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Durn Whippersnappers

The Saturday Night Honkey-Tonk

Joewalesb CD

LYRICS
I’ll tell you a story ain’t looking for your pity
My girl got tired of living in the city
Packed the truck, quit my job, hit the highway
Only one life so I’m gonna do it my way

Heading out West
My friends think I’m crazy
My mind’s gone hazy
But you got to play the hand that you’re dealt
Heading out West

Stopped at a joint in Kingman Arizona
Whisky started talking said some things that I shouldn’a
Bout that time some guy was a eyeing her
She left me for a trucker named Ryder

Heading out West
My friends think I’m crazy
My mind’s gone hazy
But you got to play the hand that you’re dealt
Heading out West

Black Jack got good luck in Las Vegas
Bar fly girls are hot and vivacious
Comping my drinks at the high-roller table
I don’t give a damn bout that Kingman betrayal

Heading out West
My friends think I’m crazy
My mind’s gone hazy
But you got to play the hand that you’re dealt
Heading out West

I’m a success, but guess who’s a failure?
Ryder moved on left her stuck in a trailer
Working that bar in Kingman Arizona
Pouring cheap rum in shots of coca cola

Heading out West
My friends think I’m crazy
My mind’s gone hazy
But you got to play the hand that you’re dealt
Heading out West

Heading Out West

No Valentine 

Key of A | 4:4 | 112-120 BPM | Train Shuffle 

This one is a fictional story of a boy who lost his Dad, older now but still a kid, reflecting on his loss, just old enough to barely remember him, too young to have made enough memories to hold on to, and whose Momma is so heart-broken, she is unable to move past her own sorrow, to be there for the boy, to start a new life.  Desensitized, lost, and full of grief, his father’s memory is fading, making the pain of loss, and his desire to be loved even greater.  The irony is in Momma’s song, how the boy is drawing parallels to his pain while she sings of hers, and they’re so lost they can’t find each other.   

 

Intro 8 Measures 

Verse 1: 8 Measures 

Daddy found dirt when I was 3, [uh huh] 

He didn’t leave much Momma and me [uh huh] 

The rooster crowed and sang his song 

The sun came up and he was gone [uh huh] 

 

Verse 2: 8 Measures (Vocals change on second and fourth verse) 

I climb the oak tree out behind the chicken pen 

To think about my Daddy and what could’ve been. 

It’s getting hard to find memories, no baseball games, or catch for me [uh huh] 

 

Pre-Chorus:  8 Measures 

I wish this hurt would go away but the pains still fresh and here to stay [uh huh] 

 

Chorus: 8 Measures 

(A) Fill me up with Gasoline, (D) it lights the rag when Momma sings 

(G) No chocolate, wine, just tears for me, (A) No Valentines 

Nothing left but rusty dreams, I burn till sleep while Momma sings 

No kisses, hugs, or man to love, No Valentines 

Bridge/Solo?????   

 

Verse 3: 

I walk the train tracks to the sea [uh huh] 

Swear every whistle’s meant for me [uh huh] 

My Daddy’s ashes in a can and I feel like I burned with him [uh huh] 

 

Verse 4: 

Every step one closer to the morning light. 

Every day one closer to the next goodbye 

Nothing left, no memories, no birthday presents, or Christmas tree.  

 ../ 

Pre-Chorus/  

No, I can’t see nothing now but the blood red sun glow through closed eyes. [uh huh 

 

Chorus 

Fill me up with Gasoline, it lights the rag when Momma sings 

No chocolate, wine, just tears for me, No Valentines 

Nothing left but rusty dreams, I burn till sleep while Momma sings 

No kisses, hugs, or man to love, No Valentines

No Valentines

First track on a loose concept album I did for the RPM challenge 11 years ago. Essentially, Broken Arrow is one man's perspective on the end of the world. We have destroyed society though some horrific mechanism, perhaps nuclear war, and our protagonist travels the wasteland with his guitar looking for other musicians, hope and a chance for some of us to start anew. I used a pretty convoluted recording process, but I like the songs, I hope you do too.

The Pact

Broken Arrow

Whiskey and the smoke

Make It One

Scammers beware, we are aware.

