#SOS (SIPPING ON SOMETHING)

                                                     
                                                        
FEELING LIKE I WAS LOST AT SEA 
SINCE SHE JUMPED SHIP FOR TENNESSEE
LIKE A CAST AWAY WATCHING TIME SLIP BY
‘TIL THE ANSWER CAME INTO MY MIND

(PRE-CHORUS)
THERE’S SOMEWHERE ELSE THAT I’D RATHER BE
SO, IF ANYONE OUT THERE IS LOOKING FOR ME
I’LL BE

CHORUS
#SOS, SIPPIN’ ON SOMETHING SO I’LL FORGET
THE WAY SHE KISSED AND THE WAY SHE LEFT
I’M TWO DRINKS DEEP, REACHING FOR THE NEXT
#SOS, SIPPIN’ ON SOMETHING AND YOU CAN BET
I HEARD ALCOHOL NUMBS A HEARTACHE
I’M GONNA PUT IT TO THE TEST
#, #SOS

THIS BACK YARD BAR SUITS ME JUST FINE
THE DRINKS ARE CHEAP AND NO CLOSING TIME
DOUBLE FISTED IN MY LAWN CHAIR
AND I WON’T QUIT UNTIL I DON’T CARE

PRE-CHORUS
MY FRIENDS DROP BY TO SEE HOW I AM
I THEM NOT TO WORRY BECAUSE I HAVE A PLAN
YEA, I’M

CHORUS
#SOS, SIPPIN’ ON SOMETHING SO I’LL FORGET
THE WAY SHE KISSED AND THE WAY SHE LEFT
I’M TWO DRINKS DEEP, REACHING FOR THE NEXT
#SOS, SIPPIN’ ON SOMETHING AND YOU CAN BET
I HEARD ALCOHOL NUMBS A HEARTACHE
I’M GONNA PUT IT TO THE TEST
#, #SOS

SOLO

PRE-CHORUS
THIS PARTY IS SURE TO CURE MY PAIN
‘CAUSE I WON’T LEAVE ‘TIL I FORGET WHY I CAME

Chorus

Songwriter: Pam Ross
Patch528@yahoo.com
281-639-4028
Pamrossmusic.com
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Writer Contact Information

Song: #SOS (SIPPING ON SOMETHING)
Writer: Pam Ross
Email: patch528@yahoo.com
Phone1:2816394028
Phone2 (if available):

A LONG GOODBYE (REWRITE)

                                                     
                                                        
A Long Goodbye
(Mac Millen)

{Verse 1}
They were married in the springtime
In their home town in '39
They settled on his family's farm they hoped to own
The war came like a dark cloud
One last kiss before his train pulled out
He wiped her tears and promised he’d come back home 

{Chorus}
When life brings us a long goodbye
A love that's true will hold the line
Of all the lessons I have learned
I know deep inside 
Love is stronger than a long goodbye

{Verse 2}
He survived the war, they built a life
She was proud to be a farmer's wife
But they lost their farm on a courthouse floor
Next twenty years he worked the road
Drivin' long haul trucks kept him gone
With a kiss, she'd be waiting at their door

{Chorus}
When life brings us a long goodbye
A love that's true will hold the line
Of all the lessons I have learned
I know deep inside 
Love is stronger than a long goodbye

{Bridge}
He knows he’s a lucky man
She’s helped him understand
God gave them this love for all time

{Verse 3}
Now he goes to the nursing home
So she won't be there all alone
Even though she doesn't know him anymore
He tells her 'bout the life they had
If she smiles he doesn't feel so sad
But he can see she's walking towards Heaven's door

{Chorus}
When life brings us a long goodbye
A love that's true will hold the line
Of all the lessons I have learned
I know deep inside 
Love is stronger than a long goodbye

{Tag}
Yes, love is stronger than a long goodbye
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Writer Contact Information

Song: A LONG GOODBYE (REWRITE)
Writer: Mac Millen
Email: sillyacres@yahoo.com
Phone1:803-266-3868
Phone2 (if available):803-671-4118

ANGEL DOWN

                                                     
                                                        
Angel Down
Andrew Langdon, Carey Latham, Carin Fradin

There’s an Angel shooting whiskey
Like the holy water well went dry
But she can’t run from those mascara lines
‘N Damn she’s a long long way from Heaven
Somebody got to her before tonight
Put a little hell in her northern light

Maybe I, can bring back her shine

CHORUS
I’m thanking God for sending an Angel down
Cuz I could sure use one right now
To lift me up, n’ let me hold her close
If she gives me a chance I’ll treat her like gold
Get 'er outta this broke down bar
Put back the pieces of her broken heart
I don’t know how she found this devil’s playground
But I won’t let an angel down 

Yeah I’ve turned to the bottle
When empty’s all that’s left inside
So I can relate to those tears in her eyes

I’m no saint but
Maybe I’m the sinner that’s meant to save her, and

CHORUS

I wanna know her name
I wanna take her hand
I wanna stop the rain
Make her smile again
Never wanna see that halo hanging low

I wanna make her laugh
Wanna see her fly
I wanna show her that
I can be the guy (right)
By her side helping her turn that pain into (somethang) beautiful

CHORUS
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Writer Contact Information

Song: ANGEL DOWN
Writer: Carin Fradin
Email: carin@fradin.com
Phone1:4155173911
Phone2 (if available):

BAD HABIT GONE GOOD

                                                     
                                                        
Bad Habit Gone Good
by Don Rosenthal

V1
Ev’ry time I come home
  and see you smile
It melts another part
  of my wild
I used to run, live to just have fun
Now I’m the biggest
  straight shootin’ son of a gun

Chorus 
A million to one, that’s what your mama said
I was lost, too big a cost
But you had faith, somehow knew I’d change
Always said I could, believed I would 
Guess I’m just another bad habit . . .
Another bad habit gone good

V2
I know I wouldn’t talk
  about our life
I’d clam up so tight
  then go out at night
I was selfish, really have no excuse
Then one day I realized
  you’re way too much to lose

Chorus 
A million to one, that’s what your mama said
I was lost, too big a cost
But you had faith, somehow knew I’d change
Always said I could, believed I would 
Guess I’m just another bad habit . . .
Another bad habit gone good

INSTRUMENTAL

Bridge
When I reach out in the dark
If you’re not there, my world falls apart

Chorus 
A million to one, that’s what your mama said
I was lost, too big a cost
But you had faith, somehow knew I’d change
Always said I could, believed I would 
Guess I’m just another bad habit . . .
Another bad habit gone good
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Writer Contact Information

Song: BAD HABIT GONE GOOD
Writer: Don Rosenthal
Email: don@luvyduvy.com
Phone1:954-871-4965
Phone2 (if available):

BOOM BOOM

                                                     
                                                        
“BOOM BOOM” 
Leuffen/Amburgey 

V1
You stormed, into my life like a
Cyclone
Spinning me all night on the
Dance floor 
Underneath the lights of the
Ne-on 
Turning, me on– 
And
We stayed ‘til they shut the 
Place down and 
It’s late, but I can see your 
Face now you
Kissed me, and said the way that 
I smiled
Was bright light–  
On a, dark night  
(Well)

CHORUS
I’ll be your lightning baby, you can be my thunder
Boom boom
We’ll make it rain for each other
I’ll be your lightning baby you can be my thunder
Boom boom 
We’ll light it up under the covers
In the day, I can feel you rolling in
In the night, you can make me glow again
I’ll be your lightning baby you can be my thunder
Boom boom 
Flying high on each other 

V2
Your voice, echoes in my mind 
I got
No choice, I wanna make you mine, 
Let you
Enjoy, all my extra shine, 
Be the
Flashy– to your–mystery 
(Yeah) 

CHORUS

BRIDGE
They– look at us in awe and tell themselves we’re dangerous
But we– know the truth is they all want what’s between us…

Yeahhh– 

CHORUS [exciting/higher key change]

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Writer Contact Information

Song: BOOM BOOM
Writer: Cassie Leuffen
Email: cassieleuffen@gmail.com
Phone1:617-833-8029
Phone2 (if available):

COFFEE CUP (2)

                                                     
                                                        
TALKIN’ TO HIS COFFEE CUP

Ouu, ouuu

(Verse)
She hangs his cane on the diner coat rack, near her favorite corner booth
Even though she's alone, the waitress sets a place for two
She pours her a black coffee and one with a touch a' cream
Soon she's deep in conversation with someone only she can see

(Chorus)
She ain't crazy
She's just lonely
Oh, his memory
Keeps her company
Like he's still alive
Gets a twinkle in her eyes
Yeah, they light up
Talkin' to his coffee cup

(Verse)
She says, "Whatcha think about our grandson, he sure looks like you
Got your lovin’ eyes, smart as a whip and so darn cute
I've been smilin' at our pictures from the Carolina coast
And I swear you’re right there with me when I watch old videos”

