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Pefect music for cruisin' around! 🚗😊👍

Written by Damian Smith
Produced by Robert Ruby
Fiddle by Rachel Crick

It's a simple love song. Life is short, but today we have each other, so let's take advantage of the the time we have. Was going for an Appalachia / bluegrass feel on this one. This was a lot of fun to write and play. I hope you enjoy listening!

Sweet Mountain Air

“I Still Play” is a personal piece from me - Krazy Krissie. I used to perform with a sax in my hands and a dream in my chest... until life took a bite out of both. Illness changed everything,  but it didn’t end my journey, it just forced me to take a different road.

This song is for anyone who's had their plans shattered and their voice shaken. You don’t have to quit - just pivot.
Your path may shift, but the music?
It can still be yours. 🎷🖤✨

****Lyrics****

It started with a sax and a secondhand smile
Ten years deep in a dream we made worthwhile
Just friends and songs under birthday lights
No fame, just fire on those Saturday nights
I had a voice behind the sound
Helping others rise while I held the ground

But life don’t ask, it just arrives
A whisper first, then it rewrites lives
I woke up one day, and my body said no
To every rhythm I used to know
Now I create from a different place
And write through pain I can’t erase

But I still play, just in a different way
I build the world where someone else can sway
I lost the notes, but not the sound
The stories still find their way around
It’s not the path I thought I’d take
But it’s still a song I get to make

It’s still a song I get to make…

There’s grief in knowing some doors stay closed
In the weight of what your body never chose
But I won’t fold, I won’t erase
The fire that time can’t displace
I am more than what I’ve lost
I’ve paid the price, but not the cost

So if you’re out there, stuck in pause
If the world don’t clap, just take applause
From the words you write, the tracks you send
Your voice can echo without end

you’re not broken… just renamed…

There was a time I thought it ended here,
When I couldn’t lift the sax I held for years.
No more melodies, no more sound,
Just silence where my life was found.
But silence taught me something new,
That music never leaves, it just finds a different view.

I still play, through every beat I build
Every lyric traced from something I’ve felt
The stage has changed, the lights are new
But the soul of the song is still true
We bend, we burn, but we don’t break
We still make music, for our own sake

We still make music…
For our own sake…

So here’s my solo, made of light
From quiet studios and sleepless nights
No Saxophone in hand, but still I stay,
Because I still play.

I Still Play

A new folk ballad I made inspired by the legends of the 1970s.  
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Lyrics © Señor Barends

There's dust on the mirror and blood in the rug  
I don’t ask questions ‘cause I don’t need the shrugs  
The world spins the same, it always has  
Stone to steel, just more advanced  

What is to come, is to come  
Face it, there’s just too much scum
Too many hands in shady games 
Too many devils with forgotten names  

They died in trenches, they die in drones  
A boy picks a side before he’s grown  
We send ‘em off with dog tags 
To fight for oil and someone's flag 

Same old rage with newer tools  
We're just dressed-up prehistoric fools  
Come so far with satellites in space
But still claw raw at each other’s face  

What are we gonna do when hatred’s passed down?  
Etched in the songs of the battleground  
What are we gonna do ‘bout misery taught  
In cradle hymns nobody fought?

The silence roars when I sit alone  
I see faces carved from stone  
Names no one ever dared to try  
Still buried under alibis  

I count the crimes that never paid  
The mothers lost, the men who stayed  
And I wonder how much we ever changed  
When the Stone Age soul still runs the game  

So tell me what peace ever looked like?
Was it written down or televised?  
Did it live, or was it just pretend?  
A paper dove, a means to an end...  

What are we gonna do when hatred is bred?  
Through bedtime stories of glory and dread  
What are we gonna do when the future is sold  
By men with warm hearts that are terribly cold?

Stone Age Soul

A new song I made having the songs in mind my 9 year old niece likes to dance to.

AI My BFF

The dreampop version of this song, a cover based on lyrics and music I wrote in 2008. I made a backing track on clean electric guitar and a separate chord scheme for the lyrics. Thanks to AI this song is now produced like I originally envisioned.

I Live Alone (Dream Pop)

A new song based on my own MIDI originals with brand new lyrics. 
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Lyrics © Señor Barends

Say, don’t I know you from somewhere?  
You remind me of somebody I used to love  
Before she vanished in thin air  
You remind me of her, sort of, kind of  

You tilt your head just like she did  
Sip your drink slow, eyes full of storm  
And your laugh has got that crooked skid  
Like you’re trying not to be reborn  
I know that sounds like I’m reaching, but I swear:

It’s like déjà vu, but it’s in your skin  
And every word you say cuts just like then

Say what you said to me that night  
Say it soft like you did when the world felt right  
Say my name like it mattered then  
Before the silence started settling in  
Say, just say, and I might believe again  

You reach for sugar, spill a smile  
That’s exactly what she’d always do  
It lingers like perfume in denial  
Am I haunted or just missing the truth?  
I’m not saying you're her, I’m saying… I want you to be

It’s like déjà vu, or some old cruel trick  
But I’d kiss a ghost if the lips still stick  

Say what you said to me that night  
Say it raw like it burned, like it felt like flight  
Say my name like it hit your chest  
Like something broken you confessed  
Say, just say, and I might rest  

If you’re not her, then what are you doing  
Looking like memory slipped through the ruin?  
If you’re not her, then why’s my heart  
Bleeding like it never fell apart?

