Recorded in my bedroom, this is a joke about how some people are in their vehicles. Sometimes I amuse myself, maybe you'll be amused too!! Lol
Big O' Truck (Lyrics)
By Herman Coward

I wear my hat and shades they help conceal my face,
You won't see my eyes when I glance your way.
In my big o' truck.
I'll make you get real mad when I stomp on the gas,
Make a lot of smoke and noise and then just laugh, Ha Ha
In the cab of my truck.
I've got a bad attitude and I just don't care,
I like to haul around a whole lot of air.
In the bed of my truck.

     I'll take up three parking spaces and park real close to your door,
     That way you can't get in yor car when you come out of the store.
     Oh I love the attetion that I get in this big gas guzzling beast,
     Can't resist temptation to romp on the gas an give your little ears a feast.
     I've got a big o' truck!

Now when I squeal my tires they'll make a real loud screech,
Just so everyone will jump ten feet.
Around my big o' truck.
If your in my way I'll accelerate,
Get in front of you and stomp on my brakes.
With my big o' truck.
I get dirty looks some say I'm rude,
There ain't gonna be turn signals used.
When I turn my truck.

     I'll take up three parking spaces and park real close to your door,
     That way you can't get in your car when you come out of the store.
     Oh I love the attention that I get in this big gas guzzling beast,
     Can't resist temptation to romp on the gas angive your little ears a feast.
     I've got a big o' truck.

Now some might say I'm over compensatin' for something,
And accordin' to my girlfriend that may be true.
Now you may have yourself a big o' somethin',
But I've got a big o' truck now how 'bout you?
I've got a big o' truck.

     I'll take up three parking spaces and park real close to your door,
     That way you can't get in your car when you come out of the store.
     Oh I love the attention that I get in this big gas guzzling beast,
     Can't resist temptation to romp on the gas an give your little ears a feast.
     I've got a big o' truck.

(Spoken) And I don't care what my girlfriend says!



Big 'O Truck

Big O' Truck - Herman Quincy Coward

Sometimes it seems like it's difficult for a man to tell his woman that he loves her. This is my attempt at making a love song.
Here For You Girl
By Herman Coward

I like the way your kisses taste
I like the smell of your sweet perfume 
I like the way it brightens up when you walk into a room
I like the feeling that I get when you look at me and smile
All the things that cloud my mind seem to all disapear for awhile.

     And I'm here for you girl
     And I'll never want you out my world
     Cause I love you girl
     And I ain't afraid to say it no more.

There was a time when I thought love was nothing more
than a fantasy, But when I hold you in my arms
it could never be more real to me.
So go on girl let your hair fall down lay your body down 
close to mine, And don't you worry what tomorrow
may bring everything's gonna be just fine.

     Cause I'm here for you girl
     And I'll never want you out of my world
     Yes I love you girl
     And I ain't afraid to say it no more

I love you girl and I ain't afraid to say it no more.

Here For You Girl

Here For You Girl - Herman Quincy Coward

This is about sweet talking a lady you might be interested in. I co-wrote and recorded this with a friend of mine Anwar Watts.

Ooh Wee (Can't Take My Eyes Off This Cutie)

Ooh Wee (Can't Take My Eyes Off This Cutie) Featuring Anwar Watts  - Herman Quincy Coward

This song comes from the heart. I took the chords from Canon in D by Pachelbel. And fingerpicked them to a drum track. I've recorded it twice and it still won't come out quite like I want it, but I wanted to share it with others. Any criticism or ideas on how it could be better are welcomed!
     This Man I've Become
     By Herman Coward

     I'm tired of being this man that I've become,
     Don't wanna be bitter don't wanna hurt anyone.
     But they won't let me be this smiling man,
     They'd rather me be......just as nasty as I can.

Sometimes music is the only thing that consoles me,
Like when life gets me down and evil tries to control me.
And I'm feeling so lonely needin' a soul beat,
Pick up my guitar and start pickin' a slow piece.
Helps to ease my mind from this anguish and pain,
All these years in this life and I'm still seein' rain.
And it don't help with these people tryin' to be me down,
Tryin' to keep me in a rut makin' my face stay frowned.
I'd like to bring my family up out this poverty,
Don't want my nieces an nephews to hurt for anything.
But I just can't do it with this pay that I'm makin',
And it gets me depressed makes me think about takin'.
Things that don't even belong to me,
But my conscience won't let me thankfully.
But how long can it hold me back,
A few more months like this an I just might snap. 

     I'm tired of being this man that I've become,
     Don't wanna be bitter don't wanna hurt anyone.
     But they won't let me be this smiling man,
     They'd rather me be......just as nasty as I can.

