Driving That Car

A song written in Mourning, for all of us that have lost a loved one to their battle with addiction. 

Lyrics: 
My Love, We lost you to Heroin 
Your sickness, 
Your weakness, 
The Disease to your Death 
Hon- It was hard, 
for me to see I just let it be, 
And hoped you’d be free 
To fight the drugs down 
Fight the drugs down 
Fight the drugs down 
You had so much potential, 
‘Till your addictions made you mental 
My Love, we lost you to heroin 
Your sickness, 
Your weakness, 
The Disease to your Death 
Fight the drugs down 
Fight the drugs down 
Fight the drugs down 
Loved you, then I left you to fight those drugs down 
I called when I worried, to show you my love 
When you would answer it was just like a shrug 
It took your soul from you at last 

Lost your love for life and so it just went and passed you by 
I never even had my chance, all I wanted was one last goodbye 
But your last days, You weren’t alive, just chasing that damn high

Single

Fight the Drugs Down

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Sippin’ Time: 
Sittin’ in the sunshine
Sippin, Smokin’, Swim time 
Playing with my frisbee, 
Wishin that you missed me

Baby, maybe when I see ya you’ll kiss me
<music break, need music lol) 

Grab another beer here
I know that you’re not near, dear 
I’m just sittin in the sunshine
Sippin’ smokin’ swim time
I hope that you will be mine….

In the mean time, have a good time
I’m talkin’ a 
Sippin’ , Smokin’ Swim -Time
But I know that 
YOU’RE NOT MINE 

From summer days to fall...
Maybe not a match at all….

I’ll be sittin’ smokin, swimmin’
See on snapchat what you’re missin’

As summer fades to fall,
Maybe we’re not missin’ 
Anything at all….

(outro nn music) 

-Briana Bailey

Briana Bailey's Album

Sippin' Time

The Moral of my story is to have a good time 
Know who you love and what kind of wine
Aint it fine
So Divine
Love my wine

My dad likes Jack and he calls it his Dessert too 
My momma likes beer and she'll share some flights with you-
She'll play her categories and get to know you
My sister likes Rose and she'll have more than two
Come have a drink with us and we'll show you how to have a good time
You might even find me sippin' on red wine 
Emily is Daughter number 3 , just wait and see
What she's about to pour for you
Moral of the story is to have a good time
Know who you love and what kind of wine
Aint it fine?
So Divine
Love my wine
Sing it with me- 
The moral of the story is to have a good time,
Know who you love and what kind of wine
Aint it fine
So divine
Love my wine

Come have a drink with us

My Roc Jenivieve Ft. Brie

I wrote this to the tune of Folsom Prison Blues (Johnny Cash) one night over a year ago when I was listening in the car while reflecting on how upset I am about all of these shootings. 

I see it on my newsfeed-
That shooter shoots again.
And I ain't heard some good news since- 
I don't know when 
I'm stuck in divided states
and time keeps draggin' on 
BUT- that shooter keeps on shooting.
no matter what side you're on

When I was just a baby, Columbine showed me some
Always be on alert and be afraid of guns
they might shoot up your school
just to watch you die
when I hear our thoughts and prayers,
I roll my eyes and cry

I bet there's some folks sitting. with their safely locked up guns. 
Let's get them a clause and get some shit done
We knew they had it comin'
We all can't carry
Cause those people keep a shooting 
and that's what tortures me 

Well if they freed up this division 
if that law makin was mine
you bet i'd change a lot just a little at a time

Far from these Damn Shootings- that's where we long to stay
When we FEEL OUR RIGHT TO SAFETY- I'll blow my blues away.

Damn Shooting Blues

Let me tell you all about a trunk
I bought it from a lady sellin’ junk

Well that’s what you might say but hey- by the way
It was the best damn find that day

A lock no key sure did save me some money
Held my tv, did a job for me- but honey

My curiosity was at a 10 
Wondering where has this trunk been 

Imagine what’s inside
Take a minute, let’s go for a ride
To think what she might say
If my trunk could talk today

Full of ancient air, Whatever laid in there? 
Was little johnny trapped inside? Really is no place to hide
How old could you be? 
Did you come on over by sea?
Did you ride a stagecoach or train? 
Were you ever full of the green? 

Maybe a baby’s coat, 
Maybe some knives and rope
Whatever was inside- did you belong to a girl or a guy?
Who filled this traveling chest? 
Wonder who used it best 

My curiosity still at a 10 wondering where has this trunk been? 


Bill picked the lock, no key
He’s the best there could be 
Helping me with my old mystery -no money
We opened up as fast as we could
Our curiosity was understood
But she was just empty and there was no money for me. 

Written by Briana Bailey and Tracy Bruce

Where ya been

My honey was so cute
Even in the morning with his toots
I adored him and his boots 
They kept on knockin' yes we do 

He took me to a show I didn’t know oh how would it go
I was so into you 
It seemed right out of the blue 

On dolphin time, just hear out my lines
We watched a boat parade 
Ate some thai, got laid 
I just wanted you babe

He’s got honey bees and when he looks, he sees
A wise eye I would say, 
Wonder what did my darling 
Lay his wise eyes on today

Ran with the Rodeo till it was time to go
Sell that guy those jeans
Florida, New York, California 
Every which coast in between 

I know now I’m not on your mind 
They way you were on mine 
The grass was green at another scene 
You must like better than mine. 
 
Here I am, wished you were my man 
Your Clearwater Queen 
Cause I liked you when the sky was blue 
And every shade in between. 

Written by Briana Bailey

Wise Eyes

Just so lonesome I could cry
I called and I tried 
Had to leave you know why
I tried, I cried, 
You said I lied 
Had to leave you know why
I never did lie 
But my life goes on by 
Yeah, life goes on by 

You work and you earn 
You live and you learn
I wish this bridge was not burned
But this chapter will close
You work and you grow
You learn and you know
You live and you go
I tried, I cried 
But you said I lied
My life goes on by
Had to leave you know why
I really did try 
Sometimes I’ll still cry
That was our last goodbye
Our last goodbye
This was our last goodbye 
 
Written by Briana Bailey

Lies

I said you were my true love 
'till I found that you had been 
one way to my face- and another among your friends. 
The way that you played me, 
Why couldn't I just see? 
Oh boy you were just usin' me 
Oh boy you were just usin' me
 
You never did abuse me 
we laughed, we loved, we singed 
but still  heart aches now 
'cause you pulled at these old strings. 
I thought that I could trust you 
I learned that's not so true 
and I will still love you-
'cause I'm a little lovesick fool 
Yes I will still love you-
'cause I'm a little lovesick fool

Maybe I will learn now
Something I didn't learn in school 
Maybe I would've learned it 
had I been cool 
When you play with with your heart strings 
sometimes they bend and break
but if you don't even play
there is no love to make

I thought that I could trust you
I learned that's not so true 
and I will still love you 
'cause I'm a little lovesick fool 
Yes I will still love you 
'cause I'm a little lovesick fool

Little Lovesick Fool

Singing and songwriting is a hobby of mine that soothes my soul! I hope you enjoy the tunes -Brie

Brie

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