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Tank of gas, no lookin' back
Highway sign means it's time
To leave the past in the past
Gettin' out, there's no doubt
It's been a long time comin'
Put the hammer down, southward bound
Gravel roads and ghost towns
I'm gonna find a red dirt road and a one horse town
Buy a small piece of land, put some roots down
I'm gonna marry me a country girl who likes to hang around
Gravel roads and ghost towns
City lights, neon nights
High times and crooked lines
Lead to a bankrupt life
Wrong turns, lessons learned
Gotta break the chains that bind me
Burn the past down, lost and found
Gravel roads and ghost towns
I'm gonna find a red dirt road and a one horse town
Buy a small piece of land, put some roots down
I'm gonna marry me a country girl who likes to hang around
Gravel roads and ghost towns
I'm gonna find a red dirt road and a one horse town
Buy a small piece of land, put some roots down
I'm gonna marry me a country girl who likes to hang around
Gravel roads and ghost towns
Gravel roads and ghost town
Gravel roads and ghost town
Tank of gas, no lookin' back
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Bad For Me
03:34
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I used to drink whiskey to kill the late night blues
A bottle of the black stuff always got me through
Then one day I realized I was gonna have to choose
Like whiskey, you're bad for me
I got into the cocaine, I lived to get high
Another dark horse runnin' lookin' for a better way to fly
After years of hard living, from the truth I couldn't hide
Like cocaine, you're bad for me
You're a shot of 90 proof, you're a needle in my vein
A wreck out on the highway, and I can't look away
You're a dangerous curve, a dead end road
The highest high, the lowest low
It took this long for me to finally see, you're bad for me
I was born a speed demon, I loved to drive fast
I was addicted to the wind and the blacktop rushing past
They say I was lucky, I walked away without a scratch
Like speed, you're bad for me
You're a shot of 90 proof, you're a needle in my vein
A wreck out on the highway, and I can't look away
You're a dangerous curve, a dead end road
The highest high, the lowest low
It took this long for me to finally see, you're bad for me
Some broken pieces never fit, some heartaches never mend
And the things we want the most can hurt us in the end
You're a shot of 90 proof, you're a needle in my vein
A wreck out on the highway, and I can't look away
You're a dangerous curve, a dead end road
The highest high, the lowest low
It took this long for me to finally see, you're bad for me
Yeah, it took this long for me to finally see, you're bad for me
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69 Chevy
04:08
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In '96 I was seventeen, pumping gas, working on a dream
Talking 'bout freedom, and getting out of this town
Four wheels and an open road is all I thought about
Until the day her daddy's town car pulled in for gas and she got out
Young love was blind
We swore we'd be together forever
But we were loving on borrowed time
Listening to Seger on the stereo and steaming up the windows
In the back of my 69 chevy
Burning with desire we thought we were ready
It was her's, it was mine, it was our first time
We lit the fuse and set our hearts on fire with that first kiss
It was hot, it was sweet, it was sweaty
Working on our night moves in a 69 Chevy
She was daddy's little girl, Belle of the ball, his whole world
He and mama didn't like my long hair or my blue collar
She'd sneak out late at night, and I'd pick her up
Under the cover of darkness we'd drive out to lover's bluff
Share a bottle of wine
Holding on to one another and making plans
Seventeen going on thirty-five
Playing grown up games and getting our fill
In the back of my 69 chevy
Burning with desire we thought we were ready
It was her's, it was mine, it was our first time
We lit the fuse and set our hearts on fire with every kiss
It was hot, it was sweet, it was sweaty
Working on our night moves in a 69 Chevy
I remember the night she told me
Her family was moving to the city
We said we could make it somehow
But we both knew it would never work out
In the back of my 69 chevy
Burning with desire we thought we were ready
It was her's, it was mine, it was our first time
We lit the fuse and set our hearts on fire with one last kiss
It was hot, it was sweet, it was heavy
I'd never seen her look so pretty
We said goodbye in a 69 Chevy
69, in a 69 Chevy
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Stones Record
03:59
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Everybody needs somebody to love, and baby I miss you
Turn this heart of stone back into flesh the way you used to
I ran off undercover of the night, now I need you to give me shelter
We both gave our love in vain but we belong together
Let's rock each other like a stones record
Baby start me up
You can't always get what you want
But I'll give you everything I've got
We'll love pure as wild horses on vinyl
Lock ourselves in this room
I'll be the needle, and you be the groove
Let's spend the night together
And rock each other like a stones record
There's no sympathy for the devil, tonight heaven's on fire
I need emotional rescue to cool this burning desire
I won't be your beast of burden, don't want you under my thumb
I wanna taste your brown sugar and watch you come undone
Let's rock each other like a stones record
Baby start me up
You can't always get what you want
But I'll give you everything I've got
We'll love pure as wild horses on vinyl
Lock ourselves in this room
I'll be the needle, and you be the groove
Let's spend the night together
And rock each other like a stones record
Turn the volume up to ten
And when the music stops, we'll start again
Let's rock each other like a stones record
Baby start me up
You can't always get what you want
But I'll give you everything I've got
We'll love pure as wild horses on vinyl
