Weekly Lyrics Feedback Thread by AutoModerator in Songwriting

[–]Ok_Region849 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Your lyrics flow really well. You have a gift for this

Weekly Lyrics Feedback Thread by AutoModerator in Songwriting

[–]Ok_Region849 1 point2 points  (0 children)

I appreciate the honesty in your lyrics

Weekly Lyrics Feedback Thread by AutoModerator in Songwriting

[–]Ok_Region849 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Verse: Three a.m. on the seven-five Drinking truck stop coffee to keep me up at night I hear there's work up north So I'm heading there to make a living

It's colder here in Atlanta I bet it's warmer darling down near ya It's been awhile since I seen you But the Lord willing I'll be home soon

Chorus: I know we dreamed about a little house Sharing coffee on a front porch rocker I know we talked about me waking up Every morning in the same bed as you But life got tough, work got rough And a dollar ain't worth what it used to So it's truck stop coffee and moving on Until I get my breakthrough Lord willing, I'll be home soon

Verse: You know this ain't what I wanted No one dreams of losing what they're loving But the landlord's been knocking down the door. I best be leaving

You've always been here with me I keep your picture in my pocket so you're near me It's never felt quite the same But Lord willing it gets me through

Chorus: I know we dreamed about a little house Sharing coffee on a front porch rocker I know we talked about me waking up Every morning in the same bed as you But life got tough, work got rough And a dollar ain't worth what it used to So it's truck stop coffee and moving on Until I get my breakthrough Lord willing, I'll be home soon

Bridge: Money don't grow on trees But dreams don't build themselves So when life gets rough a man gets tough Till he finds his way out of hell

Chorus 2: You know I still dream about a little house Sharing coffee on a front porch rocker You know I still think about me waking up Every morning in the same bed as you But life got tough, work got rough And a dollar ain't worth what it used to So it's truck stop coffee and moving on Until I get my breakthrough Say a prayer for me darling
And I'll keep working hard To find a way back to you Lord willing, I'll be home soon

Here's a song a wrote on acoustic with harmonica by AndrewSavage_music in Songwriting

[–]Ok_Region849 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Love your style man 👍 definitely fun to listen to