I've Enjoyed As Much Of This As I Can Stand

I've Enjoyed As Much Of This As I Can Stand (Bill Anderson's 50th)

Just some noise with the bleeps and bloops we all know and love

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[Verse 1]
She walks like a wildfire through a summer drought
Heart full of thunder, mind full of doubt
Laughs like trouble, cries like rain
And love’s just a word she don’t entertain

[Pre-Chorus]
She’s a one-way road with a dead-end sign
Can’t pin her down, can’t make her mine

[Chorus]
She’s haywire and hollow, a storm with no name
Chasin’ the wind, never staying’ the same
Got a ghost in her mirror, fire in her veins
You hold her too tight, she’ll snap like a chain
Yeah, she’s wild, untamed, full of sorrow
She haywire and hollow

[Verse 2]
She wears black leather like it’s armor and skin
Got a past she won’t talk about buried within
Whiskey on her lips, smoke in her soul
Dancing’ with shadows she can’t control

[Pre-Chorus]
She’s got that stare that’ll freeze your flame
But she don’t believe love ain’t just a game

[Chorus]
She’s haywire and hollow, a storm with no name
Chasin’ the wind, never staying’ the same
Got a ghost in her mirror, fire in her veins
You hold her too tight, she’ll snap like a chain
Yeah, she’s wild, untamed, full of sorrow
She haywire and hollow

[Bridge]
Some say she’s broken, some say she’s brave
I say she’s beauty that no one can save
She rides like a whisper, she leaves like a gun
You’ll miss her forever, but she won’t miss one

[Final Chorus – bigger, louder]
She’s haywire and hollow, heartbreak in heels
Don’t care what’s fake, don’t care what’s real
Got scars like stories, tears she won’t show
A soul like the desert, too dry to grow
Yeah, she’s wild, untamed, hard to follow
She haywire and hollow

[Outro – quiet and haunting]
Yeah, haywire and hollow...
But I loved her so............................

She’s haywire and hollow /  coming to Spotify

Letter From Santa Claus (Marvin Shelton-ASCAP)

[Verse]
Christmas morning, there was snow
I could hardly wait to go
Downstairs and look under the tree
To see what Santa left for me

There was a red & white bobber and some fishing line
Along with a note tied with twine
In disbelief I had to pause
Could this be a letter from Santa Claus?

[CHORUS]
(I got a letter from Santa Claus, I got a letter from Santa Claus)
A letter from Santa Claus
(I got a letter from Santa Claus, I got a letter from Santa Claus)

[Verse]
It said, “little one, I’m proud of you.
I’ve been watching all you do.
You’ve been good and I wish
You could have everything on your list

But money is tight at the North Pole
Give me two more weeks to get your fishing pole
And promise me, when the snow thaws
You’ll go fishing with your Pa.” Signed Santa Claus

[CHORUS]
(I got a letter from Santa Claus, I got a letter from Santa Claus)
I got a letter from Santa Claus
(I got a letter from Santa Claus, I got a letter from Santa Claus)

[Solo]

[Bridge]
That was many years ago and I’m still amazed because
Santa’s handwriting looks just like Daddy’s does…I got a letter!

[CHORUS]
(I got a letter from Santa Claus, I got a letter from Santa Claus)
I got a letter from Santa Claus…I got letter
(I got a letter from Santa Claus, I got a letter from Santa Claus)
I got a letter from Santa Claus.
(I got a letter from Santa Claus, I got a letter from Santa Claus)
I got a letter from Santa Claus.
(I got a letter from Santa Claus, I got a letter from Santa Claus)

Letter From Santa Claus (Country Version)

This one wasn’t written for applause.
It wasn’t made to impress, or to go viral, or to fix the pain.
It’s what comes after all that.

This One’s for Me is the sound of a man clearing his head, not burning bridges.
It’s not a cry for help. It’s not a callout.
It’s the deep breath you take when you’ve carried the weight too long
and finally say:
“Fuck it. I’m still here.”

You’ve heard the heartbreak.
You’ve heard the silence.
You’ve felt the fear of being unseen.

This track?
It’s the moment you stop chasing everyone’s approval
and start singing for the only person who needed it:
you.

No claps.
No filters.
No fuckin’ shame.

This is the most honest moment on the whole EP —
and it’s the one where the artist finally steps out of the algorithm
and back into his own skin.


This One’s for Me

Drawn to the Gallows

Hold On

Beer Cans In The Pool 
Lyrics By: Thomas W. Peterson AKA RedHeart 
 ©COPYRIGHT 9-29-25 All Rights Reserved ©

"Alright y’all… we’re gonna do this Hank Jr. style tonight!
When I holler BEER CANS, you holler IN THE POOL!
Let’s try it now!”

Call & Response (x2):
Singer: BEER CANS!
Crowd: IN THE POOL!
Singer: BEER CANS!
Crowd: IN THE POOL!

Singer (riffing into first guitar chord):
“Yeah, that’s how we do it down here—
Cold beer, loud music, and no rules!
Hit it, boys!”

Verse 1
Well, Friday night rolled around, and we cranked up the sound,
Got a backyard band and the whole gang’s in town,
Neighbors peekin’ over but they can’t stay mad,
‘Cause the party we’re throwin’s the best they’ve had.

Pre-Chorus
The grill’s smokin’ hot, and the jukebox is cool,
But somebody just tossed a beer can in the pool!

Chorus
Beer cans in the pool, boots on the deck,
Shotgun a cold one, what the heck,
Girls on floaties, boys actin’ fools,
Ain’t no rules when there’s beer cans in the pool.
Singin’ hey now, holler if you feel,
Raise ‘em up high, let the good times spill,
Sun goes down but the party still rules,
With beer cans floatin’ in the pool!

Verse 2
Cousin Eddie’s cannonball made a big ol’ splash,
Knocked out the tiki torch and soaked the stash,
Grandma’s dancin’ with a cowboy hat,
Don’t ask me how but I’m good with that.

Pre-Chorus
The night’s still young, yeah, the stars look cool,
And I just saw another beer can in the pool!

Chorus
Beer cans in the pool, boots on the deck,
Shotgun a cold one, what the heck,
Girls on floaties, boys actin’ fools,
Ain’t no rules when there’s beer cans in the pool.
Singin’ hey now, holler if you feel,
Raise ‘em up high, let the good times spill,
Sun goes down but the party still rules,
With beer cans floatin’ in the pool!

Bridge (crowd chant style)
Hey! Hey! Don’t be cruel,
Jump right in with a beer can in the pool!
Hey! Hey! Breakin’ the rules,
We get wild with the beer cans in the pool!

Final Chorus (big & rowdy)
Beer cans in the pool, boots on the deck,
Shotgun a cold one, what the heck,
Girls on floaties, boys actin’ fools,
Ain’t no rules when there’s beer cans in the pool.
Singin’ hey now, holler if you feel,
Raise ‘em up high, let the good times spill,
Midnight hits but the party still rules,
With beer cans floatin’ in the pool!

Outro (spoken / Hank Jr. style)
“Somebody grab me another cold one…
and toss it in, boys!”

Beer Cans In The Pool 9-29-25

“Just Admit It” by Linley Creek is a playful country-pop duet about temptation, late-night sparks, and the push-pull of attraction. Set against the warm glow of a barroom about to close, the two voices trade teasing lines — half-denial, half-confession — until chemistry wins. It’s flirty, fun, and full of that restless energy when you know the night could go anywhere.

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