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Gunslinger
03:50
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Gunslinger
By, Nate Rylan & Chris Brooks
ASCAP 2018
Lit out, moving fast, keep a foot ahead of my checkered past
Pack them bags and up well there you go
One more push to get me gone, old, beat-up cars parked on the lawn
I’m gonna pray on one to carry me back home
But I’ve got a trigger and a mean right hand
Shoot first, aim later is my only plan
And I’m more trouble than you should ever understand
Find me out on the road if you’re looking for a gunslinger man
Could you hold my scalp while I cool my brain
Or just finish the job ‘cause it’s all the same to me
One more headache in a life gone wrong
Low Down Drunk but I ain’t dead yet
I ain’t got much regrets
Except for that I’ll probably die poor
‘Cause I’ve got a trigger and a mean right hand
Shoot first, aim later is my only plan
And I’m more trouble than you should ever understand
Find me out on the road if you’re looking for a gunslinger man
I light that fire for the hell of it all, I feel the weight of sin descend on me
A million miles till the end of the haul, y’all couldn’t find, no better company
Than a man like me, a gunslinger man
‘Cause I’ve got a trigger and a mean right hand
Shoot first, aim later is my only plan
And I’m more trouble than you should ever understand
Find me out on the road if you’re looking for a gunslinger man
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2. |
Living For Today
03:05
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Living For Today
By Nate Rylan & Chris Brooks
ASCAP, 2018
Honey, you know i can't change,
And I know you're just the same,
Cause I like dancin' halls and screwing';
Ain't got a penny to my name.
Pull the truck up on the yard.
I couldn't get no work again.
Trailer's fallin' down,
I'm hungry,
And I know it's hard to love me when I can never win.
Fuck It!
Let's get out of town,
Leave our troubles back to stay,
Pack our bags and head to nowhere,
And start living for today.
We used to call each other loving names.
Now I'm "No Damn Good",
And you're "My Ball and Chain".
Went all in holding a bad hand,
Got stuck up in the badlands where every day's the same.
Pick my bandana off the floor.
Throw my guitar in its case.
We might as well go do some sinning,
Let's write that new beginning before you get tired of my face.
Fuck It!
Let's get out of town,
Leave our troubles back to stay,
Pack our bags and head to nowhere,
And start living for today.
Oh Yeah, let's get out of town,
Find a reason on the way.
Let's forget about tomorrow,
And start living for today.
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Nobody Loves Me Like Myself
By Nate Rylan & Chris Brooks
ASCAP 2018
Nobody loves me like myself,
I've got that special touch.
Nobody loves me like myself,
When it comes to me I can't get enough.
Been around the world,
Known a lot of pretty women,
But the best kind of lovin' is the kind that's God given.
Nobody loves me like myself,
So mama just let me be.
Pulled up to the edge of nothing.
Julie had her thumb out searching for something,
Far away from Claypool, Arizona.
Thinking we could take a ride up to Sedona.
She talked, I listened,
Pulled over, then we started kissin'.
Well, she went down, I thought I was in heaven,
But the grip she was holding was a loaded .57.
Nobody loves me like myself,
I can work with what I've got.
Nobody loves me like myself,
'CauseI I go to bed alive more often then not.
She flipped me over-easy on the side of the road,
But at least when I'm with me, well....I'm all alone.
Nobody loves me like myself,
So mama just let me be.
Suzie had her eye on anything with a belt buckle.
Licked the salt off the rim like a chocolate truffle.
She clicked her boots over to my end of the bar,
Whispered, "If you've got wheels then I don't live far."
She had her way with me, didn't fake it,
Took a break, left me buck naked.
Well, I heard the door open and I turned around to hug her,
But my arms found her husband with a Louisville Slugger.
Nobody loves me like myself,
I ain't slow but I take my time.
Nobody loves me like myself,
I don't need a fur coat or a bottle of wine.
Another man's wife had me running for my life,
Should've listened to my head saying, "Somethin' ain't right, son."
Nobody loves me like myself,
So mama just let me be.
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4. |
Firewood
04:02
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Firewood
By Nate Rylan & Chris Brooks
ASCAP 2018
You had nowhere to go.
Those fishnets won't keep you warm when it snows.
You saw me coming from a mile away,
Lonesome as a widow on Valentine's Day.
You've been hitching' a long time,
So I gave you a home.
Wrapped you in diamonds and fancy clothes,
But after you loved me you turned on your charms.
I was a fool to have lost all them jewels in another man's arms.
I tended to you more than any man would,
But you left me to dry like firewood.
You laid me out.
Did me good,
But the flames you lit burned me like firewood.
I was looking for someone just to be near,
When I found you at that barstool trading winks for a beer.
By the time that I realized your love wasn't free,
I caught the backdraft,
You had the last laugh,
The joke was on me.
