The Long Day Stables Set

Originally a song I wrote and played back in 2003 with Fuzzy Grubb, this is as far as I can take this one right now...plus, ran out of tracks on the free version of protools. Have about 100 other songs I want to get done before I come back and start working on the final version with the bridge, outro, additional layers, and noodles...thank you.  

Vs1a
We go up and down these city streets
And this hustle’s got the best of me
Every day it’s the same old thing
Take me home and leave me be

Vs1b
My nerves relax, midsummer night
Roll down the window and take a drive
Cool summer breeze is washing over me
So long since I’ve felt this alive

Pre-chorus
Hot Summer days won’t drag me down
Hot Summer nights and I’m heading out
I’ll be by to pick you up
Two damn days just ain’t enough

chorus
Oh Blue, where are you, where have you been
Oh Blue, five more day, and I’m free again

Vs2a
All this buzz up in my brain
All that noise can drive a man insane
Everyone trying to play the king
In the end it don’t mean a thing

Vs2b
Ice cold beer and a fire light
Sun coming up and I feel all right
Doing all I can just to breathe it in
It’s all I needed to begin again

Pre-chorus
Hot Summer days won’t drag me down
Hot Summer nights and I’m heading out
I’ll be by to pick you up
Two damn days just ain’t enough

chorus
Oh Blue, where are you, where have you been
Oh Blue, five more day, and I’m free again.

Blue (Short Version)

Something More

Verse 1:
It’s getting so cold outside, it sure as hell ain’t May
Bonfires and Halloween, takes me back to a better day
It’s been a long, long, and lonely road, don’t know if I can go on
Things are falling apart since you said goodbye, don’t think I can carry on.

Chorus
It’s been a hard traveled road, October’s knocking on my door.
I’ll be holding on for something, maybe a little something more

Verse 2:
I burn a candle every day, drink my coffee and play guitar
Leaves turn to orange and burgundy, then the leaves turn brown and fall
I spend a lot of time trying to take things in, trying to move past where I’ve gone wrong.
I keep finding myself back where I began, singing the same old song.

Chorus 
It’s been a hard traveled road, October’s knocking on my door.
I’ll be holding on for something, maybe a little something more

Verse 3:
My breath’s a ghost on the wind, sun setting on an indian summer day
A full moon chill is setting in but the whiskey warms me as I fade away.
It’s been a long time since I have seen your eyes, I think it’s time I moved on.
October morning’s always take me back to a love that’s long been gone.

Chorus 
It’s been a hard traveled road, October’s knocking on my door.
I’ll be holding on for something, maybe a little something more

Bridge
All right, come on give me something more.

Pending

Something More

Verse 1: 
He-Man, ET, my folks are still married  
Big wheel, Atari, pixie sticks, and sorry  
Transformers, GI Joe, Cheez whiz, and Oreos  
Divorce, MTV, and then there was Nintendo

Chorus Verse 1 
I don’t know where I’m gonna, what I’m gonna do, or how I’m gonna get there  
I don’t feel the same as I used to 
I don’t know much of anything but someday I’m gonna die.

Verse 2 
First car, first beers, first bliss, and first tears  
Tara, Heather, Melanie  
Kristen, Jen, and Stephanie  
Girls, girls, girls, man, you know I never had a clue  
Loved some, dumped some, they broke my heart a ton son

Chorus Remainder 
I don’t know why they all go  
The one thing that I know is, someday I’m gonna die.

Verse 3 
Joe Joe from Kokomo, Amal, Shirley, Grandma Vi  
Grandpap was an OG, stormed the beach in Normandy  
They all meant the world to me, more than just a memory  
It never gets easy man to say Goodbye to family.

Chorus Remainder 
I don’t know where they all go  
The one thing that I know is, someday I’m gonna die.

