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"Pull Me In Like A Riptide" (No Chorus)

One in a Million (Freestyle)

One in a Million.m4a

Chasing My Own Tail

"Riptide Pulling Us In"

"Ya Love" (Club Beat)

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"Awaken In My Dreams"

"Show Me Your Light"

We ride in trucks, we open doors, we say yes ma’am, and we say no sir, we are the men, that you love, we’re the southern gentlemen, and we pray to the Lord above, and defend our homeland, even though we crumble and cry, we still hold it down, on Friday and Saturday night, but come Sunday morning, were put in the fear of God, then it’s home for Sunday kickoff, and the family time we love, were southern men, southern men, southern men, southern gentlemen…
Were the men, that our forefathers trained, we fly our flags proud, we fly them high even in the rain, were so damn proud, no matter if you are ashamed, I’ll show off my red white and blue, for the pain and the gain, don’t tread on me, is what you will see, flying underneath the trio colors from your dreams, and when you need a helping hand, don’t worry just call on me...
We ride in trucks, we open doors, we say yes ma’am, and we say no sir, we are the men, that you love, we’re the southern gentlemen, and we pray to the Lord above, and defend our homeland, even though we crumble and cry, we still hold it down, on Friday and Saturday night, but come Sunday morning, were put in the fear of God, then it’s home for Sunday kickoff, and the family time we love, were southern men, southern men, southern men, southern gentlemen…
If you put your hands on a woman, well show you no sympathy, I’ll kick your ass, and make you learn from me, we won’t start a fight, but I’ll be damn if we won’t finish it, daddy always told me, to live my life, and to not throw hands unless you know you’ll win the fight, we follow the 10 commandments, no matter how much they change, our southern roots know they stay the same, we live life by the golden rule, treat others as you wish to be treated, but don’t get treated like a fool…
We ride in trucks, we open doors, we say yes ma’am, and we say no sir, we are the men, that you love, we’re the southern gentlemen, and we pray to the Lord above, and defend our homeland, even though we crumble and cry, we still hold it down, on Friday and Saturday night, but come Sunday morning, were put in the fear of God, then it’s home for Sunday kickoff, and the family time we love, were southern men, southern men, southern men, southern gentlemen…

Southern Gentlemen

Got that 45 minute drive in front of me, Windows down with some cranked up Brantley, Got the bars and the girls running through my mind, Nothing better than crossing that Louisiana state line, Fleur-de-lis staring me down, That LSU purple and gold flyin’ so proud, The East Texas life of living at the boats, You can have too much fun or you can end up broke…
Searching every weekend for my Cajun queen, I could take her down to the board walk to check out the scene, We could eat crawfish until our lips turn blue, and suck down a few ice cold brews…
Me and the boys head out to, Chicky’s Boom-Boom Room, Have a few beers and take some shots, Start up a conversation with some nice girls, Then it’s on to the next spot,  Off to the Sand Bar, To show them how we wreck in beer pong, They wanna play make it take it, I try to tell them that’s dumb, Your never even gonna get a chance, to take a shot son, Then we head out to Celebrity Lounge, Inside El Dorado where I drink a lot of Crown… I drink a lot of Crown…
She’s my Louisiana’s best… She’s my Cajun queen and she taste so sweet…Our first date would be at Superior Bar and Grill, Then we’d head off to a Mudbugs game, Now it’s time for me to make my move, So off to walk the Red River, (speak) And steal my summer kiss from her…
BREAK (15-20 sec)
It’s like an East Texas weekend ritual, To head over to Shreveport-Bossier City, It’s like my second home, Now its Margaritaville known… Sam’s Town, Horseshoe, El Dorado, Harrah’s Louisiana Downs, You know were gonna hit em’ all up, Diamond Jacks, and Boomtown…yeah! Somebody, some, somebody, somebody pass the crown, Somebody, some, somebody I need to bum a cigarette now, Somebody, some, somebody, somebody pass the crown, Somebody, some, somebody I need to bum a cigarette about now, This might be our last weekend… Just kidding…

Shreveport

I have been playing drums since I was about 8 years old. I decided when I was 17 to pick up a guitar and teach myself how to play with a little help from some friends. I have always had a strong passion for writing music since I was probably 9 or 10 years old. Would I like to go somewhere with music.. of course. Passion is the key in music, and I have it. People say I have a different sound.. If you don't like my sound that's up to you. I love my sound and style, and I revolve around my lyrics. I wouldn't change it for the world. Thanks for the love and support. 
-Blake Thomas Selph

Blake Thomas Selph

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