I tended to you more than any man would,
But you left me to dry like firewood.
You laid me out.
Did me good,
But the flames you lit burned me like firewood.
I shed more tears than any man should,
When you split me in two just like firewood.
Laid me out.
Did me good,
But the flames you lit burned me like firewood.
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5. |
Friend of the Road
02:48
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Friend of the Road
By Nate Rylan & Chris Brooks
ASCAP 2018
48 hours, no sleep
Got a ways to go, got a schedule to keep
I got 18 tons of all kinds of fun
Got a monkey on my back riding shotgun
Turn off the lights and turn on the engine
Light a cigarette with the paper I’m spending
I’m in the back row burnin’ gas
What do you know?
Who do you ask?
Who’s the babe?
She’s a battleaxe
And who takes the cash….for a friend of the road?
Friend of the Road!
Starin' at the sun till my eyballs blister
Playin' ‘eights and aces’ with an old lot lizard
Well she snuck up behind me, scared me half to death
Eyes shiny diamonds, teeth crystal meth
Oh No!
I’m a bout to explode
I keep the rhythm in the back with the disco
Yeah, turn off the radio,
Come in from the cold
You know I’m always pullin’ over….for a friend of the road
Friend of the Road!
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Last Night I Lied To Jesus
By Nate Rylan & Chris Brooks,
ASCAP, 2018
Last night I knelt at the edge of my bed and prepared my hands to pray.
I was pretty darn sure it was useless, but I figured I’d try anyway.
I shut my eyes so tightly and lowered my chin to my chest.
I said, “Jesus I know it’s been awhile, but I’ve really done my best.
“Now Jesus, I know I’ve got problems; and, demons, I have a few.
“I’ve sinned in this body you gave me so bad even my soul’s worn through.
“I’ve drank more whiskey than water and I smoke about three packs a day.
“All the pills, and the girls, and the weed, and the gamblin’ have brought me here to say:
“Jesus, I’m sorry.
“I’ve done the world wrong.
“I’m turning a new leaf, so I can go on.
“Please give me a chance, Lord, to live as a man.
“I promise to be a good Christian soldier in all that I can.”
But as I pulled myself up off the floor my heart was aware of the truth.
My prayer was just more sinning, and my claims like promises of youth.
Last night I lied to Jesus; and, it didn’t really feel half bad.
It’s easy to say that you’re quittin’ today with that very last beer in your hand.
Last night I lied to Jesus.
Well, I put on a hell of a show,
It’s no good lyin’ to Jesus;
Turns out, he already knows.
So today I woke up to the sun shining on me and took a walk up into town.
The birds were chirping, the grass was green, seemed nothing could bring me down.
But I lost track of time and was so late to work, I figured I was probably dead,
But the boss called me into his office and gave me a raise instead.
I was ready for the worst today, Lord!
Oh, you must have heard my lies!
But things just kept going good and steady, and I just can’t say why.
Then on my way home I heard sirens behind me.
I thought, “the Lord’s gonna send me to hell,”
But the Trooper just told me my taillight was out, waived and wished me well.
And when I opened my door, sat down on my couch,
I wondered why nothing went wrong.
Surely my sinning the night before meant I’d be suffering before long.
But today, only good things happened, and the rest was pretty normal, too.
Seems like I was worried about nothing at all, and it don’t matter much what I do.
Last night I lied to Jesus,
But it might as well have been Allah,
Or some other made up guy in the sky named, Zeke Balihai Hazaah.
No you can’t really lie to Jesus,
To Buddha or anyone else.
I thought I was lyin’ to Jesus.
Turns out I just lied to myself.
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Save the Last Ugly One For Me
By, Rylan Brooks
ASCAP 2018
I ain't lookin' for no southern bell 'cause she'll only bring me pain.
She looks real good and she smells real nice but she'll only bring the rain.
Just pick the fruit right off the ground or find one hangin' low.
That beer soaked cutie with a bow-legged booty's the one I wanna know.
Well I've seen myself a few times and I ain't the best catch in the pond.
It don't matter to me if she's big and mean,
Or blue, or bald, or blond.
Just fill my glass and wake me up when I fall out of my chair.
Then send me home with a homely honey who can hug me like a bear.
When the whiskey's all gone and the dancing's all been done,
And there's nothin' left except losers and slim pickins.
It's a lonely place to be with a cross eyed two or three,
But please save the last ugly one for me!
Save the last ugly one for me.
Now I don't want no high maintenance mama that I gotta fix.
Just gimme that big rig Country body and a face with a little twist.
Oh she might be awfully dusty, but in the dark it's hard to say.
But that won't stop this bull-haulin' bubba from ridin' her all the way.
Yeah!
When the whiskey's all gone and the dancing's all been done,
And there's nothin' left except losers and slim pickins.
