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Daredevil
03:56
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You’ve got me in the air
I’ve lost the ground
Only looking up
Never looking down
I let go of that rope
I hedged my bets
I put it all on you. girl
I’m all-in as a boy can get
And I know before too long
I’m gonna have to land
But I’m in the trapeze love
Hoping you’ll hold out your hand
Please don’t let me fall,
‘Cause you’re the only gravity left
On a one way flight
A daredevil in the sky
Flying without a net
I spent most of my life
With my arms in the breeze
Like a circus star
Flying through the air with the greatest of ease
But your smile distracts me
Makes my certainty retreat
Eyes caught up in the moment,
Clumsy hands forget to reach
I knew this day might come
And it’s happening now
And my solo act falls short,
Careens toward the ground
Please don’t let me fall,
‘Cause you’re the only gravity left
On a one way flight
A daredevil in the sky
Flying without a net
And I know before too long
I’m gonna have to land
But I’m in the trapeze love
Hoping you’ll hold out your hand
Please don’t let me fall,
‘Cause you’re the only gravity left
On a one way flight
A daredevil in the sky
On a one way flight
A daredevil in the sky
Flying without a net
Flying without a net
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2. |
Made For Summertime
02:54
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All day long just working like a dog
In that red hot mid-day sun.
Hands raw, back wrecked, working for a paycheck,
Bust our backs ’til the job gets done
Then Friday at 5, the weekend comes alive,
And it’s windows down and radio up
We live it big, we like it loud,
Whiskey bent and hell bound
Cuss and kick the footlights out.
Headstrong, American proud,
Just like Hag taught us how.
We’re just rebels with that Redneck Sound
All this talk about what’s country and what’s not
Has got this ol’ boy scratching his head.
‘Cause it aint worth the living if it aint ‘Family Tradition’
Might as well settle down with all my rowdy friends
We live it big, we like it loud,
Whiskey bent and hell bound
Cuss and kick the footlights out.
Headstrong, American proud,
Just like Hank taught us how.
We’re just rebels with that Redneck Sound
We live it big, we like it loud,
Whiskey bent and hell bound
Cuss and kick the footlights out.
Headstrong, American proud,
Just like Cash taught us how.
We’re just rebels with that Redneck Sound
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Redneck Sound
03:49
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It’s a Mellencamp song watching fireworks pop
From an old truck bed
It’s a strawberry blonde shooting lemon drops
With cherry chapstick
It’s cutoff jeans, Skoal can rings,
And a late night kiss
By a creek bed that you jump on in
With your clothes on a tree branch
And it’s late nights, cold Bud Lights,
And a warm summer wind.
Tank tops and flip-flops in the sun and the sand.
It’s backstage passes and cheap sunglasses,
First loves and best friends
Yeah, the best things in life you’ll ever find
Are made for summertime
It’s a blue sky over green grass
Sitting in an old lawn chair
By a lakeside sitting in the sunshine
Not a worry in your head.
It’s a ‘sneaking outside by your window’ night
To meet your baby on the front lawn,
Put in that road trip mixtape, Skynard to George Straight,
Crank it up and sing along.
And it’s late nights, cold Bud Lights,
And a warm summer wind.
Tank tops and flip-flops in the sun and the sand.
It’s backstage passes and cheap sunglasses,
First loves and best friends
Yeah, the best things in life you’ll ever find
Are made for summertime
Made for summertime,
Made for summertime,
It’s backstage passes and cheap sunglasses,
First loves and best friends
Yeah, the best things in life you’ll ever find
Are made for summertime
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4. |
Drunk In a White Dress
02:59
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Yeah boy, you know she loves you,
That couldn’t be more clear.
But the vows, and rings, and “I do’s”
Ain’t exactly why she’s here.
She ain’t all about the flowers
And the dinners and the stress
She just wants to be
Drunk in a white dress
Picking colors, dates, and menus
Ain’t really her scene
And she’s so done with your mama
That it makes her want to scream
She could chuck that planning binder
And all this color coded mess
She just wants to be
Drunk in a white dress
Yeah it’s her day
And she’ll have it all her way
And she’ll do it with a smile,
You bet your ass
But at the end of the day
She just wants to take your name,
and Have some fun,
drunk in a white dress.
She’ll be the belle of the ballroom
With a fifth of fireball
Taking shots with her bridesmaids
From the window to the wall
Like a tempest in a teacup
She’s a smoking hot mess
Spinning around
Drunk in a white dress
Yeah it’s her big day
And she’ll have it all her way
And she’ll do it with a smile,
You bet your ass
But at the end of the day
She just wants to take your name,
and Have some fun,
drunk in a white dress.
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5. |
Ashes
04:39
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There’s a noise you get to know
When you live alone.
The deafening silence of the telephone.
I thought I was done with those days
When I fell for you.
But somehow this house feels emptier now
With you in the room.
So I’m gonna pour my tears like gasoline,
And I’m gonna burn us down in effigy.
Build a fire, pile it high with your memory and my pride,
Bring a bottle, strike the matches,
And let it burn down to ashes.
I remember a time before our love ran cold.
Those nights with the lights up, and the shades down,
‘Like a Wrecking Ball’ on the radio.
You loved me like the devil with an angels touch
But now our flame burns weak, and we barely speak,
And, honey, I’ve had enough.
So I’m gonna pour my tears like gasoline,
And I’m gonna burn us down in effigy.
Build a fire, pile it high with your memory and my pride,
Bring a bottle, strike the matches,
And let it burn down to ashes.
Build a fire, pile it high with your memory and my pride,
Bring a bottle, strike the matches,
And let it burn down to ashes.
