I am not sure whether this would be radio friendly but it is memorable I suppose.

Foxtrot Uniform Charley Kilo OFF                           V1.0                            RogersonLB

V1

Was sitting down drinking coffee, with my uncle you see

When this man started venting his vocab directly at me

Prittle prattle Nonsense filled with expletives and profanity

I politely stood, held out my hand and said

 

Ch

“I sorry sir, please accept my apology for it is rare

But it seems you have gotten me mistaken for some one who cares

Soooo Please

Foxtrot Uniform Charley Kilo OFF

Did you hear? Thank you

Foxtrot Uniform Charley Kilo OFF”

 

 

V2

Somehow he was offended I guess, with this manner of address

Maybe he thought he wouldn’t hear this from a man of god a priest

Strange then to request me to repeat exactly what I just said,

So I puffed up my chest and said,

 

Ch

“I am so sorry sir, please accept my apology for it is rare

But it seems you have gotten me mistaken for some one who cares

Soooo Please

Foxtrot Uniform Charley Kilo OFF

Did you hear? Thank you

Foxtrot Uniform Charley Kilo OFF”

 

Now my uncles hard of hearing and had watched this going on

Then He asked me what I said as soon when the strange man had gone

So I did as requested and loudly said

 

Ch

“I am so sorry sir, please accept my apology for it is rare

But it seems you have gotten me mistaken for some one who cares

Soooo Please

Foxtrot Uniform Charley Kilo OFF

Did you hear? Thank you

Foxtrot Uniform Charley Kilo OFF”

Outro

Then he came back with his friends, so I said to my uncle,  "lets get the Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo - out of here".

Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo OFFF

Fat Man                                   RogersonLB





V1

Came outside to get the presents from the shed
When I heard this big commotion just over my head
There were hooves a splaying and lots of snorting
And a big old sign a saying Santa Claus



North Pole



V2

Was sure he’d wake the kids and that would be end
Be no chance of getting em back to sleep to again
Well it was freezing and the snow was falling
When he parked on my roof I saw Red



And so I Said





Chorus
Don’t care who you are fat man, get those reindeer off my roof
They’re going to break my tiles and fill my gutters with their pooh
enough of your rapper style Ho Ho Ho (HOO HOO HOO HOO)
Don’t care who you are Fat Man, those Reindeer gotta go
No- I don’t care who you are fat man, get those reindeer off my roof







V3

Well I don’t thinks it’s funny and leave my chimney stack alone
No way you’re going down there, and breaking into my home
No you can’t give my kids candy, you’ll make them diabetic
And that fake beard and pillow up your tummy really are pathetic –



get a job







Chorus
Don’t care who you are fat man, get those reindeer off my roof
They’re going to break my tiles and fill my gutters with their pooh
enough of your rapper style Ho Ho Ho (HOO HOO HOO HOO)
Don’t care who you are Fat Man, those Reindeer gotta go
No- I don’t care who you are fat man, get those reindeer off my roofFA                                              




Bridge
Silent Night – was until you came along
Holy Night, that’s what you left in my tiles you idiot
All is calm – all might be but I’m not
All is bright – except you you oversized clown
Round Yon Virgin ----- Hey that’s enough of that sort of language, I got children inside – RIGHT





don’t care who you are fat man, get those reindeer off my roof

Fatman

Six Feet of Dirt		V1.1 		Rogers & RogersonLB

V1
Felt his fat fingers dug deep in your throat
As you tried to fight back and draw a breath
As he screamed Repent and let me in

PC
Then through clenched tech he whispered
You are the one, my beautiful one
I would never hurt you

CHORUS
No true God would let this happen to a woman
All the fire and brimstone they could muster
Should be smote down and smoke this
Buster of a lover, who swore
                       (Love and Protect)  
He would never hurt
So no man on earth
Should let this beast live above six feet of dirt

V2
You turned your check throw away the first stone
And now they’re saying forgive forget
But its you who’s got to live with what he did

Chorus
No true God would let this happen to a woman
All the fire and brimstone they could muster
Should be smote down and smoke this
Buster of a lover, who swore
                       (Love and Protect)  
He would never hurt
So no man on earth
Should let this beast live above six feet of dirt



- Above Six Feet of Dirt - Fawm Num16 50 SOngs in 90 Days

Texas Next Right		Draft		RogersonLB

V1
Listening to the drumming of the rain
Playing to the bass rumble of the tyres
Been going so long, it made a song in my head
Cresting the hill