(Chorus)

(Bridge)
They drove to that diner every Sunday after church
In that booth they called their own, he proposed to her

(Breakdown chorus)

(Outro)
Oh, you outta see her eyes light up
Talkin' to his coffee cup
Ohhh, talkin' to his coffee cup


© Revised 1/12/26 Pat Kelley, BMI IPI#00490420177 
Publishing: Bazonkers Music, LLC BMI  IPI#00550426081 
802-376-8847   pk2@vermontel.net
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Writer Contact Information

Song: COFFEE CUP (2)
Writer: Pat Kelley
Email: pk2@vermontel.net
Phone1:802-885-3307
Phone2 (if available):802-376-8847

COLD IN TENNESSEE

                                                     
                                                        
Cold in Tennessee
Writer: Michael Greco|Carey Latham

Bare branches fallin’
Hittin’ the frozen ground
Towns closed, powers out
I’m hold up here at the house

Her monogrammed welcome mat’s flappin in the wind
Hell, even the outside dog wants in

I’m 2 pours over a single barrel cube
Candle wax drippin’ down a bottle of JD
She’d be fussin’ 'bout the mess and the booze
But, maybe the mess is why she left, makin’ a mess a’me
I tell ya, it don’t matter the heat of the whiskey, 
Tonight it’s cold in Tennessee
Damn, it's cold in Tennessee

Maybe I’ll call her
Would my 865 come up
Try to send a letter
But some too late words on paper won't cut it

Bet she’s south 65 lookin’ for summer all the time
Leavin’ me, 20 degrees and 100 proof behind

I’m 2 pours over a single barrel cube
Candle wax drippin’ down a bottle of JD
She’d be fussin’ 'bout the mess and the booze
But, maybe the mess is why she left, makin’ a mess a’me
I tell ya, it don’t matter the heat of the whiskey,
Tonight it’s cold in Tennessee
Damn, tonight it's cold in Tennessee

I’d go shovel that driveway, but ain’t no way she’s comin back

I’m 2 pours over a single barrel cube
Candle wax drippin’ down a bottle of JD
She’d be fussin’ 'bout the mess and the booze
Maybe the mess is why she left, makin’ a mess a’me
I tell ya, it don’t matter the heat of the whiskey, 
Damn, tonight it’s cold in Tennessee
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Writer Contact Information

Song: COLD IN TENNESSEE
Writer: Carey Latham
Email: careylathamsells@gmail.com
Phone1:6155562261
Phone2 (if available):

DEADLINES IN THE SAND

                                                     
                                                        
Eric Blossman. – IPI 838720516. – ericblossmanmusic@gmail.com  (512) 7882502  
Deadlines in the Sand  - Eric Blossman 100%
Verse 1
Alarm goes off, and I just let it ring
That damn phone keeps on buzzin' back at me
Musta forgot I ain’t comin’ in today
There on my calendar, in big letters,  circled beach vacay
Flip flops and clothes in an old  carry-on
Go wheels up turn south then I'll be gone
Pre-Chorus
This ol' job' will be here when I get back next week
Put  the out of office on now  just set me free
Chorus
Cuz, the water don’t care if I’m runnin’ late
That sunshine ain’t rushin’, it can wait
The palm trees ain’t blowin’ up my phone
Those seagulls are fine, leavin’ me alone
These waves ain’t got nothin’ left to prove
They roll in and out, ask nothin of you
Now I ain’t livin’ by nobody’s plan
There ain’t no deadlines in the sand
Verse 2
I got my toes in the sand ,a tropical drink in my hand
Talking with strangers like me, who no longer give a damn
The tide is rollin in under the soft moonlight
I'm watchin' the sun clockin' out for the night
Chorus
No the water don’t care if I’m runnin’ late
That sunshine ain’t rushin’, it can wait
The  palm trees ain’t blowin’ up my phone
Those seagulls are fine, leavin’ me alone
These waves ain’t got nothin’ left to prove
They roll in and out, ask nothin of you
Now I ain’t livin’ by nobody’s plan
There ain’t no deadlines in the sand
Bridge
If it all falls apart while I’m gone, that's too bad
They’ll figure it out, like I know they can
For once I ain’t the one holdin’ it all together
When I get back, I'll feel a whole lot better
Final Chorus
The water don’t care if I’m runnin’ late
That sunshine ain’t rushin’, it can wait
The palm trees ain’t blowin’ up my phone
Those seagulls are fine  leavin’ me alone
These waves ain’t got nothin’ left to prove
They roll in and out, ask nothin' of you
Now I ain’t livin’ by nobody’s plan
There ain’t no deadlines in the sand
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Writer Contact Information

Song: DEADLINES IN THE SAND
Writer: Eric Blossman
Email: eblossman123@gmail.com
Phone1:5127882502
Phone2 (if available):

FIRST TWO MEN

                                                     
                                                        
[Verse 1]
Ain't one to let down my guard
Thank God for this open bar
It's gonna help me spill the truth
Might've walked her down the aisle
And she might have my smile
But she gets so much more from you

[Pre-Chorus]
Sometimes my pride gets in the way
And I can be hard-headed
But there ain't no denying the part you played
Yeah, I gotta give you credit

[Chorus]
'Cause you held her when I couldn't
Kept showing up when things got tough
And through all the push and pull you were steady as the sun
And I respect the man you've been
Much more than I could ever show back then
Another man might've run for cover so let's raise one up
To the first two men to love her

[Verse 2]
You picked her up when she fell down
You built her that little dollhouse
And chased the monsters from her closet
You never tried to take my place
And you always gave me grace
In the moments that I lost it

[Chorus]
And you held her when I couldn't
Kept showing up when things got tough
And through all the push and pull you were steady as the sun
And I respect the man you've been
Much more than I could ever show back then
Another man might've run for cover so let's raise one up
To the first two men to love her

[Bridge]
It tore my heart apart the first time
You were holding her little hand
I'm seeing you in a different light
Dad to dad, not just man to man

[Chorus]
'Cause you held her when I couldn't
Kept showing up when things got tough
And through all the push and pull you were steady as the sun
And I respect the man you've been
Much more than I could ever show back then
Another man might've run for cover so let's raise one up
To the first two men to love her

[Outro]
The first two men to love her
--- END ---
                                                    
                                                    

Writer Contact Information

Song: FIRST TWO MEN
Writer: Eric Lee
Email: eric@ericleemusic.co
Phone1:603-660-9388
Phone2 (if available):615-270-2763

GET OFF OF MY LAWN

                                                     
                                                        
From my front porch
 I can see a new sign 
Saying condos comin’ soon
It’s gettin’ out of hand
I don’t understand
We’re already runnin’ out of room
This town’s full up
we’ve had enough
I’ll be the first to say hell no
Killing trees and clogging roads
Big money’s got to go 

CH
Get off of my lawn
Get out of my town
Is there anything 
you won’t tear down
We don’t need growth
We need you gone
This my home
Get off of my lawn

V2 
The town finally put its foot down
County board got a lot of calls
Brought a company man 
to sell us the plan
In the end it’ll help us all
Everyone saw through 
that Armani suit
And that old dog and pony show  
We all stood in line 
and one at a time
Told big money where to go

Chorus

Bridge
They lost the vote. 
That’s all she wrote
Took down the sign 
they drove away
It takes one man to make a stand
Takes a whole damn town to say

Chorus
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Writer Contact Information

Song: GET OFF OF MY LAWN
Writer: Sarah Motes Ashley
Email: smashleesongs@gmail.com
Phone1:8657248624
Phone2 (if available):

GET UR BOOTS ON

                                                     
                                                        
GET UR BOOTS ON
Writer: Izzy Malek
 
[Verse 1]
I heard your phone buzzing in the middle of the night
It got me wondering after a half a dozen times
It's a feeling, that something just ain't right
And damn, I had to look
(Ugh) say it ain't true, 'cause there's a text from your ex
Saying thank you for the dinner and the drinks
ain't it a shame you should've stayed for the night
'Cause now I have to wake you up and say
 
[Chorus]
Baby, get your boots on, you and me are done
I've been woken up by the sound of the one you used to talk so sweet to
And now I guess you still do
And I don't give a damn how you got your story spun
All I'm giving you is the time 'til this song is done
So you best be gone, you better get your boots on
 
[Verse 2]
I must have been dreaming of all the plans that you had me believing
About the future we were building as a team
When it was really just-a-one big illusion, ain't that right?
So much for the house and the big backyard
That we used to talk about, you had to work hard
I know you tried your very best to keep me in the dark
But now I'm turning on the lights (hey)
 
[Chorus]
Baby, get your boots on, you and me are done
I've been woken up by the sound of the one you used to talk so sweet to
And now I guess you still do
And I don't give a damn how you got your story spun
All I'm giving you is the time 'til this song is done
So you best be gone, you better get your boots on
 