I hate seein' my Mom go to the free clinic,
To get her diabetic medicine cause we can't afford it.
I hate seein' my sister strugglin' with three kids,
going thru the same things that momma done did.
What the....is history repeatin' itself?
This vicious cycle ain't gonna end I got to end it myself.
It just seems the odds are all stacked against me,
And everywhere I go the punks try to convince me.
I'm tryin' to do things right work hard all the time,
Even when I'm not at work I'm still workin' on rhymes.
Or makin' beats so maybe then I'll get paid,
I gotta make 'em real good make 'em high grade.
I wanna free my family of this financial distress,
And put all this troubled thinking in my mind to rest.
So I wish I may I wish I might,
Have this wish that I'm wishin' on a star tonight. Cause

     I'm tired of being this man that I've become,
     Don't wanna be bitter don't wanna hurt anyone.
     But they won't let me be this smiling man,
     They'd rather me be......just as nasty as I can.

Every day I wake up its the same routine,
Take a bath go to work do the same ole thing.
Grab a shovel stick it down in the soil and work,
I've spent day after day in this oil and dirt.
It's got me feelin' like a lion trapped in a cage,
And if I don't get loose I might explode with rage.
At times I catch myself starin' out at the horizon,
With my thoughts running wild my adrenaline risin'.
Thinkin' “gotta get away head down some tracks,
Leave everything behind and don't look back.
The only thing that keeps me staying with the rest of the herd,
Is the thought that I can make it with the music and words.
Young Waddy Watts told me the year getting near,
Thats why I've got the pedal down the clutch in gear.
I got the motor turnin' crankin' out song after song,
Hopin' if I make it then these blues will be gone. Yes-a

     I'm tired of being this man that I've become,
     Don't wanna be bitter don't wanna hurt anyone.
     But they won't let me be this smiling man,
     They'd rather me be......just as nasty as I can.

     I'm tired of being this man that I've become,
     Don't wanna be bitter don't wanna hurt anyone.
     But they won't let me be this smiling man,
     They'd rather me be......just as nasty as I can.

This Man I've Become

This Man I've Become - Herman Quincy Coward

I've struggled with anxiety & depression for a long time & I wanted to write a song that lets others who experience it know they are not alone in this & to not give up. Also maybe those who really don't understand it can gain more empathy & understanding towards those those that deal with it.
                  Depression
             By Herman Coward

I don't enjoy doing anything at all,
I am physically here but my spark is gone.
Don't wanna wake up in the morning to another day,
Just want to stay asleep then fade away.
I try to think of a time when I liked living life,
Nothing to look forward to except for pain and strife.

     If there's a smile upon my face its fake,
     Its only there to mask this heart inside that aches.
     Depression consumes me,
     Depression consumes me.

It feels like a big weight pressing into my chest,
No light at the tunnels end or I ain't seen it yet.
Loneliness creeps over me yet I prefer to be alone,
Close the curtains lock the doors turn off the phone.
Want to run away and hide fall apart at the seams,
Disappear in a wisp of smoke never to be seen.

     If there's a smile upon my face its fake,
     Its only there to mask this heart inside that aches.
     Depression consumes me,
     Depression consumes me.

I need something to get me out of this down,
Is there something that can help me come around
Again?

     Depression consumes me,
     Depression consumes me.

Depression

Depression - Herman Quincy Coward

I basically wanted to try and do an instrumental, something that sounded pleasant and sweet. I came up with a chord progression and as I listened to it played back it made me think of a place we used to live when I was a child called Idaho Falls, Idaho.
    I was about 5 or 6 yrs old and we lived in an old farm house with a huge yard and I remember the old horse corral way in the back and the old mare that lived there.
   I remembered the dandelions in the summer that would literally blanket the back yard and how beautiful I thought it was (I know its just a weed)and remember running around and playing fetch with my dog Runt. I guess if I had to pick the most peaceful time in my life it would be when we lived in Idaho Falls!

Idaho Falls

Idaho Falls - Herman Quincy Coward

This is a song about my nephew, anyone that has a very energetic child or has been around one should be able to relate to this!
   Wild Wild Wes
   By Herman Coward
I know a boy and his name is Wes,
He's always into everything always making a mess.
And when I tell him “stop” he likes to tell me “no”,
But I love him still he's only three years old. 

     Wild Wild Wes never stops to rest
     He keeps goin' and goin'
     Ever since he was born.
     Wild Wild Wes the cat says he's a pest
     He's always makin' her yell,
     Always pulling her tail.
Don't take him to the store if you don't want a scene,
Cause he won't wanna leave until you buy him something.
You'll have to carry him out underneath your arm,
He'll be kickin' and screamin' it's all a part of his charm.

     Wild Wild Wes never stops to rest
     He keeps goin' and goin'
     Ever since he was born.
     Wild Wild Wes the cat says he's a pest
     He's always makin' her yell,
     Always pulling her tail.
There's nothing he won't fix nothing he can't do,
Cause even if it ain't broken he'll take it apart for you.

     Wild Wild Wes never stops to rest
     He keeps goin' and goin'
     Ever since he was born.
     Wild Wild Wes the cat says he's a pest
     He's always makin' her yell,
     Always pulling her tail.

Wild Wild Wes

Wild Wild Wes - Herman Quincy Coward

Thanks for gracing this music with your beautiful voice Kym!