Bridge Part 1 
Is this all a dream 
Is it more than it seems  
I don’t feel the same as I used to and Ohhhhhh  

Bridge Part 2 
I don’t know where I’m gonna, what I’m gonna do, or how I’m gonna get there  
The line just shifts, birth to dust, we all say goodbye until nothing matters anymore  
I find life so strange, it’s just a taste, but the juice is worth squeezing, and everything’s change 
No, I don’t much of anything, but I know that I’m gonna die.

Verse 4 
Gray hair, wife and kids, I can say that I’ve lived 
Old man, last in line, running hard and feeling fine 
Work and sleep, still a dream, coming round and back to me 
Paid my taxes for the dirt to leave a legacy

Chorus Remainder 
I don’t know where it all goes  
The one thing that I know is, someday I’m gonna die. X3

Death And Taxes

No Valentine 

Key of A | 4:4 | 112-120 BPM | Train Shuffle 

This one is a fictional story of a boy who lost his Dad, older now but still a kid, reflecting on his loss, just old enough to barely remember him, too young to have made enough memories to hold on to, and whose Momma is so heart-broken, she is unable to move past her own sorrow, to be there for the boy, to start a new life.  Desensitized, lost, and full of grief, his father’s memory is fading, making the pain of loss, and his desire to be loved even greater.  The irony is in Momma’s song, how the boy is drawing parallels to his pain while she sings of hers, and they’re so lost they can’t find each other.   

 

Intro 8 Measures 

Verse 1: 8 Measures 

Daddy found dirt when I was 3, [uh huh] 

He didn’t leave much Momma and me [uh huh] 

The rooster crowed and sang his song 

The sun came up and he was gone [uh huh] 

 

Verse 2: 8 Measures (Vocals change on second and fourth verse) 

I climb the oak tree out behind the chicken pen 

To think about my Daddy and what could’ve been. 

It’s getting hard to find memories, no baseball games, or catch for me [uh huh] 

 

Pre-Chorus:  8 Measures 

I wish this hurt would go away but the pains still fresh and here to stay [uh huh] 

 

Chorus: 8 Measures 

(A) Fill me up with Gasoline, (D) it lights the rag when Momma sings 

(G) No chocolate, wine, just tears for me, (A) No Valentines 

Nothing left but rusty dreams, I burn till sleep while Momma sings 

No kisses, hugs, or man to love, No Valentines 

Bridge/Solo?????   

 

Verse 3: 

I walk the train tracks to the sea [uh huh] 

Swear every whistle’s meant for me [uh huh] 

My Daddy’s ashes in a can and I feel like I burned with him [uh huh] 

 

Verse 4: 

Every step one closer to the morning light. 

Every day one closer to the next goodbye 

Nothing left, no memories, no birthday presents, or Christmas tree.  

 ../ 

Pre-Chorus/  

No, I can’t see nothing now but the blood red sun glow through closed eyes. [uh huh 

 

Chorus 

Fill me up with Gasoline, it lights the rag when Momma sings 

No chocolate, wine, just tears for me, No Valentines 

Nothing left but rusty dreams, I burn till sleep while Momma sings 

No kisses, hugs, or man to love, No Valentines

No Valentines

Hold My Beer 

 

Back in high school sitting down by the lake 
Sipping on some cold ones just my buddies and me 
We got a little froggy and decided to jump  
Right off the cliff from the back of my truck 
 
Here, hold my beer is how it all started 
I’ll never forget those times we had, man, we really knew how to party 
Hold my beer 
 
I saw this girl from across the water 
Moon light hanging on her and I had to meet her  
I could barely swim but it didn’t matter 
Took another sip and said  
 
Here, hold my beer is how it all started 
I’ll never forget those times we had, man, we really knew how to party 
Hold my beer, this could be the one  
I may never look back or I could be wrong  
It don’t matter none 
Hold my beer 
 
That summer past and we said goodbye 
And then she looked back and started to cry  
All I needed was one more song  
One last dance before the summer was gone 
 
Here, hold my beer 
She was all I remember and then the moment past, it just couldn’t last but for a moment in time she’s mine 
So hold my beer 
 
Graduation, college, and a full time job 
A night out with the boys and that song came on  
I heard a voice I hadn’t heard in so many years 
And it said to my friends 
 
Here, hold his beer, that’s how it all started. 