[Bridge]
Now that Im lookin' back, I guess I must’ve been blind
I didn't see it coming, tell me, how did I miss the signs?
You could never say "I love you" and look me in the eye
Both at the same fuckin' time, so…
 
[Chorus]
Baby, get your boots on, you and me are done
I've been woken up by the sound of the one you used to talk so sweet to
And now I guess you still do
And I don't give a damn how you got your story spun
All I'm giving you is the time 'til this song is done
So you best be gone, you better get your boots on
 
[Outro]
You better get your boots on
(Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)
You better get your boots on
--- END ---
                                                    
                                                    

Writer Contact Information

Song: GET UR BOOTS ON
Writer: Israel Malek
Email: izzo1224@gmail.com
Phone1:8609615042
Phone2 (if available):

GHOST OF MY CHEVROLET (LYRICS)

                                                     
                                                        
Ghost Of My Chevrolet 

Written by Jeremy Wayne Lewis

[Verse 1]
She left her Ray Bans in my Chevrolet 
The friday night smell of her Eternity 
My flannel shirt that she liked to wear 
When that midnight wind was dancin' in her hair

[Verse 2]
She left the radio on her favorite song
A cherry kiss on the rearview where she put her lipstick on
Yeah I'm still drivin' 'round the memory
Of the queen of my passenger seat

[Chorus]
Yeah she's still hauntin' this Colorado 
Down every windin' road
Every sunset burnin' down another faded scene 
And there ain't a part of our hometown 
Where her memory can't be found 
And these headlights keep on shinin' on yesterday
And I'm afraid...
I'm still in love with the ghost of my Chevrolet

[Verse 3]
We used to park down by the riverside
Never saw the stars for the heaven in her eyes
Cause I was love struck lost in her galaxy
I swear nights with her never had much gravity 

[Verse 4]
And I can see her porch light down that gravel drive
Where it took a million kisses just to say goodnight
Yeah I'm still drivin' 'round the memories
Like she's sittin' in the passenger seat 

[Chorus]
Yeah she's still hauntin' this Colorado 
Down every windin' road
Every sunset burnin' down another faded scene 
And there ain't a part of our hometown 
Where her memory can't be found 
And these headlights keep on shinin' on yesterday
And I'm afraid...
I'm still in love with the ghost of my Chevrolet

[Electric guitar solo]

[Chorus]
Yeah she's still hauntin' this Colorado 
Down every windin' road
Every sunset burnin' down another faded scene 
And there ain't a part of our hometown 
Where her memory can't be found 
And these headlights keep on shinin' on yesterday
And I'm afraid...
I'm still in love with the ghost of my Chevrolet
The ghost of my Chevrolet

[Tag]
She left her Ray Bans in my Chevrolet 
The friday night smell of her Eternity...
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Writer Contact Information

Song: GHOST OF MY CHEVROLET (LYRICS)
Writer: Jeremy Lewis
Email: singinsasquatchmusic@gmail.com
Phone1:859-361-4116
Phone2 (if available):

GRIDIRON GIRLS

                                                     
                                                        
VERSE 1: 

Countin’ down the days til Sunday 

Waitin’ on the boys to play 

Got chicken wings - fitna do our thing 

With a 80 inch on display 

Rockin’ them hometown jersey’s 

Little somethin’ somethin’ on ice 

Crank up the sound - honey gather round 

Cause it’s Showtime


CHORUS: 

Don’t bother textin’ don’t bother to call we bout to go a little AWOL 

The NFL is shakin’ up our world

When the greatest show on turf arrives - We let go of our wild side 

Who wants to come along for the ride….with the GRIDIRON GIRLS


VERSE 2: 

Ain’t no need for man-splainin’  

We know all the rules 

You can bet we’ll cover the spread 

Cause mama didn’t raise no fool 

We stick through the hard times 

Can't’ stand fairweather friends 

We’re the rowdy crowd that don’t calm down  

Til the season ends…so 

Chorus: 

Don’t bother textin’ don’t bother to call we bout to go a little AWOL 

The NFL is shakin’ up our world

When the greatest show on turf arrives - We let go of our wild side 

Who wants to Come along for the ride….with the GRIDIRON GIRLS 

BRIDGE: 

If you’re one of us - trash talkin’ party time queens 

Break out that battle cry - let me hear you scream 

Whoa oh oh oh oh (Whoa oh oh oh oh)
Whoa oh oh oh oh oh (Whoa oh oh oh oh oh) 

Whoa oh oh oh oh (Whoa oh oh oh oh)
Whoa oh oh oh oh oh (Whoa oh oh oh oh oh) 

Well don’t bother textin’ don’t bother to call we bout to go a little AWOL 

The NFL is shakin’ up our world

When the greatest show on turf arrives - We let go of our wild side 

Who wants to come along for the ride….with the GRIDIRON GIRLS 

Hmmm Hmmm 

With the Gridiron Girls 

Hmmm Hmmm

--- END ---
                                                    
                                                    

Writer Contact Information

Song: GRIDIRON GIRLS
Writer: Tina Rivera
Email: Riveratina7@gmail.com
Phone1:9804226068
Phone2 (if available):

HEY ANGEL (CAN I GET A RIDE)

                                                     
                                                        
Hey Angel (Can I Get a Ride?)

Written By: Heather Platania

[Verse 1]
Lately I’ve been talkin’ to the stars
Feelin’ like I’m reachin’ but they’re just too far
There’s someone up there I still miss
I’d give anything just to have one wish

[Pre-Chorus]
If Heaven’s got a front porch swing
And you’ve got room beneath your wings…

[Chorus]
Hey angel… can I get a ride?
Just one more moment, one more night
To laugh like we used to, feel their grace
Wrap up in a warm embrace
Just a minute where goodbyes rewind
On your beautiful wings, through the sky
Hey angel… can I get a ride?

[Verse 2]
I’d bring their favorite song and sweet iced tea
Tell them how their love still lives in me
We’d sit in silence or talk for hours
Pickin’ petals from Heaven’s flowers

[Pre-Chorus]
If you’re flyin’ past that pearly gate
Could you slow it down, just in case?

[Chorus]
Hey angel….  can I get a ride?
Just one more moment, one more night
To laugh like we used to, feel their grace
Wrap up in a warm embrace
Just a minute where goodbyes rewind
On your beautiful wings, through the sky
Hey angel… can I get a ride?

[Bridge]
I know I can’t stay, I’ll head back down
But just one visit would turn me around
So if you’re listenin’ up above...
Let ‘em know they’re still so deeply loved

[Final Chorus]
Hey angel… can I get a ride?
To that amazing place where hearts don’t hide
I just need a little time
To feel their arms and say I’m fine
On your beautiful wings, take me high
Hey……Angel…. Can. I. Get. A. Ride...



*Demo uses AI-generated vocals and instrumentation for presentation purposes only. Lyrics and melody 100% written by me.
--- END ---
                                                    
                                                    

Writer Contact Information

Song: HEY ANGEL (CAN I GET A RIDE)
Writer: Heather Platania
Email: heather@nextbigstageentertainment.com
Phone1:7728126041
Phone2 (if available):

HIP/ROCK VERSE (CHASING LIGHTNING)

                                                     
                                                        
V1
I'm chasing lightning 
sometimes it chase me 
too much energy  
You can never hold me back 
It was meant to be 
I'm on the right path 
God got me 
I will never fold 
under pressure won't break 
Sky's the limit
watch me  levitate 
Catch up if you can 
I'm a bad man 
Lightning rod inside my hand
Easy dose it , do it easy 
It's not like that , believe me
Walk in my shoes you will break 
I been to places you can relate 
You didn't know I'm that type 
I will stand where lightning strike 
Ice in my heart, cold water in my vein 
So much hate still maintain 

Bridge 

I don't mean no harm if I sound frightening 
Don't mind me I'm just chasing lightning
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Writer Contact Information

Song: HIP/ROCK VERSE (CHASING LIGHTNING)
Writer: Morris Haynes
Email: Mhaynes199@gmail.com
Phone1:9179819164
Phone2 (if available):

HOLY GHOST IN A HOTEL ROOM

                                                     
                                                        
Title: Holy Ghost In A Hotel Room
Writers: Scotty Spain

[Verse 1]
Pulled off the highway at half past two
Heart still heavy from the hell I’ve been through
Smoke on my shirt guilt on my breath
Stared at the ceiling just beggin’ for rest
Bible in the drawer like a silent friend
I hadn’t cracked it since who knows when

[Pre-Chorus 1]
Don’t know if He came or I just gave in
Either way I let Him in again

