[Verse 1]
Met the NATO boys in a big ol’ hall
One leaned in, said, “You the man, y’all”
I tipped my hat, gave a wink and grin
Said, “Son, you can call me Daddy again”
I’m rollin’ deep like an old John Wayne
Makin’ deals while they go insane
They write me off but they still tune in
Guess they miss their Daddy in the lion’s den

[Chorus]
They shoot, they hide, I’m MAGA ridin’ high
On a gold-plated eagle in a red-state sky
They plot, they cry, but I don’t even blink
I’m killin’ wars on distant shores while they pour another drink
You call it crazy, I call it guts
They call me Daddy ‘cause I don’t back up
So light the torch and hold it steady—
Thanks, son… you can call me Daddy

[Verse 2]
Men tried to kill me with a crooked pen
Tried to bury the truth with CNN
But I rise like oil from a Texas field
Got a flag on my back and a will of steel
I ain’t no saint but I ain’t no pawn
I’m a cowboy storm with my boots still on
From the backroads clear to the global stage
They still chant my name like a midnight rage

[Chorus]
They shoot, they hide, I’m MAGA ridin’ high
On a gold-plated eagle in a red-state sky
They plot, they cry, but I don’t even blink
I’m killin’ wars on distant shores while they pour another drink
You call it reckless, I call it ready—
Thanks again, you can call me Daddy

[Bridge]
I don’t flinch, don’t fold, don’t fake the fight
I roll deep like thunder on a Friday night
Might be banned, might be feared, might be bold and bratty
But even my haters say, “Damn… that’s Daddy”

[Final Chorus]
They shoot, they hide, I’m MAGA ridin’ high
Got a freight train faith you can’t deny
They run, they lie, I just keep swingin’ steady
Hell or high water—I’m still your Daddy

[Outro Spoken]
"You like me? He likes me...
Well, thank ya son—
Go on… call me Daddy."

June 30, 2025 at 12:45 PM

Call me Daddy

Storm‑soaked southern rock anthem | Epic guitar solo & highway grit | New 2025 release

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[Verse 1]
Drop the rent in the mailbox ’fore the frost can bite the wire,
Kick that John-Deere into howlin’, carve the rows like razor fire.
If a whistle in the dark hauls me clean beyond the pine,
Hang my hat on Mama’s porch—let that brim define the line.
[Chorus]
Highway steals my shadow, moon forgets my name,  
Raise a glass to starlight, keep the porch-hog flame
Stand tall through thunder, laugh when the rain comes down—  
Outlaw blood rides with you even when I’m not around.
[Verse 2]
Pass the skillet Sunday evenin’, gravy fogs the windowpane,
Swap tall tales with your brother till the blues back-off the chain.
When the dogwoods blaze like lanterns, drag a hook where catfish grin,
Keep your heart a loaded six-gun—don’t let sorrow settle in.
[Chorus]
Highway steals my shadow, moon forgets my name,  
Raise a glass to starlight, keep the porch-hog flame
Stand tall through thunder, laugh when the rain comes down—  
Outlaw blood rides with you even when I’m not around.
[Bridge]
Love you fierce as river gospel, proud as thunder off the ridge;
Hear my voice in every fiddle when the lonely hits the bridge.
[Chorus]
Highway steals my shadow, moon forgets my name,  
Raise a glass to starlight, keep the porch-hog flame
Stand tall through thunder, laugh when the rain comes down—  
Outlaw blood rides with you even when I’m not around.

Secrets in the Rolling Storm

Outlaw country meets gritty rock—“Trigger‑Finger Truce” will light up your playlist tonight.

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[Verse 1]
Load your silver-tongue bullets, line ’em up midnight-bright,
Spin that cylinder of gossip in the saloon’s red-eye light.
I’ll tip my brim to the echoes, let the barstools decide,
’Cause a hair-trigger temper leaves no place to hide.
You’re itching to scorch me with kerosene talk,
But my holster stays snapped while I finish my walk.
[Chorus]
So fire away, sweet tornado — loose every storm in your mind;
Your thunder can’t rattle the calm I keep holstered and primed.
Let your six-shooter sentences ricochet wild through the night;
I’m the chill-hearted outlaw who won’t take the bait for a fight.
[Verse 2]
I’ve bartered sins for redemption down dust-swept county lines,
Heard steel bars sing hymns to my half-reckoned crimes.
I’ve wrestled with whiskey—lost rounds, won a few—
Found peace in the trigger I refused to pull through.
Your words crack like bullwhips on hot desert sand,
But I’m hitchin’ my courage where the lonesome winds stand.
[Chorus]
Yeah, blaze away, wild cyclone — let every grievance ignite;
Your sparks can’t consume me—I’m soaked in moon-shaded light.
Unload every grudge till the chamber spins empty and cold;
I’m the steady-eyed drifter no bullet of bitterness holds.
[Verse 3]
I’ve watched quick-draw lovers fall flat on their pride,
Left broken guitar strings where promises died.
So I carry my silence like a badge on my vest,
Knowing mercy beats vengeance in any old test.
When the smoke clears at sunrise and the last echoes fade,
We’ll sift through the ashes of the choices we made.
[Chorus]
So fire away, midnight tempest — let the last sortie fly;
Your powder-burnt language can’t black out my sky.
When the barrels run empty and the echoes grow thin,
I’ll still keep my holster closed… and my heart bullet-proof within.

