The Sound - 
 If steel guitars and les Pauls 
screaming get you up when you’re 
feeling down. 
If a Hammond B and teles swinging 
take you higher when you're up hell 
yeah 

Chorus 
Then hey hell yeah, here's some of 
that red dirt rhythm we found 
And hey hell yeah, have a dose of 
this Blacktop Audio sound. 
Yeah that kick drum and e string 
thumping, slow you down and ease 
your mind 
Hear the tambourines and soul 
singing and the harp comes in right 
on time 
Then hey hell yeah, here's some of 
this red dirt rhythm we found 
And hey hell yeah, have a dose of 
this Blacktop Audio sound. 
Sometimes the Blues gets mixed in, 
other times it's just funky, 
Southern rock to take you back home 
, we've got your red dirt country 
And hey hell yeah, here's some of 
this red dirt rhythm we found 
And hey hell yeah, have a dose of 
this Blacktop Audio sound.

 

All as it comes -
I’ve got no hand on a line 
No foot on the shore 
When the temperature drops 
You know I just ask for more 
I’ll take your best shot 
Without batting an eye 
I’ll tear your stone wall apart 
I don’t run and hide 
I take it all 
All as it comes 
I take it all 
All as it comes 
When the shit hits the fan 
I can get the job done 
Rain my boots down on you 
Just to have me some fun 
I got nothing to lose 
Been real down on my luck 
So when blood starts to boil 
I just say what the f#$@ 
I take it all 
All as it comes 
I take it all 
All as it comes 
Yeah I’m as cool as they come 
Until I get fired up 
Then the hammer comes down 
And I can fill your cup 

There ain’t no tool in your box 
There ain’t no hole to crawl in 
You turn my thermostat up 
Well come on just say when 
I take it all 
All as it comes 
I take it all 
All as it comes 
I take it all 
All as it comes 
I take it all 
All as it comes 


Next Time -
Sad day in Lake Town 
Parting ways, heartfelt goodbyes 
A thousand ways to say don’t go 
But understanding why 
Next time I see you we’ll go fishing 
Next time we get together we’ll have 
a few beers 
We’ll tell some lies and we’ll tie 
some flies 
And shoot the shit about the last few 
years 
Yeah next time 
Yeah next time 
Feel like weekend warriors 
Leaving finds us misty eyed 
But it’s not goodbye forever 
No just for a little while 
Next time I see you we’ll go fishing 
Next time we get together we’ll have 
a few beers 
We’ll tell some lies and we’ll tie 
some flies 
And shoot the shit about the last few 
years 
Yeah next time 
Yeah next time 
Next time I see you we’ll go fishing 
Next time we get together we’ll have 
a few beers 
We’ll tell some lies and we’ll tie 
some flies 
And shoot the shit about the last few 
years 
Yeah next time 
Yeah next time 
Yeah next time 
Yeah next time 


Bad Luck -
Bought a six-string strung with guts 
back in 78 
We partied hard, took some chances, 
oh the hell we raised 
We were dancing with the devil 
laying odds on the first of us to turn 
to crime 
Running with the demon sold our 
souls for a crystal dime 

But Bad luck, is the price paid for 
having a good time 
It’ll hit you like a freight train, in the 
distance, on down the line 
Took advantage of the ladies 
salivating for my seedy evening 
social calls 
No time to fantasize or reminisce 
simply had to serve them all 
Cougar bait on the hunt Mr. X on the 
Saturday scene, always so obscene. 
But Bad luck, is the price paid for 
having a good time 
It’ll hit you like a freight train, in the 
distance, on down the line 
Lazy Days on the River with some 
reefer and a bottle of rum 
The kiddies are with the misses 
because daddy’s having too much 
fun 
No time for Suzy’s dramas or little 
Johnnie’s baseball games, what a 
shame 
But Bad luck, is the price paid for 
having a good time 
It’ll hit you like a freight train, in the 
distance, on down the line 


Mule -
I’m going to find you 
I’m going to find you somewhere 
Somewhere you think you’re outside 
of my pain 
I’m going to show you 
I’m going to show you something 
Something to make you change your 
evil ways 
Because it’s mule time baby, you’re 
going to carry me to my grave 
Yeah its mule time honey, 
We’re loaded up for travel, you can 
carry all the weight 
I’m going to take you 
I’m going to take you somewhere 
Somewhere that makes you humble 
and know your place 
I’m going to show you 
I’m going to show you something 
Something to make you change your 
evil ways 
Because it’s mule time baby, you’re 
going to carry me to my grave 
Yeah its mule time honey, 
I’ve got us loaded up for travel, 
you’re going to carry all the weight 
I’m going to find you 
I’m going to take you 
I’m going to show you 
I’m going to find you 
I’m going to take you 
I’m going to show you

 