[Chorus]
I met the Holy Ghost in a hotel room
Right there where the shadows moved
Didn’t hear thunder didn’t see light
Just a whisper that wrecked my pride
Knees hit carpet tears hit ground
Felt more grace than I ever felt doubt
No preacher no choir no Sunday tune
I met the Holy Ghost in a hotel room

[Verse 2]
Felt like the floor was fire and grace
Like mercy found my hiding place
Room 309 became sacred ground
Where everything I ran from tracked me down
And I ain’t sayin’ I’m some holy man
But I ain’t been the same since I took that stand

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Don’t know why He showed up there
But I found the kind of love that don’t play fair

[Chorus]
I met the Holy Ghost in a hotel room
Right there where the shadows moved
Didn’t hear thunder didn’t see light
Just a whisper that wrecked my pride
Knees hit carpet tears hit ground
Felt more grace than I ever felt doubt
No preacher no choir no Sunday tune
I met the Holy Ghost in a hotel room

[Bridge]
They say the church is made of stone and steeple
But He keeps findin’ broken people
In the quiet in the dark
Right where He can change a heart

[Final Chorus]
I met the Holy Ghost in a hotel room
Right there where the shadows moved
Didn’t hear thunder didn’t see light
Just a whisper that wrecked my pride
Knees hit carpet tears hit ground
Felt more grace than I ever felt doubt
No preacher no choir no Sunday tune
I met the Holy Ghost in a hotel room

[Outro]
Yeah I met the Holy Ghost in a hotel room

© 2025 Scotty Spain / Built Like That Music (BMI)
All rights reserved.
Contact: scottyspainmusic@gmail.com | (940) 297-5001
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Song: HOLY GHOST IN A HOTEL ROOM
Writer: Scotty Spain
Email: scottyspainmusic@gmail.com
Phone1:9402975001
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HONKY TONKIN' AGAIN (A.C. PITCH)

                                                     
                                                        
AI used only to create the Demo: Additional Demos can be provided upon 
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V.1
They left church not talkin' and miserable again
But drivin' home he saw her smile at the song that was playin’
It was one they used to dance to at the old honky tonk
But with their first born their two steppin' days were done

V.2
That song got him thinking how the kids are all grown now
And how they were the only reason they stopped hittin' the town
He said babe I got a plan church folks might think it’s a sin 
Dust off those fancy boots girl we're honky tonkin' again

C.1
Those swingin' doors are like heaven’s gates
Walk through 'em and you're in a much better place
The fiddle and the rhythm draws you right to the floor
Don’t even try to fight it it’s a spiritual force
Buy a round of Crown and raise a toast with all your friends
Praise the Lord we’re honky tonkin’ again

V.3
At church now they hold hands and wear their dancin’ clothes
They sing like they’re controlled by the Holy Ghost
The preacher shakes his head as he cracks a smile
He knows there's no denyin’ they’re much happier now

C.2
Those swingin' doors are like heaven’s gates
Walk through 'em and you're in a much better place
The fiddle and the rhythm draws you right to the floor
Don’t even try to fight it it’s a spiritual force
[Another round of Crown raisin' hell with all your friends]
Praise the Lord we’re honky tonkin’ again

OUTRO:
Two step quick quick slow slow
Boots a-tappin’ bottles clankin’ soothin' your soul
Can I get a witness can I get an amen
Praise the Lord we’re honky tonkin’ again
Yes we’re honky tonkin’ again
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Song: HONKY TONKIN' AGAIN (A.C. PITCH)
Writer: Kenneth Grundstein
Email: kgrundstein@hotmail.com
Phone1:6103498762
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HOW DO I LOOK IN THESE BOOTS

                                                     
                                                        
How Do I Look in These Boots?
Written by Heather Platania

Verse 1
Sun-kissed skin from a beachside day
Picked this look just to spark a flame
Lip gloss shinin', boots pulled tight
I might just meet my rodeo tonight.....

Radio loud, feeling just right
Headed out to own the night
Could be trouble, could be truth
Either way, I’ve got nothing to lose

Pre-Chorus
Fire in leather, walking in bold
So tell me, boy—be honest though

Chorus
How do I look in these boots?
Are they saying “come closer” or “don’t assume”?
Do they say “kiss me now” or “play it cool”?
Got you caught somewhere between the two
They’re made for dancing, losing control
Might not make it home with both
So cowboy, don’t filter the truth
How do I look in these boots?

Verse 2
DJ drops something loud and loose
You grab my hand like there’s no excuse
Boots hit harder than the beat can keep
Spin me fast, pull me in deep
Crowd fades out, it’s just us two
Two-step turning into something new
You lean in close, I slow my breath
You say one thing that says the rest

Pre-Chorus
That look don’t lie, it’s bulletproof
So cowboy, what’s your move?

Chorus
How do I look in these boots?
Are they saying “come closer” or “don’t assume”?
Do they say “kiss me now” or “play it cool”?
Got you caught somewhere between the two
They’re made for dancing, losing control
Might not make it home with both
So cowboy, don’t filter the truth
How do I look in these boots?

Bridge (His POV)
He says,
“Girl, you look like a night worth chasing
Sweet and reckless, no hesitation
Those boots say trouble with a little grace
And I’d be crazy not to take that bait”

Final Chorus
So how do I look in these boots?
Still saying “come closer,” nothing to prove
They say “right now,” no second-guessing
Got your eyes locked, no more pretending
They’re made for dancing, breaking the rules
Might not make it past midnight with these moves
So cowboy, say it straight, what’s the truth?
How do I look in these boots?

Outro
So cowboy…
Say it smooth…
How do I look in these boots?



*Demo uses AI-generated vocals and instrumentation for presentation purposes only. Lyrics and melody 100% written by me.
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Song: HOW DO I LOOK IN THESE BOOTS
Writer: Heather Platania
Email: heather@nextbigstageentertainment.com
Phone1:7728126041
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I JUST DON'T DO MARRIED

                                                     
                                                        


Verse 1:
Lemme get my shoes I gotta run
Got an old wound that just came undone
I was only into all this for fun
So don’t have a fit 

Turns out you're a natural charmer 
But you and me no we ain't partners
Told you not to fall any harder
And that’s what you did 

PreChorus:
So now you look at me and cry
Givin' me those puppy dog eyes 

Chorus
Yes, it's you. No, it's not me
You shoulda never got down on one knee 
Shoulda never bought that diamond ring
No I just don't do married  

And when I shared my history
You shoulda been better at reading me
Shoulda known to let a good thing be
Cuz I just don't do married.  

Verse
Yes, it's true we’re more than friends
But I've never had much luck with men
Fell in love once but never again
It’s as simple as that  

The one time I went through it 
My ex and his mistress ruined it 
So now I want nothing to do with it
That’s just where I’m at 

So now you look at me and wanna say 
you'll take me over her any day 

Chorus
Yes, it's you. No, it's not me
You shoulda never got down on one knee 
Shoulda never bought that diamond ring
No I just don't do married  

And when I shared my history 
You shoulda been better at reading me 
Shoulda known to let a good thing be
Cuz I just don't do married 

Bridge
I don't know why you confessed your love
all you did was really mess things up 

Chorus
Yes, it's you. No, it's not me
You shoulda never got down on one knee 
Shoulda never bought that diamond ring
No I just don't do married  

And when I shared my history
You shoulda been better at reading me
Shoulda known to let a good thing be
Cuz I just don't do married



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Song: I JUST DON'T DO MARRIED
Writer: Tina Rivera
Email: Riveratina7@gmail.com
Phone1:9804226068
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I WALKED A LONG WAY

                                                     
                                                        
I Walked A Long Way
Lyrics by Derek Sholeen

V1
Warning lights up ahead.
The Truth is in the mirror, not the words you read.
We’ve been drivin’ fast just to stand still,
Carryin’ guilt and a heart to fill.

Pre-Chorus
The road is long, but it’s ours to ride,
Leave fear in the rearview tonight.
Step on out — let your heart be your guide.

I walked a long way in my head
Before I ever moved my feet
I laid my worries down 
And left them where they used to be
The clouds are lifting, 
I’m still becoming me

V2
The jury’s out, but the heart won’t lie.
We’ve been broken, but we still try.
Some lost treasures fade and fold,
But there’s a fire inside that won’t grow cold.

Spoken Bridge
Maybe it’s time to stop waiting.
Stop thinking you need permission.
Yeah, the world spins fast —
but you still get to take your time. (Pause)
Walk away from what once was,
Let the echoes fall behind

CHORUS
I walked a long way in my head
Before I ever moved my feet
I laid my worries down 
And left them where they used to be
The clouds are lifting, 
I’m still becoming me

OUTRO 
I walked it over in my mind
Every road I couldn’t take
I left the weight I used to carry
On the edge of yesterday
If I’m still becoming me
At least I’m on my way
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Song: I WALKED A LONG WAY
Writer: Derek Sholeen
Email: dsholeen@att.net
Phone1:4692332962
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I'VE FALLEN IN LOVE WITH CHRISTMAS

                                                     
                                                        
I’VE FALLEN IN LOVE WITH CHRISTMAS
By Cassie Leuffen

V1
Every year when December’s here
I can hear those sleigh bells jingle (jing-a-ling-a-ling)
Christmas cheer is in the air
And my cold nose starts to tingle (ting-a-ling-a-ling)
Fires roaring, cider pouring
Loved ones start to mingle (ding dong!)
Figure skating, decorating,
What! – A time to be single!

