Proving Me Right

I Called My Old Man Cryin’

The Truth She’ll Never Know is a song about the things we keep to ourselves, not because we’re hiding something bad, but because saying them out loud makes them real in a way that feels too vulnerable. It’s about the thoughts you bury, the emotions you scribble out at midnight, and the truths that feel safer on paper than in conversation.

I wrote this song as a reminder that therapy isn’t weakness, sometimes it’s the only place you can actually say what’s going on in your head without breaking something that matters. It’s also about that strange twist in relationships: you go silent because you’re overwhelmed, and she thinks something’s wrong… when in reality, she’s the thing keeping you together.

This song follows a guy who hides his notebook the way some people hide their sins. Except his “confessions” are just messy, honest, over the top truths about how crazy he is about the woman he loves. To her, the quiet feels like distance. But in his therapist notes, she’s the whole storm, the whole reason, the whole damn story.

It took me a long time to write this one. It’s vulnerable. And it’s true in ways that hit harder than any whiskey ever could.

If you’ve ever held things in because speaking them out loud felt too real… or if you’ve ever loved someone so much you didn’t know where to put it, then I wrote this one for you.

The Truth She'll Never Know

Blue Collared Redneck is a song about two different kinds of “blue collar,” the kind you’re born into, and the kind life puts on you when you screw up and can’t outrun the consequences. This one’s for the people who know what it feels like to work harder than they ever have, not for a paycheck, but for redemption or survival for the chance of a better life.

I wrote this song thinking about the guys who grew up doing honest work: trucks, dirt roads, long days, simple living, only to end up with a different kind of uniform. One with numbers instead of names. One that reminds you every day of a mistake you can’t take back. It’s about that quiet ache of remembering who you were before everything changed… and trying to believe you can get back there someday.

This isn’t a celebration and it isn’t an apology. It’s just the truth. The days are long, the sun is hot, and freedom feels close enough to taste but still out of reach. But it’s also about hope - the kind that survives even behind a locked gate. The kind that keeps a man dreaming of blue jeans and back roads instead of chains and concrete.

If you’ve ever carried a label you hate, or felt your life defined by your worst moment, I wrote this song for you.

Blue Collared Redneck

I wrote this for all the men who have had the guts to walk away from a woman’s who only cares about city lights

She Never Rode in a Cummins

Here is one that explains the kind of struggle people don’t talk about enough, the slow, dragging days where everything feels heavy and nothing seems to move forward. It’s about the mornings when you wake up already tired, and the nights that feel like they’ll never end. Those stretches of life where even hope feels like work.

I wrote this song because some days really are just hard. Not dramatic. Not catastrophic. Just quietly exhausting. The kind of days where you’re trying to push through mud, convincing yourself that something good has to be waiting on the other side, even if you can’t see it yet.

This isn’t a song about giving up, It’s a song about holding on. It’s a reminder that even the longest nights eventually surrender to the sunrise. That even when everything feels stalled, there’s still movement happening in ways we can’t always see or feel. Sometimes strength is just staying upright, breathing deep, and believing tomorrow might be lighter.

Hard and Harder Days

This is a song about fighting the kind of darkness that doesn’t leave you alone. Like a blanket of darkness, a humidity of darkness. It’s about those nights when the past pulls at your heels, whispering in the quiet, and the only thing that seems to answer back is the weight you’re trying to escape.

I wrote this one from a place that settles in your bones. It’s for the moments when hope feels far off, the road feels heavy, and you start wondering why the wrong things seem louder than the right ones. Everyone talks about god, but hard to see when you feel more devil than god in your life such as a constant haunting. Sometimes the devil feels closer than anything that’s supposed to save you.

This song is about being honest. It’s about staring down the shadows, numbing what hurts just long enough to breathe, and trying like hell to believe there’s something better coming even when you can’t see it yet.

Devil in the Dirt

Live Wild, Love Every Second” – Outlaw country anthem for the ones who burn bright and refuse to fade. Raise a glass to the scars, the miles, and the moments that make life worth the fight. No regrets, just full-throttle living. From Delta Dusk & Soul sessions. Turn it up and ride. 🔥🛻 #OutlawCountry #LiveWild

Love Every Second

There is a level of vulnerability here.  All of my songs are written entirely by me - every lyric, melody, chord, and rhythm. The only thing that isn’t me is the voice in the recordings. Until I can, this will have to do. 

I make music the same way I approach everything in life: with intention, curiosity, and a drive to keep learning. After all, I’m just here getting stuff out of my head and off my heart.

This space is where I experiment, explore new sounds, and share what inspires me. If you’re here, I hope you find something that connects, something that hits at the right moment, or simply something that makes your day a little better. Thanks for listening and being part of the journey.

Hard and Harder Days

Chris Harp