Lock ourselves in this room
I'll be the needle, and you be the groove
Let's spend the night together
Let's spend the night together
And rock each other like a stones record
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A Guy Like Me
03:34
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You know I care about you, baby, and I know you care about me
But I was born with a black heart that can only bring you pain and misery
I'm a devil with an angel's smile, a heartache knocking at your door
I'll cut through you heart like a rusty knife, and you won't want me anymore
Don't fall in love with a guy like me
Don't give your heart to a guy like me
Don't break yourself on a guy like me
Cause a girl like you was never meant to be with a guy like me
I'm a long shot, baby, a sucker's bet, a gamble you don't wanna take
I'm a roll of the dice, a dead man's hand, just another bad mistake
I've got one foot out the door and the other foot in the grave
No matter how hard I try to change, it always ends the same
Don't fall in love with a guy like me
Don't give your heart to a guy like me
Don't break yourself on a guy like me
Cause a girl like you was never meant to be with a guy like me
I carry around these heavy chains
And I know one day they'll break your angel wings
Don't fall in love with a guy like me
Don't give your heart to a guy like me
Don't break yourself on a guy like me
Cause a girl like you was never meant to be with a guy like me
A girl like you was never meant to be with a guy like me
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I've got the windows down and the radio on
I'm singing along to my favourite song
Thinkin' 'bout a girl in a low-cut dress
It's the time of year I like best
It's summer time
Summer time
It's flip-flops, tank tops, old jean cutoffs
Watermelon, DQ, burgers on the BBQ
Sunshine, good time, summer time
Summer time
I'm gonna pick up my baby, don't wanna be late
Another six-pack Saturday at the lake
Half my neighbourhood is heading on down
We're gonna wake up this sleepy little town
It's summer time
Summer time
It's good friends, suntans, toes in the hot sand
Beach volleyball, beer o'clock, Buffett on the boom-box
Sunshine, good time, summer time
Summer time
We're gonna stay out all night long
Keep the party rockin' til the break of dawn
We might be a little tired
But we'll make it to church with our Sunday best on
It's flip-flops, tank tops, old jean cutoffs
Watermelon, DQ, burgers on the BBQ
It's good friends, suntans, toes in the hot sand
Beach volleyball, beer o'clock, Buffett on the boom-box
Sunshine, good time, summer time
Summer time
Summer time
Summer time
I've got my flip-flops on
I've got my cut-offs on
I've got my aviators on
I've got nothin' on
It's summer time
Summer time
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I've seen you drivin' 'round in your four-by-four
Big tires jacked up real high
Hat turned backward on your head, givin' me the evil eye
Man, I've got no problem with you
But you're gonna have to let it go
I know she used to ride around with you
But everybody knows
She looks better in my truck
Short summer dress and a pretty smile
You're the one who messed up
And it's killing you to know she'll be loving me tonight
Now we can talk guy to guy, have a couple drinks or step outside
Either way I've had enough, she's with me now
And if you don't like it that's tough
She looks better in my truck
I know you used to like to have her hanging on your arm
Like some kind of trophy
She gave you more than any woman should ever give
But you left her feelin' lonely
I know you think you've got the world by the chain
With your gangster attitude
But if you really had any kind of game
She'd still be with you
She looks better in my truck
Short summer dress and a pretty smile
You're the one who messed up
And it's killing you to know she'll be loving me tonight
Now we can talk guy to guy, have a couple drinks or step outside
Either way I've had enough, she's with me now
And if you don't like it that's tough
She looks better in my truck
She looks better in my truck
Short summer dress and a pretty smile
You're the one who messed up
And it's killing you to know she'll be loving me tonight
Now we can talk guy to guy, have a couple drinks or step outside
Either way I've had enough, she's with me now
And if you don't like it that's tough
She looks better in my truck
She looks better in my truck
She looks better in my truck
She looks better in my truck
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Sideshow Act
03:15
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I'm a sideshow act, a freak on a stool
Some people call me a sage, others call me a fool
I've played my songs for drinks and tips
Been told I'm a star, been told I should quit
This is who I am, not what I do
I'm a sideshow act, and I'll play for you
I'm a sideshow act, a one night stand
I play alone, I don't play with a band
I'm an open book, ink on a page
I live for that moment, I walk out on stage
Won't be here long, I'm just passing through
I'm a sideshow act, and I'll play for you
I take my circus tent from town to town
Set it on up, and tear it on down
Pour out my heart, burn off the miles
Do what I do just to make people smile
I'm a sideshow act, a late night rambler
Son of the blues, a neon gambler
These songs I breathe, they come from my life
And if you'd like I'll sing them for you tonight
This is who I am, not what I do
I'm a sideshow act, and I'll play for you
I'm a sideshow act, and I'll play for you
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Todd Sterling Olds, Alberta
With his 2014 debut Road Songs, singer-songwriter Todd Sterling showcased the honky tonk side of his
personality.
2017’s Pawnshop Guitar: A Poet’s Prayer found the singer-songwriter straddling the world’s of country and rock.
Fast forward to 2020. Sterling digs even deeper in the creative dirt for Dark Horses: The Acoustic Sessions. A sparse collection – one guitar/one voice.
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