Can't Beat Those Gambling Blues
A soulful chicago blues about the downsides of gambling.

My pockets ran dry my heart feels bruised
Lost my last dime can’t shake these blues
Cards on the table they call my name
But the devil in the gamble plays his same old game

You can’t beat those gambling blues no way no how
Caught in the shuffle ain't no escape now
The dice keeps rollin’ luck’s a cruel muse
You can’t outrun those gambling blues

Every neon sign flickers in my mind
Promises of gold but it’s fool’s gold I find
The wheel spins fast but slower my hope fades
A jackpot dream built on hearts it raids

The deck is stacked house always wins
Every time I’m all in it’s my spirit that thins
My fingers itch but my soul just won’t choose
Can’t wrestle free of these gambling blues

Can't Beat Those Gambling Blues

Jackson Chatman (REMAKE) – 2024 Album Release Jackson Chatman returns in 2025 with a fresh release that blends indie soul with rock ’n’ roll roots. This new album pulses with a steady drumbeat, an upbeat acoustic rhythm, and the raw edge of distorted electric guitar driving it all forward. The sound is both familiar and fresh—modern, melodic, and made to keep your feet tapping.

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River of My Soul

"The Reckoning" is a powerful gospel-country anthem that confronts America's legacy of division, war, and buried truths with unflinching honesty and spiritual depth. Set against the backdrop of the Civil War and the enduring wounds it left behind, the song calls for unity, remembrance, and collective healing. With vivid imagery and a soul-stirring chorus, it turns history into hymn — and pain into purpose.

Brothers fought each other - bodies left where they'd fall
In eighteen sixty five - church spirituals told all
Southern fields cryin' - blue and gray lay dead
Nothing left behind but green hills painted red

It's our day of reckoning born from blood in the dirt
Hearin' from a preacher that spoke from the hurt
Still here — you and I. Brothers one and all
It's our day of reckoning - It's a reckoning that calls

Bible in my hands, knees on the floor
Old women prayin' behind stained glass doors
Tryin' to forget, but history it always knew
Gospel held steady when nothing else would do

It's our day of reckoning born from blood in the dirt
Hearin' from a preacher that spoke from the hurt
I'm singin’ hymns written by a fire deep in my soul
Still here — you and I. Brothers one and all

Rebuilt from ashes with worn leather hands
Still walkin’ where ghosts made their last stand
Been tied up in chains, waitin’ for heaven to call
Under a blood moon standing backed against a wall

This is our truth it's our day of reckoning
It's a day of reckoning for us all

Day of Reckoning

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At Least For Now

Nemesis

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