Name: Tough as Nails by Stan Countz in Hot Tracks
Duration: 3 min 58 s
Description: God's love - it never fails, it's tough as nails...

Tracks written and arranged by Stan Countz

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Song about how people that were discounted as crackpots a while back are now emerging as prophets.

They're Callin' Me Right

Song about how God is always there no matter what is happening all around us and how He gave His all.

You Always Gave Your All

I wanna be a man of valor and make a brand new start
A man of prayer and power, a man after God’s own heart


A Man After God's Own Heart

Can we get back to the way it used to be?


The Way It Used to Be

Advice to my daughters after the passing of their mom

Your Mother and I

God's love - it never fails, it's tough as nails...

Tough as Nails

Step into a rush of neon hope and beat-driven liberation—“Beautiful Life” is the anthem of rising from heartbreak and reclaiming joy on your own terms. Driven by electrifying synths, pulsing bass, and unapologetic truth, this empowerment electro-pop banger is for anyone who’s ready to dance away the ghosts of yesterday. For the dreamers, the survivors, and the ones who know that sometimes the only savior you need is the music.

Beautiful Life

The Lord is my shepherd
I shall not want
To Him I'm special
His chosen vessel

I walk through the valley
Of the shadow of death
My faith may be feeble
But I'll fear no evil

Cuz I'm His sheep
The sheep - of His pasture
He'll keep - me from disaster
He's my king - and my master

I felt I'd been cursed
So I gave Him control
Said seek His kingdom first
So I gave Him my soul

I wanted Him to know
When no one's around
That I am - on the level
Not defiant, not a rebel

Cuz I'm His sheep
The sheep - of His pasture
He'll keep - me from disaster
He's my king - and my master

Oooh, oooh, he's knocking at your door
Let Him in and make Him your Lord
He'll forgive you of your sin
So give your love to Him
And run, run, run to Him

He makes me lie down
In pastures green
His rod and his staff
They comfort me

We've fallen asleep
But just like Jacob
We need to wake up
He won't forsake us
He died to save us

I'm His sheep
The sheep - of His pasture
He'll keep - me from disaster
He's my king - and my master

Oooh, oooh, he's knocking at your door
Let Him in and make Him your Lord
He'll forgive you of your sin
So give your love to Him
And run, run, run to Him

I'm His Sheep

Who knew and who could predict
We'd get our kicks on Route Sixty Six?
Who knew? Who could truly see?
Who blew the bugle in Company B?

Sometimes, to find the truth, you have to root around and dig
Who knew and who could predict that a little frog and a pig
Would be the start -- the start of somethin' big?

I can still recall the time of day
The day they shot JFK
Boy were we all surprised to see
The rise and fall of Doctor King

We liked Ike and Dick Van Dyke
And rode our Schwinn bike or took a bus to school
Every night they tucked us into bed
While watchin' Mr. Ed and Francis the Talking Mule

They taught us to do what the Bible said
and to follow the golden rule
Or they took us behind the woodshed
Or put us in the corner on a stool

When we could and when we were able
We prayed together round the kitchen table
And thanked the Lord for our daily bread
We wore PF Flyers and Keds

Before Tivo, satellite, WIFI and cable
Our heroes were guys like Clark Gable
John Wayne, Doris Day n Betty Grabel
They weren't just famous stars or fables

We watched Red Skelton and Milton Berle
Dudley Do Right always got the girl
Ma and Pa Kettle and Minnie Pearl
And Rocky the Flying Squirrel

For math in class we used a slide rule
No one had a cell or a swimmin' pool
Our phone was still owned by Maw Bell
Slip and Slide kept us pretty cool

Bob and Bing did their road show thing
Jerry and Dean were still sharin' the screen
Chuck Berry was singin' bout his ding a ling
Jan and Dean really made the scene

Dylan could write but he could barely sing
The Beatles never missed a beat
Couldn't stop groovin' n movin' our feet
We were livin' in a Yellow Submarine

James Dean cruisin' in his silver death machine
Toward his last and best and final scene
Loved Beanie n Cecil and Mister Green Jeans
Shoulda seen what we paid for diesel and gasoline

We loved cartoons at the matinee
Babe Ruth and Willy Mays
Danny Thomas n Danny Kaye
Jed Clampett and Ellie May

Sometimes, to find the truth, you gotta root around n dig
Who knew n who could predict that a little frog n a pig
Would be the start, the start of somethin' big
The start of somethin' big...

