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A raw, bluesy confession of love lost and lessons learned—where regret isn’t a weakness, but the melody.

Songs of Regret

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In Search of My Love

Halloween wasn’t store-bought in the 1960s, it was made from old clothes in the basement and a spark of imagination. A sheet became a ghost, Dad’s Navy uniform turned me into a sailor, and pillowcases grew heavy with candy as we walked block to block with friends and neighbors.

But toward the end of our street stood a house set back in the shadows, the one we all called the Witch House. The woman inside looked the part, and her crooked stare made us whisper and hurry past. That mix of excitement and fear gave Halloween its magic.

This song is a reflection of those nights, the laughter, the legends, and the spirit of Halloween that still lives on long after the trick-or-treat bags are gone.

[Verse 1]
We’d dig through the basement, bags of old clothes
A sheet for a ghost, dad’s Navy issued oaths
Didn’t buy ‘em in the store, we made ‘em our own
With a little bit of laughter, and a touch of the unknown

[Chorus]
Trick-or-treat, oh what a night
Porch lights glowing, laughter bright
Pillowcases dragging low
Through the streets we used to go

[Verse 2]
Neighbors and friends, side by side
House to house, together we'd glide
Candy enough to last all year
Every door brought us a little cheer

[Bridge ]
Toward the end of the block stood a house set back
Shadows lingered, the windows black
And the woman inside, with her crooked stare
Made us whisper and point, but we didn’t dare
Some said she cackled, some swore she’d fly
On Halloween night, we’d all walk by

[Chorus]
Trick-or-treat, hold your breath tight
The witch house watching in the night
One more step, don’t make a sound
Or she’ll chase you down this haunted ground

[Verse 3]
Now I live where the night is still
Country roads, no kids to thrill
But in my heart, the spirit stays
Of Halloween nights and childhood days

[Final Chorus]
Trick-or-treat, oh what a night
Porch lights glowing, laughter bright
Though no footsteps cross my floor
Halloween lives on forevermore

[Outro]
Halloween lives on
Forevermore

The Witch On Our Street

My New Album Delta Dusk & Soul will be releases on a streaming platforms November 6th. This is a sneak preview for SoundCloud only. Let me know what is your most memorable song!

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Goin’ Home To Tennessee
Lyrics By: Thomas W. Peterson AKA RedHeart 
©COPYRIGHT 11–20-2025 All Rights Reserved ©

[Intro: Fingerpicked acoustic guitar, upright bass enters softly, light fiddle harmony]

[Verse 1]
Dusty boots by the back door again
Sunset stains on a worn flannel shirt
I left the river with an empty stringer
And my old truck humming through the pines
Didn’t check the mail, didn’t start the saw
Just followed that gravel road like I always do

[Verse 2]
There’s a mug still warm on the windowsill
Steam curling slow in the evening air
You didn’t ask where I’d been all day
Just smiled like you knew I’d find my way
Back to this patch of earth where your laughter grows
Like wild honeysuckle on a crooked fence post

[Pre-Chorus]
The hills roll soft in the amber light
And every mile feels less like driving
More like breathing

[Chorus]
I’M GOIN’ HOME TO TENNESSEE!
WHERE YOUR HAND FITS MINE LIKE A SONG I KNOW BY HEART!
NO TROPHY FISH OR PERFECT WOOD GRAIN
CAN HOLD A CANDLE TO THE PEACE YOU GIVE ME HERE!

[Inst: Fiddle solo over fingerpicked guitar and walking bass, brushed snare on 2 & 4]

[Verse 3]
We don’t need fireworks or neon signs
Just fireflies blinking in the clover field
You hum that old tune while folding laundry
And I lean against the doorframe, watching time slow down

[Pre-Chorus]
The stars blink on one by one tonight
And I finally see what I’ve been chasing
Was already waiting

[Chorus]
I’M GOIN’ HOME TO TENNESSEE!
WHERE YOUR HAND FITS MINE LIKE A SONG I KNOW BY HEART!
NO TROPHY FISH OR PERFECT WOOD GRAIN
CAN HOLD A CANDLE TO THE PEACE YOU GIVE ME HERE!

[Bridge: Telecaster chicken-pickin’ licks, steel guitar weeping underneath]
All those years I thought I needed proving
Out in the world with my restless hands
But the truest thing I’ve ever built
Is this quiet life with you

[Chorus]
I’M GOIN’ HOME TO TENNESSEE!
WHERE YOUR HAND FITS MINE LIKE A SONG I KNOW BY HEART!
NO TROPHY FISH OR PERFECT WOOD GRAIN
CAN HOLD A CANDLE TO THE PEACE YOU GIVE ME HERE!

[Outro: Harmony vocals fade with fiddle sustain, acoustic guitar lingers]
(softly)
Just peace… and you…
(fade out)

Goin' Home to Tennessee 11-21-25

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Songwriters blending Blues, Rock, Soul, Folk, Gospel, Country & Pop.   Telling real stories through AI-powered music.

The Witch On Our Street

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