You're a Keeper

Verse 1) Wakes up early, sunrise on his mind, Hard hat on, leaving the world behind, Grabs his tools and heads out the door, He’s got a job to do, but she’s at the core. She smiles when he’s around, makes his day, But he’s stuck in the friend zone, what can he say? He builds her dreams, lays brick by brick, But every time he’s close, she keeps her distance quick. (Pre-Chorus) He’s got sweat on his brow and a heart full of hope, Every nail he drives, he’s just trying to cope, But she’s not giving in, not the way he wants, All he can do is keep on, keep on. (Chorus) He’s a man of the earth, a builder, a dreamer, Works with his hands, but he’s always a keeper, Does the dirty work, lays the foundation right, But when it comes to love, he’s out of sight. He’s hammer and heart, just trying to be, The one she needs, but she just don’t see, He does the job, but he don’t get the kiss, A heart full of love, but it’s all he can miss. (Verse 2) He fixes her sink, puts the fence up tight, Paints the walls, makes sure everything’s right, She says, “You’re my hero, thanks for the help,” But it stings every time she says it to someone else. He’s no stranger to hard work, got calloused hands, But she’s the one thing he can’t seem to understand, She’s always got a boyfriend, always in a crowd, And he’s just left wondering if his love’s allowed. (Pre-Chorus) He puts in the hours, gives it his all, But love’s never as easy as laying a wall, He wants to be more than the guy on the side, But she’s got her life, and he can’t change her mind. (Chorus) He’s a man of the earth, a builder, a dreamer, Works with his hands, but he’s always a keeper, Does the dirty work, lays the foundation right, But when it comes to love, he’s out of sight. He’s hammer and heart, just trying to be, The one she needs, but she just don’t see, He does the job, but he don’t get the kiss, A heart full of love, but it’s all he can miss. (Bridge) Maybe someday, she’ll see him there, Not just the worker, but the man who cares, But until then, he’ll keep the pace, Working with love, but never the embrace. (Chorus) He’s a man of the earth, a builder, a dreamer, Works with his hands, but he’s always a keeper, Does the dirty work, lays the foundation right, But when it comes to love, he’s out of sight. He’s hammer and heart, just trying to be, The one she needs, but she just don’t see, He does the job, but he don’t get the kiss, A heart full of love, but it’s all he can miss. (Outro) So he’ll keep building, working through the night, Hoping one day, she’ll see the light, ’Cause he’s hammer and heart, nothing more, And maybe, just maybe, she’ll walk through the doors..

[Verse] Sunset fading on this dusty track, Where the old train whistles down the past. Memories roll like a smokestack sky, A thousand miles since we said goodbye. [Verse 2] Rusty rails sing their lonesome tune, Takin’ me back to the heart of June. You and me, neath the southern stars, Dreams and love, we had it all in jars. [Chorus] All aboard the memory lane, Ridin' the rails through joy and pain. A banjo strums, a fiddle cries, Electric nights, where the heart complies. [Verse 3] Ghost towns flash through the window pane, Signs of the times, what did we gain? We built our dreams on sandy soil, Lost 'em all in the midnight toil. [Chorus] All aboard the memory lane, Ridin' the rails through joy and pain. A banjo strums, a fiddle cries, Electric nights, where the heart complies. [Bridge] River bends and valleys deep, Secrets of the night we’d keep. Promises like fireflies, Lost in the dark, beneath the skies.

[Verse] In a small room with a flickerin' screen, He builds a world where he can dream, A digital life in his two hands, Livin' large, that's The Analog Man. [Verse 2] With a smile wide as a Tennessee sky, He lays down pixels, makes 'em fly, In his Sims world, he's the king, Outside toilets, that's his thing. [Chorus] Oh, The Analog Man, dreamer on display, In a pixelated world, he spends his day, With toilets in the yard and laughter in the air, He's creating fun everywhere. [Verse 3] From sunrise 'til the moon is high, He's got that magic in his eye, A streamer's heart, a builder grand, Folks tune in to see his plan. [Verse 4] He's got his own way, and he stays true, No telling what he's gonna do, In a place where code meets sand, You’ll find a hero, The Analog Man. [Chorus] Oh, The Analog Man, dreamer on display, In a pixelated world, he spends his day, With toilets in the yard and laughter in the air, He's creating fun everywhere.

