find a remedy for my despair
Until that day I heard a street preacher's prayer
He reminded me of John 3:16
That’s when your word washed me clean

So help me God 
I'm so lost and afraid
My thoughts are heavy
Help me God 
Every road is a dead end
I can never win
Help me God
I've fallen but I still believe in grace
I'm calling from the darkness for you to light my way
So help me God 
So help me God

Help me God

I want my life story re-written in the red letters of redemption
I’m sending up a simple prayer

So help me God 
I'm so lost and afraid
My thoughts are heavy
Help me God 
Every road is a dead end
I can never win
Help me God
I've fallen but I still believe in grace
I'm calling from the darkness for you to light my way
So help me God 
So help me God

So help me God
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Writer Contact Information

Song: SO HELP ME GOD
Writer: Matthew Soileau
Email: matt_soileau@yahoo.com
Phone1:28190003346
Phone2 (if available):

SOUNDTRACK OF MY LIFE

                                                     
                                                        
Soundtrack of my Life        

V1
Cicadas on a summer night    
Snapping limb in a tree I climbed   
The whistling of the wind as I was falling through the air   
Baseball pops into my glove    
Playing catch dad showed his love    
He was a man of few words, but I always knew he cared  
Croaking bullfrogs down by the lake, my mama laughing at the jokes I’d make  
Crackling campfires for making smores, listening back on the memories I stored 


Chorus
On the soundtrack of my life, plays in my head all the time  
I’ve lived the liner notes, cuz the lyrics are the ones I wrote  
They’re made of the ups and downs, lows and highs 
Love and loss, wrongs and rights   
When I hear them, sometimes I laugh, sometimes I cry   
Either way, they’re recorded on the soundtrack of my life  
Yeah, the soundtrack of my life  

V2
The first cries my daughter cried, 
When born into this earthly life
Her breathing when she’s sleeping has a rhythm and a tone
The voicemail my brother left, 
The one that I forgot to check
Until the day I found out he was never coming home
The rumbling of the engine in my first truck, Lynyrd Skynyrd singing turn it up
Slamming doors when I was mad as hell, another track for this album I cannot sell


Bridge
Who I am is made up of every single sound
I can't wait to hear the next ones coming round

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Writer Contact Information

Song: SOUNDTRACK OF MY LIFE
Writer: Mitchell Collins
Email: mitchthechickenman@gmail.com
Phone1:4235044879
Phone2 (if available):4238433320

SUNNYSIDE UP

                                                     
                                                        
Good morning sunshine
I got my coffee and I got you 
Don’t need nothing else to chase away the blues
Bacon is sizzling in the pan
Guess it was the eggs and toast I brought you in bed
All it took was a touch of your hand
Saturday morning love making impromptu
You let your heart lead 
You know my heart's needs
It's true love, that's Gospel truth

Everyday is sunny side up
Everyday you're building up my trust
Showing me brand new ways to love
Keeping our devotion from gathering dust
Since I met you, ooh, ooh
Everyday is sunny side up
Everyday is sunny side up, sunny side up

Good morning sunshine 
You raised the blinds and let in the light
Your kiss is the lighter that makes my world bright
You make lovin’ so easy 
That I don’t believe in tough love, there ain't no bad blood 
Ain't no rain, ain't no clouds, life is breezy
So I don’t believe in hard times
Like we're flying up on a bottle rocket
Ain't no bad news can stop us 
You take me up sky high

Everyday is sunny side up
Everyday you're building up my trust
Showing me brand new ways to love
Keeping our devotion from gathering dust
Since I met you, ooh, ooh
Everyday is sunny side up
Everyday is sunny side up, sunny side up

BRIDGE:
That smile won me over easy
Now I never get up on the wrong side of the bed
Oh, your beauty 
your kiss keeps me one step ahead

Everyday is sunny side up
Everyday you're building up my trust
Showing me brand new ways to love
Keeping our devotion from gathering dust
Since I met you, ooh, ooh
Everyday is sunny side up
Everyday is sunny side up, sunny side up
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Writer Contact Information

Song: SUNNYSIDE UP
Writer: Matthew Soileau
Email: matt_soileau@yahoo.com
Phone1:28190003346
Phone2 (if available):