The Start of Somethin' Big

They're ree-wriiting all our history
And re-defiining our biology
They're ditchin' our science books
Our politicians are lyyin' crooks

Sometimes I'm asked "So what's the use?"
If the masses only - knew the truuth
If we could get back to our rooots
What a beautiful place this could be

We walk by faith n not by sight
He came that we might have life
The truth cuts just like a knife
And often strikes subtlely

I ain't makin' no apology
Got no degree in criminology
But not all officers are bad cops
The left has made us all a laughingstock

But I'm sometimes watchin' "fake news"
And if they would only - say the truth
I'd be the first one to - break the news
And it wouldn't be grudgingly

We walk by faith n not by sight
He came that we might have life
The truth cuts just like a knife
And often strikes suddenly

Now I don't claim to have the perfect solution
But, in my heart, I do believe
That havin' a peaceful revolution
Would be a great excuse for a jubilee

If we could just sort out the truth
And support the red, white n blue
If the courts had the slightest clue
What a beautiful place this might be

Now I'm no expert on the constitution
But, in my heart, I do believe
That havin' a peaceful revolution
Would be a great excuse for a jubilee

Why all this drama 'bout biology
I ain't yo mama and don't wanna be
We the people need to stop sometimes
Get rid of people that are soft on crime

Usin' Uncle Sam to their advantage
If I could give 'em a knuckle sandwich
What a beautiful place this could be
What a beautiful place this could be


Peaceful Revolution
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Peaceful Revolution

Ohh, my God, I'm starving
I've hungered for your word
A long, lonely time
And time slips by so slowly

My heart's been moved and stirred
I'm de branch, You're de vine
On Your love I - stand secure
Help me let my light shine

You gave Your life for me - set me free, (set me free)
I was drowning in the sea of sin and You rescued me
He whom the Son sets free - is free indeed, (free indeed)
You proved Your love for me and I will love You for eternity

Oh, my God, I'm starving
I've hungered, hungered
For Your touch
A long, lonely time

You loved the world so much
You gave Your only son, who died for us
You were bruised for love, moved by love
God you proved Your love for me
And I'll love You for eternity

You gave Your life for me - set me free, (set me free)
I was drowning in the sea of sin and You rescued me
He whom the Son sets free - is free indeed, (free indeed)
You've shown Your grace to me, faithfully
And I will love You for eternity

Lord, You loved the world so much
You gave Your only son, who died for us
He was bruised for love, moved by love
God you proved Your love for me

You went way beyond the call of duty
Traded my ashes for Your beauty
And I'll be grateful for eternity
Grateful for eternity

For Eternity

Ohh Lord, my God
When I observe Your creation
I stand in awe at your marvelous handiwork
We just lost the voice of a generation
When a bullet was launched
Into the neck of Charlie Kirk

My heart's been moved and stirred
As I observe with fascination
How all things work together for good
For those who are called to salvation

You gave Your life for me - set me free, (set me free)
I was drowning in the sea of sin and You rescued me
He whom the Son sets free - is free indeed, (free indeed)
You were bruised for love, moved by love
God you proved Your love for me
And I will love You for eternity

Ohh Lord, my God
I pray for this next generation
May they see beyond the flaws of the church
And be a source of courage and inspiration
And, Lord, deliver them from temptation
May they prove their faith by their works

My heart's been moved and stirred
As I observe with fascination
How all things work together for good
For those who are called to salvation

You loved the world so much
You sent Your son to die for us
You were bruised for love, moved by love
God you proved Your love for us
You knew we were but dust
But we traded love for lust
And threw You under the bus

You gave Your life for me - set me free, (set me free)
I was drowning in the sea of sin and You rescued me
He whom the Son sets free - is free indeed, (free indeed)
When I disobeyed, You chastened me
Showed Your grace to me, faithfully
And I'll be grateful for eternity

You loved the world so much
You sent Your son to die for us
You were bruised for love, moved by love
God you proved Your love for us

You went way beyond the call of duty
Traded my ashes for Your beauty
And I'll be grateful for eternity
Grateful for eternity 

Grateful For Eternity

She had escaped the fighting in Ukraine
He stabbed a refugee on a light-rail train
She'd fled bombs, just wantin’ to feel safe
But she couldn't escape his wanton blade

He'd been jailed and freed dozens of times
Cashless bail took her freedom in her prime
The system broke down, the guilty walked free.
Then Charlie spoke out for what he believed

And while he spoke out, they pointed a gun
They blew the lights out of an anointed son
Wanna keep us down. Don't want us raisin' our head
If we speak the truth loud — they wanna paint us red

Which side of the aisle you're on, ought not apply
It doesn't really matter, when it’s your time to die
We need to stand for truth. The case is open n shut
They're all in cahoots — deep state power corrupts

Facts have to speak when lies set back the truth
Need to stop actin' like sheep n get back to our roots
We need to stand for Iryna, and stand for the truth
Need to stand for Charlie, our land and our youth

They flipped the script — claimed lies were truth
If we plant bad seeds, we're gonna get bad fruit
Charlie’s last words — broke the still of the night
What good is free speech, if you're killed in the fight?

