Where Corn Don't Grow

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Bartel Union Western Feel

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Bartel Union Western Feel

Writtenby Jackie Ray is a lyricist and storyteller who creates music through a hybrid process of original writing and AI-generated vocal production. Every song begins with Jackie’s pen — the emotions, the concepts, the stories, the punchlines, the raw truth. The vocals you hear may shift from track to track, but the writing is always his. Jackie focuses on crafting honest lyrics, strong imagery, and bold narratives, using AI as a tool to bring his words to life while keeping the creativity 100% original.

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Sweet Sweet Sugar

Kickin’ Up a Good Thing by Tony Gibbs
All rights reserved © ℗ 2025 Tony Gibbs

Saw you standin’ by the jukebox glow,
Boots crossed, just like the star of the show.
You tossed me that grin with a little bit o’ dare,
Said, “If you wanna dance, boy, meet me out there.”
Well, who am I to argue with a look like that?
Your rhythm hit my chest like a baseball bat.

I stepped in close, you pulled me tight,
And suddenly the world felt right—
Yeah, everything clicked tonight—

’Cause we’re kickin’ up a good thing, baby,
Spinnin’ on the floor like the wind on the daisies.
Kickin’ up a good thing, maybe
This little two-step’s ‘bout to drive me crazy.
You turn, I follow — girl, you’re smooth as a breeze,
Movin’ like you’re born to put a man on his knees.
Yeah, we’re kickin’ up a good thing, baby—
Kickin’ up a good thing, maybe.

The band keeps pumpin’ that rockin’ beat,
Boot heels tappin’ like a thousand feet.
You slide to the left, take my hand in yours,
Laughin’ like we’ve danced here many times before,
Your hair swings loose with every turn we make,
And darlin’, I swear my heart’s about to break—

’Cause girl, when you lean in just right,
I swear you light the whole damn night—
And I’m holdin’ on good and tight—

We’re kickin’ up a good thing, baby,
Spinnin’ on the floor like the wind on the daisies.
Kickin’ up a good thing, maybe
This little two-step’s ‘bout to drive me crazy.
You turn, I follow — girl, you’re smooth as a breeze,
Movin’ like you’re born to put a man on his knees.
Yeah, we’re kickin’ up a good thing, baby—
Kickin’ up a good thing, maybe.

Don’t stop now, keep rollin’ on,
Got a feelin’ this spark is strong.
If this dance keeps lastin’ long,
We might write ourselves a country song…

Kickin’ up a good thing, baby,
Spinnin’ on the floor like a county parade is.
Kickin’ up a good thing, maybe
We’re the kind of match that the good Lord made us.
You turn, I follow — girl, you’re smooth as a breeze,
Stealin’ every thought I’ve got with nothin’ but ease.
Yeah, we’re kickin’ up a good thing, baby—
Kickin’ up a good thing, maybe.

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