About Family, Adult Themes, Americana, Ballad, Inspired by People, Inspired By Situations, Lyrics, No Music Yet, Nostalgia, Storytelling, Tribute Song, Women

Queen of Beer

When she died
All the family rejoiced
She was in so much pain
They did a long stein-hoist
They cheered and hollered
They were anxious to hear
What they were inheriting
From the true Queen of Beer

There was cash
All the jewels and homes
And the antique furniture
Her volumes of poems
They drank all the whiskey
They didn’t cry a single tear
Her death was a blessing
To heirs of the Queen of Beer

As they read the will they wept
But they accepted it with grace
She was buried in a simple coffin
In a gown made of linen and lace
Just a cross was her grave marker
In the town where she was raised
The Christian school she attended
Were surprised and amazed
When they opened their envelope
And read the long note she wrote
They would receive her whole estate
Except the Summer Home and Boat

They all stayed Labor Day Weekend
But went sailing the following Spring
The adults had grown tired of the tradition
But the kids thought it was everything

They found her stash
In an large oak and cedar chest
They chose to not report it
To keep it secret would be best
Let’s just say they had enough
To maintain the home every year
They’re grateful forever for being
The heirs of the Queen of Beer

The Matriarch and Queen of Beer

September 13, 2022

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Adult Themes, Americana, Ballad, Inspired By Situations, Lyrics, No Music Yet, Tribute Song, Wistful, Women

Betty

They sold her a story
Told her she'd go far
She was a looker & a beauty
and she was gonna be a star

They didn't have to polish her
She had natural charm & poise
Other girls wanted to be like her
She was attractive to all of the boys

Oh, but Betty was lonely
No one knew how she felt inside
She was looking for answers
in everything she tried
Acting, Modeling, all of the Men
Nothing could quench her thirst
Oh, Betty was lonely
with a heart so big it burst

In the public eye she shined
But privately she was a mess
At all those red carpet premieres
They just cared about Betty's dress

She had no idea who she was
Everyone close told her what to do
One night at her home in the Hills
Betty broke down and no one knew

Oh, how Betty was lonely
In that mansion with no pride
The media had so many questions
But behind her smile, she'd hide
Nobody knew her struggle
Nobody knew Betty's inner pain
Not even those who loved her
They thought they'd see her again

They found Betty years later
In a roadside diner in the Midwest
She became a small town waitress
Betty was happy in a regular dress

She said she could live without
the glory, attention and fame
with a quiet, normal life
and her maiden name

And now Betty's not lonely
serving up malts and fries
If people ask her about her past
She simply says she got wise
She knew she'd never be happy there
Being someone she didn't want to be
Some people just are meant for
living with dignity and privacy
and that's Betty, that's Betty, that's Betty.

February 7, 2022 


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About a Friend, Americana, Ballad, Boating, Country Song, Fishing, Folk Ballad, Goth Folk, Grief Song, Growing Up, Heartbreak, Inspired by High School, Inspired by Outdoors, Introspective, Lyrics, No Music Yet, Relationships, Tribute Song, Wistful, Women, Young Love

At The Lake House

It’s warm in this place when it’s cold outside
I’m still here at the lake house where we met
We were just kids but it seems like yesterday
It was a moment frozen in time I won’t forget

You had a bright big smile and laughed at me
I was quiet and shy but not with you back then
We’d watch the geese before they flew away
And you came back to see me again and again

At the lake house
It was just you and me
At the lake house
We were so happy and free
Fishin’ in a rowboat
Wishin’ on falling stars
Not old enough to go to bars
And we weren’t fully grown
Out at the lake house
Where I now live alone

I’m out here while you’re in another’s arms
Thinkin’ ‘bout all those afternoons with you
We’d go on walks until we had to run back
I crushed on you and you already knew

At the lake house
It was just you and me
At the lake house
We were so happy and free
Sharin’ my poems with you
Hopin’ we’d share a kiss
Not knowin’ it’s you I’d miss
And weep at your gravestone
Out at the lake house
Where I now live all alone

Out at the lake house
Where I now live alone

February 2, 2021

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Americana, Country Song, Inspired by People, Lyrics, No Music Yet, Tribute Song

Should’ve Been Toby Keith

He says he should have been a cowboy
Ridin’ with the guys on a cattle drive
I don’t think he understands his talents
He makes people feel happy and alive

