Copper Sunburn is dust on the boots and smoke in the rafters. Fiddle, pedal steel, harmonica, and Telecaster ride a rhythm section that knows barrooms, barns, and long drives after last call. The songs trace small-town vows and bad timing: the shine that pays the bills, the love that won’t stay put, and the kind of trouble that starts with a favor and ends with a prayer. Arrangements lean warm and human — front-porch acoustics, two-step shuffles, slow waltzes, and highway ballads — with a baritone vocal telling the truth without polishing it. No filler. Every track lands a scene and hands the night to the next one.

Pawn Ticket Moon

Forty Acres of Rain

Stray Horse Motel

Trailer 12, Eviction Day

Lobby at High Noon

A Southern Rock–Blues ballad about turning pain into strength.
“Scars Made of Gold” tells the story of healing, redemption, and the beauty in imperfection. With smoky guitars, warm organ tones, and a raw, human vocal, it’s a song for anyone who’s walked through the fire and come out shining brighter.

Every scar has a story — this one’s about learning to wear yours with pride.

Scars Made of Gold

“Rambler” is the anthem of a wanderer — a gritty, soulful journey down open highways and forgotten roads. Blending raw guitar tones with honest vocals and a driving rhythm, this track captures the spirit of movement, independence, and chasing something just beyond the horizon. Perfect for long drives, campfires, and anyone who carries the road in their heart.

Rambler

Voice over, music choice, and final mix by me. Script copy by AI. Everything else is real. 

CONVERSATIONAL - Hartland Insurance VO

“Headlights and Halos” is a Southern rock-blues anthem about redemption on the open road. Gritty guitars, highway thunder, and heartache collide as Frost Livingston sings about finding light in the darkness — chasing salvation between the lines of asphalt and sin. It’s a song for late-night drives, broken souls, and anyone who’s ever prayed behind the wheel.

8. High Beams & Haloes

Family Trust is a folk-Americana story about what we inherit that money can’t measure. A lone woman’s voice carries the weight of a childhood stitched together with patched jeans, leaky roofs, long roads, and the kind of love that doesn’t show up on paper. It’s about surviving the lean years, watching your family scatter, and holding onto the one thing no storm can touch. Acoustic guitars, gentle harmonies, and a rootsy warmth shape this into a quiet anthem for anyone who learned strength the hard way — through grit, scars, and the people who kept you going.

LYRICS
(C)2025 Ggreg Snyder

[Verse 1]
Mama kept the ledger in an old tin can,
Pa built fences with his weathered hands.
We didn’t have much, but we made it through,
Patchin’ old jeans and payin’ dues.
Mornin’ light cuttin’ through the rust,
Shinin’ soft on that family trust.

[Chorus]
Money slips fast like a worn-out wheel,
Good times bend under weight you feel.
Write it all down in a will if you must —
But what I’m holdin’ onto is a family trust.

[Verse 2]
Sister went south for a ten-buck dream,
Says she’s fine… but it ain’t what it seems.
Brother keeps tryin’ to mend his ways,
Still chasin’ ghosts from our younger days.
Roof leaks some, so the rain gets cussed —
That’s the frame of a family trust.

[Chorus]
Money fades quick when the grind gets hard,
Every rough day puts you on your guard.
You can stack your gold ’til the seams go bust —
But what I’m holdin’ onto is a family trust.

[Bridge]
Ain’t bonds or deeds — it’s the love we seed,
The roots still hold, when your heart still bleeds.
Scars and stories marked in dust —
That’s the yield from a family trust.

[Verse 3 – quieter]
Now my hands have lines like my father’s face,
And the kids run wild in this broken place.
Got a few bills due and a little saved,
But the wealth I’ve got can’t be appraised.
No pity owed for a life unjust —
Just the promise of a family trust.

[Final Chorus]
Money slips fast when the winds turn mean,
Dreams lose shine but they don’t go clean.
Stand your ground when the flames combust —
All I’m holdin’ onto is a family trust.

[Outro – soft]
When the lights go dim and the workday’s done,
All that stays is where we come from.
That’s the gold no time can touch —
Our family trust.
 

Family Trust

Southern blues and country-rock storyteller turning scars into songs. Raw, real, and road-born — this is Frost Livingston.

Original Outlaw & Blues Rock – Soulful, raw, and timeless. Weekly releases of original music that move, inspire, and tell stories.

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Ggreg is a native of San Jose, CA, currently living in Las Vegas, NV. He is a singer/songwriter, as well as an actor, playwright and voice over artist. Member SAG-AFTRA, AEA, ASCAP, NSAI.

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