I WORK FOR PEANUTS I WAS READIN` THE PAPER THE OTHER DAY AND`BOUT CHOKED TO DEATH ON A MILKY WAY WHEN I SAW WHAT COMPANIES WERE PAYING THEIR C.E.O.S AS IF THE SALARIES WEREN`T RIDICULOUS ENOUGH THEY GAVE `EM PERKS WITH ALL KINDS OF STUFF LIKE PERSONAL TRAINERS AND TICKETS TO BROADWAY SHOWS WHILE OUT HERE IN THE REAL WORLD WHERE NOTHIN`S GUARANTEED I BUST MY TAIL TO EARN A WEEKLY CHECK FOR WHAT I NEED I WORK FOR PEANUTS...I WORK FOR BEER I LOVE MY FRIDAY NIGHTS WITH NEON LIGHTS AND BLUE COLLAR ATMOSPHERE SOME FOLKS SLAVE AWAY FOR MONEY..OR TO FURTHER THEIR CAREERS I WORK FOR PEANUTS...I WORK FOR BEER SOMETIMES I LIKE TO FANTASIZE ABOUT A CORNER OFFICE IN A BIG HIGH-RISE WEARIN`A FANCY SUIT AND DRIVIN` A LEXUS BUT LIVIN` IN THAT CORPORATE GRIND I KNOW I`D UP AND LOSE MY MIND OR END UP WITH AN ULCER. ..THE SIZE O` TEXAS SO GIVE ME JEANS AND A FLANNEL SHIRT AND KEEP YOUR SUIT AND TIE I`D RATHER KEEP MY SANITY...IN CASE YOU`RE WONDERIN` WHY CHORUS REPEAT THE RICH KEEP GETTIN` RICHER…AND I DON`T GIVE A DAMN `CAUSE MONEY DON`T BUY HAPPINESS AND I`M HAPPY WHERE I AM CHORUS REPEAT © R.S. MARSHALL 625 QUAIL RIDGE CIRCLE AKRON , OH 44319 E MAIL: RSMARSHALL002 @ GMAIL.COM 330-472-2088
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ON HER FRONT PORCH ..SIPPIN` TEA ..WE`D BE TALKIN` ..JUST HER AND ME AND SOMETIMES IN HER STORIES I WOULD HEAR HER DROP HIS NAME IN NOW AND THEN THEN SOON I`D COME TO KNOW..THAT BEFORE SHE`D LET ME GO.. THREE WORDS WOULD MARK OUR CONVERSATION`S END…… MMMMM… READ YOUR BIBLE
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Tell me...Darlin`tell me Don`t hold nothin` back… I want the truth Should I hold you tighter… Or tell me Darlin` should I turn you loose
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TAKE MY HAND..I WON`T LET GO THAT`S WHAT GOD MADE DADDIES FOR YOU KNOW I`LL BE RIGHT BY YOUR SIDE SO DON`T BE SCARED ANOTHER STEP OR TWO AND YOU`LL BE THERE
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I`M ON VACATION YEAH IT`S BEEN ONE HELLUVA YEAR FOR SURE SEEMS EVERYBODY`S ASKING ME FOR MORE AND MORE IT`S GOT WE WONDERIN` WHAT I`M EVEN WORKING FOR WITH NO TIME TO CALL MY OWN WELL I FINALLY GET OFF THAT WEEK I`M DUE GOD KNOWS I NEED IT ..AND I KNOW TOO JUST ONE THING LEFT THAT I HAVE TO DO PUT THIS MESSAGE ON MY PHONE I`M ON VACATION…AND I CAN`T BE REACHED I`M BURIED IN THE SAND ON AN ANONYMOUS BEACH AND I BREAK OFF ALL FORMS OF COMMUNICATION… WHEN I`M ON VACATION LOUNGING IN THE SUN DOIN` TWELVE OUNCE CURLS LORD I`VE NEVER SEEN SO MANY PRETTY GIRLS WINDIN` DOWN WITHOUT A SINGLE CARE IN THE WORLD YOU KNOW I`M HAVING FUN CHORUS REPEAT I SURE COULD USE SOME MORE OF THIS KINDA THING AINT WORRYIN` `BOUT WHAT TOMMORROW WILL BRING DON`T BOTHER PHONING ME `CAUSE I WON`T HEAR MINE RING I LEFT IT AT HOME CHORUS REPEAT CHORUS REPEAT © R.S. MARSHALL EMAIL:RSMARSHALL002@GMAIL.COM
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I`M THINKIN` THAT WE NEED TO BRING BACK SUPPERTIME WITH FAMILIES `ROUND A TABLE SAYIN` GRACE TURN OFF THE PHONES AND T.V…… ….AND GO OFFLINE START TALKIN` TO EACH OTHER FACE TO FACE CONSIDERING ALL THE GOOD IT BRINGS TO MIND….. WE NEED TO BRING BACK SUPPERTIME
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I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN I Should Have Known Are you sure that we’re through? Is there nothing I can do to make you change your mind and stay and stop me feeling blue? If what I did was hurt you, I’m sorry, can’t you see? I should have known I’d only end up hurting me. I wish that I’d been honest. I wish I’d never strayed. I wish that somehow I could fix the mess that I have made. I didn’t ever mean to be so cruel. Why was I such a crazy goddam fool? CHORUS REPEAT I wish that you would tell me Just what I’d have to say to prove to you I couldn’t bear for you to walk away. I didn’t know this pain could be so bad. Your loving was the best I ever had. CHORUS REPEAT © R.S. MARSHALL /DAVID LAWRENCE RSMARSHALL002@GMAIL.COM