He’s a stud in boots and cowboy hat
And his songs are so intense and great
Makes me wanna leave my 50K town
To go find a place in the Sooners State

He’s impressive as a Country performer
Man what I would do to be in his corner
Proud of being from the land of the free
When he sings, man I don’t wanna be me

I wanna be him, with that kickass grin
Keepin’ all his songs free of sin
He’s an original rascal filled with fire
Never stopped playin’ and won’t retire

He’s got a sound and style of his own
His face looks like it’s chiseled from stone
He loves his fans and they all love him back
When it comes to class, he’s ahead of the pack

If you say I’m good, you’d be lying through your teeth
I’ll never be him, I should’ve been Toby Keith

I’ll never be him, I should’ve been Toby Keith

January 23, 2021

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About Family, Adult Themes, Ballad, Country Song, Folk Ballad, Goth Folk, Inspired by a Place, Introspective, Lyrics, No Music Yet, Nostalgia, Tragic Death, Tribute Song, Wistful

Nashville, Tennessee

He was out on a Tuesday
In his Chevy getting drunk
off a twenty four pack
of bottled Budweiser Lite
Thinkin’ ‘bout the girl
he fell in love with
When they were sixteen
And everythin’ was alright

He was wonderin’ what she
was up to as he hadn’t seen
her since they parked out
by the lake one Friday night
And she said it wasn’t
Workin’ out between them
But he was too heartbroken
To put up any kind of fight

He just said he was sorry
She said it’s not you it’s me
He sat there so confused
He thought how could this be
She drove him back home
He didn’t tell his family
She moved on from him
To Nashville, Tennessee

She was out on a Thursday
On a park bench with a friend
Sharing coffee and stories ‘bout
boys who didn’t have a clue
She brought up that moment
When she tested a boy’s truth
By telling him she was leavin’
Just to see what he would do

He just said he was sorry
She said it’s not you it’s me
He sat there so confused
He thought how could this be
She drove him back home
Didn’t tell her family, then
got news they were movin’
To Nashville, Tennessee

They both had been dreamin’
What it would’ve been like
If he ended up as her husband
And she’d become his wife

But there’s a twist in the story
She looked him up on Facebook
Then sent him a friend request
and he didn’t friend him back
Cause on the way home
After bingin’ on cheap beer
He ran through a stop light,
killin’ a man wearin’ a knapsack

In court he said he was sorry
To the judge and his attorney
He sat there so void and empty
Charged for murder, unintentionally
And as he sat there in prison
One day he got a letter from her
Said she was moving back home
From Nashville, Tennessee

With an orphan child of a lady
Gunned down by the man he killed
Before he took the Amtrak up
From Nashville, Tennessee
Seven years later in a prairie
An ex-prisoner married my mother,
The man who ran into my father
Who was from Nashville, Tennessee

It seems like a hell of a nightmare
But things turned out so perfectly
Oh, God knew what he was doin’
I’ve just earned my Law Degree
I’m workin’ for a Record Label
Time flew like a seagull over a sea
I sure am proud of my hometown
Nashville, Tennessee –

Oh, now I’ll never really leave
Music City, I’ll give my all to thee
My boyhood home, Nashville, Tennessee

December 7, 2020

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About a Friend, Autobiographical, Country Song, Inspired by High School, Inspired by People, Lyrics, No Music Yet, Nostalgia, Tribute Song, Women

Amesti Angel

We met back in High School
She was in Madrigal and Choir
She sang like no one’s business
She had a certain special fire

But she loved to ride horses
At her parents’ ranch for hours
Bought her a rose on Valentines Day
But she never liked gettin’ flowers

She liked goin’ out to the Seacliff beach
She liked goin’ to drive-in picture shows
I’d see her with her group of friends
We never dated but that’s how it goes
She had this big ol’ heart for us all
And she never stopped supporting me
My special and sweet Amesti Angel
Who wanted me to be what I wanted to be

As the college years rushed by
She got her degree and met a man
They found a simple kind of love and
They made the most of our God’s plan

They had a full house of daughters
And a life they carefully designed
Gone was that teenaged crazy girl
Who I never got to wine and dine

But I’d go out to the Seacliff Beach
I’d go to the drive-in picture shows
I’d see her out with her group of friends
We never dated but that’s how it goes
She had this big o’ heart for us all
She was my pal through thick and thin
My special & sweet Amesti Angel
Who I know I’ll visit again and again

