Fishin' in the Dark
Song by Nitty Gritty Dirt Band mashup with can you take me higher creed

can you take me fishin in the dark ?

This song is about running into an old friend and beer flows smoother then normal.

Beer Disappears

[Verse]
Стекло́ – стекло́, откры́лась дверь,
Что я уви́жу в ней теперь?
Уви́жу свет и будет свет, 
Мои́м дыха́нием согрет.
[Bridge]
Уви́жу дождь, листву́ и день,
Что заверну́лся зя́бко в тень.
За ча́сом час, придёт рассве́т,
Умча́тся в ночь, соста́вы лет.
[Chorus]
Спи, растрево́женная ночь!
Ося́дь в низи́не, сло́вно ртуть.
Я улетел из ми́ра прочь
И где́ нибудь найду́ прию́т.

[Verse]
Хотя́, зачем ево́ иска́ть? 
В надёжной свя́зке рвётся нить.
Я мог бы я́рким со́лнцем стать
И свет кому́-то падари́ть.
[Bridge]
День ру́хнет в не́бо и звеня́,
В ничто́ умчи́тся шквал огня́.
Запо́лнит лес багро́вый дым.
Нет, я не бу́ду малады́м.
[Chorus]
Спи, растрево́женная ночь!
Ося́дь в низи́не, сло́вно ртуть.
Я улете́л из ми́ра прочь
И где́ нибудь найду́ прию́т.

[Verse]
Но тленно всё. В пото́ке лет,
Пога́сший свет ражда́ет тьму.
И на любо́й, просто́й ответ,
Всегда́ возни́кнет почему́.
[Bridge]
Стекло́ – стекло́. Оста́лась ночь,
В осты́вшем сердце бьётся ртуть.
Я улетел из ми́ра прочь.
Иска́ть после́дний свой прию́т.
[Chorus]
Спи, растрево́женная ночь!
Ося́дь в низи́не, сло́вно ртуть.
Я улете́л из ми́ра прочь
И где́ нибудь найду́ прию́т.
[Chorus]
(Я улетел из ми́ра прочь.
Иска́ть последний свой прию́т).
[Guitar Solo]

Revenge

Стекло

This song captures the essence of living fast, breaking rules, and enjoying the ride without worrying about the consequences. It's a tribute to the wild days of youth and the memories that come from living life to the fullest.  And a twist on words ;)

That Lonesome Wind

Young, Dumb and Full Of Some

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This is all about my boy Walter

[Verse]
My pooch Walter he's a friendly hound
Lives to explore nose to the ground
Circling leading his master to the hunt
With sniffing nose always out front

[Verse 2]
Walter greets you with a quick grin
A short bark like a howdy spin
Tail wagging fast in a playful dance
Won't miss a moment not a chance

[Chorus]
Walter oh Walter adventurer bold
New trails new stories untold
With every sniff a tale he finds
Hunting treasures of many kinds

[Bridge]
Morning sun or evening's glow
Walter’s ready set to go
He’s got a spirit wild but true
Everyday’s a journey to pursue

[Verse 3]
Through the forest or across the park
Walter's joy ignites a spark
In every footstep in every stride
Walter's boundless ready to glide

[Chorus]
Walter oh Walter adventurer bold
New trails new stories untold
With every sniff a tale he finds
Hunting treasures of many kinds

[Verse 4}
After Walter boundless roam he will always guide you to his home
The long journey Walter needs his treat, and lets you know with a bark at your feet.

Walter the Friendly Hound

Don’t wait…. Don’t hesitate… If you can’t seem to feel better, remember when you felt good and do what you were doing then, all over again !

Shake the Blues Away

Whiskey and Saints

A country song entitled Whispers of the Heartland

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Whispers Of The Heartland

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Whispers of the Heartland

https://share.singsnap.com/play/13527665
Country Heartbeat
Lyrics By: Thomas W. Peterson AKA RedHeart 
©COPYRIGHT 3-26-25 All Rights Reserved ©


Verse 1
The porch light flickers, the cricket sing, 
a dusty road where echoes cling. 
Boots on gravel, a familiar sound, 
the kind of peace where my heart is found.

Verse 2
Fields of gold in the evening glow, 
a southern breeze whispers soft and low.
The stars come out, they light the skies, 
This small - town life feels so alive. 

Chorus 
It’s the way this river, bends and flows, 
The story every sunset knows. 
A melody in the rustling trees, 
Country Roads bring me to my knees. 

Chorus
It’s the laughter ‘round a fire’s flame,
The simple  things that don’t need fame.
Every heartbeat feels like home, 
In this land where I’ve always grown. 

Verse 3
Grandpa’s Bible on the kitchen shelf,
Mama’s quilt stitched with years of help.
Screen door slams, dogs barkin’ loud,
Harvest moon wears a humble crown.

Bridge
City folks talk ’bout "getting away",
Buy their peace in a weekend stay.
But these roots run deeper than asphalt veins –
My soul’s GPS don’t speak their names.

Chorus
It’s the way this river bends and flows,
The truth that every sunset knows.
A hymn hummed through the dag gum leaves,
Country roads still know how to bleed.

Instrumental Break
(Pedal steel guitar swirls mimicking fireflies + fiddle breakdown)

Verse 4
Sunday dirt on a preacher’s knees,
Baptist hymns carried on the breeze.
Trucks line up at the Dairy Dip,
Old men argue ’bout politics.

Chorus Variation
It’s the laughter ‘round a fire’s flame,
The scars that paved this family name.
Every heartbeat’s a backroad psalm,
This dirt’s the only calm I’ve known.

Outro
Porch light dims, the crickets sigh,
Stars write maps for the by-and-by.
Gravel hums what the highways lack –
My country heart ain’t never lookin’ back...



can you take me fishin in the dark ?

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