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WAS IT SOMETHING I SAID When we were lovers we never asked questions. Life was so easy..the days just flew by Now things are different.. my nights last forever. I don’t know what happened and I don’t know why. Was it something I said? Was it something I did? Was I stupid or cold and unkind? Was it something I showed you or something I hid? When I ought to have seen, was I blind? When we were lovers, I knew all the answers. Life was so easy; our hearts beat as one. Now things are different.. you act like a stranger. I don’t know what happened or what I have done. CHORUS REPEAT Will you tell me, give me reasons? Keep it simple. Make it plain. Why the storm clouds when you see me? Why did sunshine turn to rain? Was it something I said? Was it something I did? Was I stupid or cold and unkind? Was it something I showed you or something I hid? When I ought to have seen.. was I blind? When I ought to have seen.. was I blind? © R.S. MARSHALL /DAVID LAWRENCE RSMARSHALL002@GMAIL.COM
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‘Love, You Owe Me A Favour’ LOVE.. YOU OWE ME A FAVOUR DON`T LAUGH IN MY FACE FOR A START LOVE..YOU OWE ME A FAVOUR FOR TAKING THEN BREAKING MY HEART Why must you be so damn cruel? Why do you give nothing back? I’ve never been hoping for kindness, but at least you could cut me some slack. Love, you owe me a favour. Don’t make me the butt of your jokes. Love, you owe me a favour. Just treat me like regular folks. Why must you be so damn cruel? You push me away like I’m dirt. What have I done to deserve it? Is it my fault I always get hurt? I see lots of lovers out walking. They laugh and the act so carefree. I see how they touch while they’re talkin and wish for a love to touch me. Love, you owe me a favour. Don’t tell me you’ve got none to spare. Love, you owe me a favour. Just send me a sign; I’ll be there. Why must you be so damn cruel? And why don’t you end this heartache? I’ve nobody else to rely on, So, I’m begging you: give me a break. Love, you owe me a favour....
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YOU`RE RE NOT ALONE HEY THERE BROTHER WHERE YOU BEEN...I HAVEN`T SEEN YOU FOR A WHILE YOU`VE ALL BUT UP AND DISAPPEARED LIKE A CASTAWAY ..ON SOME DESERTED ISLE YOU SMILE AND TELL ME IT`S ALL GOOD...BUT THAT`S HARD TO BELIEVE SEE I KNOW THAT YOU`VE BEEN STRUGGLING AND SOMETIMES.. APPEARANCES DECEIVE DON`T BEAR IT ON YOUR OWN `CAUSE YOU`RE NOT MADE OF STONE YOU KNOW YOU`RE NOT ALONE YOU`RE REALLY NOT ALONE HEY YOUNG LADY WITH YOUR PHD AND SUV.. I REALLY HAVE TO ASK YOU SEEM TO HAVE IT ALL AND LIFE`S SO ROSY ..OR IS THAT JUST SOME MASK LATELY WE`VE SEEN A DIFFERENT SIDE OF YOU...ONE WE`VE NOT SEEN BEFORE I`M HERE TO LEND AN EAR BUT I CAN`T LISTEN.. WHEN YOU WITHDRAW BEHIND CLOSED DOORS CHORUS REPEAT SUFFERING IN SILENCE CAN SHARPEN ..THAT PAIN THAT YOU CONCEAL THERE`S HELP HERE AT HAND IF YOU`RE OPEN ..TO SHARING HOW YOU FEEL CHORUS REPEAT ©R.S. MARSHALL WWW.SCOTTMARSHALLMUSIC.NET EMAIL: RSMARSHALL002@GMAIL.COM
