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I love writing. If you want to know anything else just ask me or else read up! I have two blogs ("A Pen Itching To Bleed Onto Paper" and "The Rebirth of J"). One of my blogs (A Pen...) is updated more frequently than the other. "The Rebirth” is more of a story I am writing with my life whereas "A Pen" would be my random thoughts past, present, and future in this unfolding journey I call life. If this is your first time reading my blog, please visit Post #2 for the month of April 2008 in my "A Pen" blog archives... Thanks!
Showing posts with label Country. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Country. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 8, 2013

Song of the month (April): Darius Rucker - Wagon Wheel

Not a big story for this song. just a great track! I had no idea it was originally performed by a band called old crow medicine and co-written by Bob Dylan! Well, anyway, it is a fantastic, catchy song that got stuck in my head the entire month of april! Enjoy!

 Darius Rucker - Wagon Wheel




Heading down south to the land of the pines
I'm thumbing my way into North Caroline
Staring up the road and pray to God I see headlights
I made it down the coast in seventeen hours
Picking me a bouquet of dogwood flowers
And I'm a-hopin' for Raleigh, I can see my baby tonight

So rock me momma like a wagon wheel
Rock me momma any way you feel
Hey momma rock me
Rock me momma like the wind and the rain
Rock me momma like a south bound train
Hey momma rock me

Running from the cold up in New England
I was born to be a fiddler in an old time string band
My baby plays a guitar, I pick a banjo now
Oh, north country winters keep a-getting me down
Lost my money playing poker so I had to leave town
But I ain't turning back to living that old life no more

So rock me momma like a wagon wheel
Rock me momma any way you feel
Hey momma rock me
Rock me momma like the wind and the rain
Rock me momma like a south bound train
Hey momma rock me

Walkin' to the south out of Roanoke
I caught a trucker out of Philly had a nice long toke
But he's a heading west from the Cumberland gap
To Johnson City, Tennessee
And I gotta get a move on before the sun
I hear my baby calling my name and I know that she's the only one
And if I died in Raleigh at least I will die free

[x2:]
So rock me momma like a wagon wheel
Rock me momma any way you feel
Hey momma rock me
Rock me momma like the wind and the rain
Rock me momma like a south bound train
Hey momma rock me

Wednesday, January 2, 2013

Song Of The Month (December): Brad Paisley - Southern Comfort Zone

This song is the December song simply because I love it. I know nothing of the south or their way of life. I am a Northern Cali Boy. It does however remind me of smalltown life. I was born in a small country town and whenever i go back there and drive dirt roads, fish  in canals or watch the sun set into the mountains I feel happy to know that this is my home. Now i live in woodland which is still small but closer to the city. Life is different there. This song brings a sense of nostalgia with it that reminds me of my past. That is why it is the last song of the month for 2012!

Brad Paisley - Southern Comfort Zone



When your wheelhouse is the land of cotton,
The first time you leave it can be strange, it can be shocking

Not everybody drives a truck, not everybody drinks sweet tea
Not everybody owns a gun, wears a ball cap boots and jeans
Not everybody goes to church or watches every NASCAR race
Not everybody knows the words to "Ring Of Fire" or "Amazing
Grace"

Chorus:
Oh, Dixie Land,
I hope you understand
When I miss my Tennessee Home
And I've been away way too long
I can't see this world unless I go
Outside my Southern Comfort Zone

I have walked the streets of Rome, I have been to foreign lands
I know what it's like to talk and have nobody understand
I have seen the Eiffel Tower lit up on a Paris night
I have kissed a West Coast girl underneath the Northern Lights
I know what it's like to be the only one like me,

To take a good hard look around and be in the minority

And I Miss my Tennessee home
But I can see the ways that I've grown
I can't see this world unless I go
Outside my Southern Comfort Zone

I miss your biscuits and your gravy
Fireflies dancing in the night
You have fed me you have saved me
Billy Graham and Martha White

I have since become a drifter
And I just can't wait to pack
Cause I know the road I leave on
It will always bring me back

(Solo)

Chorus
I wish I was in Dixie Again
I miss my Tennessee Home
And I've been away way too long
I can't see this world unless I go
Outside My Southern Comfort Zone

Look away, look away

Thursday, November 29, 2012

Song Of the Month: Jason Aldean: Drink One For Me



This song reminds me of Chico! Man, I miss Chico. My beautiful hometown.  It’s not really my hometown. I went to Chico State and ended up living in Chico even after I went to school. It became a huge part of my life. I had good friends, a nice place, and an all around good life when I was out there. I had developed a cool identity, a great social group and I was loving every minute of it. When I left, I was heartbroken. Although Chico was great, the job situation out there sucked. And since I got a job in Woodland, I left my home and my friends. Lee, tony, J-may, Phil, Mike, Lai, Matt… all of the buddies continued living their lives and I tried my hardest to keep in touch with them. But the truth of the matter was I was gone and I wasn’t part of the group anymore. The group eventually drifted apart and I miss them all dearly. I still hang out with Lee and Mike every once in a while but of course, it’s different now. We’re all older, wiser, and more experienced with life. We don’t party as hard, we cherish the time we spend together and the good ol Sears day always come up in conversation. And even though it’s different I will always hold a special place in my heart for those guys, that city and those times. I hope that once in a while they will remember me and the times and drink one for me. That’s what this song means to me. 

