Ain't Worth A Buck (Marvin Shelton)

[INTRO]

[V1]
Now, I don’t claim to be special, just an ordinary guy
But I think wisdom is essential, to make it through this life
You see,  I saw this dude, picking a losing fight
with a mountain of a man twice his size

[Pre-chorus]
I wish more people had some common sense!!

[CHORUS]
Well, I ain't never been called a thinker
but I can use a blinker
At the movies, I don't whip out my phone
I don't go interrupting, 
when somebody's saying something
If you don't want to talk, I'll leave you alone
I'd pay good money up front, for more humans that don't suck
But some of us, just...ain't worth a buck!

[V2]
Okay, wait a minute there, I ain't always in the right
I've done my fair share, of not thinking twice
I've said, "hold my beer", a few times in my life
I learned my lesson, now I listen to my wife!

[Pre-chorus]
I wish more people had some common sense!!

[CHORUS]
Well, I ain't never been called a thinker
but I can use a blinker
At the movies, I don't whip out my phone
I don't go interrupting, 
when somebody's saying something
If you don't want to talk, I'll leave you alone
I'd pay good money up front, for more humans that don't suck
But some of us, just...ain't worth a buck!

[Instrumental]

[CHORUS]
Well, I ain't never been called a thinker
but I can use a blinker
At the movies, I don't whip out my phone
I don't go interrupting, 
when somebody's saying something
If you don't want to talk, I'll leave you alone
I'd pay good money up front, for more humans that don't suck
But some of us, just ain't worth a buck!
Some of us...just...ain't worth a buck!

Ain't Worth A Buck!

Unspoken Love

Front Porch Farewell is a slow-burning ballad for goodbyes that come too soon. Set to the creak of timber and the quiet hum of memory, it's a tribute to moments you never forget — and the places you leave a part of yourself behind.

Front Porch Farewell

Well I woke up this mornin’, in my boots and my jeans,
Spillin’ beer on my dog, watchin’ NASCAR on the screen.
My truck don't run, but she still looks mean,
Got a lift kit higher than my self-esteem.

'Cause every song's 'bout trucks, dogs, and beers,
Some heartbreak tale that'll bring ya to tears.
If I sing 'bout my ex and a rodeo clown,
Y’all better know it's goin’ straight to number one now.
Yeah, it’s a country song, makin’ fun of itself—
Somebody hand me my belt buckle from the shelf.

Mama left Dad for a man in a band,
With a mullet so fine and a spray-tanned hand.
Now he sings sad songs with a fake southern twang,
He’s from New Jersey, but he still says "dang."

'Cause every song's got banjos and trains,
Moonshine stills and some made-up pains.
I lost my job and my last two teeth,
But my Spotify’s gold and my boots still squeak.
Yeah, it’s a country song that don’t need no help,
Just three chords and some barbecue smells.

We write hits ‘bout fishin’, and girls named Jolene,
Even though my bass boat ain't been out since '13.
If rhyming “beer” with “deer” is a sin,
Then Lord, I'm goin’ back to Nashville again!

Now I’m singin’ ‘bout singin’ 'bout trucks and dogs,
And my cousin Earl who lives in a bog.
If this don’t chart, then the world’s gone wrong,
‘Cause it’s the most country of any country songs.
Yeah, I'll made a fortune pokin’ fun at myself—
Now my gold record’s sittin’ on my taxidermy shelf.

So if you hear this on the radio late one night,
Just remember: I'm wrong... but I'm redneck right.

Ain't no Tractor

Satin Heart (Remastered) (1)

Met her on a backroad, heat risin’ slow, Dust on the dash, nowhere to go.
She gave me that look, like “Where you been?” And just like that, my life walked in.
We burned through nights we can’t recall, Laughed ‘til we cried and broke some laws.
She stuck by me when the world got rough, Never once said, “That’s enough.”

She’s seen me drunk, seen me dry, Seen every version I tried to hide.
Through motel fights and borrowed time, She never once left my side.
If I was lost, she knew the way, Like her heart had somethin’ more to say.
She’s more than love, she’s my whole damn life— She’s my ride or die.

