A boot scooting dance song about getting out on the floor and dancing your worries away.

Cinch That Belt!

where’d-we-go-wrong.mp3

Banjo Bound

Heart break highway

In my living room.

3. FOOL TO BE WISE

Out in the desert hungry and tired
Looking for someone to give me ride
So I can get back home to you
That’s what I gotta do

When up behind me pulls an old Chevy
That fella asked me where was I headed
So I told him the truth
Girl I’m crazy ‘bout you

I’ve seen it all from the canyons to the coast
Nothing compares girl to holding you close
I’ve got that whiskey when you’re not around
Oh it doesn’t come close to When I’m Close to You
No it doesn’t come close to When I’m Close to You

The way your hair falls on the pillowcase
I can’t think of anyone I’d rather chase
How lucky for me that I found you

I’ve seen it all from the canyons to the coast
Nothing compares girl to holding you close
I’ve got that whiskey when you’re not around
Oh it doesn’t come close to When I’m Close to You
No it doesn’t come close to When I’m Close to You

I’ve seen it all from the canyons to the coast
Nothing compares girl to holding you close
I’ve got that whiskey when you’re not around
Oh it doesn’t come close to When I’m Close to You
No it doesn’t come close to When I’m Close to You

When I'm Close To You - Single

When I'm Close To You

A Talk With Myself
Mark Lambert/David Trull

Verse I
Today, I saw a grandma
Stepping off a city bus
Wiping down her grandbabies
From sweat and Texas dust

She gathered them up to cross the street
While pulling a small cart of groceries

I could tell she was doing all she could for them
And I thought, without good luck, there I am

Chorus
Sometimes I can get down
Hate the hand that I’ve been dealt
Like it’s me against the world
Been put up on the shelf

Then I realized how life
Can be for some
And having it all come together
Is easier said than done

Then something in my heart
Started to melt
That’s when I had a talk with myself

Verse II
Last year a flood roared through
The heart of our little town
Spent days digging in the mud
Seeing what could be found

Strangers came out to lend a hand
Some with nothing left on their land
Others lost the most precious thing of all
Made me realize my problems are small

Chorus x 2

Talk With Myself (4)

The U.S. Stands for Us
by Mickey James and Sharon Spivey

The divided States of America
It seems like that’s what we’ve become
The lefts and the rights, the blacks and the whites
Just can’t come together as one
Yeah, and Washington’s all in a dither
With meetings and tweetings galore
Some of ‘em wanna ban weapons
And some of ‘em wanna wage war

So what in the world is this country to do?
Well, maybe it’s all up to me and to you

CHORUS:
‘Cause the U.S. stands for us, we the people of this land	
Yes, the U.S. stands for us, every woman, every man
And it stands for the child of the immigrant
Who just might grow up to be president
And we’ll fight for that right, when we know we must
‘Cause the U.S. stands for us

Where were you on September 11?
We’ll be asking that question for years
Like we’ve done for the day we lost JFK
And we all got in touch with our tears
There were thousands who died in the towers
But their spirit survived the attack
And you know, we will too, we’re the red, white, and blue
So let’s bring America back

But how do we bridge that GREAT divide?
Well, somehow together, we’ve got to decide

CHORUS: Repeat

		

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THE U.S. STANDS FOR US

[Verse 1]
That night we drag-raced tractors down County Road 10,
Bobby lost a tire but still hung on to win.
The streetlights shook  we laid it down,
Engines screamed outside of town.
Got no proof but we sure owned it
no phones out, no cameras rollin’,
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[Chorus]
If all those hell-raisin’ nights we powered through (powered through)
Were filmed, streamed, or thrown up on YouTube (thrown on YouTube)
We’d have fat checks, merch, our own back-road show (back-road show)
We’ve been sittin’ on some redneck gold.
Yeah, every stunt, every dare, and every “holy cow” (holy cow)
We’d all be famous by now.

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[Verse 2]
We’re linin’ up trucks where the gravel bends,
The tailgate drops, so let the games begin.
Revved ’em up down that county line,
Bet ten bucks I'd beat your time.
Laughin’ hard ’til the cops roll through,
Wave ’em off like we always do.
Ain’t growin’ up, never learned how,
Still runnin’ wide  burnin’ it down.

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[Chorus]
If all those hell-raisin’ nights we powered through (powered through)
Were filmed, streamed, or thrown up on YouTube (thrown on YouTube)
We’d have fat checks, merch, our own back-road show (back-road show)
We’ve been sittin’ on some redneck gold.
Yeah, every stunt, every dare, and every “holy cow,”
We’d all be famous by now.
We’d be famous by now.

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[Final Chorus / Outro]
If all those hell-raisin’ nights we powered through (powered through)
Hit TikTok, Snap, or the evenin’ news (evenin’ news)
We’d have fat checks, merch, our own back-road show (back-road show)
We’ve been sittin’ on some redneck gold.
Every stunt, every dare, and every “holy cow,”
We’d all be famous —
We’d all be famous by now!
We’d all be famous by now.

3. FOOL TO BE WISE

Queensmen