Album I Got the Good Kind of Blues

I Got the Good Kind of Blues

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.

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.

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.

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

I woke up grinnin’ at the crack of dawn,
Sun slipped in like it knew my name.
Coffee hummin’ me a low-down song,
Every little trouble musta missed its train.
My shadow’s dancin’ on the kitchen floor,
Even the clock got time to sway.
I ain’t rich in gold, don’t need no more,
I’m wealthy in the way I feel today.

I got the happy blues, baby, hear me say,
Blue notes laughin’ while my worries drift away.
I sing ‘em slow, but my heart moves fast,
Got joy in the present, peace in the past.
Yeah, I got the happy blues, sweet and loose,
Smilin’ like a Sunday morning in worn-out shoes.

My guitar’s talkin’ with a velvet tongue,
Every string got a grin baked in.
Got a pocket full of maybe-someday-sun,
And a soul that knows how to let joy in.
I been down that road where the lights go dim,
But findin’ this feelin’ was worth the climb,
Got a heart full of laughter, a spirit so free.
With every note I play, I’m claimin’ my time.

I got the happy blues, baby, hear me say,
Blue notes laughin’ while my worries drift away.
I sing ‘em slow, but my heart moves fast,
Got joy in the present, peace in the past.
Yeah, I got the happy blues, sweet and loose,
Smilin’ like a Sunday morning in worn-out shoes.

Now the world can be heavy, burdens can weigh,
But I shake ‘em off—no blues here today.
With a rhythm like honey, I sway to the beat,
Dancin’ through life, it’s all bittersweet.

Got my buddies callin’, let’s gather ‘round,
Pour some whiskey, turn the music up loud.
We’ll howl at the moon, let those memories flow,
In this small-town bar, we’ll steal the show.
Every laugh a jewel, every cheer a prize,
In this honest moment, there’s no disguise.
With arms wide open, I’m ready to lose,
Embrace the laughter with my happy blues.

I got the happy blues, baby, hear me say,
Blue notes laughin’ while my worries drift away,
I sing ‘em slow, but my heart moves fast,
Got joy in the present, peace in the past.
Yeah, I got the happy blues, sweet and loose,
Smilin’ like a Sunday morning in worn-out shoes.

So bring on the sunshine, let the good times roll,
With a heart full of music, I’ll never get old.
As long as I’m here, and I’ve got my tunes,
You’ll find me grinnin’ with my happy blues.

Sunshine In My Shoes

How Ya all doing out there?

Woke up smilin’ at the crack of dawn,
Coffee hot and my worries gone.
Got a little scratch in my pocket, too,
Yeah, the world feel right, don’t it, you?
Birds singin’ like they know my name,
Even Monday mornin’ don’t feel the same.
I looked in the mirror, said, “Man, you’re blessed,”
Buttoned my shirt, feelin’ better than the rest.

I got sunshine in my shoes,
Got a sweet good groove to choose.
Every step I take just sings the blues,
I got sunshine in my shoes, yeah, the happy blues.
I got rhythm in my walk,
Got laughter when I talk.
With Sunshine in my shoes I just say, “Excuse,
I’m too busy dancin’ with these happy blues.”

Bills still due and the truck won’t start,
But I got a song and a big ol’ heart.
Radio hummin’ my favorite tune,
Underneath the sun or the silver moon.
Friends callin’ with a plan tonight,
Grab your boots and let’s make it right.
We’ll sing our worries away, laugh out loud,
With these blues and this joy, we’re gonna be proud.

I got sunshine in my shoes,
Got a sweet good groove to choose.
Every step I take just sings the blues,
I got sunshine in my shoes, yeah, the happy blues.

I got rhythm in my walk,
Got laughter when I talk.
With Sunshine in my shoes I just say, “Excuse,
I’m too busy dancin’ with these happy blues.”

So if the rain decides to fall,
I’ll kick up the dust and stand up tall.
With sunshine bright, I’ll face the day,
No matter what comes, I’ll find my way.

Time may pass and the seasons change,
But the love in my heart stays the same.
Got my old friends and my family too,
With Sunshine in my shoes, I’m never blue.

Yeah, I’m too busy dancin’ with these happy blues,
With sunshine in my shoes, I’ll sing my blues.

Love Takes Time

I read my mornings in margins, footnotes at dawn,
Coffee tastes like questions I been sittin’ on.
I speak in careful sentences, verbs all refined,
Every woman I meet says, “Professor, be mine.”
They fall for the glasses, the patience in my eyes,
But wisdom moves slower than desire’s disguise.

