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Studio Cuts

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  • The lights are going out on main street

    The trash is rollin down the road just like a tumbleweed

    I see you holding hands with him and it's so sweet

    I guess that's your flavor for this week

    Now, when you let him down make it easy

    You know how drama makes you feel so queazy

    You didn't even wave and I know you see me

    You looked too embarrassed to even speak

    I never understood your taste in men

    I guess it just depends whatever mood you're in

    Every one always seems so different

    I never understood your taste in men

    You strike a match at almost every turn

    It makes your heart race and your mind burn

    Maybe one day this'll be a lesson learned

    I just pray by the way that it ain't hard earned

    I never understood your taste in men

    I guess it just depends whatever mood you're in

    Every one always seems so different

    I never understood your taste in men

    I hope you find what it is you’re looking for

    You never could pass up on an open door

    Maybe one day you’ll meet the one for sure,

    And he’ll bring you happiness, but until then…

    I never understood your taste in men

    I guess it just depends whatever mood you're in

    Every one always seems so different

    I never understood your taste in men

  • Well I feel so cold and empty

    like a heart that hasn't felt in so long

    and you move like slow motion

    Like a wind that's dying down and wraps me up inside

    go ahead and cry

    it won't bother me

    I have a heart that's cold as stone

    go ahead and cry

    I'm only gonna hurt you in time

    I'm only gonna hurt you in time

    Long ago somebody held the flame up too close to my chest

    doll I know you're not to blame It's only my life I detest

    I'm better off without you my love

    what am I supposed to do my love

    You always were that friend

    someone to keep me from facing myself

    but where can I begin?

    This life's so complicated

    and it's hard to understand

    but tomorrow can be sweeter

    tomorrow will be sweeter

Cellphone Sessions

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  • I wake up every morning before the sunrise casts an early beam across this empty oversized bed

    This house ain't felt as empty since the day you left me here alone, it's full of ghosts and visions and regret

    cause sometimes I still think of back when you were here with me

    and broken bottles I drank to forget

    If it's any consolation, I hope you're happy as can be

    as for me I haven't reached there yet

    I've been chasing a dream down a lonely highway

    chasing a dream out into the blue

    chasing a dream with every waking moment

    I've been chasing a dream since I stopped chasing you

    I still ain't moved the dresser that we fixed up when we bought this house

    It's full of all the letters that you wrote

    I guess I'll get around to it one day, but I ain't in a rush. Seems like it's somehow safer to stay closed

    'cause every word's a fuel rod of potential energy

    lying dormant waiting to react

    and I got better things to do than play with fire, you see

    when I finish those I'll try and get to that

    I've been chasing a dream down a lonely highway

    chasing a dream out into the blue

    chasing a dream with every waking moment

    I've been chasing a dream since I stopped chasing you

    I've taken time just thinking about the way we never stood a chance and all the years we did each other wrong

    I've tried so many times to find the perfect way to put it all. I figured it would make a decent song

    But all the words and chords and rhymes and pretty melodies

    Can only do so much to tell the tale

    I'll take it on the road and sing it to everyone I ever meet

    And fake it when they stop to wish me well

    I've been chasing a dream down a lonely highway

    chasing a dream out into the blue

    chasing a dream with every waking moment

    I've been chasing a dream since I stopped chasing you

  • I stepped outside to catch my breath

    but the air was full of smoke

    my chest on fire I thought of you

    and coughed a dirty joke

    I laughed until I fell asleep

    right there under the tree

    And still I'm there at least I think

    I saw you in a dream

    You walked on the gravestone, said its only dead bones

    that's all

    You sing Hallelujah but it means nothing to ya

    at all

    and you shout out at midnight said bring on a good fight

    I got the worms on my side, the worms on my side

    and you best bring your A-game, cause this ain't no small thing

    at all

    The seasons changed but I remained

    as leaves they fell and grew

    I watched you dancing dressed in red

    a love I never knew

    You tore out the first page, said it reads better this way

    that's all

    You blacked out the ending. don't know what you're defending

    at all

    and you shout out at midnight said "I'm ready, it's alright"

    I got the worms on my side, the worms on my side

    and you best bring your A-game, cause it's just a small thing

    is all

    and you shout out at midnight said bring on a good fight

    I got the worms on my side, the worms on my side

    and you shout out at midnight said bring on a good fight

    I got the worms on my side, the worms on my side

    I got the worms on my side, the worms on my side

  • I was headed to work and runnin late again

    I've had plenty of chances, this might be the end

    I'm almost there, and what do I see?

    Propped alone by the vending machine

    Long hair, dirty jeans

    ugly, tattooed man

    on the sidewalk

    strummin guitar

    (yeah strummin guitar)

    I stopped for a moment to see what he's got

    man he was workin that fretboard, he really knew how to rock

    I forgot all about the state I was in

    I pulled up a spot and I started to sing

    Long hair, dirty jeans

    ugly, tatooed man

    with his ears guaged

    out on the sidewalk

    strummin guitar

    (yeah strummin guitar)

    I was catchin his groove and we were starting to jive

    I was having a blast and I lost track of the time

    I had giving up on my previous dream

    I was on a new path and I'm happy to be

    long hair, dirty jeans

    ugly, tatooed man

    with his ears guaged out

    and a cardboard house

    on the sidewalk

    strummin guitar

    (Just strummin guitar)

  • There's a time and a place

    for all things, you see

    but I still ain't found nowhere got no time for me

    Just keep plowin ahead

    every dog gets his day

    but that day came and went, man, I barked it away

    Chorus

    Oh, fair lady, sure wish I had time

    but I'm already down to my last silver dime

    and the world keeps spinnin around

    I just can't get my feet on the ground

    There's a quarter tank

    of gas in the truck

    And I think I might go and try pushin my luck

    But the dog needs feedin

    and the cats probably too

    there's just so much to keep up with and more to do

    Chorus

    Oh, fair lady, sure wish I had time

    but I'm already down to my last silver dime

    and the world keeps spinnin around

    I just can't get my feet on the ground

    Bridge

    Come on home now, Brody

    There's food on the floor

    I hear you howlin down the road

    but soon, you'll be scratchin upon the front door

    Chorus

    Oh, fair lady, sure wish I had time

    but I'm already down to my last silver dime

    and the world keeps spinnin around

    I just can't get my feet on the ground

  • It ain't often the snow falls in south alabama

    Every ten to twenty years or so the whole place shuts down

    at least they try. The cops put the word out

    But half of us get out and go drive around

    There's too many pictures to take

    and too many memories to make

    too many dollars at stake

    to stay at home

    like fresh bleach-clean linen this ritual dancer

    Swirlin and blowing, the landing she'll stick

    passenger pathogens spreading like cancer

    it whips through the air makin everyone sick

    There's too many pictures to take

    and too many memories to make

    too many dollars at stake

    to stay at home

    too many rogue thoughts to shake

    too many warm smiles to fake

    too many stone hearts to break

    to be alone

    The wind makes a curtain of white out the window

    It's much colder this year than in 2016

    ther're more markers in the graveyard than back then, you know?

    and it's so hard to go out and take in that scene

    Yeah, it's so hard to go out and take in that scene

    There's too many pictures to take

    and too many memories to make

    too many dollars at stake

    to stay at home

    too many rogue thoughts to shake

    too many warm smiles to fake

    too many stone hearts to break

    to be alone