I’ll never forget those times we had 
Could she really be standing there  
Hold my beer 
 
 

Ten years later and we’re back at the lake 

It’s me and the boys and it’s getting late 

Come on Dad let’s go for a swim  

Yeah, you know we jumped right in 
 
Here, hold my beer is how it all started 
I’ll never forget those times we had, man, we really knew how to party 
 

Hold my beer, this could be the one  
I may never look back or I could be wrong  
It don’t matter none 
 

Here, hold my beer 
She was all I remember and then the moment passed, it just couldn’t last but for a moment in time she’s mine 
 
Hold my beer, is how it all started. 
I got the love of my life sitting by my side and I’m never gonna say goodbye 
 
Hold my beer

Hold My Beer

I don't feel like a farmer's son
On the road, don't know where I'm going
Want to stay somewhere that I belong but I don't feel like being anyone

And I, I'm barely getting by.

I feel the fear but I don't ever let on
And no one gets inside, not past these yellow skies
I weather day by day, never losing hope
Waiting for someone to love.

Yes I, I'm barely getting by

Trying to shed this cold stormy soul
And I can't live my life by candlelight, not anymore
All these shadows are closing in on me
Cleanse myself, my phobia in the rain

And I, I'm barely getting by.

I don't feel like a farmer's son
I take what people give me and I run
Try to justify this life that I've undone
Have I turned my back on love

Yes I, I'm barely getting by.

Farmer's Son

Momma’s Home Cook’n

Verse 1
Roosters crow’n with the morning light - and we rise at the brink of dawn
Coffees on hot and it’s say goodbye to tired eyes, get your britches on

Pre-Chorus 1
Fields need tending 
Horses need grain
Working hard in the Sun and the pouring rain
Tired as a dog at the end of the day
Then it’s grits - and we all
Come runnin

Chorus
Ohhh, it’s like a country song
And we’re all gonna sing along
We love Mommas home cooking
Daddy by the fire 
Drinking whiskey, telling stories
Till the night is gone 

Verse 2
Bareback on the trail and we’re riding high
That’s how it’s done here on long day stables 
Hauling to the shows another rodeo
Yeah, it’s on, and we’re running the table 

PreChorus 2
Driving all night 
Horses need grain
Riding hard in the sun and the pouring rain
Tired as a dog at the end of the day
Then it’s grits and we all come running

Chorus
Oh, it’s like a country song
And we’re all gonna sing along
We love Mommas home cooking
Daddy by the fire 
Drinking whiskey, telling stories
Till the night is gone 

Bridge into Solo
And we all come running home 

Verse 3
40 years later and I’m driving by but it’s gone, another subdivision
No fields, no silo, the barn and the house all gone, all gone

Outro
But in my memories,
The horses need grain, and we’re riding hard in the sun and the rain.
Im still tired as a dog at the end of the day
I yell grits, yeah, I’m always running home
And we all come running home

Personal Earthquakes

Momma's Home Cook'n

Mommas Home Cooking

If That Aint Country (Nothing Is) 

VERSE 1 
Wildflowers on the prairie 
Rope swing on the cherry tree 
Braiding crowns out of sweet grass 
Daydreaming about everything 

PRECHORUS  
Sunsetting and she’s still outside. 
Trading butterflies for starry nights 
Her nail polish is the dirt inside. 
No horses but she’s riding high. 

CHORUS 
If that ain’t country, nothing is. 
She’s got a heart like Dixie. 
Brown eyes that smile in the rain 
Patsy Cline would lose her mind. 
Johnny Cash would walk the line. 
Bocephus would tip his hat and C grin. 
If that ain’t country nothing is. 

VERSE 2 
I blame it all on her roots. 
Vivaldi on her violin. 
Ain’t a fiddle but it’s just the same. 
She makes the devil RUN. 
 