THINGS I NEVER KNEW

                                                     
                                                        
Things I Never Knew 
                                                                                
Sunday morning tunes on the radio taking
My mind on rewind, replaying 
You and me, on repeat, now it’s just a memory
Looking back, baby how’d I miss that
You shined brighter than a mid-July Technicolor sunset
I had it all, almost, but how was I to know

That you would’ve changed my life
And I should’ve held on tight
But I let you slip right out of my hands
Never had one clue what I had
And girl I know I could spend
Forever wanting you back again 
Baby now what would I do 
With all the things I, things I never knew
Things I never knew

Words I never said, all up in my head
Kicking myself that I ever left you wondering
When it comes to us I was, so oblivious

That you would’ve changed my life
And I should’ve held on tight
But I let you slip right out of my hands
Never had one clue what I had
And girl I know I could spend
Forever wanting you back again 
Baby now what would I do
With all the things I never knew

And I never saw it coming
And I never saw you going
If it’s any consolation
It's killing me just knowing

That you would’ve changed my life
And I should've held on tight
But I let you slip right out of my hands
Never had one clue what I had
And girl I know I could spend
Forever wanting you back again 
Baby now what I would I do 
With all the things I, things I never knew
Things I never knew
Things I never knew
Things I never knew
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Writer Contact Information

Song: THINGS I NEVER KNEW
Writer: Rhondalynn Pisanello
Email: RhondaPisanello@gmail.com
Phone1:403-396-6856
Phone2 (if available):

TRUST

                                                     
                                                        
TRUST


Time
The most important things in life
Take time
Love can be a hard hill to climb
Until you know
That you won’t fall if you let go

Chorus
No rhyme or reason
I can’t put my finger on it
It ain’t always perfect
But you know it’s honest
When you get every part of me
And what we got is all I need
It comes to something more than love
All we need is Trust
All we need is Trust

Safe 
All of you makes all of me
Feel safe
Never thought I’d ever feel this way
But I was wrong
And I thank God you came along...so


REPEAT CHORUS

It’s more than (just) the way you feel 
Cuz when it’s earned you know it’s real

REPEAT CHORUS
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Writer Contact Information

Song: TRUST
Writer: James Hoppe
Email: james@jameshoppemusic.com
Phone1:9492907315
Phone2 (if available):

WE THE PEOPLE

                                                     
                                                        
Bright and early we get our hands dirty
turning the Georgia clay,
spend our time in a Pennsylvania coal mine
missing the light of day,
roll up miles burning down the highway
from New York to L.A.
get it done in the Santa Fe sun
and Seattle rain

and God knows we ain't afraid of a little hard work,
and we don't ever ask for nothing we ain't earned,

we the people, a country strong
we'll stand forever, cause we never stand alone
we the people, proud and brave
we're the ones who make this land we love great,
we the people

generations defended this nation, no matter what the cost,
and we all pause in mem'ry of the heroes we have lost,
mothers, fathers, sons and daughters who made a sacrifice,
to protect the ones they love, and our way of life

when the cause of freedom needs a little help,
who's the ones that rise up? you know we will

we the people, a country strong
we'll stand forever, cause we never stand alone
we the people, proud and brave
we're the ones who make this land we love great,
we the people
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Writer Contact Information

Song: WE THE PEOPLE
Writer: Bill Gue
Email: guebill@yahoo.com
Phone1:317-752-5912
Phone2 (if available):

WHEN NASHVILLE CRIES

                                                     
                                                        
WHEN NASHVILLE CRIES

V1
A candle burns in Nashville, you rest in peace
It's like you’re still with us, in that empty seat 
Storyteller, wake us from our Silent Night
You always had the words, bring us back to life

CH
When Nashville cries, a guitar weeps
A writer finds a pen, ‘n fingers dance on keys
The band takes the stage, and a songbird spreads her wings
When Nashville cries…we sing
 
V2
A New Year’s mirror, through a crystal ball shine
Where pink champagne pops, a round of Auld Lang Syne
No fighting back tears, we raise our glasses high 
Hoping we might reach you, on the other side 

Repeat Chorus
 
One voice, then two, down every street and avenue
Music Row plays for you, That's How You Know
That’s How You Know

Repeat Chorus

When Nashville cries...we sing
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Writer Contact Information

