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All Music Written by Alex Young and Patrick Britt

Demo

Makin' Me Smile (Alex Young/Patrick Britt)

big old trucks and bigger women

For Recreational Use Only

Strangers

In a world filled with chaos, conflicts, and power struggles, we transform the biggest global headlines into high-energy, cinematic songs that make you feel the news, not just hear it. Whether it's political power plays, economic shifts, social movements, or global conflicts, we take the raw emotions behind the news and turn them into Bollywood anthems, rock epics, Sufi ballads, and more.

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World is a country

Sonnet of Banshees

Never Call Again

Lone Star Tales

The Last Frontier

A country song entitled Whispers of the Heartland

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Whispers Of The Heartland

Thank you!!

Whispers of the Heartland

Back Then

[Verse 1]
Back then,
Was a different world, 
In different times,
With different rules.
Right now,
Can’t speak your mind,
Can’t cross the line,
Can’t waste the fuel.

[Verse 2]
Back then,
You drove a truck,
Five hundred miles,
Only cost you twenty.
Right now, 
Can’t fill her up,
Can’t afford a trip,
Passed the county.

[Chorus]
I remember we were free, didn’t need much to get by.
Now we’re chasin’ every dollar, in a world runnin’ dry.
We were livin’ for the moment, without fear in our eyes.
Now we’re barely holdin’ on, as our time slippin’ by.

[Verse 3]
Back then, 
You drank the water, 
From a garden hose,
And you’re still breathin’.
Right now,
You read the labels,
You wash your hands,
And you’re still thinkin’.

[Verse 4]
Back then,
you went to church,
Listened to a prayer,
And asked for mercy.
Right now, 
You’re wastin’ time, 
Waitin’ for a sign, 
But you can’t see.

[Chorus]
I remember we were free, didn’t need much to get by
Now we’re chasin’ every dollar, in a world runnin’ dry
We were living for the moment, without fear in our eyes
Now we’re barely holdin’ on, as our time slippin’ by

[Verse 5]
Back then,
Was a different world,
In different times,
With different rules.
Right now,
It’s a whole new world, 
A whole new time,
And too many rules.

[Chorus]
I remember we were free, didn’t need much to get by
Now we’re chasin’ every dollar, in a world runnin’ dry
We were living for the moment, without fear in our eyes
Now we’re barely holdin’ on, as our time slippin’ by

Back Then
Back Then
Back Then

Terence Hart – All Right Reserved

Terrence Hart

Back Then

Ferris Friday Ride

A fun tune about my experiences at Joes Cigar shop. 

Joes Cigars

Amen

Just Thinking Out Loud

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When It Comes to Daughters

Biscuit Beats - I Ain't gay

OLD FREINDS

Lyrics:
Table Top Two-Step

The neon sign's buzzin’, it's Friday night
Boots on the sawdust, feeling just fine
Jukebox is loud, got a beer in my hand
Didn’t expect what was about to land

She saunters in with a glint in her eye
Cowboy boots and a skirt yay high 
With a stomp and a clap she starts to sway,
Every head in the place turns her way

She’s the queen of the barroom, stealing the show
Hops on a table, lets it all go
Heads are turning, jaws hit the floor
She does the table top two-step 
And the crowd yells for more

She jumps down laughing, drags me onto the floor
We circle the room like we’ve done this before
Crowd’s hootin’ and hollerin’, can’t get enough
That sassy girl is struttin’ her stuff

She’s the queen of the barroom, stealing the show
Hops on a table, lets it all go
Heads are turning, jaws hit the floor
She does the table top two-step 
And the crowd yells for more

The bouncer shrugs; the bartender grins
This ain’t the first time this gal’s been in
Friday night and she’s here again
Blows into the bar like a hurricane

She’s the queen of the barroom, stealing the show
Hops on a table, lets it all go
Heads are turning, jaws hit the floor
She does the table top two-step 
And the crowd yells for more

She does one last twirl around the dance floor
Then with a wave of her hat she’s out the door
I’m willin’ to bet, not many’ll forget
That gal and her table top two-step

Table Top Two-Step

It’s ten to twelve, Friday night, belly to the bar
Eatin’ Dunkin Donuts, wondrin’ who you are

I won’t get no second chance if I don’t speak up soon
Cause one like you don’t come along but once in a blue moon

Every time I glance at you—you look my way
I get these big fat butterflies 
And what I’d like to say

   Is what’s the Deal
   Are you for real
   I’m afraid you’ll disappear by midnight

   You understand
   I’m just a man

   Ya got too much sex appeal
   And I can’t help how I feel
   Ya seem too good to be true
   Now what’s the deal

I stop to get my coffee and my donuts every night
Hopein’ that you’ll speak to me—stretchin’ every bite

You’re fascinatin’—to watch, you have so many ways
Of packin’ up those donuts--Jelly filled or Glazed

I wanna ask you for a date but I don’t think I can
You look at me, I’m paralyzed 
You’re messin’ up my plan
   
   So what’s the Deal
   Are you for real
   I’m afraid you’ll disappear by midnight

   You understand
   I’m just a man

   Ya got too much sex appeal
   And I can’t help how I feel
   Ya seem too good to be true
   Now what’s the deal
 
   I might get the nerve some day to look you in the eye
   And it don’t matter what you say, I will still reply
   
   So what’s the Deal
   Are you for real
   I’m afraid you’ll disappear by midnight

   You understand
   I’m just a man

   Ya got too much sex appeal
   And I can’t help how I feel
   Ya seem too good to be true
   Now what’s the deal
     
Yeah what’s the deal

Are you for real

Yeah what’s the deal                                                            


c  6/01

What's the deal (s)

His tank was filled with high test, hell on wheels loaded down with the devil’s brew
Mountain people loved old Cross Eyed Willie when he brought them a jug or two


CROSSED EYED WILLIE 2 3 23

Gaysoft (AI)

Kissin' Do The Talkin'

Drinking For Three (Marvin Shelton)

[VERSE]
We used to park down by the shore, in the tall grass
Your feet up on the dashboard, footprints on the glass
Those memories take hold, and never let me go!