Trigger-Finger Truce

"Raggartjej med Gasen i Botten" är en kraftfull och energisk anthem som bryter könsstereotyper inom raggarmusiken genom att presentera en stark, självsäker kvinnlig protagonist som äger både vägen och sitt eget öde. Produktionen kombinerar skickligt pedal steel guitar med svensk fiddla och trucking-inspirerade rytmer, vilket skapar en unik ljudbild som både hedrar raggartraditionen och moderniserar den med kvinnlig energi. Den starka sångprestationen levererar texten med perfekt uttal och en övertygande blandning av tuffhet och charm som gör raggar-tjejen till en trovärdig och imponerande karaktär som inte backar för någon. Textmässigt utmanar låten traditionella raggarstereotyper genom att låta kvinnan vara den som har kontroll över situationen - hon har "gasen i botten", hon kör som hon vill, och män får följa hennes spelregler eller lämnas bakom. Låten fångar autentisk raggarkultur med referenser till Shell-mackar, pilsner, läderjackor och motorljud, men vänder maktdynamiken genom att göra kvinnan till den dominanta kraften. De instrumentala delarna, särskilt duetten mellan steel guitar och fiddla och bridgens vilda solon, förstärker låtens rebelliska energi och visar på musikalisk skicklighet som matchar textens attityd. "Raggartjej med Gasen i Botten" är en modern klassiker som kommer att resonera starkt med både raggar-entusiaster och alla som uppskattar musik om starka, oberoende kvinnor - en låt som visar att raggarkultur inte behöver vara exklusivt manlig, och att de starkaste raggarna kanske faktiskt är kvinnorna som vågar ta plats i en traditionellt mansdominerad värld.

Raggartjej med Gasen i Botten

Whiskey‑fueled guitars & outlaw love—hit play on the desert anthem you need today!

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[Verse 1]
I torched my paycheck in a border bar, no rescue line in sight,
Let rye baptize my worries in that ragged neon light.
You rolled in loud as thunder on a midnight desert train,
Turned my last-call dirge to glory on a steel-string refrain.
[Chorus]
You’re rebel-smooth, like tavern whiskey smuggled through the pines,
Sweet as secret orchard fire dripping down the summer vines.
Warm as saddle brandy when the north wind bites and bends,
And I chase the wildfire of your love ’til the long night dies.
[Verse 2]
I dug for grace in empty glass—found nothing but the sound
Of promises that cracked like ice beneath the jukebox ground.
Then your mercy spilled like rivers where the canyon never dried,
Now the wanted posters curl, ’cause your light burned off my ride.
[Chorus]
You’re rebel-smooth, like tavern whiskey smuggled through the pines,
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Warm as saddle brandy when the north wind bites and bends,
And I chase the wildfire of your love ’til the long night dies.
[Chorus]
You’re rebel-smooth, like tavern whiskey smuggled through the pines,
Sweet as secret orchard fire dripping down the summer vines.
Warm as saddle brandy when the north wind bites and bends,
And I chase the wildfire of your love ’til the long night dies.

Outlaw Heart on the Rocks

Bourbon blaze & dusty beats—hit play on the hottest outlaw story song this year

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[Verse 1]
Parked my rust-bit Dodge where the blacktop cracks,
River keeps time on abandoned tracks.
Heard of day-rate gravel work past Devil’s Ridge,
I’ll chase that rumor till the gas light quits.
[Chorus]
Tip that brimstone bourbon neat,
Hell runs cooler than this scorched-out street.
If Lucifer’s clerk’s got an open file,
I’d trade these blues for a burning mile.
[Verse 2]
Foreman flips quarters while our ribs keep score,
Shingles leak hymns through a tar-paper floor.
Sweat buys a minute, then the minute turns mean—
Hope’s just a ghost in a slot machine.
[Chorus]
Tip that brimstone bourbon neat,
Hell runs cooler than this scorched-out street.
If Lucifer’s clerk’s got an open file,
I’d trade these blues for a burning mile.
[Chorus]
Tip that brimstone bourbon neat,
Hell runs cooler than this scorched-out street.
If Lucifer’s clerk’s got an open file,
I’d trade these blues for a burning mile.