Chorus
Sun is shining and I can see the sign
Texas next right
Getting closer to the spot to stop my longing
Ohh my poor poor welfare heart
I’m taking
Texas next right

V2
Then the car starts sliding off to the left
I’ve Hit  fresh oil spilt across the road
So turn the engine off and light a cigarette
Then start smiling

Chorus
Sun is shining and I can see the sign
Texas next right
Getting closer to the spot to stop my longing
Ohh my poor poor welfare heart
I’m taking
Texas next right



Texas Next Right - Number 69 - FAWM 50 songs in 90 Days

I am coming home to you

V1
Another night in a tight motel
Still two days away from seeing you again
So much traffic outside and its keeping me awake
Alone with the thoughts of you

Chorus
I am coming home to you
Like a bullet train or rhinoceros
I am making my way back
I am coming home to you

V2
Wonder if you feel it this way too
Tomorrow seems as far away as the sun
I am saying words but they are only distractions
My thoughts are only you


Chorus
I am coming home to you
Like a bullet train or rhinoceros
I am making my way back
I am coming home to you

Bridge
Finally my wheels are pointing the right way
Thinking the ticking is slowing again 


Chorus
I am coming home to you
Like a bullet train or rhinoceros
I am making my way back
I am coming home to you




Coming Home To You - Song 199 - FAWM 50 Songs in 90 Days

An autumn storm in Texas		V3.4			RogersonLB

V1
Just like you I’m chasing dreams of my youth
Why I played this honky tonk 1000 miles from home
Got packed and paid made sure my rider as all drunk

PC
Found the broken neon flickering
“We com Yo Ho wa from Hom”

Chorus
Rains pattering on the roof top like steel brushes striking drums
Bright flashes light the dark night sky - only get to count to one
Till I feel the thunders rumble in chest
Then it starts shaking this creaking bed
As I’m laying undressed my life’s a mess and wondering if I’ve even get to sleep to before breakfast
Under this worn out leaking canvas listening to,
An autumn storm in Texas
An autumn storm in Texas

V2
Last Tuesday night she sure took me to task
Sure I know I said the tour in June would be my last
But I lust for those unplayed Bars

Chorus
Rains pattering on the roof top like steel brushes striking drums
Bright flashes light the dark night sky - only get to count to one
Till I feel the thunders rumble in chest
Then it starts shaking this creaking bed
As I’m laying undressed my life’s a mess and wondering if I’ve even get to sleep to before breakfast
Under this worn out leaking canvas listening to,
An autumn storm in Texas
An autumn storm in Texas

Bridge
Tried to write a song to tell her But I can’t get it out
Trying to not believe she’s packed her bags and left our house
And she won’t be there, when I get back
No she won’t be there, when I get back
NO SHE WON’T BE THERE

Chorus
Rains pattering on the roof top like steel brushes striking drums
Bright flashes light the dark night sky - only get to count to one
Till I feel the thunders rumble in chest
Then it starts shaking this creaking bed
As I’m laying undressed my life’s a mess and wondering if I’ve even get to sleep to before breakfast
Under this worn out leaking canvas listening to,
An autumn storm in Texas
An autumn storm in Texas


Autumn Storm In Texas

MAKING RAIN     (Katrin’s Song)   V3.4   RogersonLB          CAP0 3

V1
Sitting writing on the train with her mothers old nib pen 
Tears from her eyes fall and spread the ink so wide
On these same sad words written so many times before
Then the sounds of the city start pounding in her brain 

Chorus
Oh oh oh oh oh, how she wishes she was, 
Back on the farm riding once again
Bareback with no bridle holding tight the jet black mane
To once again see those dark eyes and to feel the love
Then the broken hearted cowgirl in pain, now goes back, making rain

V2
Thinking back to those days spent out on the porch
The overhanging tree and sweet smell of fresh cut hay
Last memory of her Mother down on hands and knees
Then rearing up neighing to begin their horsey game 

Chorus
Oh oh oh oh oh, how she wishes she was, 
Back on the farm riding once again
Bareback with no bridle holding tight the jet black mane
To once again see those dark eyes and to feel the love
Then the broken hearted cowgirl in pain, now goes back, making rain



Broken Hearted Cowgirl (KATRIN's SONG)