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[Verse] Curtis walks the town with a sneer in his eye, He's got a heart made of stone and a head full of lies, He loves to put down women with his cruel, twisted charm, Leaving hearts in pieces and causing alarm. [Chorus] Oh Curtis, you think you're the king of the hill, But your kingdom's just a house of broken will, The women you've hurt won't forget your name, Curtis, you're mean, you're a bringer of shame. [Verse] He struts through the bar like he owns the whole place, With a crooked smile spread across his face, He pours out the charm like a snake with its prey, But behind that mask, he's as cold as the day. [Chorus] Oh Curtis, you think you're the king of the hill, But your kingdom's just a house of broken will, The women you've hurt won't forget your name, Curtis, you're mean, you're a bringer of shame. [Bridge] One day you'll find that the mirror reflects, All the pain and the sorrow and all the regrets, You're a coward at heart, hiding behind your cruel ways, Curtis, your judgment ain't far away. [Verse] The town knows your game, they've seen through your lie, Whispers follow you, Curtis, like clouds in the sky, Your reign of terror's ending, your grip's getting weak, Curtis, your future's looking bleak.

(Verse 1) The rain was fallin’ on that cold November night, We were laughin’, singin’, everything felt right. But the road was slick, and the world turned black, One wrong move, and there was no turnin’ back. I woke up alone in a sterile white room, The silence screamed your name, but you were gone too soon. They said I survived, but I don’t feel alive, Just a ghost in the wreckage, barely gettin’ by. (Chorus) I’m carryin’ the weight of the wheel, The guilt of the life I couldn’t shield. I’d trade my breath for one more day, To hear your voice, to see your face. But the road don’t care, and the pain is real, I’m drownin’ in the weight of the wheel. (Verse 2) Your picture’s on the dash, but it don’t feel the same, The empty seat beside me whispers your name. I close my eyes, and I see it all again, The crash, the screams, the where and when. I should’ve been the one, I should’ve took the fall, But fate’s a cruel judge, and it don’t care at all. Now I’m stuck in this prison of guilt and shame, A life without you don’t feel like livin’ anyway. (Chorus) I’m carryin’ the weight of the wheel, The guilt of the life I couldn’t shield. I’d trade my breath for one more day, To hear your voice, to see your face. But the road don’t care, and the pain is real, I’m drownin’ in the weight of the wheel. (Bridge) They say time heals, but they don’t understand, The scars on my heart, the blood on my hands. I’d give anything to rewrite that night, To hold you close, to make it right. (Chorus) I’m carryin’ the weight of the wheel, The guilt of the life I couldn’t shield. I’d trade my breath for one more day, To hear your voice, to see your face. But the road don’t care, and the pain is real, I’m drownin’ in the weight of the wheel. (Outro) So I’ll drive these roads ‘til the gas runs dry, Chasin’ shadows, chasin’ why. The weight of the wheel, it’s all I feel, A broken man behind the wheel

Tom’s been around, since the reel-to-reel, From Pine dale to Big Piney, keeping it real. A little opinionated, but that’s his way, Still got that spark, every single day. It’s the drive home, from Sublette to here, Tom’s on the mic, with a voice you can cheer. From the classics to the latest hits, He’s still got it, no doubt about it!

(Verse 1) I came home with a flag in my hand, A hero’s welcome in a broken land. But the cheers faded fast when I walked through the door, And I saw what I wasn’t fighting for. A baby’s cry cut through the air, But the eyes weren’t mine, and I couldn’t stare. She said, “I’m sorry,” but the words felt thin, The war I left was the one within. (Chorus) Now I’m drowning in empty promises and whiskey, Trading my medals for a bottle of misery. I gave my all, but it wasn’t enough, Love turned to ashes, and life got too tough. So I’ll drink to the end, let the pain take its toll, ‘Cause the battle at home broke this soldier’s soul. (Verse 2) I tried to forget, but the memories stayed, The vows we made, the price I paid. She said she loved me, but the truth was clear, The life we built disappeared. I watched her cry as I closed my eyes, But the hurt ran too deep, and the well ran dry. I raised my glass to the life we lost, And paid the price, no matter the cost. (Chorus) Now I’m drowning in empty promises and whiskey, Trading my medals for a bottle of misery. I gave my all, but it wasn’t enough, Love turned to ashes, and life got too tough. So I’ll drink to the end, let the pain take its toll, ‘Cause the battle at home broke this soldier’s soul. (Bridge) They say time heals, but the scars remain, A heart too heavy, a life too vain. She followed me down that lonely road, Two broken hearts, one final load. (Chorus) Now we’re drowning in empty promises and whiskey, Trading our dreams for a bottle of misery. We gave our all, but it wasn’t enough, Love turned to ashes, and life got too tough. So we’ll drink to the end, let the pain take its toll, ‘Cause the battle at home broke two weary souls. (Outro) Now the flags fly low, and the silence screams, Two lives undone by a shattered dream. We’ll meet again where the pain can’t go, In a place where the whiskey don’t flow.