Say what you said to me that night  
Even if you lie, just hold me tight  
Say her lines if it helps me sleep  
Even if it’s shallow, even if it’s cheap  
Say, just say, and I won’t weep

A completely new song I wrote that's a bit of an homage to the old hard rock ballads of the 80s. Days gone by for sure! 
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Lyrics © Señor Barends

Days gone by
Will be remembered
Till they fade to grey
To forever stay away

What happened in the past
Wouldn’t last, went by so fast
Days gone by left their trace
In the present and future days

You and me, we’re mates
We share coordinates
Same time, same place 
Moving at the same pace

Everything is connected
Even though undetected
Only to be revealed
When all the layers are peeled

The love we once shared
Can never be repaired
Mistakes cast in time
Like all forgotten crimes

Oh, yeah

We never had a chance
As time advanced
To say goodbye
To those days gone by

We share so much
With all that lives
We’re the hand that takes
And the hand that gives

You and me, we’re mates
We share coordinates
Same time, same place 
Moving at the same pace

Days gone by
Will be remembered.
Till they fade to grey
To forever stay away

Days Gone By ✌🎸🔥😎

A new song! A cover of of one of my instrumentals combined with new lyrics, put together by Suno 4.5.

Lyrics © Señor Barends

Last night I thought I heard you, wishful thinking I suppose
The stairs, they know the rhythm, the way the story goes
Where would we ever run to, to escape the things we change?
No one really knows, the truth is just too strange

Sometimes when I've prayed, I know I'll be saved
But I must forever hide, the secrets deeply paved
I believe in something, so I'll walk a path apart
As long as I’m alive, I can make a new start

In my own eyes, I see your face again
What matters is letting go of what used to be
I always try to understand, and try not to feel sad
But it seems so many others are lost to what's bad

Where would we wander if time forgot our names?  
Should we have written it down, just in case?
With our names gone, how do we know we’ve been called?
All I know is, I’ve been loved, a truth I can now hold

Maybe you’ll come back again, like a dream in my hands  
Sometimes I pray, like there’s someone out there
I was numb, you were unforgettable, or so it seems
I kept waiting, but now I’m far from such dreams

Sometimes when I'm lost, I know I'll be found
But I must keep going, there’s no turning around
I believe in something, so I'll walk a path apart
As long as I’m alive, I can make a new start

In the corner of my eyes, your face returns  
But every time I reach, something burns  
And what we gave, it broke, it bled
At least I can forget
About the words I said

Sometimes

We can't stop Cruisin'

This is one of my older songs that I remade as Blues / Metal fusion with lots of guitar.🎸

State of Mind

Good Old Cars

Got an old Chevy and sittin’ in the sun,
The time has come, now let's have some fun,
Been parked there in the garage, way to long.
Now it's time to shine, to the rhythm of a good old song.

So let’s get down to business, honey,
With a boogie-woogie feeling, all day is sunny,
Don't think about tomorrow, just kick all the sorrows,
Rollin’ down the highway, heading for tomorrow.

Good old cars, they don’t talk so much,
But they whisper stories with that low-down touch,
Engine’s hummin’, listen to the rhythm divine,
Turn the music up, and we’ll make everything shine.

So let’s get down to business, honey,
With a boogie-woogie beat we'll gonna make it,
Don't think abot tomorrow, just let's hit the road,
Rollin' down the highway, just feel the flow.

Spark plugs and chrome, a twist with the key,
We’ll ride on the waves of Rock n Roll, can't you see,
With a Rock n Roll sound and the bass that thumps,
We gonna dance in the moonlight, feel that heart pump.

So let’s get down to business, honey,
With a boogie-woogie groove and that engine roar.
We’ll make everything works, just hittin' the road,
Now Rollin’ down the highway, feelin' that flow.

So grab those keys and let’s get going,
Good old rides, they were made to be rolling,
In the rearview mirror a glance, and the future right ahead,
Just Livin’ it loud, rolling down the road, no more said.

© 2025 Flarran Stuff, Sweden.

Good Old Cars

Robby Rockabilly is the artist name and avatar of singer-songwriter Robert Adolfsson from the Nordic country Sweden. He writes and produces his own lyrics, plays guitar and keyboard, and sings.

He creates both acoustic music and songs produced with the help of AI in the final stages.
Robby loves making music in genres like rock’n’roll, pop rock, old-school rockabilly, and fusion styles that blend rock, country, pop, and hard rock.
Thank you for listening and liking my music!

We can't stop Cruisin'

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