Worst Way

Sunday in the South (feat. Jason Aldean & Luke Bryan)

Four Bald Tires

Am I Okay? (I'll Be Fine)

Bless Your Heart

Gorgeous

Spanish Moss

They say I burn too fast to ever last— Keep my suitcase packed and my heart in the past.
But I’m done with hollow nights and neon truths— I want a slow dance kind of truth.
Had lovers who left like a jukebox song— Good while it played, then it all felt wrong.
Tired of lips that taste like lies— I need real. No alibis.
I’m not chasin’ fire just to feel the burn— This time, I want the love that learns…
I just wanna love somebody like that— Who don’t walk out when the lights go black.
Not a good-time high or a one-night fix, But a front-porch life and a kiss that sticks.
Someone real with no disguise… Who looks at me and sees the guy
They’d write a song about and never take back— I just wanna love somebody like that.
I ain’t the same boy I used to be— Ran from love ‘til love ran from me.
Now I know what I’ve been missin’— Not a thrill… but someone listenin’.
She ain’t gold chains or big city dreams— She’s barefoot truth in faded jeans…
I just wanna love somebody like that— Who don’t walk out when the lights go black.
Not a good-time high or a one-night fix, But a front-porch life and a kiss that sticks.
Someone real with no disguise… Who looks at me and sees the guy
They’d write a song about and never take back— I just wanna love somebody like that.
Not perfect, not polished… but we fit tight— Like hands held in the middle of the night.
And when she says my name that way… I know I’m finally here to stay.
I just wanna love somebody like that— Who don’t walk out when the lights go black.
Not a good-time high or a one-night fix, But a front-porch life and a kiss that sticks.
Someone real with no disguise… Who looks at me and sees the guy
They’d write a song about and never take back— I just wanna love somebody like that.

Somebody Like That

Rollin’ outta town with the sun sinkin’ low,
Pedal down, wind blowin’ through my soul.
Mama said, “Boy, keep your heart in line,”
But I hear the highway callin’ every time.
Got a six-pack chillin’ in the backseat ice,
Moonlit miles and the feelin’s right.
Radio up, got that bassline tight,
Let’s turn this blacktop into neon lights.
Got the speakers thumpin’ and the wheels on fire,
Hands in the air, take the party up higher.
We ain’t slowin’ down, no stoppin’ tonight,
We’re dancin’ on the gas with the city in sight.
From the holler to the highway, hear that engine cry,
I was born to run, I was born to ride.
Shotgun seat, she’s got that wild hair flyin’,
Boots on the dash, yeah, she’s laughin’ and smilin’.
Sippin’ on a little Tennessee heat,
Feelin’ that rhythm in the way she moves with me.
Bonfire burnin’ where the river runs deep,
Moonshine kisses got us lost in the beat.
Turn it up loud, let the backroads shake,
Let’s make this night one we won’t erase.
Got the speakers thumpin’ and the wheels on fire,
Hands in the air, take the party up higher.
Hands in the air, take the party up higher.
We ain’t slowin’ down, no stoppin’ tonight,
We’re dancin’ on the gas with the city in sight.
From the holler to the highway, hear that engine cry,
I was born to run, I was born to ride.
Drop it down low, let the tailgate swing,
Kickin’ up dust while the guitars sing.
If you’re feelin’ that rush, throw your hands up high,
Let’s ride this groove ‘til the mornin’ light.
We ain’t slowin’ down, no stoppin’ tonight,
We’re dancin’ on the gas with the city in sight.
From the holler to the highway, hear that engine cry,
I was born to run, I was born to ride.

(Born To Run) Born To Ride

Do you stare at the ceiling when the quiet cuts deep,
Do you fight with the truth when you can’t get to sleep.
Do you slide down the bottle just to get through the night,
Do you blame me for leavin’ or admit I was right.
’Cause I still see your face when the lights burn low,
And girl, I just need to know—
When you close your eyes, do you still see me,
Do you wish I was there where I used to be.
When you’re lyin’ in the dark, is the truth that near,
Or do you drift off easy, pretend I’m not here.
When the night turns long and the lies wear thin,
Do I break back in—
Tell me, when you close your eyes.
Do you scroll through your phone when the silence feels rough,
Do you chase old ghosts when the whiskey’s not enough.
Do you laugh a little louder just to sell the disguise,
While the past keeps knockin’ each time you unwind.
I’m the truth in your silence you can’t leave behind,
I ain’t here to fight, I ain’t lookin’ for lies,
But girl, I can’t shake this why—
When you close your eyes, do you still see me,
Do you wish I was there where I used to be.
When you’re lyin’ in the dark, is the truth that near,
Or do you drift off easy, pretend I’m not here.
When the night turns long and the lies wear thin,
Do I break back in—
Tell me, when you close your eyes.
Maybe you’ve moved on, maybe that’s alright,
But if you sleep easy—how do you do that at night.
When you close your eyes, what comes to mind,
Is it peace or regret you’re hopin’ to find.
When you’re lyin’ in the dark, with no one near,
Do you still hear my voice, is it still in your ear.
When the night gets long and the truth cuts tight,
Do you fight that fight—
Tell me, when you close your eyes.

When You Close Your Eyes

Cover of Chris Stapleton's version of the song "Tennessee Whiskey" originally by George Jones
Vocals- Ether Saure
Piano/Backup Vocals- Spencer Gregg
Guitar- Michael Rogers
Bass- John Fucinaro
Drums- Brandon Rakes

Tennessee Whiskey

American Songwriter | Storyteller | Dream Builder
Born and raised with a deep love for music and storytelling, Jon Wesley McCormick is an American songwriter forging a fresh path through country, pop, and rock music. With a natural gift for vivid imagery, catchy hooks, and heartfelt lyrics, Jon captures the real moments that define life — the small-town pride, the wild-hearted adventures, the dreams worth chasing, and the loves worth fighting for.  After years of living life, learning hard lessons, and sharpening his craft, Jon decided to turn his passion into a mission: writing songs that move people — songs that make you feel, make you smile, make you dream bigger. Specializing in:
• Country Hits
• Crossover Country-Pop Anthems
• Heartfelt Ballads
• Summer Party Jams
• High-Energy Road Trip Soundtracks
Jon writes from the heart, blending authentic storytelling with irresistible melodies, always aiming to create songs that stick with you long after the first listen.
Each lyric he pens is designed to make listeners say, “That’s my life. That’s my story.”
With dozens of copyrighted original songs and a growing portfolio of crowd-pleasers, Jon Wesley McCormick is a new voice rising in the songwriting world, ready to supply major artists, labels, and publishers with unforgettable material.
“I don’t just write songs — I build memories, dreams, and anthems for the moments that matter most.” – Jon Wesley McCormick