THAT NAGGIN WIFE OF MINE Co-written by Leodie Jackson and Lucky White.  Music composed by Lucky White with his band the Dude Ranch Playboys.  From his live Courtney Blue Sessions (1946) KWKW Radio 1430. Pasadena, Calif.

That Naggin Wife Of Mine.  BMI (1946) Publisher: Slip<>Disc/R.L. White

Our Second Home  Gary Clute 10AM Tuesday
           Words and Music: Sarah Harris, Gary Clute

(Verse One)
Come meet me at our diner On Route 66
We can catch up on All the time we missed
We can grab a bite to eat, Have a drink or two
I'll be at our table Waiting for you, waiting for you

(Chorus)
In my arms Is where you belong
At our diner Where we fell in love
I'll be waiting here For you to show up 
At our diner we used to call, our second home

(Verse Two)
Ol' Blue Eyes on that jukebox With songs of romance
Like the night we met And I asked you to dance
This song's how it (all) started Best quarter I ever spent
One song and we might be able To fall in love again, and again

(Chorus Two)
In my arms Is where you belong
At our diner Where we fell in love
I'll be waiting here With quarters and our song
At our diner we used to call our second home

 (Bridge)
Everyone here knows our names
They're hoping that we'll fall in love again
This place hasn't changed a bit
That old jukebox still sounds perfect
The only thing that's missing
It's still empty where you sit, you should be

(Chorus Three)
In my arms It's where you belong
At our diner Where we fell in love
I'll be waiting here For you to show up
At our diner We used to call our second home

(Chorus Four)
In my arms Is where you belong
At our diner Where we fell in love
I'll be waiting here With quarters and our song
At our diner We used to call our second home
© 2021

Our Second Home

-No VaLeNTiNe

Don't buy me roses
No ticket to Paris
You'd better keep your sentimental lyrics
In your shiny red heart

I want your love
I want your love
simple and true
I want you

Take your hand and lay it on my skin
touch my lips then just keep breathing
Don't be shy, cos sex is not a sin
and it's so good I am screaming

I want your love
I want your love

OOh I want your love
Soft as a glove

I want your love
simple and true
I want you

I want your love
I want your love
Ooh sweet as a drug
I want your love
simple and true
I want you
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© Anna Savage
all rights reserved

Original music and lyric composed and arranged by Anna Savage - -  Vocals, choir,  piano and synthesiser/keys:  Anna Savage -Guitars, orchestration and programming:  Patrick Moore -recorded & produced by Anna Savage and Patrick Moore -at Moore and Savage Studios, London-  Mixed and mastered by Patrick Moore- -Copyright © Anna Savage  - sound recording copyright - ⓟAnna Savage, all rights reserved


Anna Savage - NO VALENTiNE

Nap Times Over , composer RALPH WHITE ,performed by the James Carr Band

Hunting Camp Or Two

Tumbleweed Cowboy

                                         Words and Music: Dave Tatterson, Gary Clute



In the land of the tumbleweed

I drift with the wind

Following my cowboy dreams

Ridin' the range, livin' fast and free

Just my horse, the good lord and me



Chorus

I'm a tumbleweed cowboy

Just blowing in the wind

Got tumbleweed under my skin       

Left all of my roots and troubles far behind

Got and open sky and dusty trails to run              





Just a maverick at heart

Ride to the beat of my own drum

Every day is like a brand new start

Don't give a dang, what might be next to come?

Just saddle up and chase that settin' sun



Chorus

I'm a tumbleweed cowboy

Just blowing in the wind

Got tumbleweed under my skin       

Left all of my roots and troubles far behind

Got and open sky and dusty trails to run              

              



Bridge

I earn my living being a drover

Pushing herds, always on the move

A dusty maverick rover

Driven by the next wind blow

like a tumbleweed got nothing to prove



Chorus

I'm a tumbleweed cowboy

Just blowing in the wind

Got tumbleweed under my skin       

Left all of my roots and troubles far behind

Got and open sky and dusty trails to run 



Chorus

I'm a tumbleweed cowboy

Just blowing in the wind

Got tumbleweed under my skin       

Left all of my roots and troubles far behind

Got and open sky and dusty trails to run 

Got and open sky and dusty trails to run 

Like a tumbleweed just blowin' in the wind

Tumbleweed Cowboy

IT’LL BE ME

Words and Music: Sarah Harris, Gary Clute



(VERSE ONE)

It’s time for me to shine

And come into my own

It starts with that first step

Out of my comfort zone



(PRE-CHORUS)

All the greatest things

Started just like this

From the biggest dream

Or the smallest wish



(CHORUS ONE)

I may fail

I may fall

I may lose

May Lose it all

But it’s worth

Everything

For that chance

I’ll succeed

It’ll be me



(VERSE TWO)

This story is all mine

Made up of highs and lows

With belief in myself

Who knows how far I'll go



(PRE-CHORUS)

All the greatest things

Started just like this

From the biggest dream

Or the smallest wish



(CHORUS TWO)

Some may laugh

Some may stare

Some may doubt

My place is here

But it’s worth

Everything

For this chance

For this dream

It’ll be me



(BRIDGE)

You gotta be brave

To play the game

You gotta make waves

To make a change

Make a change



(PRE-CHORUS)

All the greatest things

Started just like this

From the biggest dream

Or the smallest wish



(CHORUS THREE)

I may win

I may thrive

I may soar

To new heights

So it’s worth

Anything

I am worth

Everything

It’ll be me



(CHORUS FOUR)



I will win

I will thrive

I will soar

To new heights

So it’s worth

Anything

I am worth

Everything

It’ll be me

It'll Be Me

[Verse]
Anna on a memory
Sixteen too young to be
But she'd never loved before
Now she's feeling so unsure

[Verse 2]
Why me she gently cries
Your kiss took me by surprise
Too deep too good I'm gone
Never thought it could be wrong

[Chorus]
Sixteen too young it's true
In your arms I fell for you
Never knew love could be
Tangled up in you and me

[Verse 3]
Echoes of your voice remain
In my heart a sweet refrain
Too deep too good I'm lost
Love came at such a cost

[Bridge]
Why me she gently asks
In your love she wears no masks
Your kiss so deep so true
Feels like I’m stuck in glue

[Verse 4]
Now the days they pass so slow
In my heart a seed does grow
Sixteen too young for this
But I’m caught up in your kiss

16 Too Young

Gary began his professional musical career at 16, attended New Mexico State University, joined the American Corporation of Artists booking agency in Milwaukee, Wisconsin and for years, toured throughout the Midwest states. Settling in Nashville, Tennessee he continued singing, recording, and writing for the next 30 years.  A BMI and NSAI lifetime member, songs written and co-written by Gary were published by a number of Nashville’s top publishers before he began writing exclusively for the Walter Haynes Music Company on Music Row.  Gary released an album for Cookhouse Records in Minneapolis, and a number of singles on SoundWaves Records in Nashville that received accolades in both Billboard and Cashbox music magazines. Moving back to the Las Cruces area in 2005 he continued to write, perform, and compose numerous orchestrations, contemporary, country, folk, Americana, Christian, and Christmas songs.

16 Too Young

Gary Clute

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