Facts have to speak when lies set back the truth
Need to stop actin' like sheep n get back to our roots
We need to stand for Iryna, and stand for the truth
Need to stand up for Charlie, our land and our youth

If we stand up, they shoot. The case is open n shut
They're all in cahoots — deep state power corrupts
We need to stand for truth - the case is open n shut
They're all in cahoots — deep state power corrupts

Power Corrupts

Stand for Truth

Been watching the news tonight
Families waiting by their phones
Praying for the ones they love
Crying tears of joy and hope

Every day feels like a year
When the one you love is gone
But now there's change in the air
This nightmare's gone on too long

Maybe tomorrow will be different
Maybe this fear will drain away
Maybe the world won't be indifferent
Maybe peace is here to stay

They're finally coming home
I can feel it in my bones
They're finally coming home
We won't need to cry alone

I can feel it in my heart
I'm surprised and amazed
Could this be the start
The start of better days?

I've been tryin' not to think about
What they've been going through
I've been fighting fear and doubt
But dreams can still come true

Maybe tomorrow will be different
Maybe this fear will drain away
Maybe the world won't be indifferent
Maybe peace is here to stay

They're finally coming home
I can feel it in my bones
They're finally coming home
We won't need to cry alone

I can feel it in my heart
I'm surprised and amazed
Could this be the start
The start of better days?

I close my eyes and see a world
Where children are loved n well fed
Where moms don't have to worry
And dads tuck their kids into bed

Maybe tomorrow will be different
Maybe this fear will drain away
Maybe the world won't be indifferent
Maybe peace is here to stay

They're finally coming home
I can feel it in my bones
They're finally coming home
We won't need to cry alone

I can feel it in my heart
I'm surprised and amazed
Could this be the start
The start of better days?

This could be the start
The start of better days!
This could be the start
The start of better days!

The Start of Better Days

You like to walk in the rain
But don't like to get wet
Scream in pain when I bet
But bet on green in roulette

You like to drive to the mountains
But you're afraid of heights
You love hearts and flowers
But hate bugs and flies

Love birds and butterflies
But hate furry caterpillars
Watch murder mysteries
To determine the killer

You're a riddle, an enigma
A puzzle, a conundrum
Where'd these neuroses
Originally come from?

Maybe we can trace 'em
Back to your roots
I wish I could erase 'em
To tell you the truth

You like to take photos
Near rivers and lakes
But hate mosquitoes
and slithery snakes

You like to go to the beach
But swim like a frog with your legs
You like to eat quiche
But you're allergic to eggs

You're a riddle, an enigma
A puzzle, a conundrum
Where'd these neuroses
Originally come from?

Maybe we can trace 'em
Back to your youth
I wish I could erase 'em
To tell you the truth

I wish I could make your fears disappear
That you'd stop replaying that same ol' tape
But let me make myself perfectly clear
I'd rather deal with your fears than plan my escape

You're a riddle, an enigma
A puzzle, a conundrum
Where'd these neuroses
Originally come from?

Maybe we can trace 'em
Back to your youth
I wish I could erase 'em
To tell you the truth

Maybe we can trace 'em
Back to your roots
I wish I could erase 'em
To tell you the truth

To Tell You the Truth

Songwriter. Storyteller. Sound pioneer, Stan Countz is a genre-bending songwriter with over 300 original songs under his belt — a true craftsman of lyric and melody. From his debut track “Those Hap Happy Days” in 2005, a nostalgic tribute to the golden era of the ’50s and ’60s, Stan has built a musical legacy rooted in meaning, melody, and message.

Writing under the moniker Stan and Be Counted, he stands tall in the world of music as both a creator and a voice of purpose. His catalog spans a kaleidoscope of genres — from contemporary Christian rock and gospel to EDM, country pop, blues, R&B, hip hop, folk, and beyond. Each song is a reflection of his passion for storytelling and his desire to uplift, challenge, and connect.

Whether crafting soul-stirring love ballads, foot-tapping jingles, or heart-pounding hard rock anthems, Stan brings a rare blend of versatility, depth, and soul to every track. He doesn't just write songs — he writes moments you can feel.

Stan Countz is more than an artist — he’s a movement. A call to stand... and be counted. He is a prolific lyricist and lives in Denison, Texas with his artist/photographer wife. 

If you're an Artist looking for a song for the next hit, send me a message. Who knows, I may have a gem and a #1 hit for us both!

Tough as Nails

Stan Countz

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