CHORUS
I don’t need a man to hold my hand
When my Christmas tree’s six-five (that’s right)
And who needs kissing, when you could be sipping
Eggnog while you’re stringing lights
It’s a special time when the scent of pine 
Smells sweeter than cologne (you know)
And with Santa flying up in the sky
I don’t need a man at home– (Ho-ho-home)
You better watch out, better not ask me out
I’m crossing a hunk off my wish-list
I’ve fallen in love, like the snow from above
I’ve fallen in love with Christmas

V2
There's home aglow, under mistletoe
Outside there’s snow balls flying (ha-ha-ha)
Stockings hang full of candy canes
And elves on shelves are hiding (found the elf!)
For some people diamond rings will
Symbolize forever (Marry me? - Yes!)
But I still glow like Rudolph’s nose
Without a ring, my ornaments are better!

CHORUS

BRIDGE
Did you call me? I’m busy present wrapping
I’m sorry baby, but it ain’t happening
I’m cool with snowmen
I don’t need more men
Maybe when–December ends

CHORUS
I don’t need a man to hold my hand
When my Christmas tree’s six-five (that’s right)
And who needs kissing, when you could be sipping
Eggnog while you’re stringing lights
It’s a special time when the scent of pine
Smells sweeter than cologne (you know)
And with Santa flying up in the sky
I don’t need a man at home– (Ho-ho-home)
You better watch out, better not ask me out
I’m crossing a hunk off my wish-list
I’ve fallen in love, like the snow from above
I’ve fallen in love with Christmas

OUTRO
I’ve got plenty of men in this gingerbread tin
I’ve fallen in love with Christmas
                                                      
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Song: I'VE FALLEN IN LOVE WITH CHRISTMAS
Writer: Cassie Leuffen
Email: cassieleuffen@gmail.com
Phone1:617-833-8029
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IS THAT ANY WAY? (COUNTRY GRUNGE)

                                                     
                                                        
Is That Any Way?

V1
Please tell me, Lord, what is going on?
Bad men get rich and the good die young.
I’ve never been one to complain,
But have you seen the horrors being done in your name?
Is that any way to run a world?

V2
Tsunami comes, washes people away.
Please tell me, Lord, what you’re trying to say?
I know you’re equal to the task,
But looking round I find that I have to ask,
Is that any way to run a world?

BR
As I look upon the evils in this world,
I confess I do not see your plan.
So tonight I’ll simply pray I can accept
What I do not understand.

V3
So many have fought; so many have died,
Each one believing that you were on their side.
Things keep on going bad to worse,
There’s too much heartache in this universe.
Is that any way to run a world?

Bill Nugent (BMI)
IPI: 01201535214
Work #:  71384924
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Song: IS THAT ANY WAY? (COUNTRY GRUNGE)
Writer: William Nugent
Email: wnugent627@gmail.com
Phone1:5083642777
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IT IS FINISHED

                                                     
                                                        
It Is Finished

(Verse)
I didn't see you carry that cross
I didn't see you fall
Didn't see the blood you shed
No, I don't remember it at all

(Verse)
But, you saw my face
Long before my life began
And the times I'd let you down
Were written in your plan

(Chorus)
When You said "It is finished"
The debt was paid for me
Every sin I would carry
Died on Calvary
You held the power
To just walk away
Oh, but you didn't
Till it was finished that day

(Verse)
You bore our sins on that tree  
As they crowned you in disgrace  
Only love kept you there  
As you took our place  
And...

(Chorus)

(Refrain)
Finished, it was finished  
Oh, it was finished, umm  
Oh finished, it was finished  

(Bridge)
Three days the stone was silent
Then an angel rolled it back
Doubters became believers
Death had met its match

(Breakdown chorus)

(Outro)
Only love kept you there
Yeah, only love kept you there
Till it was finished
Oh, oh, finished


© 3/01/26  Pat Kelley, BMI  Email: pk2@vermontel.net
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Song: IT IS FINISHED
Writer: Pat Kelley
Email: pk2@vermontel.net
Phone1:802-885-3307
Phone2 (if available):802-376-8847

JUST ANOTHER TATTOO

                                                     
                                                        
Just Another Tattoo
Writers: Adam Byrd/Sarah Motes Ashley

V1:
Some say I got ‘em for attention
Say it’s my way of fittin’ in
But no one ever gives me time to mention 
They’re more than just ink on my skin
Where do I begin
Here on my shoulder says “sisters”
‘Cause family means the world to me
And I got this broken heart on my right ankle
That night in Abilene...when I turned 18

CH:
The needle always goes in deep
Kinda like the memories do
Like markers on a map to me of where I’ve been and my history
Even though I’ve got more than a few
None of them is just another tattoo

V2:
Here’s my guitar that Nana bought me
She showed me how to live out loud
Says right here she’s singing sweet in heaven
She taught me how, I’m gonna make her proud
This broken mirrors my reminder
Of all the girls I’ve tried to be
I am so much more than my reflection
What really counts is underneath
More than skin deep

CH:

BR:
I still got spaces cause there’s more places to be
More life stories waiting for me
I can’t wait to see the mark they leave on me

CH:

© Adam Byrd/Sarah Motes Ashley
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Song: JUST ANOTHER TATTOO
Writer: Adam Byrd
Email: adambyrdmusic@gmail.com
Phone1:740-336-0556
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MODEL LIFE

                                                     
                                                        
The Model Life

In a world of filtered smiles and drawn on brows
It’s easy to let perfect get you down
Unless you’re 5 foot 10, you’re too short
And you’re too old if you’ve passed 24
It’s like an endless runway of unspoken rules
And I’m trying to keep from lookin like a fool, but

CHORUS          
Who’s to say what is right
The model look
The model wife
How to talk, how to dress
Every judge, a different test
The haters will get loud sometimes
And everyone’s got some advice
Can’t please ‘em all, even if I try (C2 and C3: ‘you try’)
There’s a million ways to have a model life

Are ya married, have two kids or live alone
Do you go to work or stay at home
Did you go to college or did you not 
It really doesn’t matter if you’re doing what you want

CHORUS

Nobody’s got it all figured out
And you can’t be truly happy til you’re happy with yourself

CHORUS
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Song: MODEL LIFE
Writer: Carin Fradin
Email: carin@fradin.com
Phone1:4155173911
Phone2 (if available):

PORCH LIGHT

                                                     
                                                        
PORCH LIGHT
Written By: Heather Platania

Verse 1
I drove by the house on Maple tonight
Same old swing, same crooked drive
Paint’s a little more faded now
But it still looks just like our house

You always left the light on
Said “that way you’ll never get lost”
Even when I rolled in late
That glow was there to guide the way

Pre-Chorus
Now the yard’s quiet, the windows dark
But your voice still echoes in my heart

Chorus
If time had a porch light
Burnin’ through the years
I’d follow that glow
Till you reappeared
Walk up those steps
Like I’ve done before
Hear you call my name
Through that old screen door
Yeah I’d stand in that warm light
Every single night
If time… had a porch light

Verse 2
Sunday mornings, havin’ coffee with me
Your old radio playin’ softly
You’d sit there talkin’ ‘bout life and faith
Like every word could light the way

Funny how the years move fast
Till the moment you can’t go back
Now every mile and every moment
Feels longer than it used to feel

Pre-Chorus
There are some nights when the sky’s just right
I swear I can see those lights so bright

Chorus
If time had a porch light
Burnin’ through the years
I’d follow that glow
Till you reappeared
Walk up those steps
Like I’ve done before
Hear you call my name
Through that old screen door
Yeah I’d stand in that warm light
Every single night
If time… had a porch light

Bridge
Maybe heaven’s got a front porch view
Rockin’ chairs and a sky so blue
Maybe somewhere past goodbye
You’re still leavin’ that light on high

Final Chorus
If time has a porch light
Shinin’ somewhere bright
I’ll follow that glow
When my days are done here in time
And I’ll walk those steps
Like I did back then
When the door swings wide
And I see you again
Yeah I know you’ll be there
In that golden light
Like time… left the porch light on



*Demo uses AI-generated vocals and instrumentation for presentation purposes only. Lyrics and melody 100% written by me.
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Song: PORCH LIGHT
Writer: Heather Platania
Email: heather@nextbigstageentertainment.com
Phone1:7728126041
Phone2 (if available):

