"Cracking Paint And Rusted Hinges" (#449, 210328)

Cracking paint and rusted hinges
Are all that stand today
In between two wooden bridges
The heartbeat slipped away

Used to hear the sound of laughter
Children playing in the sun
Seems like no one thought it mattered
What their hometown would become

And I can't say I got a reason
Reason why I stuck around
Lots of times I feel like leavin'
But my feet won't walk me out

Only sound here is the engine
The only footprints left are mine
Cracking paint and rusted hinges
And that's the bottom line

Week 13 - Cracking Paint And Rusted Hinges (210328)

capo 4
G
He’s kind he’s Kent and we’re
Perfectly content 
C                                  G
to celebrate all that he brings

     D                                 Em                    C
To keep us connected as songs are perfected 
                                                        D/F#
and let’s face it that voice when he sings. 

G
It’s country 
       C
It’s warm
      EM             D/F#
It’s emotional brawn
             EM                    D
Banjolele or guitar he strums
      EM             D/F#             G                 C
We’re simply delighted and we cannot fight it 
        EM             D/F#         G
We join in all the tunes as one. 

He’s Full of grace
Its written on his face
Every time there is a glitch
He gently reminds us and kindly will guide us
“Try to mute or unmute flick the  switch”

he’s country 
he’s warm
his emotional brawn
Banjolele or guitar he strums
 We’re simply delighted and we cannot fight it 
We join in all the tunes as one. 


em                    D/.F#
and lets not forget
the sweetest of all pets
C                 D/F#
corgi of THIS TEAM
C                    D/F#
  KIwi    KIWI AGREES

thank you kent (week 14)

GIRL AT THE BUS STOP (FIONA NI AINNIN & NIKI S)

 4 bars intro  

F                                              C
I could have been that girl at the bus stop
Laughing for a moment in the rain
Soaked to the skin umbrella falling all apart
black mascara cheeks a messy stain

F                                                C
You could have been my lonely boy at the pub
Waiting for the barman as I stare
glued to the lava flowing from the tv screen
Never seem to notice that Im there

C                                Em
We seem to be, strangers on a zig zag
Souls free like sparrows in the sky
We seem to be, strangers on a zig zag
I just want RISE AND  fly AWAY

C                                E
with you away with you (la la la la la la la la laaaaa)
                       C                   E
 away with you away with you (la la la la la la la la laaaaa)

WE COULD HAVE BEEN THAT COUPLE IN THE CAFÉ
Trying to sing each others favorite tune
We could have grown old sitting in the sunshine
Staring at the birds all afternoon
 
C                                Em
We seem to be, strangers on a zig zag
Souls free like sparrows in the sky
We seem to be, strangers on a zig zag
I just want RISE AND  fly AWAY

       C               E
with you away with you (la la la la la la la la laaaaa)
away with you away with you (la la la la la la la la laaaaa)
with you away with you(la la la la la la la la laaaaa)
 away with you away with you(la la la la la la la la laaaaa)

C                                E
We seem to be, strangers on a zig zag
Souls free like sparrows in the sky
We seem to be, strangers on a zig zag
I just want RISE AND  fly AWAY

    C               E
with you away with you(la la la la la la la la laaaaa)
away with you away with you(la la la la la la la la laaaaa)
with you away with you(la la la la la la la la laaaaa)
 away with you away with you(la la la la la la la la laaaaa)


F                                                  c
I could have been that girl at the bus stop

Girl At The Bus Stop (co-write with Fiona Ní Ainnín)

We could go back, but why would we want to?

Nowhere

I STILL FEEL THE FIRE

Bob Dylan has had a long and varied career, inspiring many. He had his heroes too, of course. On his first album, Bob included a 'Song to Woody', a tribute to his inspiration. How natural, then, to write a 'Song to Bobby', but this time - in the 3rd person. Me, the song's creator, I'm not #BobDylan, nobody is.

