Singer Songwriter

Prodigal Son

You grew up

I grew old

We couldn’t see eye to eye

So we headed down separate roads

Tried to teach you 

Like my father taught me

To be brave and honest 

And nobody’s fool

I guess we all

Gotta make our own mistakes

I’ve made my share

Had to learn the hard way

Wherever you’re headed

I wish you well

Give it all ya got

Give-em hell       

Father and son

Man to man

Know this for sure

I’ll welcome you home again

You and me

A lot the same

A bit hard headed

Always different from the rest

Think things over

Be strong, have faith

Do this and I know 

You’ll find your way

Doesn’t matter who’s right

Lets make amends

I’ll let my guitar do the talking

Cause worlds fade in the end

I want you to remember

When my days are all done

I was your father

And you my prodigal son

Father and son

Man to man

When this world lets you down

I’ll welcome you home again

Love Is In The Small Things

I hold her hand

So nervous like the first time

She offers me a gentle smile

It hides a trace of pain

2 Days mean more

When they’e numbered

I can’t imagine my days Here 

Living without her

3 She use to make my meals

Use to mend my clothes 

Now there’s only shadows 

Where she made a small house our home

4 The sounds of laughing children

Once filled these empty rooms

The best of times in our life

We danced and laughed and struggled through

Those were the days

Even if we didn’t know it

Love is in the small things

Seldom seen and often go unnoticed 

1 She wants to walk in the garden

But her legs have grown weak

I help her to the window 

She shuffles her feet

2 Holding hands in silence 

Siting in the setting sun (ya see)

Love doesn’t belong 

Only to the young

3 Sunday drives in the country

Picnics by the lake

It doesn’t seem that long ago

But time moves on, refuses to wait

4 Whispers a Hail Mary

Tells me there’s angel circling

She can hear them calling

Calling her name

5 I kiss her forehead, and say

If you must go, I understand

What will I do without my sweetheart

Who I shared my life, hand in hand

Those were the days

Even if we didn’t know it

Love is in the small things

Seldom seen or noticed 

Give Yourself Some Room

Give yourself some room

Give yourself some space

This life’s a marathon

Not a foot race

Beware of fools and takers

Be your own best friend

It’s all about where you’re going

And not where you’ve been

Learn to love yourself

Find a way to make a home

Know I’m always with you, 

No matter how far you may roam

Take your time

Don’t get in a hurry

Life’s to short, 

To waste on fear and worry

Don’t be afraid to try

Be strong, be brave

Don’t feel alone

We’re all just, finding our way

Live out loud

Live wild and free

Don’t let anyone tell ya 

Who or what ya suppose to be

Chase down every dream

Cause time flies by fast

Let go of your sorrow

Even the toughest of times will pass

(Repeat Chorus)

The Forgiveness Song

This one’s for all the old couples who stuck it out through the hard times.

I’m tired of you

Being tired of me

I’m tired of me 

Being tired of you

Once again

You forgive me

Once again 

I forgive you (2X)

Your my friend and lover

I’m your lover and friend

We’re still together

Cause we’ve learned how to bend

Wrote you a love song

Wrote me a letter

Some loves fall apart==but

We’re better off together

We can take bike

We can take a bus

Enjoy the ride 

Don’t get in a rush

Come on to bed

Don’t make a fuss

Shut off those lights

I’m gonna make ya blush

I’ve been wrong

A few times right

You’ve been right

A few times wrong

After all our trials

And tribulations 

Our loves like a sweet song

Playing on a country station (2x)

Gave me a kiss, and a hug

Gave ya a hug, and a kiss

Turn tears to laughter

Cause it’s better than being pissed

Doubts and questions

We’ve had a few

But, you still love me

And, I still love you

We can take a Harley

We can take a bus

Enjoy the ride 

Don’t get in a rush

Come on to bed

Don’t make a fuss

Shut off those lights

We’ll polish off the dust

I’m gonna make ya blush

Still Not Feeling My Our Age

A tune about old folks loving life and having fun, cause fun isn’t just for the young ones. Stay Young at heart.

“We don’t stop playing cause we get old, we get old because we stop playing” George Bernard Shaw

Fuck Nashville

Dedicated to all those songwriters who’ve been written off, underestimated and overlooked. It’s for the outlaws, freaks, rebels, mutineers and renegade poets.

Turn on the radio

Country station playing crap

You can keep your country hip hop

And your cowboy rap

Chasing trends

Chasing dreams

Everyone trying to be

The next big thing

It’s all flash and flare

Manufactured stars

Songs spit shined and sold 

Just like used cars

Ya heard it in a song

Swore it’s’ written just for you

Pedal Steel crying

 Voice ain’t pretty, but it’s true

Heard it at the Ryman

And the Grand Ole Opry

You’ll know it when you hear it

Cause it sounds like country

These days, I swear

Johnny Cash couldn’t get a record deal

That’s why I’m here to say 

Fuck Nashville

This towns built on music

Child of gospel and blues

Country music is simple

Three chords and the truth

Call me old fashioned

Say I’m an old fool

Cause I still play Merle

Guess that makes me old school

I’m headed back home

This town don’t care for me

Play my music on my front porch 

With my friends and family 

Turn on the radio

Country music, is this what I get?

Every song sounds the same

Different twang, same old shit

Heard it at the Ryman

And the Grand Ole Opry

You’ll know it when you hear it

Cause it sound like country

These days, I swear

George Jones couldn’t get a record deal

That’s why I’m here to say 

Fuck Nashville