Name: From Joy to Sorrow and Back Again by JFBowman Music Co.
Duration: 4 min 49 s
Description: A personal journey finally made into song

some days

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You give your love by the drip drop 
I'm tired of holding on to an empty plate
You came on strong in the beginning
Thought you were everything  I was wrong

The Juice (Ain't Worth The Squeeze) 
Not one drip drop of the love
You're serving me
The Juice (Ain't Worth The Squeeze) 

Confused out my mind
I must have been to waste my time
Cause the lovin wasn't jerkin on nothing
Just a waste of time

The Juice (Ain't Worth The Squeeze) 
Not one drip drop of the love
You're serving me
The Juice (Ain't Worth The Squeeze) 


This ain't working
Can't you see
The time has come 
It's time to leave

Why oh why
Do I ask myself 
For the answers that I know will 
Leave me depleted 
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Heavy Head Music (ASCAP)

The Juice (Ain't Worth the Squeeze)

A bold yet intimate anthem about reclaiming your voice after years of being unheard. “Echo in the Static” pulses with quiet defiance, turning soft resilience into powerful resonance. It's about finding strength in vulnerability and learning to be loud in your own way.

Echo in the Static

A personal journey finally made into song

From Joy to Sorrow and Back Again

A Home Built On Hope

Verse 1
Woke up this morning, sunlight on my face,
Don’t need no fortune, I’m already in that place.
A neighbor’s laughter drifting through the air,
It’s a song of love, and I know I’m rich right there.

Pre-Chorus
Ain’t about the riches, ain’t about the race,
It’s the quiet moments that give my soul its grace.

Chorus 
Lead: It’s the little things that keep me strong
Backgrounds: Little things, little things
Lead: Like a simple smile that carries me along
Backgrounds: Little things, little things
Lead: Don’t need no kingdom, don’t need no crown
It’s the little things that turn my world around.

Verse 2 
Coffee on the corner, children in the street,
Every heartbeat’s rhythm makes my life complete.
The touch of a hand when the night feels cold,
That’s the kind of fire money can’t control.

Pre-Chorus
Slow it down, hear the music in the breeze,
That’s where the sweetest kind of freedom lives in me.

Chorus 
Lead: It’s the little things that light my way
Backgrounds: Little things, little things
Lead: In the darkest night, they turn to day
Backgrounds: Little things, little things
Lead: I ain’t chasing shadows, I ain’t chasing fame
It’s the little things that keep my soul the same.

Bridge 
Clap your hands now, let your spirit rise,
Every tear we’ve shed makes the joy alive.
Sing it louder now, let the whole world know,
It’s the little things that make a garden grow.

Final Chorus 
It’s the little things (the little things)
That make my spirit sing,
It’s the little things (the little things)
That give my heart its wings.
I don’t need the fast lane, I don’t need control,
It’s the little things that satisfy my soul.

Outro 
Little things, little things… oh the little things,
That’s all I need, that’s all I need…

the little things

Remember a Better Me

A line I can’t cross

Danger in Paradise

This is the best Reggae song I have written. Hope you enjoy it. Let me know.

Nowhere to Run


Well moneyed.
Well dressed,
All the cards
Held to his chest.
Never known what going without means.
Nice suit, 
nice car,
Heaven knows 
he’ll go far.
Silver spoons don’t tarnish in this scene.


Right school,
Right voice,
Talking proper,
Ain’t a choice.
Got to have the breeding and the wealth.
Top dog,
Top job,
City gents,
Earn a few bob,
One dozen mansions don’t pay for themselves.


Oh, Mister Moneybags
(la la la la la)
Won’t you spare a sixpence for me?
Oh, Mister Moneybags,
(la la la la la)
Don’t you have a bit to spare for me?
Oh, Mister Moneybags!
(la la la la la)
Don’t you know there’s more to life than this?
Oh, Mister Moneybags!
(la la la la la)
Don’t you know your life isn’t so rich?
 

Got married,
Young wife.
Hates his guts,
But likes the life.
Waited on and pandered to all day.
She cheats,
He strays.
Got the maid,
In the family way
She won’t tell, but he’s gonna have to pay.


All front,
No heart
Nobody taught,
Him the part
Of how to be a decent human being
No friends,
No love,
It may rain money,
From above.
That don’t mean you’re some kind of a king.


All front,
No heart
Nobody taught,
Him the part
Of how to be a decent human being
No friends,
No love,
It may rain money,
From above.
That don’t mean you’re some kind of a king.


Oh, Mister Moneybags
(la la la la la)
Won’t you spare a sixpence for me?
Oh, Mister Moneybags,
(la la la la la)
Don’t you have a bit to spare for me?
Oh, Mister Moneybags!
(la la la la la)
Don’t you know there’s more to life than this?
Oh, Mister Moneybags!
(la la la la la)
Don’t you know your life isn’t so rich?
 
Oh, Mister Moneybags!
(la la la la la)
Don’t you know there’s more to life than this?
Oh, Mister Moneybags!
(la la la la la)
Don’t you know your life isn’t so rich?

From Joy to Sorrow and Back Again

JFBowman Music Co.

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