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6. |
I Don't Sleep Anymore
03:23
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Baby I don’t sleep anymore
Baby I don’t sleep anymore
I spend the witching hours pacing
wearing circles in the floor
Baby I don’t sleep anymore
Baby I don’t cry when it rains
I don’t mind the water pouring down my face
I just stand there with my arms out
Let it wash away my pain
Baby I don’t cry when it rains
It’s like the lone wolfs refrain
Or the long, cold whistle
Of a lonesome midnight train
Screaming in my mind
Echoes driving me insane
And I can’t stop them
No I can’t stop them
Baby I don’t sleep anymore
I just lie awake wondering where you are
And if other arms are wrapped around
The space I reach out for
Baby I don’t sleep anymore
It’s like the lone wolfs refrain
Or the long, cold whistle
Of a lonesome midnight train
Screaming in my mind
Echoes driving me insane
And I can’t stop them
No I can’t stop them
Baby I don’t sleep anymore
Baby I don’t sleep anymore
I spend the witching hours pacing
wearing circles in the floor
Baby I don’t sleep anymore
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7. |
They Don't Know
04:57
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Of all the seasons, I hate fall the most.
I can’t stand the color change in mid October.
‘Cause those falling leaves and bear oak trees remind me what I’ve lost
And that wintertime is right around the corner
Yeah, she always loved it when the chill came,
And pulling on her favorite sweater made her smile.
She said this time of year made it hard to wear a frown,
But it seems thats all I’m wearing now
And whoever said that Love Never Fails is a liar
‘Cause it’ll burn you up, then it burns out like a fire
And they say it’s better to love and lose,
Than to never love at all
But they don’t know, ‘cause they’ve never lost you.
Some mornings, I still reach out to hold her,
And I’ll go to wake her up with a gentle kiss,
But in my hands I only find the distance
In the place of one I’ll never learn to miss
And whoever said that Love Never Fails is a liar
‘Cause it’ll burn you up, then it burns out like a fire
And they say it’s better to love and lose,
Than to never love at all
But they don’t know, ‘cause they’ve never lost you.
Yeah love may be patient, but it aint always kind
The best high you’ve ever had with the worst withdrawals
And love may move mountains,
And it can save a soul,
But it only feels like shackles when you’re feeling it alone.
And whoever said that Love Never Fails is a liar
‘Cause it’ll burn you up, then it burns out like a fire
And they say it’s better to love and lose,
Than to never love at all
But they don’t know, ‘cause they’ve never lost you.
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Wicked Game
06:16
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Out Of My Head
04:01
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Guess I’ve had enough to drink,
The room’s spinning ‘round.
I’ve been sitting here all night,
Just shooting ‘em down.
Ain’t the first time I’ve been in this shape,
And it sure won’t be the last,
So I’ll take the blame,
Dial your number, let it ring.
And I hear a voice calling your name,
And it sounds like mine.
I hear a disconnected message on your telephone line.
And I remember through this haze,
That maybe I called too many times.
But the truth is, I’m so lost without you.
Yeah the truth is, it’s hell I’ve fallen into,
And out of my head.
Yeah, I’m out of my head.
Just another morning waking up on the bathroom floor,
Pounding head, stomach sick, still in last nights clothes
I don’t know how I got here, or where we went wrong,
But I know this much is true:
No whiskey ever gets me drunk enough
To get hungover you.
And I hear a voice calling your name,
And it sounds like mine.
I hear a disconnected message on your telephone line.
And I remember through this haze,
That maybe I called too many times.
But the truth is, I’m so lost without you.
Yeah the truth is, it’s hell I’ve fallen into,
And out of my head.
Yeah, I’m out of my head.
I’m out of my head.
I’m out of my head.
I’m out of my head.
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10. |
Neon
03:37
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Friday night, this small town bar
Is feeling just a little bit lonely.
It’s dead tonight,
My friends left, and I had one more
Then I’m right behind them
Then the DJ warms up a little ‘California Love’
And before I begin to walk on out, you walk on in.
And you hit the floor as the music starts,
and I watch you move like you own this bar
Turning heads, blowing my mind, girl,
Out there in that neon.
The beat drops, and my heart stops as your hips keep time
And you’ve got me hooked at the end of your line
And you keep on turning me on
Out there in that neon,
Out there in that neon.
2 songs down, not a soul around
Except you and the DJ.
You catch my gaze, and you dance my way
Saying “come on, boy, get out here with me”
Then you take my hand,
And my whole world spins,
Tonight, you’re in control.
So come on, girl, how could I say no.
And you hit the floor as the music starts,
and I watch you move like you own this bar
Turning heads, blowing my mind, girl,
Out there in that neon.
The beat drops, and my heart stops as your hips keep time
And you’ve got me hooked at the end of your line
And you keep on turning me on
Out there in that neon,
Out there in that neon.
And you hit the floor as the music grooves,
and I feel your arms pull me close to you
Turning heads, blowing my mind, girl,
Out there in that neon.
The beat drops, and my heart stops as your hips keep time
And you’ve got me hooked at the end of your line
And you keep on turning me on
Out there in that neon,
Out there in that neon,
Out there in that neon.
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11. |
River Jordan
04:11
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12. |
Whole Heart (Demo)
03:55
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Drew Hale Traverse City, Michigan
Drew Hale is an award winning singer/songwriter (2015 Country Showdown National Champion) from Traverse City, Michigan, playing events like Common Ground Music Festival (Lansing, MI), and Big Ticket Festival (Gaylord, MI). Drew has played alongside national acts Tim McGraw, Dierks Bentley, Canaan Smith, Cassadee Pope, Frankie Ballard, Scotty McCreery, RaeLynn, Jana Kramer, and Adam Sanders. ... more
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