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WHERE DOES THE LOVE GO ? SHE`LL KEEP THE CONDO…AND HE`LL TAKE THE CAR NEITHER OF THEM EVER THOUGHT IT WOULD GET THIS FAR BUT SHE`S ON HER OWN NOW… DETERMINED TO..SEE IT THROUGH..AND PROVE TO EVERYONE THAT SHE AINT SCARED WHILE HE`S FLYIN SOLO … TO WHO KNOWS WHERE BUT WHERE DOES THE LOVE GO…WHEN TWO HEARTS GO ASTRAY IT`S GOT NO WINGS .. IT CAN`T UP AND FLY AWAY AND WHEN IT`S ALL OVER..AND THEY BOTH SET OUT ALONE THERE`S JUST ONE THING I WANT TO KNOW… WHERE DOES THE LOVE GO PEOPLE GROW WEARY…WHEN TOO MANY BATTLES ARE FOUGHT SPIRITS GET BROKEN WHEN HEARTSTRINGS ARE TIED UP IN KNOTS WHAT DOES IT MATTER… WHO IS RIGHT.. OR WHY THEY FIGHT..FOR WHEN IT COMES TO DEALINGS OF THE HEART SOMETIMES IT`S BETTER ..TO LIVE APART CHORUS REPEAT INSTRUMENTAL BREAK CHORUS REPEAT © R.S. MARSHALL RSMARSHALL002@GMAIL.COM
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I KEEP ON GOIN` RISIN` AT 4:30.. SURE AINT NO PIECE O` CAKE BUT THE LONGER THAT I LAY IN BED..THE MORE MY JOINTS WILL ACHE MAYBE I SHOULDA STAYED IN SCHOOL..LIKE MY DADDY SAID BUT I LEARNED TO MAKE A LIVIN` WITH MY HANDS ...NOW THEY`RE AS HARD AS MY HEAD SO I KEEP ON GOIN` ...`CAUSE I WAS RAISED THAT`S WHAT A MAN SHOULD DO.... I`LL KEEP ON ROLLIN` LIKE A MILLSTONE AND GRINDIN` TILL MY WORKIN` DAYS ARE THROUGH SOMETIMES I FEEL THIS JOB I`M IN.... IS WORKIN` ME TO DEATH AND I LONG TO START ENJOYIN`...WHAT TIME THAT I GOT LEFT I WISH I`D FOUND A WAY...TO PUT MORE IN THE BANK WALL STREET`S DOWN AND WITH IT...MY RETIREMENT ACCOUNT HAS PROBABLY SANK CHORUS REPEAT I KNOW WHEN I GET HOME TONIGHT MY BACK WILL PROBABLY HURT BUT I`LL DRAW COMFORT FROM THE PRIDE I FEEL....FROM DOIN` WORK CHORUS REPEAT ©R.S. Marshall WWW.SCOTTMARSHALLMUSIC.NET
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ROADKILL DRIVIN` HOME FROM BINGO IN MY OL` PICKUP TRUCK WONDERIN` WHAT MY WIFE WAS FIXIN` US TO EAT LATELY IT SEEMS ALL I GET IS BEANS...I`M `BOUT READY TO SAY YUCK I`D LOVE TO SINK MY TEETH INTO SOME MEAT THEN I SPOTTED ON THE CENTERLINE OF THE HIGHWAY UP AHEAD A POSSUM JUST RUNNED OVER...WHAT A SIGHT I STOPPED AND SCRAPED THAT VARMINT UP AND TOSSED HIM IN THE BED THERE`S BEEN A CHANGE O` MENU MAMA..WE GOT FRESH MEAT TONIGHT WE`RE TALKIN... ROADKILL FOR BREAKFAST...ROADKILL FOR LUNCH WHAT`S RUN DOWN ON A FRIDAY NIGHT MAKES SUNDAY MORNIN` BRUNCH YOU ALL SEE A CARCASS WITH A TREADMARK ON IT`S BACK WE SEE WHAT`S FOR DINNER...WITH LEFTOVERS FOR SNACKS WHETHER IT`S A GOPHER..A RABBIT..OR A SQUIRREL OR ON SPECIAL RARE OCCASIONS...A DEAD WILD BOAR THEM SIGHTS AND SMELLS I`M SURE COMPEL MOST CITY FOLKS TO HURL BUT TO US IT`S A VIRTUAL ASPHAULT GROCERY STORE REPEAT CHORUS THE SECRET IS IN PROPERLY PREPARIN` A FRESH KILL BEFORE YOU COOK IT...YOU MARINATE IT IN MOONSHINE THAT MEAT WILL SOAK THE BOOZE UP LIKE A SPONGE ABSORBS A SPILL TAKE THREE BITES YOU`LL BE SO DRUNK YOU`LL SWEAR IT`S USDA PRIME REPEAT CHORUS ©R.S. Marshall WWW.SCOTTMARSHALLMUSIC.NET
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ROAD TRIP I SAW THAT LOOK YOU GAVE ME... THE ONE YOUR MAMA KNEW TOO WELL WHEN WE FIRST MET SHE TRIED TO WARN ME.. SAID BOY DON`T LET HER GIVE YOU ANY HELL AND NOW I KNOW WHAT SHE WAS TALKIN` `BOUT.. YEAH I`VE SEEN THIS SHOW BEFORE BUT I AINT UP FOR WATCHIN` RERUNS...THIS TIRED SCENE IS REALLY QUITE A BORE I THINK I`M READY FOR A ROAD TRIP...DON`T GIVE A DAMN HOW FAR I GO AS LONG AS I AINT HEARIN` YOUR LIP...THAT`S FAR ENOUGH AWAY FOR ME I KNOW YOU`RE PUSHIN` ALL MY BUTTONS... LIKE SOME DAMN VIDEO GAME AND YOU`RE CLOSE TO HITTIN` JACKPOT .. `CAUSE I`M ABOUT TO GO INSANE WELL I`LL SAVE YOU ALL THE TROUBLE...OF JUMPIN` ON MY CASE AND DO US BOTH A FAVOR...LORD KNOWS WE SURE CAN USE THE SPACE THAT`S WHY I`M HEADIN` ON A ROAD TRIP...DON`T GIVE A DAMN HOW FAR I GO AS LONG AS I AINT HEARIN` YOUR LIP...THAT`S FAR ENOUGH AWAY FOR ME I KNOW ??????????? REPEAT CHORUS ©R.S. Marshall WWW.SCOTTMARSHALLMUSIC.NET
