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i wrote this for my 22 yr old, Brycie, who's a busy guy, and he recently said he's coming over, we'll see... :)

... created with the magic of AI (chatGpt/ UDIO)

https://www.udio.com/songs/wYWPKnmqVzwZmGdTrFJgZc

Lyrics
(Verse 1) Well, gather 'round, folks, let me tell you a tale, 'Bout a man named Brycie, with a heart full of hail
He’s a hockey-playing cowboy, sharp as a blade, With a sniper’s shot that’ll leave you amazed (oooohh-yyyaaaaaa-aaahhmazed)
[guitar solo]


(Pre-Chorus) He’s friendly and good-lookin’, a real stand-up guy, (Real stand-up guy) When Brycie’s in town, you can’t help but sigh. (You can’t help but sigh) He swings that golf club like a seasoned pro, (Like a seasoned pro) And his laughter echoes wherever he goes. (Echoes wherever he goes)

(Chorus) Brycie is coming to town, saddle up your horses, (Saddle up your horses) The saloon’s buzzin’, and the jukebox forces. (The jukebox forces) His boots kick up dust, and the crowd starts to cheer, (And the crowd starts to cheer) When Brycie walks in, there’s magic in the air. (Magic in the air) 
[guitar solo]


[guitar solo]
(Bridge) He’s got calloused hands and a heart of gold, (A heart of gold) A lonesome cowboy, but never truly alone. (Never truly alone) He’ll serenade the moon with his old guitar, (With his old guitar) And the coyotes howl, harmonizin’ from afar. (Harmonizin’ from afar)

(Chorus) BrycieeeeE, he's com'n to town, Saddle up!  (he's coming to town) (Saddle up) The saloon’s a buzzin’,  jukebox plays, his boots kick'n dust, and the crowd starts to cheer, (And the crowd starts to cheer) When Brycie walks in, there’s magic in the air. ( THE AIR ! wooooaaaahh---yeaaaah-yeeEEaaahhh- Brycie!)

(Outro) So raise your cups real high, let the coffee flow, For Brycie's a hero, wherever he may go. He’s the heartbeat of this town, the soul of the West, When Brycie is coming, we know we’re truly blessed. 🤠🎶 (...blessed !!! ....BRYCIE !!!... love always, Big Fat Daddy !)

Brycie's Breakfast Rodeo

Lyrics :

Got a little red car, with the shine so bright
Cruisin' down the street, under disco lights
Engine purring smooth, like a funky bass line
Riding through the groove, in a world that's mine

Bee-bop-a-lula in my little red ride
Taking all the spotlights in a colorful stride

Got the radio up, with the tunes full blast
Movin' to the rhythm, from the present to the past
Mirror balls spinning, in my rear-view sight
All the city's glittering like stars in the night

Shake, rattle, and roll on these four-wheel vibes
Glowing through the night life where the beat's alive

We got the wind in our hair, the city's wild flare
Tail lights streaming, like a firework affair
A twinkle in my eye, as the streetlights fly by
In this red-hot number, I'm a soulful sky-high

Oooh, Saturday night fever in my cherry ride
Groovin' down the boulevard, I'm feeling so alive

In the fast lane glow, with the tunes in tow
Head to toe in disco, watch the night just flow
Cruising to the beat, city at my feet
Revvin' up the dreams, life has never been so sweet

Yeah, I'm the king of the street, in my crimson seat
Turning every head, I'm complete, never discreet

Flashy wheels turning, catching neon dreams
My ride's on fire, burning up these city scenes
Got the sequins and bell-bottoms, living out loud
In my red love machine, I'm disco proud
Boogie nights and streetlights, take me far
Funky fever's burning bright, in my little red car

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I wrote this song for my beautiful Aunt Colette suffering with Dementia.  So many families are touched with disease.  Please share this song of hope for a cure.  

Sincerely, Pauline JoAn

Brycie's Breakfast Rodeo

Douglas (bigsugar999)