THESE ARE LYRICS THAT I OWN PERSONALLY...ALL SONGS HAVE EITHER BEEN NOTIRIZED OR IS PENDING....DO NOT COPY LYRICS FOR ANY REASON
SONG#1)DADDY COME
HOME
It was 1993,when he got the call,the army man said sorry to interrupt life,but we need you to save our promised land one more time,my dad said damnit,i retired a few years ago,but ive seen the smoke,been wondering what i could do,now its off to save a stranger once again,its his duty,and by far the right thing to do,i miss him all the same....
(c)daddy come home,i miss you,youve been gone for way to long,i dream of you at night,when im sleepin,wonderin when ill see you again,ive never felt so lonely,so afraid in my life,i put my trust in god,he'll guide you safely and everything will be alright,i cant wait to see you again,daddy come home...
(v2)those five years took their toll,me and mom struggled to hold on,that time changed my dad,i remember him and mom fighting,something about we used to live better than that,he rushed off in anger,i didnt know it would be some time before i saw him again,in an effort to make things better,he just kept driving on,he called me one night on the telephone,said son im sorry,i got lost,said he thinks of me all the time,said he misse my smile,right then i forgave him,then i started to cry.....
(c)daddy come home,i miss you,youve been gone for way to long,i dream of you at night,when im sleepin,wonderin when ill see you again,ive never felt so lonely so afraid in my life,i put my trust in god,he'll guide you safely and everything will be alright,i cant wait to see you again,daddy come home....
repeat 1 time,with fade out....
SONG#2WHY WE DRINK
As a litte boy growing up,i always watched my mom an dad come home,just to get drunk,i used to think they were achololics,until one day, i asked why,they were drinking their lives away,my dad kinda got lost in space,then he began to say,its for lifes grace,son i aint ashamed of who i am,he said...
(c)we drink,to the dignified,we drink,to the ones who lost their lives,to the ones suffering and in pain,its just a southern thing,we drink,to remember their names....
(v2)i was in a bar,on a late summer night,everyone was partyin and having a good time,i shot a game of pool,with a couple of old guys,they had a mysterious look in their eyes,so i asked them what had brought them out,the said son if we told you,you wouldnt know what we were talking about,i said try me,you might be suprised,they began telling me a story of war,and how they'd almost ost their lives,said they had seen a lot of men die,and that night was all about memories,they said...
(c)we drink,to the dignified,we drink,to the ones who lost their lives,to the ones suffering and in pain,its just a southern thing,we drink,to remember their names...
(v3)some folks may not agree,with my southern philosphy,but i dont give a damn,i learned it from my daddy,and he taught me well,im out here today,to tell the world,why i drink everyday,il not let a day go by,that i dont remember someones name,its just a southern thing.....
(c)we drink,to the dignified,we drink,to the ones who ost their lives,to the ones suffering and in pain,its just a southern thing,we drik,to remember their names,yeah we drink,to remember their names...
SONG#3BORN AND BRED
Wake up in the morning 5 a.m,its time to get it in,work hard all day,but really cant wait,till we clock out again,we dream of the woods and our bad ways,smoke a cigarette,drink a beer,we cant help it,we were born this way,its just a southern thing...
(c)have you ever heard of a country boy,that didnt like to play,big mud tires, four wheelers,and that georgia red clay,we live out loud,we're the few,the proud,we're country boys for life...
(v2)they call us outsiders,because we make our own ways,we let it be known,we dont give a damn,yeah its just that plain,we have our lines that you'd be better not cross,if you do,goin to hell will be the cost,other than that,we're pretty easy to get along with,we just wanna ride around and have a good time...
(c)have you ever heard of a country boy that didnt like to play,big mud tires,four wheelers,and that georgia red clay,we live out loud,we're the few the proud,we're country boys for life...
(v3)born and bred in hospitality,taught to be a man by the best there is,mama sure knows how to raise her kids,god knows we've had our share of trouble,but its never been mamas fault,its just part of this crazy thing we call life,we're country boys for life...
(c)have you ever heard of a country boy that didnt like to play,big mud tires,furwhellers,and that georgia red clay,we live out loud,we're the few the proud,we're country boys for life....yeah...we're country boys for life..
ALL OF THESE SONGS NEED VOCALS AND MUSIC..I BELIEVE THAT AFTER REVIEWING THEM,YOU WILL AGREE THAT THEY MUST BE HEARD WORLDWIDE...ANYONE INTRESTED IN HELPING ME WITH VOCALS AND MUSIC,PLEASE CONTACT ME AT...jesseasmith1983@hotmail.com or at home 229-237-5358...looking forward to discussing matters futher with someone...this isnt all of my songs,i literally have around 450 that ive written..i will share royalties with potential vocalist and musician....
