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Lyrics:
Red dirt road in the dark of night
Cold beer kiss in the dashboard light
The way you whisper boy don't you take me home
Careful girl you're gonna wind up in a song

I bet the words fall out
Like your hair falls down
Already stuck in my head
Spinning round and round
The way you smile, it wouldn't take me long
Careful girl you're gonna wind up in a song

Perfume hanging honeysuckle sweet
Summer skin showing through the hole in your jeans
Holding onto me like I'm all you want
Careful girl you're gonna wind up in a song

I bet the words fall out
Like your hair falls down
Already stuck in my head
Spinning round and round
The way you smile, it wouldn't take me long
Careful girl you're gonna wind up in a song

You could live forever on the radio dial
Every curve of your body, all the innocent wild
Some nights you forget but some you don't
Careful girl you're gonna wind up in a song

Careful girl you’re gonna wind up in a song

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The Way I Wanna Go

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Careful Girl

What can I say? I'm a fan of Big Willie Style.

GETTIN' COUNTRY WITH IT

Cowboy On
M. Shelton

[Verse 1]
I met a man, who once held the world in his hands
he gambled it all, guess it wasn’t enough
When I asked him, how’d you come back from that?
Under his hat, I saw his eyes close shut
He said…

[CHORUS] 
You gotta ride on, ride on, 
Saddle up and ride on,
cowboy on

[Verse 2]
Every sunrise, there’s a new trail to ride
every trail, takes you somewhere else
That don’t mean you turn tail and hide
Only one that’s gonna help you is yourself
He said…

[CHORUS] 
You gotta ride on, ride on, 
Saddle up and ride on,
cowboy on

[Instrumental]

[Verse 3]
As he tossed away his last cigarette
He told me something I’ll never forget
Cowboys don’t flinch and they don’t quit 
They just get back up and get on with it
He said…

[CHORUS] 
You gotta ride on, ride on, 
Saddle up and ride on, ride on
You gotta ride on, ride on, 
Saddle up and ride on, 
cowboy on


COWBOY ON

A man describes his love for his woman with things that surrounds him

Every Little Thing

Hometown growing to a place I don’t recognize any more.

Hometown gone city

The song "28 Angels" is not a statistic—it’s a requiem. The number in the title holds symbolic weight, chosen not to tally tragedy but to honor the gravity of it. This song channels grief into reflection, and remembrance into melody. It was written with reverence for lives lost, voices silenced, and the emotional echoes that remain.
The composition leans on orchestral warmth, emotional vocal depth, and lyrical sensitivity—not for spectacle, but for solace. It’s a piece meant to comfort the wounded, awaken the indifferent, and hold space for conversations many find too hard to begin.

28 Angels

Keeper of your heart

Anna Marie

@4 October 2025

[Verse 1]
I've been living far away in this city
Life feels easy but not real, chasing my dreams
But lost in the noise of these busy streets
I always think of the fields where my heart still beats.

[Pre-Chorus]
I never forget the home of my childhood memories,  
I'm longing for the simple life left behind.  

[Chorus]
Where the sky is vast and clear in endless blue  
Where the laughter with my friends still echoes too  
Where I once swore I would come back again  
To the rice paddy fields of my beloved hometown  
Still dreaming that day comes true.  

[Verse 2]
It's been so long and too hard,  
Nothing's the same.  
I'm still carrying the weight of money and fame.  
I keep on running, but it all feels so cold,  
Chasing empty dreams that don’t seem to fill up my soul.

[Pre-Chorus]
I never forget the home of my childhood memories,  
I'm longing for the simple life left behind.   

[Chorus]
Where the sky is vast and clear in endless blue  
Where the laughter with my friends still echoes too  
Where I once swore I would come back again  
To the rice paddy fields in my beloved hometown  
Still dreaming that day comes true.  

[Bridge]
Time keeps slipping forever, home drifts away each day,  
I’m so afraid I won’t live long to see it again,  
The dream to return where my soul longs to be.

[Chorus]
Where the sky is vast and clear in endless blue  
Where the laughter with my friends still echoes too  
Where I once swore I would come back again  
To the rice paddy fields in my beloved hometown  
Still dreaming that day comes true.
Still dreaming that day comes true.

Where the Sky Is Vast and Blue

I Wouldn't Change (Marvin Shelton)

Verse
I was lost for awhile
All by myself…it was a lonely mile
Such a lonely mile
I had a talk with myself
Said, I know this hurts, this hurts like hell
Hurts like hell

CHORUS
But I wouldn’t change a thing, though everything has changed
Cuz, it’s easier to sing the deeper the pain
My life has rearranged, but I’m still gonna be ok
So I wouldn’t change a thing

1/2 Verse
I took a hit on the chin, turned the cheek
And life, life swung again.
But I’m still standin’

CHORUS
And I wouldn’t change a thing, though everything has changed
Cuz, it’s easier to sing the deeper the pain
Now that life has rearranged, turns out I’m gonna be ok
And I wouldn’t change a thing
Now that life has rearranged, guess who else has changed?
And I wouldn’t change a thing

I Wouldn't Change

Buck Ramble — When the Money Ain’t Never Over

Found in dusty reels marked “Goodnight Trail Sessions,” these are the long-lost recordings of Buck Ramble — the saloon singer turned silver-screen storyteller who lived long enough to see cowhands become celebrities.

Every track is a campfire sermon in rhythm: part truth, part tall tale.
He sings about lawmen, outlaws, faith, denial, women, whiskey, and the strange mercy of knowing too much.
By the time the record closes with the title track, Buck’s world has shifted from trail dust to camera lights — but the heart’s still out there under the same sky.

Restored by Volant Records (All Worlds Reserved®).

Genre: Frontier Folk / Western Blues / Spoken Americana

“Stories are cheaper than bullets — but hit just the same.”

When the Money Ain’t Never Over

Originally from Las Vegas, NM, Marvin Shelton is a songwriter based out of Tijeras, New Mexico. With influences ranging from George Strait to Bon Jovi, Marvin combines melodies and storytelling into an experience for the listener, allowing them to be elsewhere if only for a short while.