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TWANG WHEN I GOT HOME FROM WORK LAST NIGHT I WAS FEELIN` `BOUT HALF DEAD I GRABBED A BEER AND THE REMOTE CONTROL ..AND HEADED FOR THE COUCH THEN MY BABY CAME DOWNSTAIRS ALL DRESSED UP TO KILL AND SAID REMEMBER HONEY...YOU PROMISED TO TAKE ME OUT WELL I WANTED TO CRY BUT I GAVE MY WORD SO I TOOK HER TO A HONKY TONK JUST CLIMBIN` ON THAT BAR STOOL WAS A CHORE BUT MY EARS PERKED UP WHEN I HEARD THE BAND PLAY A HILLBILLY ROCKIN` SONG NEXT THING I KNOW..I WAS JUMPIN` ALL AROUND THE FLOOR IT HAPPENS EVERYTIME WHEN I HEAR THAT TWANG A STEEL GUITAR AND A TEXAS FIDDLE..MAKE ME WANNA DANCE AND SING IT``S LIKE A SPELL COMES OVER ME..I FORGET ABOUT EVERYTHING YOU KNOW I CAN`T HELP IT I JUST GET EXCITED..WHENEVER I HEAR THAT TWANG A GUITAR STRING BEIN` BENT SO FAR YOU`LL SWEAR IT`S GONNA SNAP IN TWO A FIDDLE BEIN` SAWED LIKE A LUMBER JACK CUTTIN` WOOD WHEN I HEAR THEM SOUNDS EVEN WHEN I`M DOWN..IT REJUVENATES MY ATTITUDE I`D TWO-STEP ON THE CEILIN` IF I COULD YEA COUNTRY ROCK CAN WIND MY CLOCK LIKE NO OTHER MUSIC CAN IT SENDS A TINGLIN` FROM MY HEAD DOWN TO MY TOES I FEEL LIKE I JUST ATE A CAN O` SPINACH AND I`M POPEYE THE SAILERMAN HEY ..C`MON OLIVE.. LET`S BOOGIE TILL THE DANCE HALLS CLOSE REPEAT CHORUS... COPYRIGHT 1999 R.S. MARSHALL /330-472-2088
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I TOUCHED YOUR WORLD TODAY WE GREW UP TOGETHER ON THE SOUTH SIDE OF TOWN YOU AND ME AND THE GIRL HUNG AROUND I WITNESSED YOUR VOWS WHEN TWO BECAME ONE YOUR WORLD STARTED TURNING AND MINE CAME UNDONE BUT I TOUCHED YOUR WORLD TODAY I SHOULDN`T HAVE TOUCHED HER THAT WAY SHE`S YOUR UNIVERSE AND THATJUST MAKES IT WORSE AND OH WHAT A PRICE THAT WE`LL PAY CUZ I TOUCHED YOUR WORLD TODAY I KNOW WHERE YOU GO WHEN YOUR WORK DAY IS DONE SO DOES YOUR DAUGHTER YOUR WIFE AND YOUR SON A HOUSE AND A YARD AND A WHITE PICKET FENCE A PLACE WHERE THE WORLD WILL ALWAYS MAKE SENSE CHORUS REPEAT THERE IS NO DOUBT THAT SHE IS YOUR LIFE BUT I CAN`T DENY MY LOVE FOR YOUR WIFE HER SMILE AND HER LAUGH..HER TENDER SWEET LIPS TODAY I FOUND YOUR WORLD ON MY FINGER TIPS CHORUS REPEAT © R.S. MARSHALL/R.NORHEIM
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A GREAT BIG LOVE SHE`S GOT A GREAT BIG LOVE...A GREAT BIG LOVE BLESSED WITH A PRECIOUS GIFT FROM HIGH ABOVE SHE GIVES HER HEART SO FREELY...IT POURS FROM AN ENDLESS CUP OF GREAT BIG LOVE...GREAT BIG LOVE SHE`S AN ANGEL...NO NEED TO SWEAR BY ME ASK ANYONE WHO KNOWS HER AND THEY`LL ALL AGREE IF KINDNESS AND GRACE.... COULD BE MEASURED BY DEGREES HER`S COULD NOT BE COUNTED `CAUSE IT`S INFINITY REPEAT CHORUS THERE`S AN OCEAN ...OF GOODNESS IN HER SOUL AND TO WHOEVER IS IN NEED OF IT SHE`LL LET IT FLOW THE MORE SHE SHARES HER JOY .. THE MORE THAT IT GROWS IT`S A LIMITLESS SUPPLY...HEAVEN KNOWS REPEAT CHORUS © R.S. MARSHALL www.scottmarshallmusic.net
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PRETTY BLUE WATER SEEMS LIKE IT`S BEEN FOREVER...LIKE MISSIN` SOME OLD FRIEND IT`S BEEN TOO LONG SINCE I`VE BEEN GONE..BUT I`M BACK AGAIN DROPPING DOWN FOR LANDING...WE`RE AT FIVE THOUSAND FEET I TAKE IN THE VIEW OF THAT TURQUOISE BLUE FROM MY WINDOW SEAT PRETTY BLUE WATER..OHH..BATHE MY SOUL IN THEE PRETTY BLUE WATER...OHH..ROLL IN OVER ME YEAH..I`VE BEEN WOUND UP TIGHTER...THAN A GUITAR STRING YOUR CALMING WAVES ARE WHAT I NEED THESE DAYS MORE THAN ANYTHING GONNA DO A LITTLE SNORKELIN`...IN A SEA THAT`S CRYSTAL CLEAR LIKE SWIMMIN` IN AN AQUARIUM THAT`S WHY I LOVE IT HERE PRETTY BLUE WATER..OHH..BATHE MY SOUL IN THEE PRETTY BLUE WATER..OHH..ROLL IN OVER ME PRETTY BLUE WATER..OHH..LIKE THE KIND YOU FIND IN DEVIL`S BAY PRETTY BLUEWATER..OHH..WASH MY CARES AWAY /////////////BREAK/////////// CHORUS REPEAT © R.S. MARSHALL www.scottmarshallmusic.net
