Keith Whitley Karaoke Cover
Recorded top-lining a Karaoke backing track using Cakewalk.

I'm Over You - Keith Whitley Cover

This is the temperature of the world today. Can we all just get along

Harsh Words

Dice Talk

Verse 1
Everybody loves somebody sometime
Everybody falls in love somehow
There’s a spark in your sweet laughter
And my someday is now
Verse 2
Everybody finds somebody someplace
Could be on a back road or a county fair
But when you walked in that old dance hall
I knew my love was there
Chorus
If I could, I’d paint the sunset
To show the world your gentle charms
So every fella in this wide country
Could feel what I do in your arms
Verse 3
Everybody waits on that moment
When love comes rolling like a summer breeze
I’d been chasing dreams and blue  moon
But you brought me to my knees
Chorus
If I could, I’d paint the sunset
To show the world your gentle charms
So every fella in this wide country
Could feel what I do in your arms
Bridge
And if I had a wish, I’d send it
To every heart that’s wandering and alone
Cause love is out there, waiting, hidden
In small towns or out where the wild grass has grown
Verse 4
Everybody loves somebody sometime
Even if it takes a lifetime or two
But girl, you were worth the waiting
For a love so true
Chorus
If I could, I’d paint the sunset
To show the world your gentle charms
So every fella in this wide country
Could feel what I do in your arms
Outro
Yes, everybody loves somebody sometime
And I found mine in you
Through heartache, dust, and winding roads
My search led me to you                                                                                              
                                                                                                                             
                                                                                                                             
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My search led me to you

Sammy Kershaw Karaoke Cover
Recorded top-lining a Karaoke backing track using Cakewalk.

Politics, Religion, and Her - Sammy Kershaw Cover

A song about a guy who's dad was a clown and all the kids loved him.  
He wanted to be just like his dad but now all the kids are scared of clowns.
He's thinking maybe he should've been a dollmaker.

Here's a video of the sad clown on YT:  https://youtu.be/WMw1rMk1ejY

   Sad Clown Blues

My daddy was a circus entertainer.  
He loved to make the kiddies laugh.
So when I grew up it was a no-brainer.  I'd carry on on his behalf.
He said, "I'm gonna teach ya son all the tricks in how it's done, 
and you could carry on the cheer.
He didn't quite foresee how the world was gonna be, 
and clowns would one day cause fear.

It's a sad clown that can't be like his daddy, 
although I've paid my dues. (I cannot walk in his big shoes).
I am now bound to drive the people crazy 
just living my sad clown blues.

I wake each day, apply my trademark makeup, 
but paint my smile upside down.
There's no parties to attend since the breakup 
of the circus tents in town.
And when I wander down the street in my oversized big feet 
the kiddies cling to mama's side.
It's so hard feeling proud when they're screaming right out loud no matter how my makeup's applied.

Sad Clown Blues

"Я встретил вас" (I Met You) is a lyrical rock ballad inspired by Fyodor Tyutchev's timeless poem. This track features warm melodies, heartfelt vocals, and a serene instrumental arrangement that captures the essence of rekindled emotions and golden memories. 


Lyrics translation:

I met you — and all that was past, Revived in a heart that had ceased to live; I recalled the golden time — And warmth returned to my heart…
Like late autumn days sometimes, There are moments, there are hours, When a breeze suddenly hints at spring And something stirs within us —
So, fully swept by the breath Of those years of soulful abundance, With long-forgotten rapture, I gaze at those beloved features…
As after centuries of separation, I look at you, as if in a dream — And suddenly, the sounds grow clearer, That have never ceased within me…
Here, it’s not mere memory, Here, life has spoken anew — And in you, the same enchantment, And in my soul, the same love!

Тютчев: Я встретил вас

There are fifty
three million 
Three hundred 
and ten thousand
Two hundred and one
Struggling songwriters 
out there
Touring Indie
Growing skinny
Trying to make it 
to number one….

But hey I 
Just made
 up that number 
right out of my 
weary head
There are 
probably more 
than that 
figure I said,
Which is why 
I ought to be 
out selling 
dope instead.

But I’m 
Just frustrated 
cause my
songs all sit
In the shitter 
on Twitter 
leaving me 
as the twit
The only face 
on my  
face book 
who is 
listening to me 
Is an old 
ex-girlfriend 
whose missing me,

I’m just screaming 
in the midst 
of millions
Can you hear 
me now?????
My mike’s a 
plastic heer cup
I ought to give it all up 
And do some 
painting for a while.
All my stats are anorexic
I miss the old days 
when we used to be
Doing studio auditions
And touring endlessly.

All the concert 
venues are dying
The Bands  can’t 
get the crowds….
And CD’s  have 
all become passé
most Folks just 
download now.
The attention span 
of a modern listener
Is twenty seconds or so….


I’m just screaming 
in the midst 
of Billions
Can you hear 
me now????
My mike’s a 
plastic beer cup
I ought to give 
it all up 
And do some 
painting for a while.
All my stats are anorexic
I miss the old days 
when we used to be
Doing studio auditions 
then recording
And touring endlessly.

Please forgive 
me for ranting,
I have known 
some success
It’s been a 
helluva ride,
But the song 
about Buddy Holly
Is not the day 
that the music died,
Cause it’s 
happening now
And pretty soon 
you’ll know how
It feels when 
rigor mortis sets in
When the bands 
all stop touring 
when it’s no
longer alluring
tothe lack of 
money they take in.


As songwriters 
all retire
When  their Dreams 
can’t be reality., 
no more 
musicality

Just Screaming 
in the masses of Billions
Can you hear 
me Now????????????????

Can't You Hear Me Now-Country style -by- Matthew F. Blowers III

I just want to melt completely
into your loving arms
like sugar does with a hot tea,
like ice cream in an August breeze
Just blending as one
in the warmth of your love
that's where I want to be.....

Our time is far too brief to find relief
on just a Friday or Saturday night
I need you close to me
like we're sopposed to be
In the morning and every night.

I want to share my empty bed
with something other than my quilt
I want to feel your body next to me
warmer that any silk.....

Where we confide in all we're feeling
share some kisses breathlessly
never worried bout the time again
cause you're here with me.

And Babe I'm sure of what I'm saying
I think it's time that you were staying
for the rest of my life with me
That's where I want to be!!

So if you're of a mind to
Baby I'm hoping I'll find you
occupying all my time
when your mine!!

I just want to melt
into your loving arms
like sugar does with a hot tea,
like ice cream in an August breeze
Just blending as one
in the warmth of your love
that's where I want to be



ART-WHIMSICALLY YOURS STUDIO & suno
Matthew F. OWERS III- (C)- 2024

I Just Want To Melt With You.  by- Matthew F. Blowers III

Is there anything that can separate us from the Love of God ?

Can a Mountain be Too High

Believe In Yourself (feat. Khristine L)

Just another nobody who's not here to be somebody.  I write songs because I can't help it, and it helps me.  If I add them here, I'm less likely to keep mixing them.  Creativity is a stream with many tributaries, and sometimes one runs through us.  The stream is more creative when tributaries meet, and I'm grateful for the collaborative efforts of others.

Sad Clown Blues

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