Dirty Songs (on the Radio)		Draft		RogersonLB

V1
Some folks say it fine to swear
they tend to wear gel in their hair
they think somehow  they are refined 
by drinking cheap mulled wine

Chorus
They like dirty songs on the radio They like dirty songs on the radio
Dirty songs on the radio, its all they seem to know
They like dirty songs on the radio They like dirty songs on the radio
Dirty songs on the radio, its all they seem to know

V2
They tend to go quite  berserk
if ever they are asked to work 
seems the only thing they like to do
is showing off new tattoos

Chorus
They like dirty songs on the radio They like dirty songs on the radio
Dirty songs on the radio, its all they seem to know
They like dirty songs on the radio They like dirty songs on the radio
Dirty songs on the radio, its all they seem to know




Dirty Songs (on the Radio) Song 5 - 2016 50 Songs in 90 Days

Thinking of Nothing		Draft			RogersonLB

V1
Outside the rains coming down again
dancing on the window panes
but if it rained for 20 years this street will still not be clean


Chorus
Smokes waiting on the tables
hanging there with no place to go
Patrons are paying for drinks to save having a memory
You can see them all at the  bar of hurting
tonight they all want something, by thinking about nothing

V2
Somehow there’s some people not alone
talking to everyone
they are there for all the lovers and men broke by the pain


Chorus
Smokes waiting on the tables
hanging there with no place to go
Patrons are paying for drinks to save having a memory
You can see them all at the  bar of hurting
tonight they all want something, by thinking about nothing

Bridge
Yeh thank God for the Salvo’s, thank God for the Salvo’s
those men aren't alone


Chorus
Smokes waiting on the tables
hanging there with no place to go
Patrons are paying for drinks to save having a memory
You can see them all at the  bar of hurting
tonight they all want something, by thinking about nothing



Nothing Song 6 -2016 50 Songs in 90 Days

Flower Child			Draft			RogersonLB

V1
Walked around the bend in the river 
saw her swimming in the rock pool
naked like the day she was born
not a stitch, naked as the days she was born

Chorus
Free like the breeze through the trees
Flower child lived as she choosed
With the beauty of a rose my heart she exposed
Flower child lived as she choosed

V2
last summer was one to remember
those hot evenings held in her arms
promised it wont last past the fall
not my choice, wont last past the fall

Still come back to this rock pool
strip off and remember how she'd feel




Flower CHild -Song 13 -2016 50 Songs in 90 Days

Chilling out on Main Street		Draft		RogersonLB

V1
Sure  great to get back to your roots
Where your family lives with their simple truths
to see the smiles on their faces
Memories of a lovers kiss

Chorus
Chilling out on  main street
no cars going past, life's not too fast,
resting my feet up, in the history 
chilling out on main street

V2
They took the rail then even the bus
Must been twenty years since the road bypassed
there is on last bar and a store
Next month they'll be no more

Chorus
Chilling out on  main street
no cars going past, life's not too fast,
resting my feet up, in the history 
chilling out on main street





Chilling Out On Main Street - Song 18 - 2016 50 Songs in 90 days


Stop being a magician		Draft		RogersonLB

V1
Be nice to try to get some sleep some day
but this aint going to happen too soon
every time I put my head down
your magic dust fill my room

Chorus
So wish you would stop being a magician
give me back my life
waving your wand shaking it all around
Putting all those spells on me
So wish you would stop being a magician
give me back my life

V2
I had to go speak to my psychologist
explaining it was getting me into strife
He sort of said it will all come out alright
just go ask her to be your wife

Chorus
So wish you would stop being a magician
give me back my life
waving your wand shaking it all around
Putting all those spells on me
So wish you would stop being a magician
give me back my life

well would be my wife?

Chorus
So wish you would stop being a magician
give me back my life
waving your wand shaking it all around
Putting all those spells on me
So wish you would stop being a magician
give me back my life


Stop Being A Magician - Song 35 - 2016 50 SOngs in 90 Days

Pops Grave			Draft			RogersonLB

V1
Pulling of the interstate,
this turnpikes just new
have to get around the hypermart too

sure changed from when we were kids
I can see Nans new place on the hill

Chorus
Hey Nan the old cotton gins are gone
they've put concrete on the road
electric trains on the rails
do you remember I am here to take you
to visit pops grave

V2
Getting through all these gates
till I get to her room
just keep talking she recognise me soon