RADIO SILENCE

                                                     
                                                        
Radio Silence

Written By: Heather Platania


[Verse 1]
You were my midnight drive, my backroad song
Played you loud just to sing along
Now the speakers crack, the signal’s gone
And I still turn it up like you’re comin’ on

[Pre-Chorus]
I’ve called out your name on a hundred nights
But all I get back is static and dark skies

[Chorus]
Radio silence, where you used to be
Dead air fillin’ up the space in me
You dropped out like a line gone cold
No goodbye, just a dial turned low
And I keep searchin’ for somethin’ to find
But all I hear now is the sound of your silence
Yeah, it’s just… radio silence

[Verse 2]
Drove past your street with the windows down
Felt your name in the wind, but it don’t make a sound
Used to echo like a melody
Now you’re just a ghost in the frequency

[Pre-Chorus]
The sky still plays that same old tune
But I’d trade every star just to hear from you

[Chorus]
Radio silence, where you used to be
Dead air fillin’ up the space in me
You dropped out like a line gone cold
No goodbye, just a dial turned low
And I keep searchin’ for somethin’ to find
But all I hear now is the sound of your silence
Yeah, it’s just, radio silence

[Bridge]
If heaven’s got a station, tell ‘em play you loud
So I know you’re up there singin’ somehow
‘Til then I’ll keep drivin’ through static and sky
Waitin’ on a sign from the other side


[Final Chorus]
Radio silence, it’s all that remains
No voice, no verse, just echoes and pain
You dropped out like a line gone cold
No goodbye, just a dial turned low
I still reach for the volume at night
But all I hear now is the sound of your silence
Yeah, it’s just
Radio Silence
Radio Silence
Radio Silence

*Demo uses AI-generated vocals and instrumentation for presentation purposes only. Lyrics and melody 100% written by me.
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Song: RADIO SILENCE
Writer: Heather Platania
Email: heather@nextbigstageentertainment.com
Phone1:7728126041
Phone2 (if available):

RUN

                                                     
                                                        
RUN

Sunrise on a Sunday morning,
Don’t care about the rainstorm warning,
Got two more miles to go.
Flashback to my dad in our backyard,
Racing like we were high school track stars,
Chasing dreams in the full moon’s glow.

And like an all-terrain truck,
He’d drive me to never give up,
‘Til I was all done.
Til I had the chance to …

Chorus
Run, with my heart on fire,
Aiming higher than the sun,
And the rain can’t catch me,
My second wind has just begun,
I may stumble,
But I won’t crumble from,
Hard times, I’ll overcome
I won’t rest ‘til this race is won,
I’m just gonna run.

Verse 2

Each run tells a different story,
Some folks run for the glory,
Some feel an urge inside.
I run in my daddy’s memory,
Brings back all the love he left me, 
It keeps his flame alive.

And when I get tired,
His spirit inspires me, it’s the reason,
The reason that I …

Repeat Chorus

Bridge
I may not be too fast,
I may even finish last,
But I’ll feel like number one.
As long as I get to …
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Song: RUN
Writer: David Kraut
Email: davidkraut@yahoo.com
Phone1:212-799-1509
Phone2 (if available):718-908-9515

SECRET BRUISES

                                                     
                                                        
SECRET BRUISES
Leslie Miller, James DeBorde


He don't ever use his fists
No, that ain't the way he hits
He beats her down with little jabs and comments
He might not call her a bitch
But she can see he’s thinkin’ it
When that fire flashes in his eyes and she gets

Secret bruises
The kind she never has to hide
Secret bruises
Black and blue, but deep inside
The marks don’t show
Tears still flow 
It hurts because the truth is
He don't have to lay a hand on her
To leave his secret bruises

Though she gets it ain’t her fault,
She tries not to set him off
Tiptoes around on eggshells, keepin' distance
Yeah, she knows that he needs help
And knows to keep that to herself 
She learnt that lesson learnin’ how to live with

REPEAT CHORUS

If you met him on the street
He’d be charmin’ and so sweet
The man she's still in love with in between

REPEAT CHORUS
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Song: SECRET BRUISES
Writer: James Deborde
Email: jamesdeborde@yahoo.com
Phone1:2763852128
Phone2 (if available):

SHE'S A CHECKBOOK WOMAN AND I'M A REDNECK MAN

                                                     
                                                        
Verse 1
She walks in the mall like she owns the whole place
Credit card sparkle and diamonds on her face
High heels clickin' on the marble floor
I'm outside leanin' on my old Ford door
She talks about Paris, Gucci, and wine
I'm thinkin' cold beer and a fishing line
She's got a handbag worth my truck and land
She's a checkbook woman, I'm a redneck man

Chorus
She's champagne sippin'
I'm whiskey in a can
She's got a black card
I got dirt on my hands
She loves them bright lights
I love this small-town land
She's a checkbook woman
And I'm a redneck man

Verse 2
She books five-star rooms down on Broadway
I'm fine in a hammock by the lake all day
She orders sushi with a fancy name
I'll grill a burger in the pourin' rain
She drives a Lexus with leather and chrome
I got a mud-tire Chevy that rattles home
But when the sun sets and the crickets sing
She kicks off them heels and sits next to me

Chorus
She's champagne sippin'
I'm whiskey in a can
She's got a black card
I got dirt on my hands
She loves them bright lights
I love this small-town land
She's a checkbook woman
And I'm a redneck man
Bridge

Well opposites attract
That's what they say
She's downtown diamonds
I'm backroad clay
But when she laughs
And slides in my truck
She says your kinda simple
Is exactly my luck

Final Chorus
She's champagne sippin'
I'm whiskey in a can
She's got a black card
I got dirt on my hands
She loves them bright lights
I love this small-town land
She's a checkbook woman
And I'm a redneck man
Yeah she spends money
Like it falls from the sky
But when she's with me
She's just country inside
She's a checkbook woman
Lord I don't understand
Why she loves this redneck man
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Writer Contact Information

Song: SHE'S A CHECKBOOK WOMAN AND I'M A REDNECK MAN
Writer: John Stockwell
Email: john@johnstockwell.com
Phone1:7345788815
Phone2 (if available):7345788815

STANDING STRONG

                                                     
                                                        
"STANDING STRONG"
Richard Bradley McKinney (ASCAP), IPI#  724736729
Derrick Breaux
Elizabeth Anne Eckert (SESAC), IPI# 00592857597

V
She hadn’t set foot through those doors in years, didn’t wanna go alone
Wasn’t sure if God was even there, but didn’t know where else to go
Laid her heart wide open in that empty church
Wasn’t nothin she could say that pew hadn’t already heard

	CH
	Sometimes love can look like letting go
	Sometimes faith can look like doubt
	Sometimes giving in’s the only way of finding your way out
	Sometimes the answers starin’ at you but somehow it’s still hard to see
	Sometimes standing strong means fallin on your knees

V
He’d been cleaning that church about 40 years, it was just another Tuesday night
He’d seen his share of after hours tears, and he knew hers were the lonely kind
He said lady you don’t look so lost to me
You’re right where you need to be

	CH

BR
Sometimes you just show up not knowin what you need
And grace takes the shape of an old man, dirty hands and faded jeans

	CH

Contact:
Brad McKinney
(859)893-8146
mckinneybrad@gmail.com
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Writer Contact Information

Song: STANDING STRONG
Writer: Brad McKinney
Email: mckinneybrad@gmail.com
Phone1:859-893-8146
Phone2 (if available):

THE FALL

                                                     
                                                        
I’ll Take The Fall
(Melyssa Corrigan)

[V1]
There ain’t no getting over
The kind of undertow
That comes from losing someone
You never planned on letting go 
When you found me in the springtime
I was long gone and alone 
And you took me home 
And you took things, slow

[CH]
Now we’re standing at September
An’ I’ve been bracing for the ache
When the leaves start turning golden
Takes me back to darker days
But, this year I’ve got reason
For the seasons one and all 
Babe, if I’m with you I’ll take the fall

[V2]
You speak to me so sweetly
Wings on every word
Such conviction in your voice
Like nothing I’ve ever heard
And you hold me when the heavy
Hits me harder than it should
You make life good, you make life good

[CH REPEAT]

[BR]
I feel it comin’ round again
The smile that’s been gone since then 

[CH REPEAT]

[OUTRO]
My love, if I’m with you 
I can take the fall
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Writer Contact Information

Song: THE FALL
Writer: Melyssa Corrigan
Email: melyssacorrigan@gmail.com
Phone1:8572104709
Phone2 (if available):

THE GREATEST MAN I KNOW

                                                     
                                                        
The Greatest Man I Know
By: Logan Wamsley

*Verse
A man is more than just his guns and hair
More than his muscles or the clothes he wears
How much he makes or the truck he drives 
His body count or his Johnson size
 
