Outlaw's Lament

Shadows Of The Black Oak

god-damn-sunset

This song is a heartfelt country ballad about a man with a restless spirit who finds peace and transformation through the love of a woman who believes in him. The lyrics paint a vivid picture of a man who was once a "rolling stone" and a "midnight rider," always on the move, living for the moment, and never settling down. Despite his wandering nature, the woman sees the potential and goodness within him, and her love brings about a profound change in his life.

She stopped  him

Music by Buck Nutt and The Lonestar Gonads
Lyrics By Clay Young

Truck Driving Numbnut

Writers: Jeff Roe, Zach Niel

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Bottom Of It - Jeff Roe

Checkmate By Gio

The bullet left the barrel, sharp and true,
It didn’t stop—it just tore right through.
Like the choices I made on a reckless day,
Now the echoes follow, they won’t fade away.

Every step’s a crack in the brittle ground,
Every shadow whispers, “You’re hell-bound.”
The past I tried to outrun won’t stay,
It’s coming back at me like a ricochet.

Ricochet, it’s the price I’ve paid,
Every shot I’ve fired, every deal I’ve made.
The harder I run, the faster it flies,
Ricochet, it never dies.

I hear the wind sing a mournful tune,
A haunting song beneath the pale moon.
It carries my sins on a wild ballet,
Spinning back at me, a ricochet.

Ricochet, it’s the price I’ve paid,
Every shot I’ve fired, every deal I’ve made.
The harder I run, the faster it flies,
Ricochet, it never dies.

I thought I was free, but the echoes stayed,
Like a hunter’s prey in a deadly game played.
The walls close in, there’s no escape,
The ricochet finds me, it seals my fate.

Ricochet, it’s the price I’ve paid,
Every shot I’ve fired, every deal I’ve made.
The harder I run, the faster it flies,
Ricochet, it never dies.

In the quiet of the desert, the stillness speaks,
A bullet’s path through the canyon peaks.
Ricochet, my last refrain,
A life undone, caught in its chain.

Ricochet

bitches and booze a good song with nice rhythm a mix in rock n roll and outlaw country style: Its about a rebel man who lives his life the way he wants without thinking of consequences.. he has everything he needs .bitches and booze nothing to lose

Bitches and booze

I’ve seen those sad-eyed teams of pad-eye haulers down the tracks
Slow and patient, know their station, toilers on their backs
With their donkey carts, their donkey carts attached

Lord protect us, ressurect us, lead us through the door
From temptation to damnation, feed us more & more
And gallop us, oh gallop us to war

Give us chariots
If we must haul something

Let His bride pull on my bridle, whipping her behest
Dressed in the finest silk & diamonds dripping down her breast
& lay my fears, oh lay my fears to rest

Give us chariots
If we must haul something

Once upon a marijuana-softened Saturday
I dreamt I was bearing a gentle fairy off to Mandalay
She cried: “Carry me, oh carry me away!”

Give us chariots
If we must haul something.

Horse Chorus

Second release from the fun-lovin', hard drinkin' Liberty Boys :)

Set in Stone

Stars In His eyes

I simply make music my little pleasure. 

I go as the moment goes, as simplistic as it is

Stars In His eyes

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