Chorus
Hey Nan the old cotton gins are gone
they've put concrete on the road
electric trains on the rails
do you remember I am here to take you
to visit pops grave

Bridge
something about kin, without them
you got nothing, you got nothing

Chorus
Hey Nan the old cotton gins are gone
they've put concrete on the road
electric trains on the rails
do you remember I am here to take you
to visit pops grave


Pops Grave - Song 43 -2016 50 SOngs in 90 Days

Slutty Pretty			Draft			RogersonLB

V1
I don’t go looking for the trouble 
it has a knack for finding me
Kicked out again over just a little squabble
which got rather intense

Chorus
I didn’t , didn’t  didn’t  call her ugly
it was  slutty pretty and I meant it in the nicest way
We have a communication problem happening here
Think its  only conclusion again is drinking beer, look, look
I didn’t , didn’t  didn’t  call her ugly
it was  slutty pretty and I meant it in the nicest way

V2
I think she’s angry for no reason
it always seems its simple things
Small  questions with dangerous consequence (and yes)
her bum did look big I think

Chorus
I didn’t , didn’t  didn’t  call her ugly
So sure it was  slutty pretty and I meant it in the nicest way
We have the culmination of the communication problem happening here
Think its  only conclusion is drinking beer, look, look
I didn’t , didn’t  didn’t  call her ugly
So sure it was  slutty pretty and I meant it in the nicest way


Slutty Pretty Song 54 -50 Songs 90 Days

arms around you Draft RogersonLB

V1
If I could reboot us
like windows xp
I'd press the button right now
happy to wait


Chorus
Waking up in the mornings
only one side of the bed messed
half empty closet and not one dress
miss our spooning and me, wrapping my arms around you
miss our spooning and me, wrapping my arms around you
arms around you

V2
I gave you your space
but its time your needing right now
Because you gotta to be sure
Of getting it right

Chorus
Waking up in the mornings
only one side of the bed messed
half empty closet and not one dress
miss our spooning and me, wrapping my arms around you
miss our spooning and me, wrapping my arms around you


Bridge
I'll wait till eternity
For your face to again light up my phone


Chorus
Waking up in the mornings
only one side of the bed messed
half empty closet and not one dress
miss our spooning and me, wrapping my arms around you
miss our spooning and me, wrapping my arms around you
Wrapping my arms around you

Wrapping my Arms Around You

The train to somewhere	1.4	RogersonLB


V1
C                                    G                           D	
We met at a bus stop her hair wet from summer rain
C                                                     G			           D	
Said she wasn’t running from the past, but wanting a chance again
Am                                   G                            C                                            Am   C                       G                              D
Life was like her old coat she’d left hanging on the seat, it just didn’t quite fit right

Ch
So she’d
Am                                          C		 G                                    D	
Caught a train to somewhere 	(never told a soul) 
C                                                    G                                 D	                                 Am
Just packed her life up in a bag and got getting there
          C                       G,D,     Am                                          C				        
To somewhere       (Caught a train to somewhere)


V2
Well when we swapped those gold rings seemed she’d found her happiness
The only thing we never shared was the joy of having kids
Was trucking out round Tucson where I saw her standing still, all alone on a platform

Ch
Seems she
Caught a train to somewhere 	(never told a soul) 
Just packed her life up in a bag and got getting there
To somewhere  (Caught a train to somewhere)


Bridge
Am                                  G		                                                                  Am	
Funny I kept on hauling , I know there are some souls here
Am                                        G				                   Am                D	
It hurts too much to cage them, you have to let them go if you care, if you care

Ch
So she
Caught a train to somewhere 	(never told a soul) 
Just packed her life in a bag and got getting there
To somewhere  (Caught a train to somewhere)

Outro –Am – C – G – D( If you care) * 3 and then Chorus

Train To Somewhere

Dirty Up	(Erika's song)		Draft		RogersonLB

V1
Sensible  stocking and flat shoes
No rouge splashed on her cheeks
Buttoned up from neck to knee
Leaves with the thoughts of what I want to see

Chorus
She's got to dirty up and get into a sexy situation
Learn the dark arts of seduction and flirtation
She's got to dirty up and get into a sexy situation
Give me an education, save me from infatuation
She's got to dirty up and get into a sexy situation

V2
Voted most likely to be a saint
Looks so cute when she prays
Eyes closed and mouths the words
Seem her only moment of ecstasy