I see her life on Instagram now
And I know she’s happier there
With her kids & handsome husband
Goin’ ev’ry year to the County Fair

Now I’m no longer goin’ to Seacliff Beach
Or any of those drive-in picture shows
And all of our friends have scattered
We’re living our lives, that’s how it goes
She still keeps in touch with everyone
With really funny Facebook updates
Our special & sweet Amesti Angel
Who cheered us on to do our dream
Our sweet Amesti Angel
Cool as Driscoll’s strawberries & cream

December 3, 2020

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Adult Themes, Inspired by a Place, Inspired by People, Lyrics, No Music Yet, Nostalgia, Optimism, Tribute Song

Today’s Agenda

Today ain’t like any office day
We’re gonna change it up a bit
You might hate it, like it or love it
But I hope you brought your mitt
See that baseball diamond out there
See that crowd there just for you
We’re gonna divide up into teams
The Uniforms are Red, White & Blue

Today’s Agenda
Cause it’s the Fourth of July,
Are Fireworks, Potato Salad,
Sweet Corn and Apple Pie
It’s playin’ games with each other
Team Building and Feeling Free
Hope you love this Office Picnic
Thanks so much for working for me

Here’s to all the team in Logistics
You sure planned this all so well
That Big Hog on the BBQ spit o’r there
Is gonna be juicy, I can tell
And to the Sales Crew, you’ve been sellin’
Thanks for givin’ everything you’ve got
You’re the finest team ever assembled
I appreciate your loyalty a lot

For all your dedication and hard work
You’re all entered in a raffle
You’ll like the grand prize I guarantee
On top of this year’s bonus
One of you will win for free
An all-paid inclusive vacation
For your supportive family

Today’s Agenda
Is there is no Agenda other than fun
We wanted to do something special
And show our love to everyone
You might think I gave you a life
But I’d be nowhere without you
You all made this lucky owner’s
Dream come true

So Today’s Agenda
is all about you
Today’s Agenda
at this Office Picnic
Is all about you
Is all about you
Is all about you

June 20, 2020

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About Songs, Adult Themes, Americana, Autobiographical, Ballad, Country Song, Inspired by People, Introspective, Lyrics, No Music Yet, Nostalgia, Tribute Song, Wistful

What Will We Do Without Willie?

As I was driving on an empty country road
and had a Venti Starbucks Cafe Mocha at my side
I had my Essential Willie Nelson cd on
Cos I needed to hear some classics during my ride
My Cousin Janet used to play him all the time
but my parents didn’t own any of his cassettes
Instead, they’d play lots of Neil Diamond & John Denver
and against smokin’ weed and nicotine cigarettes

Well I listened to every song in Willie’s collection
Like Pancho & Lefty and the rockin’ Whiskey River
When he said in that song, “I gotta get drunk,”
I thought about the damage he’d do to his liver
And I wondered what would happen if he passed away
With a hand on the wheel, I wrote the title down
Oh, now what would we do without dear Willie?
I don’t think we’d go out and paint the town

Well, per his request he wants to be rolled up
and smoked like a doobie when he dies
But I think we’ll all be so distraught then
It’ll come as a shock and a sad surprise
And I’ll hate to see the look on all the faces
‘specially the tears flowin’ from my Cousin Janet’s eyes
Oh what will we do without dear Willie
I know I won’t be singin’ anythin’ like Blue Skies

I don’t like ponderin’ about anyone’s death
I don’t wanna think about things I can’t control
But I know Willie’s gonna leave just like a cowboy
Whenever our Precious Lord calls home his sweet soul
I can’t help but want to meet him in Hawaii
Before our dear Willie’s not around anymore
So Willie, if you’re listenin’ to this tribute to you
If I come knockin’ please open that damn door

Well per his his request he wants to be rolled up
and smoked like a doobie when he dies
But I think we’ll all be so distraught then
It’ll come as a shock and a sad surprise
I’ll hate to see the look on all the faces
‘specially the tears flowin’ from my Cousin Janet’s eyes
Oh, what will we do without our beloved Willie?
I just know I won’t be singin’ anythin’ like Blue Skies

Oh, what will we do without our beloved Willie?
I just know I won’t be singin’ anythin’ like Blue Skies

February 3, 2020

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