Whiskey, I'm Gone

You may think you “know”about life in the tougher parts of town, because you’ve listened to rap music, but the truth is, we never know what it’s like unless we grew up in those spots. I empathize, but I don’t know what it’s like.

Slab Swangin - demo.m4a

Lyrics and music by Rowdy Miller

She was a whisky drinking
camel smokin 
deep frying
queen of the south

She kissed her mom and daddy 
and every boy in town with her
sailor mouth

Every Friday night
she slippin out the back door
and headin’ to town

Yeah she lookin’ for a good time and
Never say no
when a cowboy comes ‘round

Jimmy was a South Texas
rough necking
son of a gun 

He did some time up in Huntsville
when the sheriff caught him on the run

but he’s been clean
for a spell now he’s just coming off parole

Yeah life was lookin’ up for Jimmy
until the night he met Jeannie
on the dance floor

Aww hell, here comes trouble
Yeah there’s trouble on the dance floor
Just back up and watch the show
Jimmy and Jeannie
Gonna go go go

Jeannie caught his eye
now they’re dancing
like a house on fire

They were two-steppin’
Dip flippin’
bouncin’ like birds on a wire

Then a crowd gathered ‘round
they were clappin’ and
cheering ‘em on

Ol’ Jimmie didn’t know
Jeannie had a man
who was madder ‘an hell
when he made the band stop the song

Aww hell, here comes trouble
Yeah there’s trouble on the dance floor
Just back up and watch the show
Jimmy and Jeannie
Gonna go go go

Well Jeannie’s man
thought he had the upper hand
Made a fateful choice
That he would take a stand
He stepped up to Jimmie 
Toe to toe
Knocked his hat
On the floor
Jimmie hit him with a country right
and the fight was on
somewhere in the melee
someone pulled a switch blade
Now Jeannie’s man is dead
On the floor
Someone called the constable
But the hall was full
And when they looked around
Two were gone
Aw hell
There goes trouble

Here Comes Trouble

Jade LaMarche - vocals
Shane Chaves - drums
Jordan David - keys, vocals, bass
Produced by Mike Elmer at Hannah Road Studios
Words and Music by Jordan David

The safest and most dangerous
thing you can do is tell the truth.

You know I would if I had half the chance,
and you know I should anyway.
Won't you relieve my distress,
won't you bury my dead.

So tell me stranger,
what'll it be?
It's gonna happen,
wait and see.
These games you play, games you play, games you play...

Well you know I would if I had half the chance,
and you know I should anyway.
Won't you relieve my distress.
Won't you bury my dead.
I've been asking for some time.

I want to know
can you hear me?
I want to know,
can you hear me?

Here Comes Trouble

Rowdy Miller

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