My Own Mile
by Bluebird (Lyrics)& Herman Coward (Music)

Feels good to remember those night and days
Just take a step outside and give it away
It's time to get clearer the night will fade
Just take that step outside and give it away
My Own Mile,My own Mile
My Own Mile,My Own Mile
If,If I had my way
We would spend everyday in the sun
My Own Mile,My own Mile
My Own Mile,My Own Mile
I can remember the way you looked
The way you smiled at me it took me away
My Own Mile,My own Mile
My Own Mile,My Own Mile
If,If I had my way
We would spend everyday in the sun
My Own Mile,My own Mile
My Own Mile,My Own Mile

My Own Mile

My Own Mile (Bluebird Collaboration)

This song is about having a bad day & wanting to be somewhere else. Theres a blending of genres on this track, the idea was to try and be innovative & come up with something fresh musically while the topic is one everyone can relate to.
   Thank you Kenny for collaborating and lending your great vocal & music talents to this song!

          I'm Bout To
I'm bout to lose my mind if I don't get away,
There's too much pressure, aggravation today.
I'm bout to loose my job if they keep getting in my face,
Well they keep stressing me annoying me more everyday.

     I'm bout to take a vacation where I go I don't care,
     Head up into the mountains I'll probably get ate by a bear.

I'm bout to stop taking showers let them shut my water off,
The city's gouging me overcharging a lot. 
I'm bout to find me a bridge and a nice warm cardboard box,
I bet the rent's real good hardly any taxes at all.

     I'm bout to take a vacation where I'll go I don't care,
     Head up into the mountains I'll probably get ate by a bear.

Didja ever get one of them days,
Where you knew you just simply had to get away.
Troubles seemed elevated to brand new heights,
Everything was goin' wrong nothing would go right.
You checked your mail then it caused you to balk,
You had a water bill that was big as the hulk.
On the way to work stopped to get you some food,
They got your order wrong they were nasty and rude.
The pressure on your mind at work was throwin' you a curve,
Your bosses mouth was already on your nerves.
If he said another thing it would cause you to shout,
Obscenities in his face then be escorted out.
At this point you stopped and said why bother,
I'm bout to go on vacation come hell or high water.
You went mountain hiking cause thats what you like to do,
Just to find a grizzly bear havin' a bad day too.

     I'm bout to take a vacation where I'll go I don't care,
     Head up into the mountains I'll probably get ate by a bear.

I'm Bout To feat Kenny Dyer

I'm Bout To Feat Kenny Dyer - Herman Quincy Coward

This is a demo I recorded with vocals, acoustic guitar, & then I played lead with acoustic on top of it. I'm trying to write something that someone else might like to sing. 

    "It Ain't Easy"
by Herman Quincy Coward

It seems the days at work keep getting longer 
with no end in sight,
A dark clouds' been loomin' overhead girl an the 
future don't look to bright.
The more I make the more they take its like they're 
afraid we might get ahead,
Can't catch a break for goodness sake it ain't easy 
to keep your family fed.

     It ain't easy for me with this pay tryin' to raise a family,
     It ain't easy for you to create miracles like you do.
     When we wed I told you I would see your dreams through,
     If you hold a little longer I'll try and make 'em come true.

I don't like coming home to see you cryin' all because of what 
some busybody said,
Some folks like to lie and spread rumors throw a load
of dirt onto somebodys head.
If we let 'em they'll break us down some got nothing else to
do in a small town,
So don't let 'em see you frown there's only one queen
of my world an you wear the crown. 

     It ain't easy for me with this pay tryin' to raise a family,
     It ain't easy for you to create miracles like you do.
     When we wed I told you I would see your dreams through,
     If you hold a little longer I'll try and make 'em come true.

The way were living ain't what I meant by a mile,
Hold on baby girl and don't you loose that smile.

It Ain't Easy

It Ain't Easy (Acoustic)

This is just a silly tune about observing the animals around the house. Based on actual events! I'd like to maybe redo this with better lyrics someday. I just like the feel & how laid back it sounds & thought some of ya'all might like it to or at least get a chuckle out of the words!

Oh Yeah (Cat In This House)
By Herman Coward

There is a cat in this house,
Her name is Sheba she play's with a mouse.
We have to chase her around and about,
Just to get it out of her mouth.

     Oh yeah

She has a kitten named Wolverina,
She is frisky like a ballarina.
She is pretty but also snooty,
Just try to bathe her she'll scratch you an oohwee.

     Oh yeah

There's a pitbull his name is Dukas,
Sheba and Wolverina well they say he's a doofus.
He has a white coat with spots of brown,
When we're not looking they beat him down.

    Oh yeah

Herman Coward is Dumb 'n' Deaf

Oh Yeah (Cat In This House)

Oh Yeah (Cat In This House) - Herman Quincy Coward

Trying to get better at writing songs. I play guitar and dabble at other instruments, create beats and like to attempt to sing & rap. I record everything at my house. I was born with severe hearing loss and wear hearing aids, so I call my "studio" Dumb 'n' Deaf!

Herman Quincy Coward

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