[CHORUS]
I ain't stopping at one, I need more than two
It's the only way, I won't think about you
A six pack or more, sitting at the lake
Hell, I might need a keg, as much as it's gonna take
This is for my truck, my dog and me. 
Yeah, I'm drinking for three

[VERSE]
You always were the first person, that he'd run to
The second that you walked in, he was all over you
He won't chase a ball no more, or even get off the porch!

[CHORUS]
I ain't stopping at one, I need more than two
It's the only way, I won't think about you
A six pack or more, sitting at the lake
Hell, I might need a keg, as much as it's gonna take
This is for my truck, my dog and me. 
Yeah, I'm drinking for three

[BRIDGE]
I don't even want to cast a line
I guess you've out fished me...,
for the last time!

[Instrumental]

[CHORUS 2]
I didn't stop at one, not even two
By the way, I'm still thinking 'bout you
A six pack or more, sitting at the lake
Hell, I might need a keg, as much as it's gonna take 
This is for my truck, my dog and me. 
Yeah, I'm drinking for three
Ever since the day you up and left me,... I've been drinking for three

Drinking For Three (uptempo)

I’m The Problem

I Got Better

Open Road

In “Email Recall Blues,” the abrupt click of a “send” button on a late Sunday night captures the cold efficiency of mass firings by email—“Big bold letters said you’re outta sight”—mirroring how the Trump administration laid off over 275,000 federal workers in early 2025, often via impersonal electronic notices. The song’s later plea—“Now they’re draggin’ us back through the wire”—echoes the real-world scramble to reinstate essential personnel when vital functions ground to a halt, as the administration reversed layoffs for hundreds of health and safety workers at agencies like NIOSH just ahead of congressional hearings. By framing this cycle of dismissal and recall as a messy “big ol’ mess they couldn’t foresee,” the lyrics indict leaders who treated public service roles as disposable, only to realize too late that their “house of cards” depended on the very employees they’d cast aside.

LYRICS 

[Verse]
Boss man clicked send on a Monday night
Big bold letters said you're outta sight
Packed our desk up in a cardboard square
Tipped our hats and got out of there

[Verse 2]
We were sipping coffee watching the news
Who knew chaos was the job they'd choose
Servers crashed and lines went wild
Ran the country like a reckless child

[Chorus]
Now they're draggin' us back through the wire
Emailing like we’re the fuel for their fire
A big ol' mess they couldn’t foresee
Turns out they can’t run it without folks like me

[Verse 3]
They thought the wheels would spin on their own
Now they’re lost without their worker drone
Paid consultants couldn’t call the shots
All the brains left the parking lot

[Bridge]
Oh the irony tastes like sweet champagne
When power trips flow straight down the drain
Guess sometimes you need the ones you scoffed
To stop your house of cards from falling off

[Chorus]
Now they’re begging us back through the wire
Lighting inboxes like a frantic pyre
Turns out they need our sweaty sleeves
To fix the system they don’t believe

Email Recall Blues.mp3

80s Years Young

Easy To Love

Digging For Change

Backpacker Ben

Video is on Youtube @ WayneTinchMusic

You are the woman I want in my life
I will love you 'til the day that I die
When I'm with you, I feel at home
You're in my heart like a country song

Let's take a blanket down by the creek tonight
Lay it down beneath the pale moon light
And there beneath the stars let me lay you down
Let's make love and watch the world go 'round

Out in the country now
Gonna lay this blanket down
Hold you tight. Gonna love you right
Gonna kiss you all night long
Baby let's make love while listening to
That campfire crackling, the crickets chirping
And that ole hoot owl hooting
Love those country sounds
Laying you down and watching the world go 'round

All I want is you. I can never get enough
Let me hold you close 'til the Sun comes up
If you want to I can take you to the Moon
No one there, just me and you

We can slow dance to the music in our hearts
Make a wish on a shooting star
And when we kiss, let me lay you down
Let's make love and watch the world go 'round

Out in the country now
Gonna lay this blanket down
Hold you tight. Gonna love you right
Gonna kiss you all night long
Baby let's make love while listening to
That campfire crackling, the crickets chirping
And that ole hoot owl hooting
Love those country sounds
Laying you down and watching the world go 'round

Out in the country now
Out in the country now
Gonna lay this blanket down
Hold you tight. Gonna love you right
Gonna kiss you all night long
Baby let's make love while listening to
That campfire crackling, the crickets chirping
And that ole hoot owl hooting
Love those country sounds
Laying you down and watching the world go 'round

Let's make love and watch the world go 'round

"Watch The World Go 'Round" Written by Wayne Tinch

Grew up on country and pop music. I love singing and songwriting,. I've met and talked with a few of the greats like Dolly and Johnny Cash - something I will treasure always. If I can, in my lifetime, be half as good as they, then I won't have failed. I love all genres of music; especially music and lyrics that grab the heart. I enjoy writing with other songwriters. I love it when a song takes on its own life and evolves into something greater than was intended. My goal is not to be famous, but to share my songs and sing my heart out for those who listen. Wow! The world is filled with great entertainers. I'm grateful to be even a small part of it. My hats off to all the singer/songwriters out there working hard to make their dreams come true! Enjoy every moment. Wayne Tinch