Full Lyrics:

Watch out, watch out, watch out, watch out, watch out, watch out, watch out, watch out
Issa fraud, issa fake, can't be fallin' for that shit
Issa scam, issa play, don't rush me on decisions
That's a dead giveaway, way too eager, way too eager
They want the cash, want it today, they want the cash, want it today
I'm not JG Wentworth, 877 cash nah
I'm not JG Wentworth, 877 cash nah
I'm not JG Wentworth, 877 cash nah
Cash nah, cash nah

These niggas tryna play me under the guise of puttin' me on
What up gang, what up bro is what they say to butter you up
Issa shame I see through the bluff, carry on like we run the blood aye
Get to the point, oh yeah
Cash app half, then you'll send me the heat
All royalties go to me, oh that's sweet
Or maybe that's fishy, I got a soul to squeeze
Yes indeed, grillin' em like a pattie, I smell the lies and deceit
Issa fraud, issa fake, issa a
Issa fraud, issa fake, can't be fallin' for that shit
Issa scam, issa fake, don't rush me on decisions
That's a dead giveaway, that's a damn giveaway

Watch out, watch out, watch out, watch out, watch out, watch out, watch out, watch out, watch out
I'm not JG Wentworth, 877 cash nah
I'm not JG Wentworth, 877 cash nah
I'm not JG Wentworth, 877 cash nah
Cash nah, cash nah, cash nah


Yeah don't tell me what to do, you must be a fool
Riding around with diamonds yeah, look like Pikachu

Baby, what's the news, I'm just in with you
Bitch, I'm living proof, you can do it too
I got a hunnid thousand dollars, stuffed it in my shoebox
Got my hammer everywhere, like I keep me a toolbox

Nigga wearin' tube socks, not Calvin Klein
Nice Rick Owen jeans from the mainline
I ain't never lyin', I ain't switch sides
I heard nigga dyin', I seen mama cryin

What you gon' do when you got no money
Gotta get up, go get that shit
I don't really fuck nobody, except myself
Cuz I know these niggas be ready to switch

I'm not JG Wentworth, 877 cash nah
I'm not JG Wentworth, 877 cash nah
I'm not JG Wentworth, 877 cash nah
Cash nah, cash nah, cash nah

Watch Out! - ft. Fijimacintosh

Watch Out! v1 - Ft. Fijimacintosh [Prod. Mikitron]

Weekend (Produced by King D Mr. Perfect)

Anthem for the #MudBoggers Mudders #TruckBoys #TruckGirls #MudItOut #BigTrucks #Trucks

TRUCK BOYS

MUD IT OUT

"Still Thinkin' Bout You" by Big Jim Davis is a heartfelt country honky-tonk track that explores the intriguing possibilities when a high school crush is unexpectedly reignited after a reunion decades later. The song delves into the theme of rekindled romance, a sentiment that resonates with many listeners.

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STILL THINKIN’ BOUT YOU
James Boyd Davis

INTRO 
You washed over me, like a hurricane.
Knocked me off my feet, didn’t know your name.
Don’t know what to do, still thinkin’ bout you.

You said remember when, we were back in school.
You had a crush on me, you thought I was cool.
Don’t know what to do, still thinkin’ bout you.

CHORUS
You got into my brain, drove me insane.
Took a piece of my heart, tore me apart.
Don’t know what to do, still thinkin’ bout you.

SLIDE GUITAR 

You cast a spell on me, now I can’t get free.
No matter how I try, can’t let it be.
Don’t know what to do, still thinkin’ bout you.

CHORUS
You got into my brain, drove me insane.
Took a piece of my heart, tore me apart.
Don’t know what to do, still thinkin’ bout you.

OUTRO

Still Thinkin Bout You

Single : Track 1.   Andoogie ©

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zizkfey-rn8


Title Andoogie ©

Nashville Gamblers – Switzerland - Country Live Band

Mastering von Alessandro Giordano von MTM Mastering True Music Production


I sent the finished Nashville Gamblers Country Song 1 track to MTM Mastering True Music Production for review and sound improvement, which worked very well. A very nice team from Spain. Guitars, bass, drums now have the sound I imagined. For me it was very worthwhile to hand over the mastering to an external company. When mixing and mastering, your ear stays anchored in your DAW (brain). You often think that your sounds are not that good. That's why I use an external mixing and mastering studio to control it. I really had a very positive experience with MTM. With young ears and professional training that completed my work.
Thank you for your collaboration, Freddie and Team MTM Mastering True Music Production.
Mastering by Alessandro Giordano of MTM Mastering True Music Production

