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JACOB REED - PRAY FOR A MIRACLE, written by Vikki St Leger/Gary Williams

Solitary Tracks

Burn

Like Ya Stole It

High On A Heartbreak

Cowboy On
M. Shelton

[Verse 1]
I met a man, who once held the world in his hands
he gambled it all, guess it wasn’t enough
When I asked him, how’d you come back from that?
Under his hat, I saw his eyes close shut
He said…

[CHORUS] 
You gotta ride on, ride on, 
Saddle up and ride on,
cowboy on

[Verse 2]
Every sunrise, there’s a new trail to ride
every trail, takes you somewhere else
That don’t mean you turn tail and hide
Only one that’s gonna help you is yourself
He said…

[CHORUS] 
You gotta ride on, ride on, 
Saddle up and ride on,
cowboy on

[Instrumental]

[Verse 3]
As he tossed away his last cigarette
He told me something I’ll never forget
Cowboys don’t flinch and they don’t quit 
They just get back up and get on with it
He said…

[CHORUS] 
You gotta ride on, ride on, 
Saddle up and ride on, ride on
You gotta ride on, ride on, 
Saddle up and ride on, 
cowboy on


COWBOY ON

Any Day Might be the Day
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[instrumental]

In the den of his small house
Alfred watched the news
He could hear the kids upstairs
His wife was cooking stew

He had been spending too much time
Doing nothing every day
He no longer worked the line
He no longer got the pay

His job no longer needed
His whole life gone to hell
The whole world was getting poorer
Just a few were doing well

[instrumental]

He'd been born here in LA
But his mother further South
He been told back at the plant
To eat beans and shut his mouth

It was clearer day by day
Things were not going to get better
Pretty soon it would be colder
And the maga's getting bolder

[bridge]

He had been an elec-trician
He knew how to make a spark
He was troubled by ideas
And bit by bit he lost his fears

It was time to do his part
It was time to make them pay
He could still get in the plant
Any day might be the day

[instrumental]

He'd been born here in LA
But his mother further South
He been told back at the plant
To eat beans and shut his mouth

It was clearer day by day
Things were not going to get better
Pretty soon it would be colder
And the maga's getting bolder

[bridge]

He'd been an elec-trician
He knew how to make a spark
He was troubled by ideas
And bit by bit he lost his fears

It was time to do his part
It was time to make them pay
He could still get in the plant
Any day might be the day

[instrumental]

He'd been an elec-trician
He knew how to make a spark
He was troubled by ideas
And bit by bit he lost his fears

It was time to do his part
It was time to make them pay
He could still get in the plant
Any day might be the day

[instrumental]

It was time to make them pay
Any day might be the day

It was time to make them pay
Any day might be the day

Any day might be the day

Any Day Might be the Day

[Verse 1]
If I wrote down my thoughts, put them in a song
played it on the radio, and everybody sang along
Would she even know, it’s her I’m talking about?
And how I can’t stop thinking of her, even when she ain’t around

[CHORUS]
I don’t know, but here I go
singing bout her on your stereo
She lights the sky, with her eyes
No, she doesn’t even have to try. 
Someday, I’ll tell her she’s my star
Right now, it’s between me & my guitar

[Verse 2]
I’d say something clever, bout somewhere we've been before
Like how she’s sweeter than a cherry limeade, from Murphy’s drugstore
Or how there’s more to life than living. There’s loving that one you love
And when they love you back, ain't nothing better than that!

[CHORUS]
I don’t know, but here I go
singing bout her on your stereo
She lights the sky, with her eyes
No, she doesn’t even have to try. 
Someday, I’ll tell her she’s my star
Right now, it’s between me & my guitar

[Instrumental]
 
[BRIDGE]
One day she’ll know, she’s my inspiration
Me and my guitar , are almost ready...for that conversation

[CHORUS]
I don’t know, but here I go
singing bout her on your stereo
She lights the sky, with her eyes
No, she doesn’t even have to try. 
Someday, I’ll tell her she’s my star
Right now, it’s between me & my guitar

Between me and my guitar

Dedicated to the big-hearted trucks that don’t fit in drive-thrus or garages—and the folks who love ’em anyway. These songs are by Teddy Thunderfoot—Jack’s ride-or-die—celebrating horsepower, heartbreak, and the glory of being too dang big.

Sorry Officer, I’m Just Big

Composer, Producer, Vocal Coach, Artist Development, Artist Management. Vocal Coach to the winner of The Voice

JACOB REED - PRAY FOR A MIRACLE, written by Vikki St Leger/Gary Williams

Vikki St Leger

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