It was 1993,when he got the call,the army man said sorry to interrupt life,but we need you to save our promised land one more time,my dad said damnit,i retired a few years ago,but ive seen the smoke,been wondering what i could do,now its off to save a stranger once again,its his duty,and by far the right thing to do,i miss him all the same....
(c)daddy come home,i miss you,youve been gone for way to long,i dream of you at night,when im sleepin,wonderin when ill see you again,ive never felt so lonely,so afraid in my life,i put my trust in god,he'll guide you safely and everything will be alright,i cant wait to see you again,daddy come home...
(v2)those five years took their toll,me and mom struggled to hold on,that time changed my dad,i remember him and mom fighting,something about we used to live better than that,he rushed off in anger,i didnt know it would be some time before i saw him again,in an effort to make things better,he just kept driving on,he called me one night on the telephone,said son im sorry,i got lost,said he thinks of me all the time,said he misse my smile,right then i forgave him,then i started to cry.....
(c)daddy come home,i miss you,youve been gone for way to long,i dream of you at night,when im sleepin,wonderin when ill see you again,ive never felt so lonely so afraid in my life,i put my trust in god,he'll guide you safely and everything will be alright,i cant wait to see you again,daddy come home....
repeat 1 time,with fade out....
SONG#2WHY WE DRINK
As a litte boy growing up,i always watched my mom an dad come home,just to get drunk,i used to think they were achololics,until one day, i asked why,they were drinking their lives away,my dad kinda got lost in space,then he began to say,its for lifes grace,son i aint ashamed of who i am,he said...
(c)we drink,to the dignified,we drink,to the ones who lost their lives,to the ones suffering and in pain,its just a southern thing,we drink,to remember their names....
(v2)i was in a bar,on a late summer night,everyone was partyin and having a good time,i shot a game of pool,with a couple of old guys,they had a mysterious look in their eyes,so i asked them what had brought them out,the said son if we told you,you wouldnt know what we were talking about,i said try me,you might be suprised,they began telling me a story of war,and how they'd almost ost their lives,said they had seen a lot of men die,and that night was all about memories,they said...
(c)we drink,to the dignified,we drink,to the ones who lost their lives,to the ones suffering and in pain,its just a southern thing,we drink,to remember their names...
(v3)some folks may not agree,with my southern philosphy,but i dont give a damn,i learned it from my daddy,and he taught me well,im out here today,to tell the world,why i drink everyday,il not let a day go by,that i dont remember someones name,its just a southern thing.....
(c)we drink,to the dignified,we drink,to the ones who ost their lives,to the ones suffering and in pain,its just a southern thing,we drik,to remember their names,yeah we drink,to remember their names...
SONG#3BORN AND BRED
Wake up in the morning 5 a.m,its time to get it in,work hard all day,but really cant wait,till we clock out again,we dream of the woods and our bad ways,smoke a cigarette,drink a beer,we cant help it,we were born this way,its just a southern thing...
(c)have you ever heard of a country boy,that didnt like to play,big mud tires, four wheelers,and that georgia red clay,we live out loud,we're the few,the proud,we're country boys for life...
(v2)they call us outsiders,because we make our own ways,we let it be known,we dont give a damn,yeah its just that plain,we have our lines that you'd be better not cross,if you do,goin to hell will be the cost,other than that,we're pretty easy to get along with,we just wanna ride around and have a good time...
(c)have you ever heard of a country boy that didnt like to play,big mud tires,four wheelers,and that georgia red clay,we live out loud,we're the few the proud,we're country boys for life...
(v3)born and bred in hospitality,taught to be a man by the best there is,mama sure knows how to raise her kids,god knows we've had our share of trouble,but its never been mamas fault,its just part of this crazy thing we call life,we're country boys for life...
(c)have you ever heard of a country boy that didnt like to play,big mud tires,furwhellers,and that georgia red clay,we live out loud,we're the few the proud,we're country boys for life....yeah...we're country boys for life..
ALL OF THESE SONGS NEED VOCALS AND MUSIC..I BELIEVE THAT AFTER REVIEWING THEM,YOU WILL AGREE THAT THEY MUST BE HEARD WORLDWIDE...ANYONE INTRESTED IN HELPING ME WITH VOCALS AND MUSIC,PLEASE CONTACT ME AT...jesseasmith1983@hotmail.com or at home 229-237-5358...looking forward to discussing matters futher with someone...this isnt all of my songs,i literally have around 450 that ive written..i will share royalties with potential vocalist and musician....
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