Composer André Schmohl : Bandleader 06/22/1996
With "Andoogie" (own composition) I found it only once in the "Tone Tapes" and it was "made" out of nowhere! 1993 – 1997.
Recording in the rehearsal room in Zurich: Recording device: The first mini digital tape recorder
by Sony.(Live recording) André Schmohl digitized the recordings in 2010 and put them on CD
distributed to our contributors.
In 2020, Karl Heinz - Heimgartner, who runs a small Studio One 5 from Presonus and Cubasis 2, came up with the idea of improving these live recordings.
He didn't do badly and the recordings turned out to be much better in tone and
Dynamics.
In 2023 Karl Heinz - Heimgartner completed an online equalizer and compressor course
and tried again to improve these original first titles.
Yes, it's not easy to mix single-track audio sounds.

Contributing musicians 06/22/1996

Lead Electric Guitar: André Schmohl
Rhythm Guitar: Karl Heinz – Heimgartner
Acoustic Guitar: Annamarie Baumann
Bass: Ueli Bichsel
Drums: Sandro Luginbühl

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zizkfey-rn8

Andoogie - Nashville Gamblers – Switzerland - Country Live Band

Written and performed by Nora KARI and KidCorley, produced by Tazmetic and Dianasty

''Poison (ft. KidCorley)'' out now on all platforms, go stream!

@norakarii - Poison (ft. KidCorley) (prod. Tazmetic x Dianasty)

Standing Still

Something To Write About

enough for the sad songs 🥹
tryna do something hype

Jiyayinel - Trippin (prod. Laurin)

A song about a man who lost at love and can't move on

Time is No Friend

The cabbage crossing 
The popcorn kernels 
Keep me awake at night
Feed me in bed alright. 
Might fetch me a loco crazed 
Bot on the sunny side! 
Might fetch me a rolling train 
In my brain , alright. 
Might fetch me an old bottle of whiskey
And live like my foredads did
Come on , uh-huh 

The wild mercury is poison to my furloughs
The time heavy stare which clings to my rearview!
The rivers run empty , I’m starting to feel contagious. 
My spirit spreads out like an Eagle stretch his wings to fly 🦅 
The mouse crawls on by!

Might fetch me a loco crazed 
Bot on the sunny side! 
Might fetch me a rolling train 
In my brain , alright. 
Might fetch me an old cold box of whiskey
And live like my foredads did I’m frisky 
I’m dizzy ! 
I’m dizzy!
I’m dessert
My eyes slice em
For dessert!
Come on , uh-huh 

Might catch me a train to the California hillside
Might fetch me a well worn path along the trail 
Might take me somewhere cool , somewhere so easy.

Whiskey in the Water

Whiskey In The Water

No One  Master Mix

Official Music
Music by Josh Cole performing Your Story (Acoustic Performance). © 2023 , under exclusive license to ****** Recordings, Inc.

Your Story

"I Miss American" is a song that I wrote about a year ago when I felt our country was heading in the wrong direction. I missed the old America where kids could play on the streets; we had a good education system, and we didn't worry about a dual justice system. However, I hold out hope for the future and "I stand tall for  freedom" because "America is worth fighting for"

I MISS AMERICA

A short acappella cover of “Something in the orange” by Zach Bryan.🌅

“Something in the orange”- acappella cover

I just wanted to make something that related to what I was really going through. We all face challenges in life and there is always a song that can help you overcome it, this is one of them. Letting the old you die away. We all have a legacy to complete making it out of are current circumstances into a better way of life. You can make the best out of your rainy days turning them into good memories. Putting God first cause he's everything. hope you enjoyed the positive message and stay tuned for more inspirational music! 🎶

God Made Country

Take Her Hand

California Wildfire

"Below" is a soulful ballad that delves into themes of love, loss, and yearning. With its poignant lyrics and emotive delivery, this song captures the essence of enduring love through life's ups and downs. The haunting melody and heartfelt verses create a powerful listening experience, making "Below" a perfect addition to any playlist. Fans of deep, emotional storytelling in music will find "Below" resonating deeply with them.

Below

Streaming/Downloads: https://push.fm/fl/0oxdwh7f

In this intimate, dreamy and heart- breaking journey back into childhood, Inyha invites us into her most precious memories with her father, who left this world too soon.

This minimal yet thoroughly arranged French chanson feels as if the artist is sitting right beside us — with soft, whisper-like spoken words at times and dramatic passages that go straight to the bone.