[Verse 1] Well, he ain’t no cowboy, but he’s got that charm, Swings a tennis racket like he’s back on the farm. Fixed my drawer, washed my floor, Then took my pup outside the door. [Pre-Chorus] Two hours on the highway, just to see my face, Ain’t no question, he’s winnin’ this race. [Chorus] Ohhh, Dennis, you’re a keeper, and a whole lotta fun A paddleboardin’, dog-walkin’, son of a gun. You bring the laughs, you bring the love, Like a candlelit play from the heavens above. Ohhh, Dennis, don’t you see? You’re the sweetest thing that ever happened to me! [Verse 2] He ain't from the south end, but he’s livin’ there, Still, he’s got that down-home, country flair. Takes my Goldendoodle out to pee, And still finds time to spoil me. [Pre-Chorus] Thoughtful and funny, generous too, Darlin’, Im so lucky that I found you. [Chorus – Repeat] Ohhh, Dennis, you’re a keeper, and a whole lotta fun A paddleboardin’, dog-walkin’, son of a gun. You bring the laughs, you bring the love, Like a candlelit play from the heavens above. Ohhh, Dennis, don’t you see? You’re the sweetest thing that ever happened to me!

The year was 1864, when blood ran through the plains A boy was born in a brothel’s back, baptized in the rain His mother took her final breath, a bullet to the chest He never knew his father, just the vengeance in his head By the time he turned 21, he earned his feared name Rattlesnake Jake, with a viper’s fate, and a six-gun full of pain He rode through towns like a fleeting ghost, always on the run Searching for the killer who had left his mother’s life undone Yippie-yi-o, Yippie-yi-yay A lone gun rides beneath the burning sky Yippie-yi-o, Yippie-yi-yay And somewhere in the dark, the devil grinned inside From Texas down to Mexico, he left a trail of red Every man who stood before him met the reaper’s hand instead He never knew their names or cared, he’d cut ‘em down the same If there was a chance that one of them had fired that fatal aim One night beneath a desert moon, his shadow met a shade A man in black with crimson eyes and a voice like burning fate He said, “Son, I like your work, you filled my halls with souls But if you want the name you seek, I’ve got a deal to hold…” Yippie-yi-o, Yippie-yi-yay One more soul and I will tell you why Yippie-yi-o, Yippie-yi-yay He reached into his coat… and signed his name in fire He rode on through the break of dawn, a contract sealed in dust The devil laughed as Rattlesnake Jake left bodies in the rust And when at last he found the man who’d shot his mother down His hand shook like the rattlesnake that gave him his renown He pulled the trigger, fired once, but never heard a sound For when he fell, he looked around… and saw hell’s open ground Now every night when the lightning strikes, and thunder shakes the plains You’ll hear him riding, screaming wild, forever cursed in flames Yippie-yi-o, Yippie-yi-yay A lone soul rides beneath the blood-red sky Yippie-yi-o, Yippie-yi-yay And somewhere in the dark, his mother softly cries…

You got a product, it’s something they need,
Built with some value, oh, it’s guaranteed.
Set the right price, don’t make it too high,
If it’s just right, then they’re gonna buy. (Chorus)
Marketing’s smooth, like Tennessee whiskey,
Strong like a brand that they just can’t resist.
Place it so right, where they gonna find it,
And promote it, so it shines just like this. (Verse 2)
Put it in stores or online all day,
The place really matters, that’s what they say.
And if you push it, with ads on their screen,
Promotion’s the fire that fuels the dream. (Chorus)
Marketing’s smooth, like Tennessee whiskey,
Strong like a brand that they just can’t resist.
Place it so right, where they gonna find it,
And promote it, so it shines just like this. You got a product, it’s something they need,
Built with some value, oh, it’s guaranteed.
Set the right price, don’t make it too high,
If it’s just right, then they’re gonna buy. (Chorus)
Marketing’s smooth, like Tennessee whiskey,
Strong like a brand that they just can’t resist.
Place it so right, where they gonna find it,
And promote it, so it shines just like this. (Verse 2)
Put it in stores or online all day,
The place really matters, that’s what they say.
And if you push it, with ads on their screen,
Promotion’s the fire that fuels the dream. (Chorus)
Marketing’s smooth, like Tennessee whiskey,
Strong like a brand that they just can’t resist.
Place it so right, where they gonna find it,
And promote it, so it shines just like this. (Outro)
So if you’re selling, you better believe,
The 4 Ps of marketing will help you succeed.