Love takes time, like a theorem proved slow,
You don’t rush truth just ’cause the answer feels close.
They want rings and reasons before the first sign,
But love takes time,
Yeah, love takes time.

She says, “You’re different, you listen too well,”
I say, “Careful, darlin’, that’s how legends get built.”
They love how I pause before I ever reply,
Mistake contemplation for a lifetime supply.

But in a world that spins quick, where hearts race to find,
The beauty of waiting gets left far behind.
I’ll gather these whispers, I’ll stitch them in rhyme,
For moments of patience are truly divine.

So if you’re willing to stay and unwrap this gift,
You'll find a soul steady, a heart that won’t shift.
Every glance, every laugh, a slow dance of fate,
Building on trust while the world seems to wait.

So let the clock tick on, and I promise you this,
In the silence of moments, you'll find the sweet bliss.
With the touch of a hand, under stars we align,
Know that real love is patient,
And love takes time.

We Can Dance

The jukebox hummin’ in the corner of the room,
Old wood floor got nothin’ left to prove.
Shoes scuff slow, then they find that beat,
Two hearts movin’ to the same backstreet heat.
Ain’t no mirror here to judge your name,
Just a rhythm rollin’ through your veins.

We can dance, they don’t care who,
Long as your feet say the truth you knew.
We can dance, we can dance, hold the groove,
This old blues don’t make rules.
We can dance, they don’t care who,
Long as you’re groovin’, yeah, groovin’ too.

Saw a silver-haired man with a young girl smile,
Saw two shadows swayin’ in the same short while.
Different stories, different scars,
Same old moon, same tired stars.
Ain’t no label on a slow-drag spin,
Just a beat that says, “Come on in.”

Feet on the ground but our spirits soar,
Every step we take, we ask for more.
A love that holds like an old worn song,
In this gritty life, yeah, we still belong.

Underneath the lights where the shadows sway,
With a whisperin’ breeze that knows how to play,
Feel the pulse in the hollow of that beat,
Like a heartbeat, like a lover’s heat.

So grab my hand, let’s forget the rest,
In the rhythm of the night, we’ll find our best.
This old jukebox plays the soulful trance,
Ain’t no doubt about it, baby, we can dance.

Wedding Crashers

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

Woke up this mornin’, rain knockin’ on my door,
Yeah I woke up this mornin’, rain knockin’ on my door,
My luck been actin’ funny, but I still keep askin’ for more.

My pockets talkin’ trash, got holes where the green should be,
Yeah my pockets talkin’ trash, got holes where the green should be,
But I still got rhythm, baby, and that rhythm still loves me.

I'm smilin' at hard times, even mud between my toes,
Yeah I'm smilin' at the mud between my toes,
Life keeps squeezin’ lemons, but I like the way it flows.
I'm smilin' at hard times, anything goes.
Oh yeah, anything goes!

My baby said, “Come closer,” said, “Don’t you be shy,”
Yeah she said, “Come a little closer,” with that sparkle in her eye,
Said, “You might be broke in money, but you’re rich where it counts,” oh my.

My engine used to sputter, now it’s hummin’ real smooth,
Yeah my engine used to sputter, now it’s hummin’ real smooth,
Gonna dance through the storm, find a way to groove.

Got my boots on tight, ready to shuffle and glide,
Yeah I’m risin’ with the sun, no worries deep inside.
When the world feels heavy, I keep swayin’ with the breeze,
Every twist and turn in life just brings me to my knees.

The jukebox keeps playin’, the night’s young and bright,
Yeah the jukebox keeps playin’, our worries take flight.
With good friends beside me, I ain’t feelin’ low,
We’re smilin’ at hard times, lettin’ those troubles go.

So let the rain keep fallin’, I’ll be dancin’ through the night,
Yeah let the rain keep fallin’, I’ll be dancin’ ‘til it’s bright.
With a heart full of laughter, I’ll carry on with pride,
Smilin' at hard times, love’s always on my side.

We Are Champs

We didn’t learn to walk on marble floors,
Learned on splinters, nails, and busted doors.
Every step cost interest, every win got taxed,
We paid the dues in full—never once asked for it back.

Had a pocket full of maybe, hand full of doubt,
World kept countin’ us in just to count us out.
They said luck ain’t loyal—well, neither are the odds,
So we shook hands with trouble and made it call us boss.
We ain’t polished trophies on a shelf of gold,
We’re the fingerprints of stories nobody told.

Yeah, we are the champs, don’t need no crown,
No velvet rope, no king-sized town.
We are the champs, our scars still shine,
We won the long way, one hard time at a time.
Yeah, we are the champs, hear that truth ring loud,
When the lights go dim—we still outshine the crowd.
Yeah, yeah, we are the champs.

