Treat Myself to Some Good Times - Country Collaboration
Posted: Fri Oct 08, 2010 9:33 am
I was trying for an upbeat, contemporary country song, a little like Keith Urban's "Where the Blacktop Ends."
I am interested in a 50/50 co-write with a singer/musician/composer who could record the demo.
Click on the link for a rough worktape:
http://www.soundclick.com/bands/default ... ID=9713177
Treat Myself to Some Good Times
(c) 2010 Walt lamberg and Alan Lamberg
Chorus
Well, the sky couldn’t be bluer, there’s a cool breeze blowin’
All the windows rolled down; know exactly where I’m goin’.
Got up feelin’ good, left early in the mornin'.
By evenin’ I’ll be where big city lights are shinin’.
Gonna treat myself to some Good Times.
Gonna treat myself to some Good Times.
Verse 1
I called in sick, knew the boss wouldn’t be pleased,
But he’s my brother-in-law, so he’ll leave it be.
I work harder than him, he knows that for a fact,
So it’s best that he cuts me a little slack.
You know, you bend a branch too hard, it’s gonna snap,
And, bro, you wouldn’t want that to happen.
Chorus Repeat
Verse 2
I work for the county, fixin’ miles of bad road.
Not my favorite job, but it makes the time go.
Got a bummed up knee; sometimes my hands shake
From a tour in Iraq, but I don’t belly ache.
I remember in the plane, when I was finally awake,
Nurse smiled, said, “Soldier, you’re goin’ home.”
Chorus Repeat
Bridge
You know, life can be a burden, weighin’ heavy on your mind,
Til’ you can’t see the reason; you can’t hear the rhyme.
So be good to yourself, aint no crime to smile.
Just leave it all behind for a while.
Chorus Repeat
Tag: Yeah, treat myself to some Good Times.
I am interested in a 50/50 co-write with a singer/musician/composer who could record the demo.
Click on the link for a rough worktape:
http://www.soundclick.com/bands/default ... ID=9713177
Treat Myself to Some Good Times
(c) 2010 Walt lamberg and Alan Lamberg
Chorus
Well, the sky couldn’t be bluer, there’s a cool breeze blowin’
All the windows rolled down; know exactly where I’m goin’.
Got up feelin’ good, left early in the mornin'.
By evenin’ I’ll be where big city lights are shinin’.
Gonna treat myself to some Good Times.
Gonna treat myself to some Good Times.
Verse 1
I called in sick, knew the boss wouldn’t be pleased,
But he’s my brother-in-law, so he’ll leave it be.
I work harder than him, he knows that for a fact,
So it’s best that he cuts me a little slack.
You know, you bend a branch too hard, it’s gonna snap,
And, bro, you wouldn’t want that to happen.
Chorus Repeat
Verse 2
I work for the county, fixin’ miles of bad road.
Not my favorite job, but it makes the time go.
Got a bummed up knee; sometimes my hands shake
From a tour in Iraq, but I don’t belly ache.
I remember in the plane, when I was finally awake,
Nurse smiled, said, “Soldier, you’re goin’ home.”
Chorus Repeat
Bridge
You know, life can be a burden, weighin’ heavy on your mind,
Til’ you can’t see the reason; you can’t hear the rhyme.
So be good to yourself, aint no crime to smile.
Just leave it all behind for a while.
Chorus Repeat
Tag: Yeah, treat myself to some Good Times.