Wagon Wheel

Verse 1)                      
Granddaddy wired up this town,
Ran the lines when the sun went down.
He’d say, “Boy, when the world gets dark,
We keep the fire, we spark the spark.”

(Verse 2)
Mama worked at the old plant line,
Built the bulbs, made shine.
Said, “Ain’t just glass, ain't just steel,
It’s a little bit of hope you can see and feel.”

(Chorus)
We’re lighting up the world, one street at a time,
From the neon glow to the front porch shine.
Through the thunder, through the rain,
We bring the glow, we fight the flame.
We ain't just working, we’re keeping dreams alive,
Lighting up the world, making sure it thrives.

(Verse 3)
Late nights on the highway road,
Truckers count on that exit glow.
City streets and countryside,
Every light’s got a story inside.

(Bridge)
Storm rolls in, the power fades,
Linemen climb to save the day.
Flipping switches, fixing wires,
Bringing back that steady fire.

(Chorus)
We’re lighting up the world, one street at a time,
From the neon glow to the front porch shine.
Through the thunder, through the rain,
We bring the glow, we fight the flame.
We ain't just working, we’re keeping dreams alive,
Lighting up the world, making sure it thrives.

(Outro)
So when you see that morning light,
Or a lamp on late at night,
Think about the hands that fight
To keep this world burning bright

lighting up the world,

Demo...better use Headphones... I came up with the story and wrote the lyrics
H. Stytz :  comp, guitars, leadvocals,arrangement
P.Harriman: bass , back.vocals ,add. arrangement
Pee Gee:      lyrics

When love stepped into my life it was like walking on air
I almost touched the sky.. it felt so good up there
Like an angel in high spirits on top of a cloud
It was a question of time when I would kiss the ground
Do you remember what you told me somewhere way back when
That we would go together through thick and thin
Like the flow of the water at the turn of the tide
I´m beginning to worry if you´re still on my side
Are you still on my side...on my side ?
Do you remember what you told me somewhere way back when
That we would go together through thick and thin
Do you remember what you promised  somewhere way back when
Baby, are you honest when your lips touch my skin
Like the flow of the water at the turn of the tide
I´m beginning to worry if you´re still on my side
Are you still on my side.......?  
Like the flow of the water at the turn of the tide
I´m beginning to worry if you´re still on my side
Are you still on my side....?

Are You Still On My Side     H.Stytz,P.Harriman

Dave Cooper sent me the lyrics and I had a tune in my head , with help from Kim on backing vocals we all came up with this , we do hope you like it ! The 3 of us have a really good Country Rock song out in a couple of weeks . Next up is a real rocker me and Kim adopted from Skippy ( Mary Augustson ) followed by a lovely song with lyrics by Tony Harris with an Easter theme . Charlotte and I have just finished a beautiful song , so that will be out soon as well as a great track that's being put together with Gaz , plus more from me and Kim and soon to put a song together written by David Dunham with Axel Menningen doing what he does best ! Phew , I need a holiday !
Remember me and Charlotte and our album , links below , thank you so much for your support , it means the world !
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_nWWNcrIRv08J_eEbL7MJ_1UTdMo0MjJLM
https://open.spotify.com/album/78ewrWZjS41XvHT9mFWd6O?si=yDMcRADSSrOdWlanz6UPMw

Walk Away

This is a song with lyrics written by Mary Augustson ( Skippy ) I heard it on her page and thought oooo , I'd love to have a go at this ! So with her consent I pinched it and got Kim to do the lead vocals . It's a bit near the knuckle and I really hope it doesn't offend , but swear words are masked and if I hadn't mentioned it you may not have noticed , we really hope you like it , I love it ! Much more to come with Charlotte , Kim , Dave Cooper , and Tony Harris . They are the finished songs , in the pipeline are songs with Gaz Brownie and Nat Daniels , plus early stage of a song written by David Dunham , I'm doing that with Axel Menningen ! Thank you so much for the continued support .
Charlotte and I do still have an album out , links below .
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_nWWNcrIRv08J_eEbL7MJ_1UTdMo0MjJLM
https://open.spotify.com/album/78ewrWZjS41XvHT9mFWd6O?si=yDMcRADSSrOdWlanz6UPMw

Truth ( Skippy and Mike Fox feat Kim )

"Una Vez En La Vida.." that´s what a good friend from Spain told me once, after more than one lost loves and bad experiences but still full of hope finding the one and only one day...I wrote my story later and presented  it to my friend H. Stytz because I knew he would bring it to life with his beautiful guitarplaying and unique style.. so we called it.." Once In A Lifetime"  and here it is !