Chorus
She's got to dirty up and get into a sexy situation
Learn the dark arts of seduction and flirtation
She's got to dirty up and get into a sexy situation
Give me an education, save me from infatuation
She's got to dirty up and get into a sexy situation

Bridge
For gods sake
Lord
Lord
Lord, for gods sake please

Dirty Up  /  Sexy Situation    50-90 2017

Chorus
She’s such a pretty pretty girl
All the boys on this agree
She’s got such a wonderful smile
All the girls on this agree
What only some of them see is this pretty pretty girl got tears in her eyes

Pretty Prety Girl  Song 20     50-90 2017

Just want to spend tonight with you		Draft			RogersonLB

V1
Been a long day
Barely kept my eyes open
Only crossed six things off my list
Tomorrow will be even worse

Chorus
Tonight, tonight just want to spend tonight with you
Order take a ways and open the bottle of Chablis
Don’t even want to talk just lay back and feel you breath
Tonight, tonight just want to spend tonight with you

V2
Only a year
Somehow feels yesterday
Smiling then he sighed oh so soft
Tomorrows since aint been the same

Chorus
Tonight, tonight just want to spend tonight with you
Order take a ways and open the bottle of Chablis
Don’t even want to talk just lay back and feel you breath
Tonight, tonight just want to spend tonight with you

Bridge
Goodbye to you and love
To again when we meet above

Chorus
Tonight, tonight just want to spend tonight with you
Order take a ways and open the bottle of Chablis
Don’t even want to talk just lay back and feel you breath
Tonight, tonight just want to spend tonight with you

Spend Tonight With You

Beautiful release		Draft			RogersonLB
V1
Beware the dreams of monsters
Were the last words read?
Before the womb of darkness gave me rest

Chorus
Now I’m Bound and humbled at this altar
Throb of numbness in my knees
Hands white and cold from the marble
No scream comes from this dry parched throat
Prick of the knife as it touches my flesh may it give me Beautiful release

V2
Fighting with sticks against machine guns
We are just young kids
Somehow our threat of laughter got too much

Chorus
Now I’m Bound and humbled at this altar
Throb of numbness in my knees
Hands white and cold from the marble
No scream comes from this dry parched throat
Prick of the knife as it touches my flesh may it give me Beautiful release

Bridge
Rattle of metal awakens me
God I hate these dreams where

Chorus
Now I’m Bound and humbled at this altar
Throb of numbness in my knees
Hands white and cold from the marble
No scream comes from this dry parched throat
Prick of the knife as it touches my flesh may it give me Beautiful release