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STEP BACK STEP BACK..TAKE A LOOK AT ME STEP BACK..TELL ME WHAT YOU SEE YOU`RE LOOKIN` AT A MAN..WHO`S ALWAYS GONNA BE STANDIN` RIGHT NEXT TO YOU STEP BACK..TAKE A LOOK AROUND STEP BACK..TELL YOU WHAT I FOUND AS LONG AS WE BUILD ON A SOLID GROUND AINT NOTHIN` WE CAN`T DO YEAH I KNOW THIS OL` WORLD CAN DRIVE YOU CRAZY SOMETIMES YOU GOTTA STOP AND CATCH YOUR BREATH ALONG THE WAY STEP BACK..LET YOUR WORRIES GO STEP BACK..AND SET YOUR HEART AGLOW CUZ IF THERE`S ONE THING THAT WE BOTH KNOW IT`S WE GOT US A LOVE..YEAHHH WE GOT US A LOVE! INSTRUMENTAL BREAK YEAH I KNOW THIS OL` WORLD CAN DRIVE YOU CRAZY SOMETIMES YOU GOTTA STOP TO CATCH YOUR BREATH ALONG THE WAY STEP BACK..LET YOUR WORRIES GO STEP BACK ..SET YOUR HEART AGLOW CUZ IF THERE`S ONE THING THAT WE BOTH KNOW IT`S WE GOT US A LOVE….YEAHHH WE GOT US A LOVE ©R.S. Marshall ( 330 ) 472-2088 /rmarshall002@neo.rr.com 625 QUAIL RIDGE CIRCLE , AKRON, OH 44319
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I SWEAR TO DOG SHE THINKS IT`S CUTE WHEN YOU LEAVE YOUR CHEW TOYS..SCATTERED ACROSS THE FLOOR BUT LET ME DROP ONE PAIR O` JEANS THERE AND BOY... DOES SHE GET SORE AND YOU DON`T GET YOUR RIBS POKED WHEN YOU SNORE... I SWEAR TO DOG... YOU ALWAYS GET YOUR DINNER RIGHT ON TIME AT FIVE O`CLOCK YET WHEN I COME HOME STARVIN` ....SHE DECIDES YOU NEED A WALK AND I GET BLAMED IF YOU CHEW UP MY SOCKS... I SWEAR TO DOG... I SWEAR TO DOG... I WISH SHE`D LOOK AT ME THE WAY SHE LOOKS AT YOU WITH LOVE AND ADORATION...JUST LIKE SHE USED TO DO I`M STARTIN` TO GET JEALOUS...AND THAT`S THE TRUTH... I SWEAR TO DOG THE OTHER NIGHT I REACHED FOR HER TO CUDDLE IN OUR BED BUT FOUND YOUR FLOPPY EARS AND BIG OL` SLURPY TONGUE INSTEAD THE FIRST THOUGHT..THAT POPPED INSIDE MY HEAD WAS..I SWEAR TO DOG... REPEAT CHORUS AND WHEN I DIE I PROMISE YOU THERE WON`T BE ONE REGRET AS LONG AS I CAN COME BACK....AND BE ONE OF HER PETS REPEAT CHORUS © R.S. MARSHALL www.scottmarshallmusic.net
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I`M A SNOWBIRD " I GOT THE OCEAN.. MY LOTION..AND A PERFECT DAY TO GRAB SOME SUN BEATS THE HELL YOU KNOW..OUTTA SHOVELIN` SNOW IN SASKATCHEWAN WEARIN` FLIP FLOPS..A TANK TOP AND AVIATORS LIKE TWO MIRRORS INSTEAD OF COATS AND HATS..THERMAL GLOVES AND MASKS..THAT`S WHY I`M HERE YEAH.. I`M A SNOWBIRD...THAT`S WHAT I AM I LIKE MY WINTERS WARM...WITH SUN AND SAND THE ONLY ICE I`LL SEE IS IN A DAIQUIRI ...SOMEBODY PUT ONE IN MY HAND `CAUSE SOON I`LL PULL UP STAKES..WHEN THE WEATHER BREAKS..AND FLY NORTH AGAIN I GOT BALMY DAYS..AND CRASHIN` WAVES..AND HAPPY SAND BETWEEN MY TOES FEELIN` FOR MY FRIENDS..UP IN CLEVELAND..WHERE THE LAKE IS FROZE THE BEACH TO ME`S LIKE THERAPY...IT`S SOOTHING DOWN BY THE SHORE SHIVERIN` FROM THE COLD..THAT SURE GETS OLD..I CAN`T TAKE IT NO MORE SO NOW.. REPEAT CHORUS UP NORTH`S DIVINE WHEN THE WEATHERS FINE...BUT WINTERS ..YOU`LL PAY A PRICE SO I HEAD DOWN SOUTH..WHERE I WAIT `EM OUT...IN A TROPICAL PARADISE REPEAT CHORUS © R.S. MARSHALL www.scottmarshallmusic.net