It's a lonely place to be with a cross eyed two or three,
But please save the last ugly one for me!
Save the last ugly one for me.
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8. |
The Day I Showed You
03:17
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The Day I Showed You
By, Rylan Brooks
ASCAP 2018
Well you showed me I'm an L-O-S-E-R unless I pick you up in a big fancy car.
You showed me that money, it's the only thing that matters,
And that I should spend it all just so you can get fatter.
You showed me that there ain't a whole lot to do except be a hundred percent devoted to you.
You showed that dreams are just a waste of time,
Especially when them dreams are mine.
Especially when them dreams are mine!
Thanks for showing me I wouldn't be ok unless I made them vows on our wedding day,
And thanks for showing me I wouldn't be alright unless I put that bacon on the table every night.
When you were cryin' at the alter 'cause I wasn't there,
I hope you learned like me that, baby, life ain't fair.
I left you with yourself,
There was nothing you could do,
And that's the day I showed you
That's the day I showed you!
[Rylan Talking]
Hon, lemme educate you on something now.
Every man's got his own life to live,
But, well, you had Brooks living yours.
Between what you was givin' him and the hard stuff,
Any man'd act a fool.
Scramble a man's brains, it's gonna sound a little something like this:
[Instrumental]
Well it was mid-September,
That's when we got together,
And I hated my life around June.
If i never ever, honey, saw you for forever,
Well I reckon it'd be too soon.
But you showed me how to spot a hidden' snake in the grass,
And now I got you on my pole so you can kiss my bass.
You wanted me to promise not to part 'till death....
Ha! If I were you, honey....
I wouldn't hold my breath.
No, I wouldn't hold my breath.
Thanks for showing me I wouldn't be ok unless I made them vows on our wedding day,
And thanks for showing me I wouldn't be alright unless I put that bacon on the table every night.
When you were cryin' at the alter 'cause I wasn't there,
I hope you learned like me that, baby, life ain't fair.
I left you with yourself,
There was nothing you could do,
And that's the day I showed you
That's the day I showed you!
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9. |
Black & Blue Dance
02:18
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Black & Blue Dance
By, Rylan Brooks
ASCAP 2018
You can say that I ain't no wiseman or significant size man,
But I do what I can do.
And I won't claim to know much about romance,
But every time we dance I end up all black and blue.
Let's get up and fall back down again,
Into oblivion.
I love to dance with you.
I might say that you don't know what love is,
But we're both in the same business fightin' to find out.
Sling them words and land a few good blows.
If we can't get it right at least we're puttin' on a show.
Let's get up and fall back down again,
Into oblivion.
I love to dance with you.
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You Don't Drive Me Nowhere
By, Rylan Brooks
ASCAP 2018
[Brooks]
Well you could drive me up to Dallas for a football game
Or you could drive me out to Memphis if it’s all the same
You could drive me out to California golden sun
You could drive me to the desert - I can shoot my gu-u-uns
Shoot my guns
[Duet]
We could drive up to Canada and freeze to death
You could drive me down to Mexico to tattoo my chest
Drink tequila, forget the rest
“Where’d my wallet go, how’d I rip your dress?”
[Brooks]
Quit asking me all these questions!
But my plans are the only the thing that’s gettin’ laid
[Duet]
And our love’s gettin’ dusty like an old lampshade
[Brooks]
When I try to tell you, you just pick a fight
[Duet]
Shake a bottle in my hand like your waiving a knife
[Brooks]
Ladies and gentlemen, my wife
Well honey,
I’m here to tell you,
One thing:
You don’t drive me nowhere but crazy
You don’t take me no place I wanna go
And I don’t stay at home because I’m lazy
It’s just that you don’t drive me nowhere but crazy
[Duet]
Well you can drive me cross the ocean up to Europe and back
Drive me off a bridge, give me a heart attack
You could drive me through Seattle in the pourin’ rain
You could drive me to New Jersey and I won’t complain, I won’t complain
[Brooks]
You are a liar, you will complain!
[Duet]
Maybe just a little.
[Brooks]
You can drive me out to Arkansas and leave me there
You could drive me to the mountains, I could grow my hair
You can drive me up to heaven, see my Momma there
You could drive us down to hell and they’ll say, “what a pair!
[spoken] Got us a real Bonnie and Clyde down here.”
[Duet]
I reckon they got a long just a little better.
[Brooks]
Well who the hell could get along with you?!
‘Cause baby,
You don’t drive me nowhere but crazy
You don’t take me no place I wanna go
And I don’t stay at home because I’m lazy
It’s just that you don’t drive me nowhere but crazy
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RYLAN BROOKS
The BEST of 60's & 70's country with a 28th century twist. Find RYLAN BROOKS out on tour - stop by and say hi. And don't forget to:
"Save the last ugly one for me!" - Rylan Brooks
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