Beautiful Release      50-90 -2017

Kitchen Session
Updated version with the complete rewrite of the First Verse LOL

Verse1
She put her best dress on, make up perfume and silk stockings

Chorus
She Spent the night laying naked in a motel

Verse 2
When her waters brokes, she new she'd never make it down to Utah

Chorus
She Spent the night laying naked in a motel

Naked In a Motel

V1

Some people out there take what they can

prey on people just like you

Say they're a friend and take it all

Then fade from view with no regrets



Chorus

Know you're home, doing it tough

Things have gone so wrong, down on your luck

Well let me help and do whatever I can

I'm not a monster, just a man



V2

Sure seems sometimes its so hard to see

Truth and justice what they mean

When you feel so small and bleed dry

Sure dont deserve to be hurt again



Chorus

Know you're home, doing it tough

Things have gone so wrong, down on your luck

Well let me help and do whatever I can

I'm not a monster, just a man





Bridge

Cant pull of scabs and think it wontNot a  bleed

But let it heal and trust in me



Chorus

Know you're home, doing it tough

Things have gone so wrong, down on your luck

Well let me help and do whatever I can

I'm not a monster, just a man

Not a monster, just a man

V1

Sure you know what a sunset looks like

How it feels to walk in snow

Heat of midday sun

Birth as the baby comes

Hold a hand and walk down the street



Chorus

Its all lost and gone

what I had, gave away its lost and gone

inside is all empty like the inside of balloons

Want to beat my chest like a mad baboon

why did it happen why why, ohhhh oh

Ohh ohhh, they wont let it be

Ohh ohhh poor me 



V2

Heard the dull clunk of the prisons front door

How cold it feels like now

Feet strike concrete floors

Guards they bark orders loud

In my cell a bunk metal sink



Chorus

Its all lost and gone

what I had, gave away its lost and gone

inside is all empty like inside balloons

Want to beat my chest like a mad baboon

why did it happen why why, ohhhh oh

Ohh ohhh, they wont let it be

Ohh ohhh poor me 



Bridge

10 birthdays till I walk free again

12 christmas's till I hold her my friend



Chorus

Its all lost and gone

what I had, gave away its lost and gone

inside is all empty like the inside of balloons

Want to beat my chest like a mad baboon

why did it happen why why, ohhhh oh

Ohh ohhh, they wont let it be

Ohh ohhh poor me

Oooooh oh Poor Me 50/90 2020 song 20

V1

Saddle sores and chapped lips

no relief in the outland 

slow weary gait of horses

as their steps rise from sand

Taking us home



Chorus

A cattleman is born pop said

and he cursed with this till death

Suck it in and bit your lip

And don't complain {until

You've finished the trip son} *2



V2

Thousand steers and ten men

All heading to the homestead

Now waiting for the night

Full belly mug of tea

Star lit big sky





Chorus

A cattleman is born pop said

and he cursed with this till death

Suck it in and bit your lip

And don't complain {until

You've finished the trip son} *2

Until you finished the trip, son

V1

The fire slowly dies down

Soon will get to sleep

Whiskeys now like water

Gotten in much too deep

Try to stop but realize 

.

Chrous

Its not just pheromones and biology

making me do the stupid things I do

There's more than one reason

Sometimes I think I'm crazy for loving you

Try to fight the primordial urge but my heart is set in glue

Sometimes I think I'm crazy for loving you

.

V2

The explanation given

You do but you wont 

Walking down the main street

Wizards ain't got no wands

To make you change your mind

.

Chrous

Its not just pheromones and biology

making me do the stupid things I do

There's more than one reason

Sometimes I think I'm crazy for loving you

Try to fight the primordial urge but my heart is set in glue

Sometimes I think I'm crazy for loving you

Sometimes I think I'm crazy (for loving you)

Smell of Bacon                 Draft                    RogersonLB
.

V1

Slowly pull out

Feel the shunt as the trailers hooks

Know there'll be 22 sets of lights

before the open road

Then 300 miles of freedom

Till the streets of the next town

.

Chorus

Sure know I'm home, when on Sunday morn

Hearing the spitting of the pan

Setting up the table for my family and me

ahh the real pleasures of home on Sunday morn

Frying eggs and the smell of bacon

.

V2

Sun starts setting

Cibies on as the darkness falls

Soon there'll be 22 sets of lights

Here in my home town

Then 2 and a half hours of unloading

Till l steer this dirty truck = all the way to my bed

.

Chorus

Sure know I'm home, when on Sunday morn

Hearing the spitting of the pan

Setting up the table for my family and me

ahh the real pleasures of home on Sunday morn

Frying eggs and the smell of bacon


.


