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

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!

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