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GET OUTTA MY WAY I KNOW DARN WELL YOU SEE ME..IN YOUR REAR VIEW MIRROR CUZ I`VE BEEN STUCK BEHIND YOU FOR A WHILE YOU`RE ABOUT TO GET A TASTE..OF THIS OL` AIR HORN IN YOUR EAR I`M GETTIN` MORE IRATE WITH EVERY MILE GET OUTTA...WON`T YOU GET OUTTA MY WAY POKIN` ALONG WHERE YOU DON`T BELONG IN THE PASSIN` LANE C`MON BUDDY MAKE A MOVE... I AINT GOT ALL DAY WON`T YOU GET OUTTA...GET OUTTA MY WAY JUST WHAT THE HECK`S YOUR PROBLEM..ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND OR JUST TOO DUMB TO UNDERSTAND THE RULES YOU GOT A LINE OF CARS A MILE LONG ON YOUR BEHIND LEFT IS FAST..RIGHT IS SLOW..YOU FOOL REPEAT CHORUS APPARENTLY YOU DON`T HAVE NO PLACE YOU HAVE TO BE WELL THAT MUST BE NICE...MEANWHILE I`M RUNNIN` LATE SLOWIN` DOWN THE TRAFFIC FLOW IS DANGEROUS CAN`T YOU SEE IT LEADS TO TAILGATIN` CAUSE IT`S FRUSTRATIN` WHEN YOU`RE RIDIN ON THE BREAKS GET OUTTA...WON`T YOU GET OUTTA MY WAY POKIN` ALONG WHERE YOU DON`T BELONG IN THE PASSIN` LANE MY BLOOD PRESSURE IS BOILIN`..I`M `BOUT TO BURST A VEIN WON`T YOU GET OUTTA..GET OUTTA MY WAY GET OUTTA..GET OUTTA MY WAY ©2023 R.S. MARSHALL www.scottmarshallmusic.net
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BEFORE MY TIME IS GONE YOU KNOW I THINK I`VE FINALLY REACHED THE POINT ..WHERE I CAN COMPREHEND THAT THIS THREE RING CIRCUS CALLED MY LIFE..IS ONE DAY GONNA END IT`S GOT ME THINKIN` `BOUT THOSE THINGS..THAT I STILL LONG TO DO AND THAT ANXIOUS FIRE INSIDE O` ME ..WON`T DIE UNTIL I`M THROUGH NO THERE AINT NOBODY IN THIS WORLD GOT ANY TIME TO LOSE WE`RE ONLY ON THIS PLANET FOR SO LONG SO I BETTER MAKE THE MOST OF MINE..IN THIS LIFE I CHOOSE AND DO SOME GOOD BEFORE MY TIME IS GONE THERE ARE PLACES ON THIS EARTH..THAT I STILL PLAN TO SEE THOUGH I KNOW I`M PART OF SOMETHIN` BIGGER..IT AINT ALL ABOUT ME OH IT`S BEEN A BLESSING SO FAR .. THESE YEARS I`VE HAD TO LIVE NOW I FEEL A NEED TO GIVE THE BEST OF ME I`VE GOT TO GIVE CHORUS REPEAT bridge TOMORROW`S NOT A GUARANTEE FOR ANYONE OF US AND DAYS BURN UP LIKE A KING SIZE CIGARETTE SO I`LL BE A RED HOT EMBER..THEN WHEN MY ASHES FALL TO DUST THEY`LL SCATTER IN THE WIND WITH NO REGRETS CHORUS REPEAT ©R.S. MARSHALL
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GOD HELP US NOW THERE`S SO MUCH HATEFUL TALK… IN THIS WORLD HOW`D WE EVER GET TO BE SO MEAN EVERY HURTFUL WORD ..IS LIKE A STONE THAT`S BEEN HURLED IT`S WORSE NOW… THAN I HAVE EVER SEEN GOD HELP US … SOW SOME SEEDS …IN A COMMON GROUND AND HELP US GROW AN OLIVE TREE..WITH BRANCHES ALL AROUND THEN BRING A PEACEFUL RAIN TO QUENCH A LAND THAT`S PARCHED AND BROWN….. GOD HELP US NOW WE`VE LOST OUR CIVILITY AND THE WILL TO COMPROMISE AND WHAT`S BECOME OF COMMON DECENCY NOW IT`S US AGAINST THEM…AND WE TRASH TALK THE OTHER GUYS ON THIS ONE THING.. I PRAY WE CAN AGREE CHORUS REPEAT WE`RE ALL IN THIS TOGETHER..IT`S NEITHER LEFT NOR RIGHT LET`S TURN DOWN ALL THE CHATTER...TELLING US TO FIGHT CHORUS REPEAT ©R.S. MARSHALL www.ScottMarshallMusic.NET
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THIS OL` TREE THEY SAY SHE TOOK SOME MUSKET BALLS IN 1864 PROVIDING COVER FOR YANKEE TROOPS ..IN THAT NOT SO CIVIL WAR BUT TIME RUNS OUT FOR EVERYONE… AND ALL THOSE BOYS ARE GONE BUT THIS OL` TREE….IS STILL GOIN` STRONG THIS OL` TREE …BEEN STANDIN` NEAR TWO CENTURIES I WONDER DOES IT HAVE A MEMORY IT SAW JOHNNY MARCHIN` HOME AGAIN..AND WATCHED ME SKIN MY KNEE ….THIS OL` TREE A YELLOW RIBBON WRAPPED HER TRUNK IN 1965 BUT MY UNCLE NEVER MADE IT BACK FROM VIET NAM ALIVE STILL LIFE GOES ON AND CYCLES WITH EACH TURNIN` OF THIS WORLD AND THIS OL` TREE PROVIDED SHADE WHEN I KISSED MY FIRST GIRL CHORUS REPEAT AND WHEN I DIE..I`LL HAVE THEM SPREAD MY ASHES ON THE GROUND SO MY REMAINS CAN FEED HER ROOTS ..AND FOREVER BE EARTHBOUND THEN EVEN THOUGH I`LL BE IN HEAVEN WITH MY SPIRIT FREE A SMALL PART OF MY SOUL WILL LIVE INSIDE OF THIS OL` TREE CHORUS REPEAT ©R.S. MARSHALL
