Where did I go wrong

The debut album from the Okie boys everyone's talking about

Did I Tell You

Midnight Bronco

Sometimes you gotta just live with it the way it is.

IT IS WHAT IT IS

Most of it was Texas!
M. Shelton

[Verse 1]
Took a little road trip, they said, “ it’ll be fun”  
I headed down south.  One truck, and a couple buds
Crossed the Lone Star state line, ten miles in, stopped at a watering hole
There was a band onstage playing ol George Strait and, I saw a yellow rose
She was a Redhead cutie dancing by the bar. But her jealous ex-bo wasn't on my radar

[CHORUS 1]
It ain’t my fault. I’m in trouble with the law
Yeah, sure, I got caught.
I couldn’t resist her southern drawl
If you really wanna know where to place the blame, I tell ya, I been framed
Maybe I was reckless,
Most of it was Texas. 

[Verse 2]
Sitting in the courthouse, attorney said, “we’ll soon be done.
No need to worry, I know the judge. I’ll get ya out of here son"
I stood up when I heard “all rise”, I could not believe my eyes
Sitting up there on the bench, was a nametag, guess what it said
That good ol judge had the same last name, as that good ol boy I punched in the face…And I said...

[CHORUS 2]
It ain’t my fault, I’m in trouble with the law
Yeah, sure, I got caught. 
He swung first, everybody saw
If you really wanna know where to place the blame, I tell ya, I been framed
Maybe I was reckless,
Most of it was Texas!!

[Guitar and fiddle instrumental solo]

[BRIDGE]
Now that good ol girl from way back when, visits me in jail and dances again...

[CHORUS 3]
It ain’t my fault! I liked something that I saw
Yeah, sure I got caught, my little red head was worth it all
some of it, a lot of it, most of it was Texas
some of it, a lot of it, most of it…was Texas!! (TEXAS!!)

Most of it was Texas!

Oops, I Shot it All Up My Arm!

[verse 1]
Where’d my money go?
Oh, my god, PLEASE NO!
Did I shoot it all up my arm? 
Did I really spend the whole farm?

[verse 2]
I’m such a dumb MOTHERDUCKER!
Now I’m so broke, can’t even buy a sucker
That was a pretty BIG SCORE
Now I gotta go out and get MORE

[chorus]
I shot it all up my arm
Like Jesse and Jane
In Breaking Bad
I’m nodding so hard it’s SAD!

[verse 3]
If only had an ounce of willpower
and could lay off for even an hour
But I use to the max
Never stop puffin’ if there’s more crack

[verse 4]
But now the smack has the grip on me
I slam so much people trip over me
Lying on the ground and drooling
I tell lies, but who am I fooling? 

[chorus]
I shot it all up my arm
Like Jesse and Jane
In Breaking Bad
I’m nodding so hard it’s SAD!

[guitar solo]

[bridge]
I’ve got a million dollar arm
Always wondered what’s the harm? 
After all, It’s my dinero
I spend to get a great nod primero

[chorus]
I shot it all up my arm
Like Jesse and Jane
In Breaking Bad
I’m nodding so hard it’s SAD!

[outro]

[spoken word vocals with music]
Go ahead if you wanna shoot that stack into your arm
It’s your money, no foul, no harm
But you have no one to blame
When  you’re flat broke, and reach the end game

[end]

Oops, I Shot it All up My Arm!

An emotional, heartfelt country ballad from John Lockhart. "I Wrote God a Letter" is a quiet moment of truth — honest, spiritual, and raw. It’s a song about doubt, hope, and trying to be a better man in a world that doesn’t always make it easy.

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I Wrote God A Letter

Every Guy's Dream (Marvin Shelton)

[Verse]
Laying here next to you tonight
While my lucky stars smile from above
How could anything feel so right?
I'm thinking I don't think I'll ever get enough

[CHORUS]
Like a baby loves ice cream
I want it all, is all I mean
So, I’ll be the man you need...me to be
Oh, lady now I finally see 
I’m living in a fantasy 
Yeah, I found me...every guy’s dream

[Verse]
The reason I stare into your eyes
and my hand reaches for your hand
You are the center of my life
I'm thinking God could not have had a better plan

[CHORUS]
Like a baby loves ice cream
I want it all, is all I mean
So, I’ll be the man you need...me to be
Oh, lady now I finally see 
I’m living in a fantasy 
Yeah, I found me...every guy’s dream

[Bridge]
You could make any guy's dream come true
But you spend your time giving me all of you!! Yeah!!!!!

[Solo]

[CHORUS]
Like a baby loves ice cream
I want it all, is all I mean
So, I’ll be the man you need...me to be
Oh, lady now I finally see 
I’m living in a fantasy 
Yeah, I found me...every guy’s dream
I found me...every guy’s dream
Oh, you’re every guy’s dream!!


Every Guy's Dream

 Song Description: “Diesel Hearts and Maple Skies” Genre Fusion: Electronic Country / Christian EDM / Road Ballad

This track is a high-octane love letter to the open road and the woman who makes every mile worth it. Blending the grit of country storytelling with the shimmer and pulse of electronic production, “Diesel Hearts and Maple Skies” rides the emotional highway between spiritual devotion and raw human longing.

 Sound Design Highlights:

Vocals are drenched in formant-shifted shimmer and granular delay, echoing like prayers whispered through diesel fumes.

Bass synths throb with FM warmth and mid growl, giving emotional weight to every drop.

Drums fuse transient-shaped kicks with glitch-stuttered hi-hats, mimicking the rhythm of a restless heart and the chaos of long-haul life.

Atmospheric FX—from spectral pads to field recordings of truck engines and church bells—create a cinematic backdrop for the journey.

 Lyrical Themes:

A trucker’s spiritual reckoning on the road

The red Volvo as a symbol of grit, grace, and devotion

Love as a divine anchor through distance, exhaustion, and existential dread

“Diesel hearts” as metaphor for rugged resilience; “maple skies” for fleeting beauty and emotional clarity

 Vibe: Imagine Johnny Cash riding shotgun with a synth angel. It’s country soul dipped in digital gold—where heartbreak meets heavenly reverb, and every chorus feels like a sunrise over asphalt.



Diesel Hearts and Maple Skies

Second Chance Road

Covenant Country is a modern country-gospel concept album about Heaven’s economic system—where faith outranks fortune and reputation is richer than gold. Across twelve tracks, it walks the backroads between Scripture and real life: five kinds of wealth (spirit, health, time, relationships, resources), seventh-day rest, thresholds you can’t reverse, restitution “with interest,” and the simple power of a good name. From the barn-stomp of “Become the Asset” to the porch-light prayer of “Seventh-Day Country,” the record blends warm pedal steel, Telecaster twang, upright bass, and three-part harmonies. Anchored by the single “Heaven’s Economy (Buy That Field),” it’s equal parts altar call and cattle drive—songs for builders, dreamers, and anyone ready to trade hustle for holy instruction. In Covenant Country, obedience is the melody, and blessing is the refrain.

Seventh-Day Country

Songwriter looking for a talented performer to collaborate with. More of my work as WILD BILL YONDER, RIVEDGE and BOX OF CLOUDS on Spotify, Apple Music and YouTube. Be well.