She don’t need words to understand, Knows when to hold and when to stand.
She’s calm when I get cold inside, And fire when I forget my fight.
We’ve danced through thunder, smiled through pain, Made nothin’ outta nothin’ in the pourin’ rain. Even in silence, she makes me feel heard— Without ever speakin’ a single word.

She’s seen it all, and stayed right there, On every road, in every prayer.
She’s patched me up when I fell apart, A soft place with a steel-strong heart.
She ain’t just good, she’s built for real— The kind that knows just how to heal.
I’d bet my soul, I’d roll that dice— She’s my ride or die.

If you ask me what love looks like, It’s mess and magic, wrong and right.
It’s sittin’ quiet on a long drive home— Feelin’ like you’re never alone…

She’s more than all the words I write, More than luck or perfect timing might.
Through all the years and every try— She’s been my truth, my reason why.
And every time I look inside… She’s still my ride or die.


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Where the Highway Bends

I don’t need another fight in the kitchen,
Don’t need another sorry I don’t mean.
Truth is, girl, I’ve been slippin’,
Blamin’ you when it’s all on me.
I pour whiskey like it’s water,
Light a smoke just to kill the time.
Tell myself I’ll try tomorrow,
But tomorrow never shows up right.
Guess I’m better off lonely, than breakin’ your heart,
I’d rather take the blame than tear us apart.
It ain’t fair, but it’s all I know—
To push away the one I hold close.
You loved me good, but I can’t stay sober,
I’m the reason love keeps gettin’ colder.
Baby, don’t wait on me…
I’m better off lonely.
Your mama said I got a good heart,
But a good heart don’t fix my ways.
Every time you try to save me,
I just dig a deeper grave.
It’s not that I don’t want forever,
It’s that I can’t give it to ya straight.
I keep runnin’ from the mirror,
And losin’ every race I chase.
Guess I’m better off lonely, than breakin’ your heart,
I’d rather take the blame than tear us apart.
It ain’t fair, but it’s all I know—
To push away the one I hold close.
You loved me good, but I can’t stay sober,
I’m the reason love keeps gettin’ colder.
Baby, don’t wait on me…
I’m better off lonely.
One day I might find my way,
But tonight I’ll just drive and fade.
You deserve a man who ain’t
Always fallin’ on his face.
Guess I’m better off lonely, than breakin’ your heart,
I’d rather take the blame than tear us apart.
It ain’t fair, but it’s all I know—
To push away the one I hold close.
You loved me good, but I can’t stay sober,
I’m the reason love keeps gettin’ colder.
Baby, don’t wait on me…
I’m better off lonely.
Yeah, I’m better off lonely.
Better off lonely…
Than hurtin’ you again.


Better Off Lonely

She moves like rhythm in bare feet,
Heartbeat hummin’ in a steady beat.
Sun in her hair, slow burn in her eyes,
Turns a quiet room into paradise.
She don’t rush, she don’t try—
Still, she leaves you wonderin’ why…
Feels like a song floatin’ on air,
She’s just there.
She don’t need nothin’ to glow,
A little moonlight and she’ll steal the show.
Got a smile like wine, smooth and warm,
Soft as silk, wild as a storm.
She don’t fake, don’t chase, don’t miss—
She just is…
Yeah, she just is.
She laughs like a melody stuck on repeat,
Movin’ easy to an inner beat.
Eyes like a fire, low and kind,
She ain’t tryin’—but she’s always on your mind.
No plan, no highlight,
Still, she owns the night.
Like a breeze that slips through your skin—
She begins… where words end.
She don’t need nothin’ to glow,
A little moonlight and she’ll steal the show.
Got a smile like wine, smooth and warm,
Soft as silk, wild as a storm.
She don’t fake, don’t chase, don’t miss—
She just is…
Yeah, she just is.
She’s a Sunday kind of peace,
Wrapped in a restless streak.
Can’t hold her, can’t define…
But you feel her every time.
She don’t ask, don’t act, don’t beg—
Still, the whole damn world tilts her way.
One slow smile, and time pulls back—
Like thunder holdin’ in the crash.
She don’t need a stage to rise—
She’s the fire behind your eyes.
She don’t fake, don’t chase, don’t miss—
She just is.

Ain't no Tractor

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