Copy of Wildhearts

Beauty Queen (Re-Mastered)

From The Road, Vol. 1: Covers

It's A Great Day To Be Alive (featuring Darrell Scott) (Live at Fenway Park, Boston, MA, 06.16.2018)

Treaty Oak Revival - No Vacancy

Album credits: Steph Morin (Lead vocals, Backing vocals, Acoustic guitar), Martin Gauthier (Mix, Bass, Banjo, Piano, Backing vocals), Marc-André Binette (Guitars, Mandolin, Backing vocals), François Mathieu (drums, Backing vocals), Sylvain Pouliot (Banjo, Steel guitar), Tommy Gauthier (Mandolin, Violin), Raffy (Backing vocals), Claudine Bergeron (Backing vocals), Philip Gosselin (Mastering), Bernard Slobodian (Mastering), Natacha Driscoll (Photography), Katherine Bonnot (Album cover design)

Produced by Steph Morin, Martin Gauthier & Marc-André Binette

Recorded at Garage à Musique, Terrebonne, Qc, Can

Mastered at Small Mastering Studio & Le Lab, Montreal, Qc, Can.

To Live Again

Gavin Adcock - Ain't no cure

Old Farm  Drive - Gavin Adcock

DEEP END - Gavin Adcock

See You in Court - Treaty Oak Revival

A Cigarette

Four Leaf Clover

Sweet Dreams

Sweetheart

No Town, Oklahoma

Drinking Alone

Gavin Adock - Old Farm Drive

She moves like rhythm in bare feet,
Heartbeat hummin’ in a steady beat.
Sun in her hair, slow burn in her eyes,
Turns a quiet room into paradise.
She don’t rush, she don’t try—
Still, she leaves you wonderin’ why…
Feels like a song floatin’ on air,
She’s just there.
She don’t need nothin’ to glow,
A little moonlight and she’ll steal the show.
Got a smile like wine, smooth and warm,
Soft as silk, wild as a storm.
She don’t fake, don’t chase, don’t miss—
She just is…
Yeah, she just is.
She laughs like a melody stuck on repeat,
Movin’ easy to an inner beat.
Eyes like a fire, low and kind,
She ain’t tryin’—but she’s always on your mind.
No plan, no highlight,
Still, she owns the night.
Like a breeze that slips through your skin—
She begins… where words end.
She don’t need nothin’ to glow,
A little moonlight and she’ll steal the show.
Got a smile like wine, smooth and warm,
Soft as silk, wild as a storm.
She don’t fake, don’t chase, don’t miss—
She just is…
Yeah, she just is.
She’s a Sunday kind of peace,
Wrapped in a restless streak.
Can’t hold her, can’t define…
But you feel her every time.
She don’t ask, don’t act, don’t beg—
Still, the whole damn world tilts her way.
One slow smile, and time pulls back—
Like thunder holdin’ in the crash.
She don’t need a stage to rise—
She’s the fire behind your eyes.
She don’t fake, don’t chase, don’t miss—
She just is.

She Just Is

DEEP END - Gavin Adcock

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