Good morning for a good day.
Think I'll work my troubles away.
Good time for a good rhyme.
Little something to alter my mind.
And if you want to come my way.
Saddle up, run through the foggy haze.
Hear your voice, see your face one day.
All you got to do is ride.
Good night for a good bite.
Moon light and neon burning bright.
Good year for a good year.
Don't waste it on a pool of tears.
*Blan Scott coWrite.
GCGC
DDD7D7
CGx3
DD7G
Yacht rock. Wavy, salty, and blue. Whitecaps losing to the wind, ocean spray. Ignore the sharks. Ignore the sunburn.
Fish dinners and white wines. Avoid the slippery, wet deck. Stay in the cabin, secure the utensils. Float it out. Bob and bob.
Don't need no captain. We're on autopilot, we've set out. Further out, around, and up. The deep deep. Where it's freezing and void.
*CBaker coWrite.
This orange juice tastes funny.
Where's all my money?
Thought it'd be more sunny.
Wonder what time it is.
Clock says eight thirty six.
Better get my coffee fix.
Cold water on my face, all my tricks.
Gotta be ready at nine.
Gonna smooth talk those folks.
Gonna get 'em with all my jokes.
Better get a quick toke.
Relax my nerves and mind.
Slapped on some old spice.
Never gets old, like liquid ice.
Ladies all tell me I smell so nice.
Dudes, too. Hey, get back.
Finally realized what time it was.
PM, not AM, still had a nice buzz.
Drank another wine, just because.
It's still last night.
CGAmF
CoWrite: B Trevino.
I'm at the bottom
I'm at the bottom
I'm at the bottom of my algo feed.
Yes, I've been cussing
Yes, I've been cussing
Prolly best they don't hear me bleed.
Well then, why bother.
Well then, why bother.
Ain't about you, it's more about me.
Sorting out my thoughts, y'all.
Sorting out my thoughts, y'all.
Last thing I'm thinking 'bout is who to reach.
So as the time passes slowly and we live so low-key, and we plant an oak tree, we know the end is really the start.
Better than television.
Better than television.
Nothing on television worth nothing at all.
All we need is a tiny screen.
Little bitty tiny screen.
Play your music, don't lose it, and have a ball.
Don't care about the time I spend.
Don't care about the shape I'm in.
Not worried bout one less friend.
Shake it off of me.
Shake it off of me.
Am I a thief, you'll never know.
Might take your silver, might take your gold.
Don't ever think I won't go that low.
Shook it off of me.
Shook it off of me.
Lay back and let the music through.
Turn off the lights if you got to.
Something funky, something new.
Let it in your head.
Let it in your head.
Hear the echoes and the reverb.
Bout the coolest thing you ever heard.
Groovy keyboard and some crazy words.
Come on and let it in.
Come on and let it in.
EmAmx3
DAmEmx2
AmEmx3
DAmEmx2
Gimme some shelter,
Gimme some rust.
Gimme a trail dog,
If you must.
On the highway,
Dodging cones.
Big trucks passing by,
Long way from home.
Set out from Farmersville.
Through the rolling plains.
Finished up in New Boston.
They thought we was insane.
There was Ladonia,
Way way back.
Paris and Reno,
Along these tracks.
The Tomato Shed,
Burned out shacks.
Empty Crisco cans,
And bums on crack.
Sipping beers at Amigo Juan's.
Frozen glasses and limes.
Hundred and thirty miles in all.
Along the NorthEast Texas line.
C.C.G.C.
FCx3
GFC
Felt my smile about to crack.
Damn your pride, got your back.
Dreams are dreams, facts are facts.
Let's get on with it.
Life's too short for ugly frowns.
Act like I'm up even when I'm down.
Pick up a guitar and make some sounds.
Let's get on with it.
We thought it up so long ago.
Like yesterday, it seems, what did we know.
Floated rivers and survived the snows.
Let's get on with it.
Those days are gone and here we are.
Been on a spaceship now we're back from Mars.
Not too long before we join the stars.
Let's get on with it.
CGAmF