*Verse
A man stands up for what he knows is right
But knows first punch ain’t worth a pointless fight
Moves Hell and Earth to save the ones he loves
And owns the promises he falls short of
 
*Bridge
I ain’t perfect but God knows how I try
To be the man I want my boys to be
But lately I’ve been thinkin’
Between the smokin’ and the drinkin’
That model man they’re lookin’ for isn’t me
 
*Chorus
You know my wife’s the greatest man I know
I wear the pants but boy she runs the show
When I am wrong she’ll always tell me straight
And makes damn sure I’m always home by eight
Her heart is gold but she’s got nerves of steel
With eyes that burn and velvet hands that heal
She’s my diamond in the sand, lifts three kids with one hand
My wife’s the greatest man I know
 
*Verse
I mow the grass and make sure cars will start
But man without her this house falls apart
She pays the bills and keeps food on the shelf
Without her I doubt I could feed myself
 
*Verse
Alone at night she takes my breath away
And in the morning she helps lead my way
She shows my girl the way to walk the walk
And to my boys she’ll always be their rock
 
*Bridge
At five foot four she stands tall as the trees
My hero and my shelter from the storm
I find it hard to believe
That she saved a soul like me
And she chose to stay, bless me one more day, and lets me keep her warm
 
*Chorus
You know my wife’s the greatest man I know
I wear the pants but boy she runs the show
When you need help she’ll always save the day
And give them Hell down at the PTA
Her words when sharp can cut you like a knife
But if you listen they will change your life
She can sing to my guitar, twist open pickle jars
My wife’s the greatest man I know
 
*Chorus Final
You know my wife’s the greatest man I know
I wear the pants but boy she runs the show
When I am wrong she’ll always tell me straight
And makes damn sure I’m always home by eight
Her heart is gold but she’s got nerves of steel
With eyes that burn and velvet hands that heal
She’s my diamond in the sand, lifts three kids with one hand
My wife’s the greatest man I know
 
*Outro
She’s my diamond in the sand, lifts three kids with one hand
My wife’s the greatest man I know
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Writer Contact Information

Song: THE GREATEST MAN I KNOW
Writer: Logan Wamsley
Email: lawamsley@gmail.com
Phone1:4346651946
Phone2 (if available):

THE LONG WAY HOME (THE SCENIC ROUTE)

                                                     
                                                        
Clocked out late, phone won't stop 
Whole world wants a piece of what I got 
Highway's packed, everybody's in a rush 
To get somewhere they don't wanna be that much 
I could cut through town, be home by six 
But tonight I need a different kind of fix

I'm taking the long way home
Along this wide open road
Where the earth and the sky are one
A painting only God could've done
Sometimes slower feels right
Our troubles roll away with the fading light
The long way home is how I heal tonight
They call it the scenic route

There's a barn out here been standing crooked forty years 
A creek that don't know nothing about my fears 
Hawk's just riding on the evening air 
Ain't nobody out here asking me to care 
Radio's low, windows down 
This is the only peace I've found

I'm taking the long way home
Along this wide open road
Where the earth and the sky are one
A painting only God could've done
Sometimes slower feels right
Our troubles roll away with the fading light
The long way home is how I heal tonight

They can keep their shortcuts, shave their time 
I'll take the painted sky and the winding line 
World'll wait, it always does 
I'm in no hurry, and that's enough
The stars are brighter in a country sky
There's a view out here that money can't buy


I'm taking the long way home
Along this wide open road
Where the earth and the sky are one
A painting only God could've done
Sometimes slower feels right
Our troubles roll away with the fading light
The long way home is how I heal tonight
They call it the scenic route, Yeah, The scenic route
The scenic route. Yeah, I’ll take the long way home 
The long way home tonight
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Writer Contact Information

Song: THE LONG WAY HOME (THE SCENIC ROUTE)
Writer: Tony Lanni
Email: tonylanniri@gmail.com
Phone1:401-263-5281
Phone2 (if available):

THE ONLY THING MISSING IS YOU (FEMALE)

                                                     
                                                        
The Only Thing Missing Is You

V1.

Found a house down by the ocean,

you’d love it out here 
          
I can almost touch the stars at night.       

Wish you could be that near.     

 
V2.

Your picture’s by the window

Your portrait in the hall

Your photographs of Memphis

Are hanging on the wall

Wish you could be that near.   

 
CH

Thought I'd send this letter,

Nothing more that I can do

The only thing missing is you!
 
 
V3

There’s a path along the hillside
       
That leads down to the sea.
          
Where I think about the "might-have-beens"  
      
And how we used to be.      

 
Bridge: 

Your memory calls out to me

Do you feel the same way too

Will I ever have a chance again to whisper, “I love you”

The nights are made for lovers

And the sunrise made for two.

The only thing missing is you!



Chorus:
That’s why I sent this letter

Nothing more that I can do.

The only Thing Missing Is You

The Only Thing Missing Is You!
--- END ---
                                                    
                                                    

Writer Contact Information

Song: THE ONLY THING MISSING IS YOU (FEMALE)
Writer: Janet Devers
Email: janetldevers@gmail.com
Phone1:5712639941
Phone2 (if available):5712639940

TO BE HONEST

                                                     
                                                        
TO BE HONEST - 97 BPM 
By Cassie Leuffen


V1
To be honest,
You seemed like the dream guy I always wanted
You sold me on a lie and boy I bought it
But that was back when your red flags were green
Now when you kiss me,
I try to act like I don’t taste the whiskey 
And all the lives you live when you’re not with me 
And how it hurts to look down at my ring
When all I can think–  

CHORUS
Is how you looked so good on paper
Checked my boxes, made me feel
Like forever’s in our favor
Long as you’re behind the wheel 
And how I watched you like a movie
Circled you just like a comet
Bet you thought you’d never lose me,	
But you never knew how to be, honest 

V2
And if I’m truthful,
You only kept me ‘round cuz I was useful
I started having doubts, but your approval
Was powerful enough to make me stay
Now when you hug me
It feels like someone struggling to love me,
That girl we saw at lunch today, who was she?
She looked at me like I was in her way 
But all I can say– 				

Chorus

Bridge
So since I know you’ll never shoot - me - straight
I’m letting go, but the next guy I date…

Chorus (alt.) (Breakdown) 
May not look so good on paper, 
Check my boxes, but I’ll feel
Like forever’s in our favor
Long as he’s behind the wheel 
And he’ll watch me like a movie
Circle me just like a comet
Cuz he’ll like that unlike you, see
All he’s gotta do’s be– honest 

Yeah that’s all he’s gotta do, 
All he's gotta do,
To be honest 

--- END ---
                                                    
                                                    

Writer Contact Information

Song: TO BE HONEST
Writer: Cassie Leuffen
Email: cassieleuffen@gmail.com
Phone1:617-833-8029
Phone2 (if available):

UP AND DOWN

                                                     
                                                        
Up and Down 

[Verse 1]
I’m either lovin’ him hard or hatin’ his guts
One text I’m flyin’, no text I’m stuck
I let his morning mood decide if mine’s good
I let his cold shoulder freeze more than it should 
friends say, “you’re a rollercoaster, no brakes"
I smile, " yeah, but I can't be fake"
I’m tired of ridin’ someone else’s wave
Time to level this out and live my way
I’m always up and down 
Yeah, I'm always up and down

[Chorus]
Up when he wants me, down when he hides
On Top of a mountain, then in a mudslide
I gave him the remote to my whole damn mood
Time to take the batteries out, we're through
I’m done lettin’ some clown run my merry-go-round
Gettin’ off this ride, tired of up and down
Up and down
Sick of up and down 

[Verse 2]
Canceled my plans when he said he might call
Lost fifteen pounds when he stopped callin’ at all
I’m dancin’ on tables, then cryin’ in my car
Depending on whether he’s close or far
Blocked his number, quit checkin’ my phone
Took some me time to be alone
First week was hell, third week felt like new
The real rollercoaster was you-know-who
I’m not always up and down
I’m not always up and down 

[Chorus]
Up when I want to, down when I choose
Steady in the middle in my own damn shoes
Threw out the remote and I changed my whole mood
Feels good feelin' what I want to
Ain’t no-one spinnin’ me around this town
I’m finally standin’ still, no more up and down
Up and down
Thank God I’m done with up and down 

[Bridge]
Solo don’t mean lonely it means just mine
I’m good all by myself, first time in a long time 

[Chorus]
Up when I want to, down when I choose
Steady in the middle in my own damn shoes
I threw out the remote and I changed my whole mood
Feels good feelin' what I want to
Ain’t no-one spinnin’ me around this town
I’m finally standin’ still, no more up and down
Up and down
I’m finally done with your up and down
--- END ---
                                                    
                                                    