Demo-Version

Hubert Stytz :  comp./arr.   all instruments and vocals
Pee Gee        :   lyrics
Lyrics:
Life can be fun, can be also a drag
It makes a big difference on which side you stand
It might lift you up and it might let you fall
And sometimes it seems to make no sense at all
Love can be pleasure but sometimes it´s pain
But when you´ve come thru it, it won´t be in vain
Dreams on nightmares - so close together
As long as you struggle you can beat any weather
Time is on my side when we make a new start
It helps me survive when the goin´ gets hard
I´m not so sure if I can take so much more
But at least I know what the waitin´is for
Once in a lifetime a wish must come true
Once in a lifetime it´s got to be You...YOU......................
(instrumental part)
Once in while a man must come home
Now and again a man must leave the danger zone
And maybe just once a dream must come true
Once in a lifetime it´s got to be YOU..YOU...........it´s got to be YOU!
Once in a lifetime a wish must come true..once in a lifetime
It´s got to be YOU..YOU..............it´s got to be YOU........
It´s got to be you, Baby..it´s got to be you..........................................

Once In A Lifetime , Una Vez En La Vida

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[Verse 1]
They said, “File off your edges, son,
Trade your plow for city fun.”
But this old truck still rattles proud
On back-road dust where corn’s allowed.
I’d rather pick a dobro slide
Than chase a neon billboard ride;
I plant my words in Georgia ground—
They bloom like honeysuckle sound.
[Chorus]
I’m a red-clay backbone man,
Rooted deep where good rows stand;
Can’t rewrite the dirt that made me—
Books and barns and Grandpa’s hand.
Bet your boots I know my brand,
Set like fence-posts in this land;
Say your piece, but understand:
I’m a red-clay backbone man.
[Verse 2]
I won’t shake hands for polished press,
My Sunday suit is faded dress.
Ask a crooked, sideways thing—
You’ll get the truth my hammers sing.
Between Amazing Grace at dawn
And nighttime blasting Skynyrd on,
I walk that line with weathered pride,
A sinner’s grin, a saint’s inside.
[Chorus]
I’m a red-clay backbone man,
Rooted deep where good rows stand;
Can’t rewrite the dirt that made me—
Books and barns and Grandpa’s hand.
Bet your boots I know my brand,
Set like fence-posts in this land;
Say your piece, but understand:
I’m a red-clay backbone man.
[Verse 3]
They say someday I’ll be outlaw-grade,
Still paying dues with sweet tea paid.
King James rides in my glove box,
Beside a flask of sour mash knocks.
When this world spins slick and fast,
I till my furrow, hold it fast;
‘Cause truth grows strong in crimson loam—
That red-clay keeps me headed home.
[Chorus]
I’m a red-clay backbone man,
Rooted deep where good rows stand;
Can’t rewrite the dirt that made me—
Books and barns and Grandpa’s hand.
Bet your boots I know my brand,
Set like fence-posts in this land;
Say your piece, but understand:
I’m a red-clay backbone man.

Stubborn Like the Soil

Blue Days, Black Nights

I'm Walkin'

Old Shoes

I'm sitting at the airport
Poking at my phone
I just popped 2 Valium 
A coffee and a beer

I'm surrounded by businessmen
All starring at their phones
So it must be normal

Walking down the corridor 
The faces passing by
Some smiling some crying
But no one wonders why

We trail one behind another
One foot ahead the other
So it must be normal

Working for the devil
They carry cane and cape
They ask me to take off my shoes
They have some girl in tears

Your belt your rings your fucking phone
But we all do the same
So it must be normal

We walk down to the bus
They said they're sending two
But everyone wants to get on
So they packed us into one

Uncomfortable and sweaty
But we're all in in this as one
So it must be normal

The overhead compartments 
Are packed with useless shit
There should be room for everyone 
But someone's bag won't fit

She looks like she could use some help
But everyone ignores
So it must be normal

We all have destinations 
We have some things to say
We all have people that we love
That are too far away

We all have needs and worries
We all have bills to pay
So it must be normal

So trampling one another 
Afraid to be too late
We march as sheep and flock as birds 
Trying to get ahead

All for one and one for all
This chaos is the way
But is it really normal

It must be normal

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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.

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