Song: WHEN NASHVILLE CRIES
Writer: Alexsi Mallory
Email: mallorycountry@icloud.com
Phone1:8604599510
Phone2 (if available):

WHOLE LOTTA HOLES

                                                     
                                                        
Whole Lotta Holes


(v1)
I’ve been holed up in this house
For 2 long weeks now
Stacking beer cans on pizza boxes
And going crazy
Got holes in my jeans
From getting down on my knees
Praying that you’d come back to me
I miss you baby

Chorus
There’s a hole in my wall the shape of my fist
From a hole in my thinking it would help me get over this
Big ole hole in my heart that just won’t disappear
Girl, you left a whole lotta holes around here

(2)
Tell my friends I'm doing fine
I'll be ok, I’m  alright
But time keeps poking holes 
in my story

(Bridge)
Girl, nothing’s going to fix this
Hollow, empty feeling
Aint nothing gonna fill me up, fill me up
But your sweet, sweet, love

Chorus
There’s a hole in my wall the shape of my fist
From a hole in my thinking it would help me get over this
Big ole hole in my heart that just won’t disappear
Girl, you left a whole lotta holes around here







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Writer Contact Information

Song: WHOLE LOTTA HOLES
Writer: Mitch Townley
Email: townleymitch@gmail.com
Phone1:865.660.3792
Phone2 (if available):

WHY DO YOU LOVE ME

                                                     
                                                        
Verse 1:

I bring the rain, you bring the sun
I bring the storm, you bring the calm
You're a cool breeze, I'm a hurricane
You're the voice of reason, I'm insane

Chorus:

Baby why do you love me
I don't make it easy
I build my walls
You see right through me
I'm sorry I hurt you
You're so amazing 
If I were you I would have run                  
You must be crazy
Why do you love me baby

Verse 2:

I am the night sky, you're the moon
I'm December, you are June
I'm dramatic, you're a realist
You bring me back to earth with just one kiss

Chorus:

Baby why do you love me
I don't make it easy
I build my walls
You see right through me
I'm sorry I hurt you
You're so amazing
If I were you I would have run                       
You must be crazy
Why do you love me baby

Bridge:

I'm selfish, and you know it's true
I'm so consumed in me, I forget about you
You always put me first, I need to do the same
Before it's too late

Chorus:

Baby why do you love me
I don't make it easy
I build my walls
You see right through me
I'm sorry I hurt you
You're so amazing
If I were you I would have run                      
You must be crazy
Why do you love me baby
Why do you love me baby
Why do you love me baby


 

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Writer Contact Information

Song: WHY DO YOU LOVE ME
Writer: Julie Broschard
Email: juliebroschard23@gmail.com
Phone1:508-930-7676
Phone2 (if available):508-930-7676

YOU BE THE STORM

                                                     
                                                        
Sometimes a dream collides with a nightmare
And they both come true
And it feels just like your world is 
gonna break in two
If every turn you take
Leads to a path unknown
Let my love show the way 
And never walk alone

When your bridges are burning
and the ashes rain down
and you find yourself running
Praying you're never found
When you want to ride the wind
But your wings are worn
I'll be the mountain
And you be the storm
I'll be the mountain
And you be the storm

When the price of life is too high
And the world holds you down
I will lift you up my dear
To find higher ground
I'm the bright sun in your sky
And the solid ground below
You can rest on my love 
Oh, the peace you'll know
 
When your bridges are burning
And the ashes rain down
And you find yourself running
Praying you're never found
When you want to ride the wind
But your wings are worn
I'll be the mountain
You be the storm

I'm the rock you can lean on
I'm the summit you can climb
I'm forever yours and you are mine

When your bridges are burning
And the ashes rain down
You find yourself walking
On uncommon ground
When you want to ride the wind
But your sails are torn
You be the waves
And I'll be the shore

When your bridges are burning
And the ashes rain down
You find yourself running
Praying you're never found 
When you want to ride the wind
But your wings are worn
I'll be the mountain
And You be the storm
I'll be the mountain
And you be the storm
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Writer Contact Information

Song: YOU BE THE STORM
Writer: Jonny Born
Email: jon@digitaltalentteam.com
Phone1:8016885466
Phone2 (if available):