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CRYSTAL BALL © 2024 Sims/Marshall Gaze into your crystal ball And tell me what you see, Is it true it shows that she`s Not really meant for me. Am I her only lover or is she somewhere else Off to find another Leaving me to ask myself Gypsy with your mystic ways look in your Crystal Ball Does she even think of me at all Read the lines upon my palms, Oh please don’t tell me still She hasn’t loved me all along And likely never will. No....try the cards, I’m sure they’re right Though they keep turning up With all the aces upside down, A lousy sign for luck Gypsy with your mystic ways look in your Crystal Ball Do you think we`ll have an early fall The pain I feel is real..And I wish you could be wrong, But I know what you`re gonna see...That she`s already gone Oh Gypsy with your mystic ways look in your Crystal Ball Was she ever really mine at all Was she ever really mine at all
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CAUGHT UP IN A RIP TIDE I JUMPED INTO THE WATER... FEELIN` LIGHT AND FREE THEN SOMETHING DARK AND HEAVY STARTED PULLING HARD ON ME I TRIED TO DRAW ATTENTION...BUT NOBODY COULD SEE NO LONGER TOUCHING BOTTOM...I WAS IN SO DEEP I WAS CAUGHT UP IN A RIP TIDE...A DANGEROUS UNDERTOW THE MORE I FOUGHT THE MORE I GOT FARTHER AWAY FROM SHORE IT`S A SCARY SITUATION ...WHERE MANY DON`T SURVIVE WHEN YOU`RE CAUGHT UP IN A RIP TIDE THE SHORELINE NOW LOOKED DISTANT...I`D BEEN CARRIED OUT SO FAR WITH NO ONE ELSE AROUND ME...AND THERE WAS NO LIFEGUARD PANIC STARTED CREEPIN` IN...THE CONDITIONS WERE SO HARD WITH EVERY STROKE I LABORED...LORD I WAS SO TIRED CHORUS REPEAT BRIDGE: I STARTED FLOATING ON MY BACK SO I COULD CATCH MY BREATH FREEING UP MY MIND TO THINK MORE CLEARLY WHILE AT REST RECALLING PRIOR GUIDANCE TO SWIM PARALLEL TO THE BEACH I DID UNTIL I FELT.. THAT SAFE WATER WAS IN REACH... THAT`S HOW I GOT OUT OF THE RIP TIDE..AND AND MADE IT BACK TO SHORE COLLAPSING IN THE SAND... FEELIN` THANKFUL EVERMORE TAKE HEED WHEN YOU SEE RIP CURRENTS...ON A WARNING SIGN SO YOU`RE NOT CAUGHT UP IN A RIP TIDE DON`T GET CAUGHT UP IN A RIP TIDE © R.S. MARSHALL
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TURN AROUND I STILL RECALL THAT SWEET VOICE... WHEN SHE WAS MAYBE TWO SAYIN` THAT`S MY DADDY.. WHEN I WALKED INTO HER DAYCARE ROOM AND NOW SHE`S OFF TO COLLEGE AND I`M TRYIN` TO BE BRAVE FIGHTIN` TEARS WHILE THINKIN`..AS SHE SMILES AND DRIVES AWAY DID I SAY ENOUGH...HOW I LOVE HER SO AND I`M PROUD OF HER.. I FIGURE THAT SHE PROBABLY KNOWS WE ALWAYS THINK THERE`S TIME ENOUGH TO SAY THESE THINGS BUT TIME CAN PROVE YOU WRONG... I TURNED AROUND AND SHE WAS GONE MY MOTHER PASSED ON WAY TOO SOON..YET IT`S STILL CLEAR TO ME HOW SHE WOULD`VE LOVED TO KISS AND HUG HER GRANDKIDS TENDERLY SHE WAS ALWAYS TAKING CARE TO NURTURE EVERYBODY ELSE INCLUDING ME.. AND NOW I FIND I`M QUESTIONING MYSELF DID I SAY ENOUGH...HOW I LOVED HER SO AND I WAS PROUD OF HER.. I FIGURE NOW SHE PROBABLY KNOWS WE ALWAYS THINK THERE`S TIME ENOUGH TO SAY THESE THINGS BUT TIME CAN PROVE YOU WRONG... I TURNED AROUND AND SHE WAS GONE I`M TRYING TO OPEN UP MY HEART SO IT`S MORE EASILY REVEALED `CAUSE HEAVEN KNOWS WE`VE GOT NO TIME TO WASTE GO TELL YOUR SPECIAL PEOPLE..LOUD AND OFTEN HOW YOU FEEL SO YOU WON`T HAVE TO SECOND GUESS YOURSELF... WHEN IT`S TOO LATE MAKE SURE YOU SAY ENOUGH...HOW YOU LOVE `EM SO AND YOU`RE PROUD OF THEM...ASSUMING THEY DON`T EVEN KNOW WE ALWAYS THINK THERE`S TIME ENOUGH TO SAY THESE THINGS BUT TIME CAN PROVE YOU WRONG... YOU`LL TURN AROUND AND THEY`LL BE GONE YEAH...TURN AROUND AND THEY`LL BE GONE