Last Call at the Furnace Line

Lyin' Eyes

A raw, redemptive country rock ballad about owning past mistakes and fighting for a second chance. With gritty emotion and a powerful climb, it tells the story of a man clawing out of the dark—ready to tear down walls, rebuild love, and finally make things right.

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Long Time Coming

What's it all for

Southern Rock × Alt Country | Dusty Boots, Twangy Riffs, Midnight Miles

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[Verse 1] 
Scribblin’ thunder on a diner bill, coffee ring for a seal,  
Swapped my steel-toe sins for a vow I meant to keep for real
But wanderlust is a pistol—won’t stay holstered in a cage,  
So I kiss her, lift the throttle, let the story set the stage.  
[Chorus] 
I keep flippin’ through the chapters of a renegade decree,  
Where the highway hymns are written in D-minor and gasoline.  
World keeps scribblin’ question marks across my rusted frame—  
I don’t chase the final sentence; I just flip another page.  
[Verse 2] 
Got the missus, mutt, and an old Ford van, half rust, half grace,  
We haunt dead-end honky-tonks where broken jukeboxes pace.  
The FM dial went plastic, all that glitter laced with fade,  
But smoky bars remember me when the neon starts to fray.  
[Chorus x2] 
I keep flippin’ through the chapters of a renegade decree,  
Where the highway hymns are written in D-minor and gasoline.  
World keeps scribblin’ question marks across my rusted frame—  
I don’t chase the final sentence; I just flip another page.

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Rock n roll has been a fun ride but for now county is calling the soul once again. You can easily navigate genres in the Playlist section.

Strumming their way through heartbreak, hilarity, and highway hijinks, The Artificial Home Wreckers are a country rock band like no other. Born from a chance encounter at a roadside diner with a broken jukebox, these renegades of rhythm specialize in songs that sound like a wild Friday night and feel like a hungover Saturday morning.

Their music is a cocktail of twangy guitars, foot-stomping beats, and lyrics that toe the line between tragic and downright ridiculous. From ballads about exes who "borrowed" their truck (and forgot to return it) to anthems about that one unforgettable karaoke night gone horribly wrong, they’ve got a tune for every lovable misfit out there.

Catch them on tour (if their GPS actually works this time), and remember their motto: “Breaking homes one chorus at a time!”

GTL Music Promotions is the artistic label of Peter Irvine, a songwriter, music producer, and keyboardist based in Bellshill, Glasgow, Scotland. Although he co-owns a logistics business, music remains his passionate hobby. His compositions span various genres, characterized by emotive melodies and storytelling drawn from personal experiences.
With 34 songs & 9 instrumentals released to date.

I’m JD Hodge — Oklahoma-born, red dirt-raised, and songwriting for over 30 years.

In 2024, I flatlined on an operating table. Cardiac arrest. Everything changed.

When I came back, the words came with me — like they’d been waiting their turn. Since then, the songs haven’t stopped. I write what’s real: struggle, hope, grit, and grace — stories meant to be felt.

You’ll hear pieces of my past, my people, and the kind of heartland truth you can’t fake. These songs aren’t just mine — they’re for anyone who’s fought through silence and still found a voice.

Retired • Lyricist • Country • Americana • Acoustic Soul
Oklahoma, USA
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Wes Ryan is a country music artist hailing from Abilene, Texas. With a blend of modern Nashville sound and authentic small-town storytelling, Wes's music is a reflection of life’s highs, lows, and everything in between. His songs evoke nostalgia, raw emotion, and a deep love for the country way of life, often inspired by his Texas roots.

From the upbeat, sun-soaked vibes of "Fireflies in a Mason Jar" to the introspective ballads like "Something I Should've Said", Wes's music captures the spirit of both the past and present. With heartfelt lyrics and melodies that resonate, Wes Ryan is one to watch in the country music scene.

Follow along as Wes continues to tell his story, one song at a time.

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Hot country from cold Sweden. An artist collaboration between Stockholm and Nashville, USA. Steph Upper has a surreal, outsider quality to their music, with the Nashville sound combined with great hooks from their Swedish heritage.

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