PRECHORUS  
Suburban girl in secondhand boots 
That kids got a heart of gold. 
Aw come on now she’s like a southern wind. 
Take her hand, let her carry you home. 

CHORUS 
If that ain’t country, nothing is. 
She’s got a heart like Dixie. 
Brown eyes that smile in the rain 
Patsy Cline would lose her mind. 
Johnny Cash would walk the line. 
Bocephus would tip his hat and C grin. 
If that ain’t country nothing is. 

BRIDGE 
When we’re on the road again. 
Here by my side my highway kid 
If that ain’t country nothing is. 
Waylon, Willy, Charlie Pride 
I ain’t saying step aside. 
But you can’t deny this kid. 
If she ain’t country, no one is 

VERSE 3 
Fireflies and a full blue moon 
Humming Chattahoochee is her favorite tune. 
Piggyback ride in Daddy’s cowboy hat  
It’s a dance that we’ll never forget.  

PRECHORUS  
Her bicycle is her pickup truck. 
By the pond, skipping rocks, and counting her luck 
She’s a nature girl, she’s my beautiful world.  
Two-steppin through my heart everyday 

CHORUS 
If that ain’t country, nothing is. 
She’s got a heart like Dixie. 
Brown eyes that smile in the rain 
Patsy Cline would lose her mind. 
Johnny Cash would walk the line. 
Bocephus would tip his hat and C grin. 
If that ain’t country nothing is.

If That Aint Country

Son of a Gun 

Verse 1: 
I met a man down in Juarez 
He tried to sell me his (D) gun 
When I said that I wasn’t (A) interested  
He said gringo you buy it or (E) run 
He started telling a story  
It took all I had not to (D) cry  
Not because I didn’t have any (A) money 
(E) Or that I wasn’t willing to (A) die  
 
Chorus 1: 
(D) He said the love of my lives in America  
So, I’m begging you not to (A) run   
(D) The coyote awaits, my ride to states  
Help me (A) go to my bo-(E)y and (D) it’ll be my son for a (A) gun.  

Verse 2: 
I could tell that this man was no killer 
But that he could see no other (D) way 
As he cocked back his grandfather’s (A) pistol, and he aimed it straight at my (E) face  
I saw his hand shake on trigger  
And the desperate look in his (D) eye 
Good men can do bad when they’ve (A) lost all they had  
(E) At least he was willing to (A) try 

Chorus 2 
(D) I said Some men build walls to keep other men out  
Who the hell are we to (A) decide  
(D) don’t go doing something that you’re gonna regret  
Mister (A) I won’t ru-(E)n, (D) I’ll be your son of a (A) gun 

Verse 3: 
He lowered the pistol and took a deep breath 
I offered to buy him a (D) drink  
Said I’ll pay you to hear your (A) story if you’re willing to listen to (E) me 
Forget the coyote and your grandfather’s gun, I’ll get you back to your (D) kid.  
Let’s have a bottle of (A) whiskey and (E) a good night’s rest, just tell me where he (A) is. 
 
Chorus 3: 
(D) Said he stays with his aunt in Chicago 
I haven’t seen him in seven (A) years 
Just a (D) picture or two, all I have to get through. 
Mister, (A) I miss my so-(E)n 
I said, (D) I’ll get you there or I’ll be a son of a (A) gun  
 
Bridge: 
(D) just because a man drew a border 
Don’t mean that I don’t (A) belong  
(D) To that son of a bitch in the White House 
I’ll (A) be here long after you’re (E) gone 
To the (D) ones that are building his wall 
You can make it as tall as you (A) want (D)  
(A) If it’s the land of the free  
(E) Well that includes me  
You won’t stop us from (D) coming (A) across  

Chorus 4: 
(D) When we landed in Chicago 
(A) He could hardly believe his eyes  
Then he (D) fell to his knees, shot a smile at me  
And he (A) held his so-(E)n 
Yeah, (D) I tipped my hat  
And went home a son of a (A) gun.