Writer Contact Information

Song: UP AND DOWN
Writer: Janet Devers
Email: janetldevers@gmail.com
Phone1:5712639941
Phone2 (if available):5712639940

WE'LL LEAVE A LIGHT ON

                                                     
                                                        
[Verse]
Dad tucked him in and pulled the covers up
She kissed his head, the way a Mama does
They turned to leave and heard him whisper
“Don’t forget to check beneath the bed for monsters”
And she said

[Chorus]
We’ll leave a light on
Ain’t goin nowhere
Call if you need us
And we’ll be right there
If it storms, if you feel cold, or if you’re feelin’ all alone
We’ll hold you tight, and keep you warm
And tell stories all night long
And we’ll leave a light on

[Verse]
Mom packed the lunches, put the band-aids on
Dad made every game and watched that boy run home
But time’s a thief and in a blink came the day
He was packin’ up that pickup but before he drove away
Dad said

[Chorus]
We’ll leave a light on
Ain’t goin’ nowhere
Call if you need us
And we’ll be right there
If it storms, if you feel cold, or if you’re feelin’ all alone
Even though you’re on your own
Hope you know you can come back home
And we’ll leave a light on

[Bridge]
After dates and jobs and heartbreaks
Wedding vows and babies
Came a call one night and Mama said he’s gone
And between their tears that boy said, Mom

[Chorus]
We’ll leave a light on
Ain’t goin’ nowhere
Call if you need us
And we’ll be right there
If it storms, if you feel cold, or if you’re feelin’ all alone
We’ll hold you tight, and keep you warm
And tell stories all night long
And we’ll leave a light on
Leave a light on
We’ll leave a light on
--- END ---
                                                    
                                                    

Writer Contact Information

Song: WE'LL LEAVE A LIGHT ON
Writer: Andrew Olson
Email: andrew@saint-somewhere.com
Phone1:917.656.4468
Phone2 (if available):

WHO I THOUGHT YOU WERE

                                                     
                                                        
Eric Blossman. – IPI 838720516. – ericblossmanmusic@gmail.com (512) 788-2502 Who I thought you were
 
Verse 1
You played it cool like I imagined
Swore that nothing ever happened
When she'd call, you'd go missing
Said I knew — you didn’t listen
Pre-Chorus
Said you cared but never proved it
The love we shared — you just used it
Chorus
Maybe I was blind, but I was tryin'
You were half-in love and full-time lyin'
Now you're old news and I know for sure
I don't miss you — I miss who I thought you were
Who I thought you were Who I thought you were
Verse 2
You liked me better when I took the blame
You lit the match, then cursed the flame
Thought it over — now I'm out
You messed around, I found out
Done pretending it was fine
Taking back what was mine
Pre-Chorus
Talked a big game — you never played it
We had our time, now it's faded
Chorus
Maybe I was blind, but I was tryin'
You were half-in love and full-time lyin'
Now you're old news and I know for sure
I don't miss you — I miss who I thought you were
Who I thought you were Who I thought you were
Bridge
I don’t hate you — I just see you
Now the truth's coming clear through
I’m not holding what I lived through
You're long gone — and I don't need you
Final Chorus
Maybe I was blind, but I was tryin'
You were half-in love and full-time lyin'
Now you're old news and I know for sure
I don't miss you — I miss who I thought you were
Who I thought you were Who I thought you were Who I thought you were
--- END ---
                                                    
                                                    

Writer Contact Information

Song: WHO I THOUGHT YOU WERE
Writer: Eric Blossman
Email: eblossman123@gmail.com
Phone1:5127882502
Phone2 (if available):

WHY GOD MADE SAD SONGS

                                                     
                                                        
WHY GOD MADE SAD SONGS

VERSE 1:
For the man whose loneliness won’t end 
Who can’t remember the taste of a kiss
Or the feel of a woman’s slow dancing hips in his hands
For the lady who bet her heart on a guy
Who left her with two kids and one black eye
Now she’s frozen in a moment best left in the past
When the right one turns out wrong, the music helps you move on
That’s why God made sad songs

VERSE 2:
For the dad with two jobs to work
Missing his baby boy’s first words
Watching his son’s childhood through pictures
For the overworked, underpaid single mom
Trying to buy her daughter’s dress for prom
But crying about all the time she’s missing with her
When all your dreams seem lost, the lyrics echo your thoughts 
That’s why God made sad songs

BRIDGE/CHORUS:
They help us reach all the feelings we just can’t grasp
Give us the words to say and questions we need to ask
Put our heart’s cry to a melody we sing to help us carry on
That’s why God made sad songs

VERSE 3:
For the couple tryin’ their very best
To fill their home with little footsteps
But those two lines ain’t pink however much they pray  
For the daughter hidin’ her pain away
From the father who can’t remember her name
Her memories are black and white while his go gray
When your true love passes on, the singer helps you be strong 
That’s why God made sad songs

REPEAT BRIDGE/CHORUS

© Kerry Jeter
--- END ---
                                                    
                                                    

Writer Contact Information

Song: WHY GOD MADE SAD SONGS
Writer: Kerry Jeter
Email: kerryjeter@live.com
Phone1:502-645-4995
Phone2 (if available):

YOU LOOK LIKE JESUS

                                                     
                                                        
She asked what was wrong 
when I stormed through the house
And ran straight to my room 
tryin’ to shut the world out  

I said the kids at school mocked me
Cause I don’t fit in
Mama don’t make me 
Go back there again 

She just smiled and said the good news is 

You look like Jesus
You look like love
If they can’t perceive this
It’s their problem son 

Precious and perfect
That’s how he sees us
It’s ok to be different
But inside you like like Jesus 

She said what some folks don’t know
Often makes them afraid
I can promise you child 
That you’re wonderfully made 

There’s only one judge
And the heart’s what he sees
And yours reflects somethin’ 
we all hope to be 

Everybody who knows you agrees.. 

You look like Jesus
You look like love
If they can’t perceive this
It’s their problem son 

Precious and perfect
That’s how he sees us
It’s ok to be different
But inside you like like Jesus 

Oh oh oh oh 
You look like Jesus
You look like love
If they can’t perceive this
It’s their problem son 

Precious and perfect
That’s how he sees us
It’s ok to be different
It's ok to be different 
But inside you like like Jesus
--- END ---
                                                    
                                                    

Writer Contact Information

Song: YOU LOOK LIKE JESUS
Writer: Tina Rivera
Email: Riveratina7@gmail.com
Phone1:9804226068
Phone2 (if available):

YOUR EXPERIMENT

                                                     
                                                        
Your Experiment

Written By: Heather Platania

Verse 1
You mix your words like chemicals,
Then watch which ones explode
You light me up, then shut me down
Like I’m part of your control
Baby, I ain’t your science class,
You can test someone else for that

Pre-Chorus
You pull me close, then disappear,
Just to see if I’ll shed a tear
But I’m not your subject, I won’t bend
You’re gonna fail… my friend

Chorus
I’m not your experiment,
If love’s a game, I’m leavin’ ’ quick
You twist the truth just to watch me bend,
But sugar, that trick won’t work again
If you’re gonna keep me guessin’, friend,
I’ll go ahead and call  “The End.”
Pull the curtain, drop the mic
This ain’t an audition
I’m not your experiment
your experiment

Verse 2
You change the rules mid-round each time,
Then act like I’m the twist
You love the chase, not what you catch
Well honey, here’s what you just missed.
I gave you fire, you gave me smoke,
Now…. you’re the punchline…  to my joke

Pre-Chorus 2
You think my heart’s a test to run,
But newsflash, baby
I’m the one who’s done

Chorus
I’m not your experiment
If love’s a game, I’m leavin’ quick
You twist the truth just to watch me bend,
But sugar, that trick won’t work again
If you’re gonna keep me guessin’, friend,
I’ll go ahead and call,  “The End.”
Pull the curtain, drop the mic
This ain’t an audition
I’m not your experiment
your experiment

Bridge
No clipboard’s gonna capture this,
No chart explains what real love is
I’m more than data, more than doubt
Baby, I’m shuttin’ your lab down

Final Chorus
I’m not your experiment,
If love’s a game, I’m not playin’ it
Keep your theories, I’m done with “when,”
This heart ain’t breakin’ for proof again
If you’re gonna keep me guessin’, friend,
I’ll write my own last line to end
Pull the curtain, no regret
This ain’t an audition
I’m not your experiment
Yeah, curtain’s closed, lights are spent
This ain’t an audition
I’m not your experiment



*Demo uses AI-generated vocals and instrumentation for presentation purposes only. Lyrics and melody 100% written by me.
--- END ---
                                                    
                                                    

Writer Contact Information

Song: YOUR EXPERIMENT
Writer: Heather Platania
Email: heather@nextbigstageentertainment.com
Phone1:7728126041
Phone2 (if available):