CORB LUND - COUNTERFEIT BLUES
(2014, New West Records)

6/22 Canada (distributed by Warner Canada) 
7/1 US (distributed by ADA) 
7/22 RoW (distributed by ADA / Warner) 

Roughest Neck Around

Long Hot Summer Days - Turnpike Troubadours

A Compilation of our best Americana music 

Turnpike Troubadors - Gin, Smoke, Lies

[Verse 1]
That night we drag-raced tractors down County Road 10,
Bobby lost a tire but still hung on to win.
The streetlights shook  we laid it down,
Engines screamed outside of town.
Got no proof but we sure owned it
no phones out, no cameras rollin’,
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[Chorus]
If all those hell-raisin’ nights we powered through (powered through)
Were filmed, streamed, or thrown up on YouTube (thrown on YouTube)
We’d have fat checks, merch, our own back-road show (back-road show)
We’ve been sittin’ on some redneck gold.
Yeah, every stunt, every dare, and every “holy cow” (holy cow)
We’d all be famous by now.

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[Verse 2]
We’re linin’ up trucks where the gravel bends,
The tailgate drops, so let the games begin.
Revved ’em up down that county line,
Bet ten bucks I'd beat your time.
Laughin’ hard ’til the cops roll through,
Wave ’em off like we always do.
Ain’t growin’ up, never learned how,
Still runnin’ wide  burnin’ it down.

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[Chorus]
If all those hell-raisin’ nights we powered through (powered through)
Were filmed, streamed, or thrown up on YouTube (thrown on YouTube)
We’d have fat checks, merch, our own back-road show (back-road show)
We’ve been sittin’ on some redneck gold.
Yeah, every stunt, every dare, and every “holy cow,”
We’d all be famous by now.
We’d be famous by now.

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[Final Chorus / Outro]
If all those hell-raisin’ nights we powered through (powered through)
Hit TikTok, Snap, or the evenin’ news (evenin’ news)
We’d have fat checks, merch, our own back-road show (back-road show)
We’ve been sittin’ on some redneck gold.
Every stunt, every dare, and every “holy cow,”
We’d all be famous —
We’d all be famous by now!
We’d all be famous by now.

We'd all be famous by now

6-7 
(Marvin Shelton- ASCAP)

Verse
I saw her at the club, dancing with friends
I had to meet her, so I cut in
told her a joke, she laughed a bit
later, I asked my wingman,
What are the chances, she got a good impression
He said, Oh boy, maybe...six seven

Chorus
Cuz' you gotta try a little harder
reach a little higher
make your edge a little sharper
keep feeding the fire
If you want that girl you need to learn the lesson
OH, you gotta be better than six seven

Verse
I saw her at Church, standing with her dad
I walked over, and shook his hand
I caught him eyeing the holes in my pants
Later I asked the preacher,
What are the chances, her daddy got a good impression
He said, Oh boy, maybe...six seven

Chorus
Cuz' you gotta try a little harder
reach a little higher
make your edge a little sharper
keep feeding the fire
If you want that girl you need to learn the lesson
OH, you gotta be better than six seven

Bridge
That night I asked God, 
What are the chances she falls for me and spend eternity in Heaven
He said, Oh boy, maybe...six seven

Chorus
Cuz' you gotta try a little harder
reach a little higher
make your edge a little sharper
keep feeding the fire
To make it in life you need to learn the lesson
OH, you gotta be better than six seven
Yeah, better than six seven

“Now, let me tell y’all something when the fiddle’s playin’ and the neon’s glowin’, age don’t matter one bit. Doesn’t matter if you’re twenty-one or sixty-one, if the boots fit, you better hit that dance floor.
This next song is about forgettin’ the numbers, forgettin’ the rules, and just cuttin’ loose with the one who makes you smile. So kick off those shoes, lace up those boots, and let’s make this bar our dance floor.
This one’s called ‘Kick Off Those Shoes.’”


Kick Off Those Shoes

Goodbye Normal Street

Before The Devil Knows We're Dead

Straw in the Wind

Let the Rain Come Down

Somedays The Song Writes You

The Guitar

Old News

All of These Years

Agricultural Tragic

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Traditional western and country music. Ranching, rodeo & other agricultural tragedies. Fan of cold beer, gin, military history & campfires.

I Think You Oughta Try Whiskey (feat. Jaida Dreyer)

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