Bridge

They offered me a yard job and I know it sounds perverse

At much as i sometimes hate it the roads a love and curse
.
Chorus

Sure know I'm home, when on Sunday morn

Hearing the spitting of the pan

Setting up the table for my family and me

ahh the real pleasures of home on Sunday morn

Frying eggs and the smell of bacon

Smell Of Bacon

V1

I'm a man of the land

Just flesh and blood

Taken all that you done to me

But today I stand 

beaten and worn     

Just cant take anymore



Chorus

Free me lord from human life

leave my body and take my soul

you gave me strength but that's now gone

Cos this dustbowl has dried out my heart

Its choked my throat and lost me a wife

Free me lord from human life

Free me lord from human life





V2

I've read the book

you gave to me

Doing those thing told me to do

But paying my bills

Scriptures not writ

Banks got me in their grip





Chorus

Free me lord from human life

leave my body and take my soul

you gave me strength but that's now gone

Cos this dustbowl has dried out my heart

Its choked my throat and lost me a wife

Free me lord from human life

Free me lord from human life





Bridge

Forgive them for what they're about to do

crucified a good man too soon





Chorus

Free me lord from human life

leave my body and take my soul

you gave me strength but that's now gone

Cos this dustbowl has dried out my heart

Its choked my throat and lost me a wife

Free me lord from human life

Free me lord from human life

Free me lord

Ground Above My Corpse             Draft            RogersonLB

V1

Used to think would live forever

Sure, didn't you

See a thousand summers 

Having anniversarys

Under a different set of stars



Chorus

They're going to carry me out head first

Just like when I came into this world

Bury me deep 

Becoming worm feed

Hope you got cute flower Girls

Laying red rose petals 

On the broken ground above my corpse



V2

So they said cant beat the big C

Taking me down

When the speeches happen

Wanting then eulogies

Telling the adventures of a fool



Chorus

They're going to carry me out head first

Just like when I came into this world

Bury me deep 

Becoming worm feed

Hope you got cute flower Girls

Laying red rose petals 

On the broken ground above my corpse



Bridge

Make sure you have a drink or two

You know, I'd do the same for you



Chorus

They're going to carry me out head first

Just like when I came into this world

Bury me deep 

Becoming worm feed

Hope you got cute flower Girls

Laying red rose petals 

On the broken ground above my corpse

FAWM 50 90 -38 - GROUND ABOVE MY CORPSE

Georgetown               V1.0               RogersonLB

 

V1

Last night I couldn't sleep

Just lay awake in bed

Same old B grade movie

Playing over in my head

Today I'm gonna change

How it ends

 

Chorus

Cos I going back to Georgetown

Where I left the girl I love

Alone on a porch with mascara streaming down her pretty face

Been hoping it was was just lust 

But Now I found, Lost out to love, I lost out to love

Cos I going back to Georgetown, game all over

Lost out to love, I lost out to love

 

V2

Quit my job and told them

Wont be coming back

Cashed the cheque paid the rent

Packed my bags and left

Feels so good                                                                 (This is intentionally short)

going home

 

Chorus

Cos I going back to Georgetown

Where I left the girl I love

Alone on a porch with mascara streaming down her pretty face

Been hoping it was was just lust 

But Now I found, Lost out to love, I lost out to love

Cos I going back to Georgetown, game all over

Lost out to love, I lost out to love

 

Bridge

The 10 mile sign will mean, I'm getting closer

The 5 mile sign on McCafferty's bridge will mean

I'm closer still, I'm closer still

 

Chorus

Cos I going back to Georgetown

Where I left the girl I love

Alone on a porch with mascara streaming down her pretty face

Been hoping it was was just lust 

But Now I found, Lost out to love, I lost out to love

Cos I going back to Georgetown, game all over

Lost out to love, I lost out to love

Georgetown

Take Him Out in a Box    Draft      RogersonLB
.
V1
Pull off highway 31
Down a pretty tree lined street
Welcome sign beckons
Great place to stop and eat
.
PC
Drive on past the shuttered shops
Take the second on the left
Till I get to the house where I once lived
.
Chorus
Paint is now all faded
There's only one chair on the porch
It's now only home for pops
He wont leave till they take him out in a box
.
V2
See the front doors open
Hear the radio up loud
Smelling fresh coffee
Brewed on old wood fired stove
.
Chorus
Paint is now all faded
There's only one chair on the porch
It's now only home for pops
He wont leave till they take him out in a box
.
Bridge
Was never much more than two bit town
A place to live for all too few
212 when I was born
38 when I left
.
Chorus
Paint is now all faded
There's only one chair on the porch
It's now only home for pops
He wont leave till they take him out in a box

Take Him Out In A Box

Does not really talk about himself in the third person, thinks ARTY should do his homework before he goes to bed and, must not drink his own bath water as this has had someone washing in it. ARTY likes hanging out the washing on sunny days and writing songs about how wet the sheets are, he then spends an inordant amount of time spell chhecking documents and looking under his bed for his lost memories and last nights dinner wrappers.

Most imporantly ARTY believes that good music should be spelt with three o's in Good, so this is GOOOD and is a little bit further away from God which has only one o in Good. The only serious thing he does not like is songwriters who are so lazy they keep using the same word as their crux for not working hard enough and then expect to be congratulated for this amazing exploit of the explotation of a swearword which without the song would not be an unforgetable diatribe of the primal ooze of conciousness, really and I do really i do not give a F about the use of the F words or worse in songwriting.

So if you have been silly enough to get this far, he does want to start collaborating more and learning more than somethiing about the format and requirement of writing Nashville style songs, story,conversational. no metaphor, get in there tell it and FINISH- He does though have a penchant and a paper bag with a twist of monumental proportions and strangely just keeps doing it, looking over his shoulder and throwing salt, but (not the butt when you stand too close to a got butt) then Arty is just a little bit left of centre and down the road a bit and if you look hard you will see him hiding behind the letter box at number 5.

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