
[Verse 1]
Buddy called, said, “Whatcha into?”
I said, “Piddlin’ — messin’ with the A/C, too
Lookin’ at a car I’ll never buy
Wrote a line or two, let the day slide by”

[Verse 2]
Stared out the window, cracked a grin
Filmed a hummin’ bird buzzin’ in the wind
Helped pull a golf cart out the mud
Found a Fireball, gave it a tug

[Chorus]
Ain’t done much, but it’s feelin’ right
Call it killin’ time, I call it life
Ain’t rich, but hell — I’m paid
In slow days, sun rays, and lemonade

[Bridge]
Started a book, forgot the plot
Think it’s ‘bout a girl or maybe not

[Chorus – repeat]
Ain’t done much, but it’s feelin’ right
Call it killin’ time, I call it life
Ain’t rich, but hell — I’m paid
In slow days, sun rays, and lemonade

[Outro – spoken or sung]
Found a Fireball under the seat…
Ate it.
Good day.

Slow Days, Sun Rays, and Lemonade

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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