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Red Lights
03:15
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Welcome to the circus where we live on a thread
I was blinded by the colors, now I see only red
Red paint on his truck, red rage in his eyes
Red lights when he started to stay…
He could’ve drove away but he started to think
Bout her begging him to leave by the end of his drink
A smile on his face when he started to blow
You better call the neighbors cause its time for the show
Chorus
Gonna be a knockdown, drag out, junkyard fight
We’re gonna take it to the edge tonight
Keep your trigger loose and your gun held high
Nothing else matters but the red, red lights
She was tired of all the drinkin and the layin around
So one day she got the thinkin bout the pistol she found
He flew into the room, said “Its time for some fun”
She said ‘you better make it good cause you’ll only get one”
Chorus (2x)
He drank it all away
Crossed every line
She paid the price too many times
Welcome to the circus where we live on a thread
I was blinded by the colors now I see only red
Help is on the way with the sirens and all
They’re gonna be too late cause he’s heard his last call
Chorus (2x)
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Radio Up
03:38
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A faded map
Brand new set of tires
If I leave right now I could probably beat the rain
I hate this town and I’m sick of all the liars
I wanna find a place where they might feel the same
Drive all night to southern Carolina
Live it up down in New Orleans
In Texas we could drink it all behind us
You know Nashville’s always fine by me
Chorus
I’ll be hair down and the radio up
When I hear a little bit of country come on
I wanna sing along
I know they’re gonna have to play my song
I’ll drive around til it feels like home
Ride some cowboy right out of Savannah
In Vegas we would never be alone
When California waters get too cold
The New York lights will always guide us home
Chorus
I wish I knew what I was looking for
Thought it was you but I’m not sure
Baby look around I’m strong enough
Gonna throw my hair down
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3. |
Burn Like Whiskey
03:41
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Mama can you help me
I think I’ve got a disease
He’s got a red guitar and ripped up jeans
I can’t sleep at night, no I can’t even breathe
Without that blue-eyed poison seeping into me
I hate to admit that from the first little kiss
He’s a habit that I’ve got to break
He felt like fire on my lips and started touchin my hips
Now he’s a candy-coated favorite mistake
Chorus
I should’ve said no
I don’t know how to act
And tell you where to go
Straight to hell and back
I should’ve seen the sign by the way that you kissed me
You taste like sugar, you burn like whiskey
Granny said girl you better get on your knees
Beg the good Lord to save you from this evil thing
Beware of that boy, he’ll tell you nothing but lies
But the words were dripping honey in a James Dean disguise
Repeat Chorus
He’s a tall drink of fire but he goes down easy
Do whatever I desire; yeah he knows how to please me
Now you won’t find me anywhere
Unless a Tennessee flask can take me there
Should’ve said no
I don’t know how to act
Tell you where to go
Straight to Hell and back
I should’ve seen the sign by the way that you….but it tastes like sugar
Repeat Chorus
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4. |
Ms. Adeline
01:43
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Adeline was cool
Adeline was clean
Adeline could have the heart of any man she seen
But Adeline had rules
She swore to never break
Don’t ever play the fool when you got dollar bills at stake
Chorus (2x)
Can’t get no better
Better take it from me
Can’t get no better
But Miss Adeline don’t come for free
Johnny he was rich
And old as he could be
He promised every dime he had would go to family
But Adeline was quick
All the men she craves
Have one foot in his pot of gold the other in his grave
Chorus (2x)
Hey hey hey
She’ll take your money honey
Hey hey hey
Don’t lose your heart instead
Hey hey hey
Chorus (2x)
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5. |
Boy in a Band
03:49
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6. |
Cash, Jack and Jesus
03:15
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Born and raised with a Bible in my hand
Nashville was closer than the Heaven’s promised land
Though I like drinking whiskey with a guitar-pickin man
I know the good Lord he loves me for exactly who I am
I can’t heal no sickness
I can’t make a blind man see
But if you hear what I’m singing man it might just set you free
You can pray Sunday morning like a Christian ought to be
Just don’t judge lowly sinners havin Friday drinks with me
Chorus
I’m a little bit of Cash, Jack, and Jesus
Sing it out if you’re with me, I say
A little bit of Cash, Jack, and Jesus
Heaven help me I like it that way
Now Johnny he had demons but he always sang the truth
Gave into temptation just the same as me and you
Let he who’s without sin
Cast the first dirty look at me
I never said I’m perfect and I don’t pretend to be
Chorus (2x)
Little bit of Cash
Little bit of Jack and Jesus
Don’t you bother tryin to walk the line between us
A girl aint always what she seems
Cause I’m a whole lot more than what you see
Baby can you hear me turn it up
Chorus (2x)
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7. |
My Story
03:14
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My Story
Small town church on Sunday
Granny in the pew next to me
Knowin she’s prayin bout one day
And the girl that I’ll turn out to be
Dolly’s up singin hallelujah
Hearin those hymnal pages turn
Preacher said bow your head and that’s where I stayed till I learned
Chorus
To be a fighter
And stand up tall
Always be a soft place to fall
Pay no mind to fame or glory
This is my life, this is my story
Daddy was killed by the bottle
Fightin like hell to be free
Momma only knew survival
An angel watchin over me
Everybody’s got a little darkness
But there’s sure to be a light up ahead
Listen to your heart and the ones who walked this road before you
Chorus
Be a fighter and stand up tall
Always be a soft place to fall
Pay no mind to fame or glory
This is my life, this is my story
Never saw a moon that wasn’t blue
Till I took the hand of a music man
I better have it figured out by now
So I can teach our daughter how
To be a fighter
And stand up tall
I’ll always be there when you fall
I sing this song for no fame or glory
This is my life, this is my story
This is my life. This is my story.
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Jamie Suttle Dayton, Ohio
I'm a singer/songwriter from Kentucky but now call Dayton, Ohio home. I sing country music with a touch of rock and R&B.
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