Son of a Gun

Intro – Chorus 
Freight train rolls on, freight train rolls on 
I stand my ground, this big bad world ain’t gonna beat me down 
Oh no, hey hey hey 

Verse 1 
Ain’t nobody ever bloody looking where they’re going man, yeah, man it really drives me nuts 
Heads down, on the ground, fool’s gold, lost souls, never gonna be enough 
Plastic, erratic, tone deaf to the static, bleeding from a million cuts 
Illusions confusion, not much left to do man.   
We’re all running out of luck   

Verse 2
One foot in the grave, one foot in the maze, I’m a slave to everything I own 
Got my head in the clouds, swimming upstream from the crowds 
Another lie I got to try it on 
Laying on the tracks, all desire and snacks, ignorance in the afterglow 
That light in the tunnel, hate to burst your bubble  
Like a moth to the flame, we go 

No Look (Life Goes On)

Now I Know
Tuned to Open F (E, Capo on 1)
Verse 1:
There ain’t a lot I remember about being a kid but some of it will never go
I remember Daddy driving, window open, cigarette, singing to the radio
I’d fall asleep and he’d carry me in, half-awake in his arms
Momma at my bedside, fingers through my hair, saying prayers, kissing me goodnight
Chorus:
A lot has changed, ain’t much the same
I miss the gravel roads, but now I know where they go
Now I know
Verse 2:
I remember the day of my grandpa’s wake, the first time I saw my Momma cry
And it takes me back to that dollar bet, he took the Dolphins, and I took the Niners
She threw herself on his casket and his screamed name, I didn’t get it, but I sure do now
When love runs deep and the levee breaks, it’s like drowning when you say goodbye
Chorus:
A lot has changed, ain’t much the same
I miss everyone that we’ve lost, but now I know where they go.
Now I know
Bridge:
No, it don’t matter where we started
Home, may be where the heart is
And gone may be where we’re all headed
But now I know everything in between
Well, that’s the gold, yeah, now I know
Solo
Verse 3
I hope they remember me carrying them, playing catch and playing guitar
That their Momma gave every ounce of herself, summer nights walking under the stars
Sharing pictures of my Daddy, stories he told me, and that I let them see my cry
And that they smile when they share our memories, still feel us by their side
Pre-Chorus
A lot has changed, some of it stays the same
Memories, they come and go
Now they know
Chorus: Now they know, now we know, now I know, yeah, now I know……

Now They Know

This is an old Fuzzy Grubb song, the first one we wrote, and in our first practice.  Feels like home playing this one.  I miss those days, those nights, and the people who filled them.  Hope you enjoy it.  This song is for you all (you know who you are!)

This Night 

Verse 1: 

It just felt right.  It came on the air that night.  My eyes closed and I opened my arms. 

I smiled so wide, that pain brought a tear to my eye, and my dreams danced in the sky with the stars. 

Chorus:  

I don’t know what I feel anymore.  Not quite as empty as I was before 

Everything was right, uh huh, on this perfect night. 

Verse 2: 

Surrounded by friends.  Laughs that stirred up the past.  Campfire songs carry us into the night. 

A haze of beer and memories.  I felt something stir deep inside of me. 

One by one we all drifted to sleep. 

Chorus:  

I don’t know what I feel anymore.  Not quite as empty as I was before 

Everything was right, uh huh, on this perfect night. 

Bridge: 

I guess things were bound to change.  Familiar faces all faded away.   

Our circle of friends was falling apart.  Tonight we are kids again.  Living for dreams that haven’t died yet.   

This moment is everything and everything was right on this perfect night. 

This Night

LoFi Americana with a dash of Indie Alt Rock and Country 

Jeremy Brizzi is a songwriter and musician.  “I do what I can, with what I have, to show you how I feel.  Thanks for listening.”

With more than 300 song left to record and a constant attention to creation, the best is yet to come!  

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