Love To Play -
Dusty hat and an old pair of shoes 
Sole survivors of the traveling blues 
My wasted words have painted 
concert halls 
East coast to west I’ve played’em all 
30 years on the rock-n-roll trail 
Battered existence between heaven 
and hell 
Never made the big time, no fortune 
and fame 
Busted bottles and promises, my 
only claim 
So get ready for some hard times, if 
you wanna make the music pay 
And it’s a long way, to the top, so 
the records say 
Few luscious ladies, or fancy cars 
Just nameless faces and old smoky 
bars 
Yeah it’s hard times, 
You’d better love to play 
Started out on a flat top guitar 
My inner child told me I’d be a star 
Rags to riches always, on my mind 
Blinded by the promise of that gold 
record shine 
But it’s been hard times, just trying 
to make the music pay 
And it’s a long way, to the top, just 
like the records say 
Few luscious ladies, or fancy cars 
Just nameless faces and old smoky 
bars 
Yeah it’s been hard times, 
But I love to play 
Winding down from a life on the 
road 
No shiny records of platinum or gold 
Lifetime of lessons, blood, sweat, 
and tears 
Heartache and loneliness, the gangs 
all here 
So get ready for some hard times, if 
you wanna make the music pay 
And it’s a long way, to the top, so 
the records say 
Few luscious ladies, or fancy cars 
Just nameless faces and old smoky 
bars 
Yeah it’s hard times, 
You’d better love to play 


Roll On -
A hard choice arises 
Gray skies moving in 
There’s a crossroads in the distance 
Caught in a battle I can’t win 
I feel the pressure drop on me 
Like a hard rain when it falls 
I can’t see all the danger 
Don’t let it bother me at all 

I roll on, I roll on, I roll on, 
I just roll on 
Roll on to new horizons 
Roll on to better days 
I’m gonna roll on to tomorrow 
I’m gonna roll my blues away 
I just roll on 
Time is life’s best healer 
They say it heals all wounds 
I used time to kill my own pain 
And I found out that it’s true 
The pain seem so damn endless 
The emptiness so vast 
But time went by and it faded away 
I have the memories to last 
I roll on, I roll on, I roll on, 
I just roll on 
Roll on to new horizons 
Roll on to better days 
I’m gonna roll on to tomorrow 
I’m gonna roll my blues away 
I just roll on 
Roll on to new horizons 
Roll on to better days 
I’m gonna roll on to tomorrow 
I’m gonna roll my blues away 
I just roll on 
Time is life’s best healer 
They say it heals all wounds 
I used time to kill my own pain 
And I found out that it’s true 
The pain seem so damn endless 
The emptiness so vast 
But time went by and it faded away 
I have the memories to last 
I roll on, I roll on, I roll on, 
I just roll on 
I roll on, I roll on, I roll on, 
I just roll on 
Roll on to new horizons 
Roll on to better days 
I’m gonna roll on to tomorrow 
I’m gonna roll my blues away 


Arrested the Blues -
Girl when I met you, Said I’d never 
let you, 
Hurt me the way that I’ve been hurt 
before 
Baby when I felt you, shudder when 
I held you, 
I took for granted you wanted all I 
had in store 
Girl when you left me, I let your 
words undress me, 
And break me down to the depths I 
swore I’d never go 
I was on my way back to you, 
When I came to my senses and 
arrested those blues 
I was on my way back to you, 
I saw my reflection and put on my 
walking shoes 

Mr. Brownstone when I told you, I 
would always hold you, 
Near and dear to my heart because 
you never let me down 
I was oh so sincere, used your high 
to blind my fear, 
You gave me comfort when there 
was no one else around 
Then I met an angel, she brought me 
back from the depths of hell, 
But she broke my heart and I was 
trying to fix this frown 
I was on my way back to you, 
When I came to my senses and 
arrested those blues 
I was on my way back to you, 
I saw my reflection and put on my 
walking shoes 
The bottle used to own me, it’s 
always shown me, 
That life by the drop keeps loneliness 
at bay 
She was so lovely, but she almost 
drove me, 
Back to the remedies of my misspent 
yesterdays 
I was on my way back to you, 
When I came to my senses and 
arrested those blues 
I was on my way back to you, 
I saw my reflection and put on my 
walking shoes 
I was on my way back to you, 
When I came to my senses and 
arrested those blues 
I was on my way back to you, 
I saw my reflection and put on my 
walking shoes 


Fire and Retribution -
Reckless Pride, soldiers die, mothers 
cry but that’s OK 
Water Burns, the wheels turn, no 
lessons learned, just get paid 
Triggers tripped, hearts ripped, 
minds slipped but that’s OK 
More pain, more gained, just a game 
that the rich man plays 
But there’s fire and retribution 
Yeah there’s fire and retribution 
A wife’s fear, a child’s tear, a 
husband sneers thinking that’s alright 
One taste, feeds hate, altered state 
breeds darkest nights 
Why stay, another day, can’t get 
away but that’s alright 
Love Bleeds, He pleads, she 
concedes to one more fight 
But there’s fire and retribution 
Yeah there’s fire and retribution 
There’s brimstone fire executions 
Yeah there’s fire and retribution 

Whiskey Savior -
Resurrected by a bottle of whiskey 
Resuscitated by some good home 
grown 
Ginger ladies are just too damn risky 
Double barrel of fire down below 
I was saved by the whiskey 
Before she took me down that 
lonesome long hard road 
Reminiscing with Elijah on the back 
porch 
Commiserating on the great 
unknown 
Soul shaken by a woman in a red 
dress 
Hard to handle all the mud she’s 
thrown 
I was saved by the whiskey 
Before she took me on this lonesome 
long hard road 
Reservations for a stay up at knob 
creek 
Conversations no expected reply 
Johnny walker’s view on courting 
the ladies 
Lay’em down and just kiss’em 
goodbye 
I was saved by the whiskey 
Before she took me on this lonesome 
long hard ride 
Yeah that whiskey saved me 
From heading out on this lonesome 
long hard ride 
I had a whiskey Savior 
Keep me from that lonesome long 
hard ride 
Long hard ride 
Long hard ride