Bob Dylan song 2 (He/Him)

NIKKI DEAN

AMSTERDAM

The eighth and last song from Deconstructed

Cute Puppies And Cute Babies (a.k.a. my descend into madness song)

I'm so tired of the world as it is now
it's like no one ever has better things to share
I don't wanna live where I have to know every detail
every crazy little thing someone famous said 

I don't care who got offended
by stupid tweets on the web
I'm here for some feel-good content
someone please share

cute puppies and cute babies on my feed
cute puppies and cute babies is what I need
cute puppies and cute babies show me please
cute puppies and cute babies is all I ever need

feel so cynical, so self-destructive
my anxiety has gone on a rocket to Mars
I just wanna know the date when we finally can hug again
I don't wanna stay inside, i swear I'm going mad 

I don't care who gets offended
everyone should get a grip
here for the heart-warming content
someone please share

fill up my brain with oxytocin, cuteness overdosis
puppies and babies will make my heart melt
I just wanna feel good, real good, stay there if I could
but I'd rather be outside than in my mind

I am not alone when I feel lonely
you are not alone when you feel lonely
we are not alone when we feel lonely
we are not alone when we feel lonely

we don't care who gets offended
we are together in this
we're here for heart warming content
we're here to share

Deconstructed

Cute Puppies And Cute Babies

"Cold Morning Coffee" (#430, 210116)

Cold morning coffee color of soil
About as thick as motor oil
Like molasses a couple of drops
Made a halo on the countertop

Cold morning coffee forgot it was there
Stained the paper on the rocking chair
Mug is sittin’ on the kitchen floor
Left over from the night before

Cold morning coffee sharp as a knife
Unforgiving like weighted dice
Some kinda’ frozen oblivion
Heart made of obsidian

Cold morning coffee heavy roast
Somewhere south of Mexico
Bitter as winter as dry as dust
Almost dead like the two of us

Week 03 - Cold Morning Coffee (210116)

"What Else You Got" (#438, 210218)

 * Co-written with Dan Rivers * 

Packed it all up in a rental van
Guitar a girl and a half assed plan
Heard that it's a 10 year town
Better start makin' the rounds

Fifty cold calls 'til they let me in
Tiny office and a guy named Slim
Thought my first song had a pretty good shot
Then he said, "what else ya' got"

I got mouths to feed I got bills to pay
A dog and a wife and an H.O.A.
I got high blood pressure one bad knee
And a Volvo leakin' antifreeze
To top it all off one verse and Slim said stop 
What else you got 

Hot take from my Uber driver
What I needed was a great co-writer
Said he was Tim McGraw's third cousin
Hell he'd written almost a dozen

We wrote a track just right for Garth
Got as far as the driveway guards
Sang it through the intercom
A voice came back, "what else you got"

I got outta' state plates and two flat tires
And a radio tuned with needle nose pliers
I got bootleg cable and uh, Obamacare
And holes in all my underwear
Dann Huff told me son you're really good, NOT
What else ya' got

I got to thinkin' how hard could it be
To start a publishin' company
Get the writers all lined up around the block
Just so I can tell 'em what else ya' got

I got smoker's cough I got whiskey shits
And a mother in law that just won't quit
I got plumber's crack I got athlete's foot
And I'm still a long way from Brentwood
There goes the mansion, the Rolex and the yacht
What else ya' got

Look out Music Row I'm comin' in hot
What else ya' got

Week 08a - What Else You Got (210218)

Copyright Erin Wolf 2021
Instruments featured: guitar, mandolin

Week 8 SAW Prompt: Change please
*Note about the song: A bittersweet, yet hopeful song about break-ups and new horizons written whilst on a serious Adyn Townes kick.*

how long after you left
did you try to leave
were you trying to grow
or were you running away

was it all too close
all too soon
not enough space
was the air smothering you
with the smoke from 
a love still burning
a love still burning

you wanted change
needed change, please
then the world stopped
you were stuck 
bound in a haze

did your dreams shift then
or did you hold your peace
waiting for the light to shine
through the darkness
bringing release
bringing release

and change, did she 
come in the night
like a thief, taking your heart
in her flight
she's not what you expected
or what you came for
but will you give change a 
chance for something more

and change, did she
come in the night
like a thief taking your heart
in her flight
she's not what you expected
or what you came for
but will you give change a 
chance for something more
something more

how long after you left
did you try to leave
were you trying to grow
or were you running away

Change, Please

Nashville songwriter and multi-instrumentalist, Godin Guitars Official Artist and Founder of www.songaweek.org.

His catalog of 500+ titles includes collaborations with hit writers Mark Narmore, Elliott Park, Steve Dean, and Pete & Pat Luboff, among others internationally from England to Australia.

Redding's music has landed cuts by numerous recording artists including Dan Whitehouse, Emma Gale, and David Easterling.

Week 13 - Cracking Paint And Rusted Hinges (210328)

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