Deeply emotional and authentic, with influences ranging from Charlotte Gainsbourg to Romy Schneider and Léo Ferré, this melancholic piece full of nostalgia does not leave the listener untouched.


////// Paroles (English translation hereunder )

La traversée
De l’herbe pleine de rosée 
Le matin
Dans notre grand jardin 
En tenant ta main
En tenant ta main
Avec ma petite main

La moto
Bleu ciel de l’autodrome 
Pour enfants
Après une journée de plage 
Les étés en Italie
Ces étés en Italie
Des jours heureux 
Épanouies

Et la lune
Qu’on cherchait ensemble
Si haut dans le ciel en hiver 
Et les étoiles brillaient
Et mon étoile dansait
Et ton étoile m’accompagnait

Et ces étoiles là-haut me parlent et disent 
Qu’un beau jour on se reverra
Oui, les étoiles là-haut me parlent et disent 
Qu’un beau jour on se reverra

Le temps passe
Et ton visage s’efface 
Dans ma mémoire
Si loin, si loin
Je n’étais qu’un enfant 
Je n’étais qu’un enfant 
A peine 7 ans

Mon regard effrayé
Face à toi et tu me disais 
Tout blanc
Que je devrais pas avoir peur 
Que c’était toujours toi
Que c’était toujours toi
Mon papa, mon papa

Le lapin en papier
Qui était censé
Veiller sur toi
Le jours et nuits loin de moi 
Mais qui est revenu
sans espoir
Avant la fin des temps 
Avant la fin de ton temps

Mais je regarde le ciel et les étoiles me disent 
Qu’un beau jour on se reverra
Oui, je regarde le ciel et les étoiles me disent 
Qu’un beau jour on se reverra.


////// English translation:

Crossing Dew-laden grass
In the morning light 
In our big garden 
Holding your hand 
Holding your hand 
With my little hand

The sky-blue motorcycle 
At the children’s Autodrome
After a day at the beach 
Summers in Italy
Those summers in Italy 
Happy days
Full of joy

And the moon
We looked for together
So high in the winter sky
And the stars were shining bright 
My star was dancing
And your star was guiding me

And those stars up there speak to me 
And tell me
That one fine day we’ll meet again 
Yes, those stars up there speak to me And tell me
That one fine day we’ll meet again

Time goes by
And your face fades In my memory
So far, so far away
I was only a child
I was only a child 
Barely 7 years old

My frightened eyes
When I saw you and you said 
All pale
That I shouldn’t be afraid
That it was still you
That it was still you
My daddy, my daddy

The paper bunny
That was meant to
Watch over you
The days and nights away from me 
But it came back
Without any hope
Before the end of time 
Before the end of your time

But I look at the sky
And the stars tell me
That one day we’ll meet again
Yes, I look at the sky
And the stars tell me
That one fine day we’ll meet again.

Le lapin en papier

Life can be good, bad, and ugly. How you play is completely up to you. 

The Good The Bad And The Ugly

Window pain

In your Dreams

Me, Myself

I'm going to party here all night is a driving fun song that you will look forward to listening to as much as you look forward to the weekend.
It runs alongside hits like "Dont need nothing but a good time" by Poisen.

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I'm gonna party here all night

My debut album

A collection of instrumentals; my first attempts at writing and recording music

Harvest Day

Big Jim Davis started writing songs at the age of 15, and decades later he believes he’s delivering his best work yet. 

Throughout his life, Big Jim Davis has pulled inspiration from a wide variety of heavy hitters. Asking him to narrow down his influences is as he puts it “not possible.” The likes of blues greats Muddy Waters, Howlin’ Wolf, John Lee Hooker, and B.B. King, country and rockabilly stars Johnny Cash and Carl Perkins, and classic rock  groups Cream, The Yardbirds and the Zombies have each given him lessons in not only songwriting but performance, delivery, and grace. Today he’s taken all he’s learned from the greats both past and present, as well as his own life experiences and created a healthy amount of music that comes in hues of Blues, Country, and Rock. All the while, personal homages to his life and the universal feelings of love, loss and then some flow through his music.

A multi-instrumentalist who takes on the guitar, bass, banjo, keyboard, piano and harmonica, Big Jim Davis has proven time and time again to be a master of his craft. He spends much of his time in his studio crafting music, but occasionally performs with local bands in the Los Angeles area and his home state of Tennessee.