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I KEEP FINDIN` BRAND NEW WAYS TO GET MY HEART BROKE I KEEP FINDIN` BRAND NEW WAYS TO GET MY HEART BROKE YOU MIGHT SAY THAT I`M A PIONEER OF PAIN EVERY TIME I THINK I`VE FOUND A LOVE TO GIVE ME HOPE I UNEARTH A BRAND NEW WAY TO HURT AGAIN ONE WAY IS TO GO FOR ..THE WRONG TYPES OF GIRLS YOU GOTTA HAVE COMPATIBILITY IT`S AMAZING..WITH ALL THE RIGHT ONES… TO PICK FROM IN THIS WORLD I ALWAYS CHOOSE THE WRONG KIND FOR ME REPEAT CHORUS ANOTHER WAY`S TO GO TOO FAST..GET SERIOUS TOO SOON IGNORE THAT LITTLE VOICE INSIDE MY HEAD ONE WEEK I`LL THINK I`VE FOUND THE ONE THAT SURELY HUNG THE MOON THE NEXT I`LL THINK SHE`S TRAILER TRASH INSTEAD REPEAT CHORUS IT`S TIME I THINK..TO SET ASIDE SOME SPACE JUST FOR MYSELF STOP THINKIN` MY OWN HAPPINESS..DEPENDS ON SOMEONE ELSE REPEAT CHORUS ©R.S. MARSHALL
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LAST BULL ...LAST RIDE THAT ACHIN` IN HIS SHOULDER FROM A TORN ROTATOR CUFF REMINDS HIM NOW OF WHY HE FINALLY CHOSE TO HANG IT UP HE THINKS ABOUT THE BROKEN BONES AND EVERY WRECK HE`S HAD AND SAYS A LITTLE PRAYER THAT THIS TIME HE DON`T END UP DEAD ONE FINAL TIME FOR STRADDLIN` IN THAT CHUTE INSIDE HIS STOMACH`S SPINNIN` LIKE THOSE SPURS STRAPPED TO HIS BOOTS LAST OK BOYS I`M READY ..PULL THAT GATE AND STEP ASIDE LAST CHANCE TO STEER 2000 POUNDS OF ANGRY HORNS AND HIDE LAST TIME TO FEEL THE FURY AND THE RUSH OF FEAR COLLIDE LAST BULL...LAST RIDE WHAT LUCK HE HAD TO DRAW THE RANKEST BULL THERE WAS AROUND A WIDOW MAKER KNOWN FOR HOOKIN` RIDERS ON THE GROUND EIGHT SECONDS ON HIS BACK COULD SEEM LIKE AN ETERNITY HE GETS ON TOP AND SUMMONS EVERY OUNCE OF ENERGY HE NODS AND GRABS HIS ROPE WITH HIS GLOVED HAND THEN HELL BREAKS LOOSE AND FEEDS A PASSION HE DON`T UNDERSTAND CHORUS REPEAT HE GETS OFF WHEN THE WHISTLE BLOWS AND TIPS HIS HAT GOODBYE THAT`S WHEN IT REALLY HITS HIM AND THE TEARS FORM IN HIS EYES CHORUS REPEAT © R.S. MARSHALL rmarshall002@neo.rr.com 330-472-2088 Reverbnation.com/robertscottmarshall 625 Quail Ridge Circle Akron , OH 44319-2860
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TAKE THE RIDE I WASN`T VERY OLD.. IT WAS MY FIRST COUNTY FAIR THE SMELL OF COTTON CANDY FILLED UP THE EVENIN` AIR COULDN`T WAIT TO RIDE THAT FERRIS WHEEL ALL THE WAY UP TO THE STARS FIRST MY MOM SAID NO …BUT THEN SHE HAD A CHANGE OF HEART BUT I GOT COLD FEET WAITIN` IN THAT LINE THAT`S WHEN I HEARD MY DADDY`S VOICE AS HE NUDGED ME FROM BEHIND HE SAID.... YOU GOT YOUR TICKET...NOW IT`S TIME TO TAKE THE RIDE I`LL BE HERE WAITIN`..ON THE OTHER SIDE I KNOW YOU`RE SCARED... BUT YOU CAN MAKE IT IF YOU TRY TAKE THE RIDE SON...TAKE THE RIDE YEARS LATER FOUND ME STANDIN` IN ANOTHER LINE AGAIN THIS TIME WEARIN` CAMOUFLAGE... MY NERVES WERE WEARIN` THIN MY COMPANY WAS LEAVIN` FOR A NOT SO FRIENDLY PLACE I TRIED HARD TO MASK THE FEAR AND THE WORRY ON MY FACE DAD LOOKED ME IN THE EYES AND SHOOK MY HAND HE SAID I`M PROUD O` YOU... AND THEN HE TOLD ME.. MAN TO MAN REPEAT CHORUS I GOT A CHANCE TO SEE MY DAD BEFORE HE PASSED AWAY A BLESSIN I`LL BE THANKFUL FOR EACH AND EVERYDAY MY DAD SEEMED SO AT PEACE WHILE HE WAS LYIN` IN THAT BED THROUGH TEAR FILLED EYES I HEARD THE WORDS AS HE SOFTLY SAID SON YOU KNOW IT`S TIME THE GOOD LORD SET ME FREE I DON`T WANNA KEEP HIM WAITIN`...`CAUSE I HEARD HIM CALLIN ME HE SAID... REPEAT CHORUS REPEAT LAST LINE OF CHORUS 3X © R.S. MARSHALL/TOMMY BRANDT rmarshall002@neo.rr.com 330-472-2088 234-678-9640 myspace.com/robertscottmarshall 625 Quail Ridge Circle Akron , OH 44319-2860
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