Lost more bets than we ever won,
Saw how to laugh when the damage was done.
From empty bottles to a full heart’s song,
We got lessons learned, yeah, we’ve been through it all.
Every tear fell heavy, but it taught us to fight,
In the shadows we grew, found a way to find light.

Yeah, we are the champs, don’t need no crown,
No velvet rope, no king-sized town.
We are the champs, our scars still shine,
We won the long way, one hard time at a time.
Yeah, we are the champs, hear that truth ring loud,
When the lights go dim—we still outshine the crowd.

Yeah, yeah, we are the champs.

So raise a glass to the bruised and the bold,
To the stories they carry, the dreams they still hold.
In a world that spins quick, we found our own pace,
With grit in our souls, we’ve made it our place.
From the pavement we’re paving, through the highs and the lows,
We’ve got rhythm in our hearts, and it only grows.

Baby Got Her Red Dress On

Woke up this mornin’, sun hid behind a cloud,
Coffee tasted nervous, radio playin’ too loud.
I said, “What’s all this thunder?” sky said, “Boy, you wrong,”
Then she came down the staircase…
Baby’s got her red dress on.

Yeah, baby’s got her red dress on,
Whole room leanin’ slightly left and right,
Yeah clock done forgot what time it’s on,
Even my good sense called in sick tonight.
Lord have mercy, ring the fire alarm,
Ain’t nothin’ technically illegal goin’ on.
But somebody warn the neighborhood,
Baby’s got her red dress on. Yeah Yeah

Cat quit sleepin’, dog just dropped his bone,
Goldfish swam backwards, sayin’, “Man, I’m goin’ home.”
Mirror fogged itself, said, “I refuse to comment,”
My wallet slid out my pocket yellin’, “I repent!”
I tried to act normal, tried to stay strong,
But my knees filed a protest,
Baby’s got her red dress on.

Yeah, baby’s got her red dress on,
Whole room leanin’ slightly left and right.
Yeah clock done forgot what time it’s on,
Even my good sense called in sick tonight.
Lord have mercy, ring the fire alarm,
Ain’t nothin’ technically illegal goin’ on.
But somebody warn the neighborhood,
Baby’s got her red dress on. Yeah Yeah.

Moon shinin’ bright, like a spotlight on her charm,
Got a feeling risin’, callin’ for my arm.
She’s the life of the party, stealin’ every scene,
With that smile and that dress, she’s livin’ like a queen.

Neighbors peekin’ ‘round, wonderin’ what’s the fuss,
I’m just a simple man, lost in all this trust.
The radio’s playin’, but I hear only her song,
Catchin’ all the good vibes, it won’t be long.

Fade into the night, when the moonlight’s drawn,
Every heartbeat echoes, ‘cause baby’s got her red dress on.

Brand New Day

Woke up to a screen door preachin’ in the Georgia breeze,
Coffee strong enough to put some backbone in my knees.
Rooster down the road tryin’ out for the grand ole choir,
Sun climbin’ slow like a tire with a stubborn wire.
Neighbor says, “Mornin’,” but what he means is “I survived,”
Round here just stayin’ vertical means you’re still alive.

It’s a brand new day — Lord, the clay ain’t dried on me,
Still got a little river left runnin’ to the sea.
A brand new day but it don’t get to stay,
I just tip my hat to heaven — thank it for a brand new day.

Miss Loretta’s bakin’ wisdom into every pie she sells,
Says sugar fixes heartbreak… but she charges extra well.
Sheriff plays philosopher parked outside the feed store,
Says, “Son, life’s mostly learnin’ what you can’t afford.”
Down here truth travels slower than a delta summer train,
But it hits you twice as hard — and rememberin’ the pain.

Out on the porch, I've got my boots kicked up on high,
Lookin’ at the world, breathing in that sweet July.
Got my old guitar and a heart that can take a beating,
In this country blues, life’s a dance, and I'm still feelin’.

Got my friends and my family, they ground me like the trees,
Weathering the storms, just like the whisperin’ breeze.
It’s a brand new day — Lord, the clay ain’t dried on me,
Still got a little river left runnin’ to the sea.
A brand new day but it don’t get to stay,
I just tip my hat to heaven — thank it for a brand new day.

So raise your glass to the dawn, let the music sway,
Here’s to laughter and love, and a brand new day.
I’ll keep on singin’ my song, no matter what they say,
Every mornin’ brings the promise of a brand new day.

The Weatherman Got It Wrong

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.