Jason Aldean - Drink One For Me


You don't know how bad,
I wish I was home
Can't wait to get back,
But while I'm gone
Y'all carry on

Drink one for me, for all the old times
We tore up that town, raised hell alright
Tell the boys, thanks for having my back
Some of the best memories I've ever had
So go on and get crazy
And drink one for me

I can't count the miles,
It just feels so far
And it could be a while
'Til I'm where you are
So keep me in your heart

Drink one for me, for all the old times
We tore up that town, raised hell alright
Tell the boys, thanks for having my back
Some of the best memories I've ever had
So go on and get crazy
And drink one

For the ones you can't be with
The ones we'll always miss
And times like this
And times like this

Drink one for me, for all the old times
We tore up that town, raised hell alright
Tell the boys, thanks for having my back
Some of the best memories I've ever had
So go on and get crazy
And drink one for me
Drink one for me 

Friday, June 15, 2012

Song of the Month (June): Eric Church - Springsteen

 It was a Wednesday night in June driving down a country road. That day we went to the Farmer's Market and then to the Walmart in the next town over. The sunroof was open as were our windows. The wind blew through her hair, the sky was pink and setting over the mountains, fields of corn surrounding our car. I looked at my wife and I was overwhelmed with a sense of happiness. I was exactly where I wanted to be.

Eric Church - Springsteen



To this day when I hear that song, I see you standing there on that lawn
Discount shades, store bought tan, flip-flops and cut off jeans
Somewhere between that setting sun, I'm On Fire and Born To Run
You looked at me and I was done, we were just getting started

I was singing to you, you were singing to me
I was so alive, never been more free
Fired up my daddy's lighter and we sang oh
Stayed there 'til they forced us out
We took the long way to your house
And I can still hear the sound
Of you saying don't go

When I think about you
I think about 17
I think about my old Jeep
I think about the stars in the sky
Funny how a melody sounds like a memory
Like a soundtrack to a July Saturday night
Springsteen

I bumped in to you by happenstance
You probably wouldn't even know who I am
But if I whispered your name, I bet there'd still be a spark
Back when I was gasoline and this old tattoo had brand new ink
And we didn't care what your momma would think 'bout your name on my arm

Baby is it spring or is it summer
The guitar sound or the beat of the drummer
You hear sometimes late at night on your radio
Even though you're a million miles away
When you hear Born In The USA
Do you relive those glory days from so long ago

When you think about me
Do you think about 17
Do you think about my old Jeep
Think about the stars in the sky
Funny how a melody sounds like a memory
Like a soundtrack to a July Saturday night
Springsteen, Springsteen

Woah-oh-oh-oh Woah-oh-oh-oh Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh woah-oh-oh-oh Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Funny how a melody sounds like a memory
Like a soundtrack to a July Saturday night
Springsteen, Springsteen

Woah-oh-oh-oh Woah-oh-oh-oh Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh woah-oh-oh-oh Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh Woah-oh-oh-oh Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh woah-oh-oh-oh Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Song Of The Month (May): Tracy Lawrence - Find Out Who Your Friends Are

 This song meets a lot to me because at my wedding, I found out who my real friends and family are! It was the rubber meeting the road to washington and my real friends/family showed up. Everybody else doesn't matter. My love for those that showed up increased so much. Its an honor to know that some people care so much about you that they would drop money, gas and time to travel hundreds of miles to be at your wedding. For these few there were no excuses, no stories, nothing but true love. I thank God so much for my REAL family... Jaime, Becky, Nick, Leti, Pastor John, Alejandro, Paloma, Guera, Luis, Art, Mom, dad, Jessica, Iris and Anthony... THEY are my real family!


Tracy Lawrence Feat. Tim McGraw and Kenny Chesney - Find Out Who Your Friends Are

Run your car off the side of the road
Get stuck in a ditch way out in the middle of nowhere
Or get yourself in a bind lose the shirt off your back
Need a floor, need a couch, need a bus fare

This is where the rubber meets the road
This is where the cream is gonna rise
This is what you really didn't know
This is where the truth don't lie

[Chorus]
You find out who your friends are
Somebody's gonna drop everything
Run out and crank up their car
Hit the gas, get there fast
Never stop to think 'what's in it for me?' or 'it's way too far'
They just show on up with their big old heart
You find out who your friends are

Everybody wants to slap your back
wants to shake your hand
when you're up on top of that mountain
But let one of those rocks give way then you slide back down look up
and see who's around then

This ain't where the road comes to an end
This ain't where the bandwagon stops
This is just one of those times when
A lot of folks jump off

[Chorus]

When the water's high
When the weather's not so fair
When the well runs dry
Who's gonna be there?

[Chorus]

You find out who your friends are
(yeah, yeah)
You find out who your friends are

Run your car off the side of the road
Get stuck in a ditch way out in the middle of nowhere
(Well man, I've been there)
Or get yourself in a bind lose the shirt off your back
Need a floor, need a couch, need a bus fare
(Man, I've been there)

Man, I've been there
Oooh yeah.