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Send The Frogman

Taylor@StudiointheSticks

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My tribute to USN SEALS "The Frogmen" I had the distinct pleasure of receiving some of their "encouragement" in my recruit survival training USN Base Coronado San Diego as a 17 year old 1st Squad Leader and LEPO...Fun times!

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It's Just a Song (DEMO)

Mystery Man

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Some songs written in forty minutes, still take forty years of living to write.

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IT'S JUST A SONG  

It'll take you back home or down a red dirt road
Up in a jacked up ford or chevy pick her up truck
Kinda make you feel you ain’t ever too old
For struttin’ down a seven mile ridge just to drag you on up…an eight point buck
It’s a three chord truth on a four count lie
That what it is and what it ain’t is just a song in time
You even hate to write it maybe say it all wrong
Pick at them words like it’s upper creek gold but hey…it’s just a song

It’s just a song I know it’s just a song a sing along
And it’s a lot about life but it shouldn’t be as long
It’s the dreamers chasin’ dreams and the givin’ up on
That they believe what they’ve been writin’ is just a song

It’s a graveside service and amazing grace
It’s a three chord sleuth to a four beat pace
It’s a fireball whiskey sippin’ wedding night tux
And some wallen tim and hardy with some eric church luck
So you better give a…never dare say…it’s just a song

It’ll make a silver haired sixty one year old man
Crank up an amp ‘n rock ‘n roll or start a country band
It’s you better call her mama even if’n she ain’t kin
‘Cause she done buried her two precious sons…one was your best friend

It’s just a song I know it’s just a song a sing along
And it’s a lot about life but it shouldn’t be as long
It’s the dreamers chasin’ dreams and the givin’ up on
That they believe what they’ve been singin’ is just a song

It’s a three chord truth on a four count lie
That what it is and what it ain’t is just a song in time
You'll write it play it sing it then you'll still get it wrong
And when you’re up all night just remember…it’s just a song

Got some family and some friends who never gave a shh (don't say it)
Say you’re just a fool wastin’ time boy what an idiot
But you’ve never been a man to say you woulda shoulda could
From your new boat on a lake by your new cabin…in the woods
Where I'm penning three chord truths to some four beat lines
It’s what it is and where you ain’t but it’s a pretty good life…for just a song


OUTRO/ADLIBS

It's just a song...It's a channel cat bitin' on a river trot line
It's just a song...It's a john deere green and some combine time
It's just a song...It's a preacher gonna yell about heaven 'n hell
It's just a song…It's just a song man
It's just a song...It's fireball dell until bobby rang the cut off bell 
(Ya...Well you had to be there for that last line so...those who know...know)
It's just a song