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ALBUM: I GOT THE GOOD KIND OF BLUES

I Got The Good Kind of Blues

Lyrics

Woke up this morning with the daylight grinnin’,
Coffee tasted like a promise kept.
Shoes by the door said, “Go on, live it”,
Every worry overslept.
My shadow waved like an old-time friend,
Said, “Man, you’re rich and you don’t even know.”
I got air in my lungs and a road that bends,
And a heart that won’t say no.

Bills still talk but I don’t listen,
They hum while I whistle back.
Every scar’s just proof I’ve been livin’,
Every wrong turn taught me track.
Found my smile in a pawnshop mirror,
Reflections I learned to embrace.
Every tear’s a memory that drew me nearer,
To the love that I can’t replace.

So crank up that guitar, let’s make some noise,
With the rhythm of life, we’ll dance in the joys.
We’ll shout out loud, let the world hear our tune,
Rolling in harmony, beneath the bright moon.

When the storm clouds gather and the sky gets grey,
I’ll pour out my heart in a soulful sway.
With every note playing, my spirit lifts free,
In this country blues life, I finally see.

I got the good kind of blues, yeah the sweet-spot kind,
The kind that claps when the band hits time.
Good Kind of Blues, no losin’ my shoes,
I’m losin’ myself in the good kind of blues.
I’ve got the good kind of blues, I just laugh and choose,
The kind of joy you can’t refuse.
Good Kind of Blues, stitched into my shoes,

Yeah, I got the good kind of blues.
So raise your glass; let’s toast to today,
With the good kind of blues, we’ll find our way.
Life’s a wild ride but oh, what a show,
With the good kind of blues, just let it flow.

I Got The Happy Blues

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Sunshine In My Shoes

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Love Takes Time

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We Can Dance

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Wedding Crashers

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We were sittin’ on a park bench, talkin’ ‘bout beans in a can,
When we saw a sign say “Open Bar”, we had a brand new plan.
Borrowed socks from Goodwill, shoes don’t match at all,
Found a tux in a dumpster behind a Vegas mall.

I said, “Buddy, stand up straight, don’t scratch and don’t you burp,”
He said, “Man, if there’s shrimp cocktail, I don’t care how I look.”

We’re two bums in a tux, crashing weddings for the champagne,
Eat the cake, hug the bride, then we’re gone like rain.
Let's crash the wedding, then grab the silverware,
We don’t know who’s gettin’ married, but we really care.

He’s wearin’ a tie like a belt, I’m wearin’ a belt like a tie,
I told the groom “Congrats, man,” he asked me, “How do you know the bride?”
I said, “Oh… uh… college,” then tripped into the DJ booth,
Now the Chicken Dance is playin’ and Grandma’s cuttin’ loose.

The dance floor’s alive, and we’re feelin’ so fly,
With a drink in my hand and a wink in my eye.
Laughter and love are the air that we breathe,
Just two wedding crashers, we’re hard to believe.

Now the uncle’s doing the worm, and the kids cheer him on,
With a toast to the couple, we’re just singin’ along.
Life’s a grand old party, and we’re wearin’ our smiles,
With a slice of two cakes, we’ll stay for a while.

So let’s toast to love, and to good times we find,
These wedding crashers are the lucky kind.
We may not have an invite, but we dance with flair,
Just two souls on a journey, we don’t have a care.

Smilin' At Hard Times

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We Are Champs

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Baby Got Her Red Dress On

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Brand New Day

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The Weather Man Got It Wrong

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Woke up this mornin’, TV said “sunny and dry,”
So I wore my brand-new shoes, Lord, didn’t even ask why.
By the time I hit the mailbox, thunder shook my street,
Sky fell down like it owed me money, soaked me to my feet.

The weather man got it wrong, yeah he sure did lie,
Said blue skies all day—now I’m buildin’ me an ark outside.
I ain’t mad at the rain, but that forecast did me wrong,
If guessin’ was a job, he’d be employed real long.

He said, “Ten percent chance,” like that was safe enough,
Now my yard’s a lake and my truck won’t start or puff.
Cat’s wearin’ floaties, dog’s learned how to swim,
I seen two ducks rent my porch, said, “We movin’ in.”

The weather man got it wrong, musta rolled some dice,
Promised me a picnic day, now I’m growin’ rice.
I trust him like a politician with a smile so strong,
But when it comes to rain, buddy—you been wrong too long.

Next day he said “snow,” so I grabbed my old boots,
But turned out to be sunshine, ain’t life a hoot?
Gotta love the chaos, and the way things surprise,
But when I check the weather, I keep my eyes on the skies.

The weather man got it wrong, can’t believe a word,
Once was my best friend, now he’s just absurd.
I’ll take the rain or shine, though the forecast may be skewed,
Cause every twist and turn just keeps my mood renewed.

Now I’m sittin’ on my porch, beer in my hand,
Thinkin’ ‘bout the faults of Mr. Forecast Man.
But I’ll raise a toast, to the highs and the lows,
For the weather may be wild, but that’s how life goes.

The weather man got it wrong, yet I still sing along,
With a roof overhead, and my heart full of song.
Ups and downs are part of this wild and crazy ride,
So when the storm rolls in, I’ll just dance in my pride.

The weather man got it wrong, yeah he sure did lie,
But every drop of rain’s just another reason to fly.
So I’ll wipe my feet, and I’ll take it in stride,
Cause through every forecast, I got love as my guide.