The SuBourbon Blues Project - Chris Ford

The SuBourbon Blues Project - Chris Ford

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Blues - Rock | Nashville, Tennessee, United States
Total Song Plays: 676   
Member Since: 2016
   Last Login: 8/5/2020

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Plays:

16

Song Description

Blues/Rock "Ballad" - Relatable story about the consequences of drinking too much, getting kicked out of the house, and trying to turn things around.

Story Behind the Song

Inspired by relatable real life experiences.

Broadjam Member Reviews

A real, gritty slice of life.

    - Chris Keaton - Broadjam Pro Reviewer
Lyrics

Verse:
Woke this morning, well past sunrise
Whiskey haze clouding my eyes.
Out my window saw my things, on the sidewalk.
What did I do this time? Why can't we just talk?

Verse:
Went to the street; to get my belongings.
Pay the price again, doing the wrong things.
I think as I stuff them, in an old sack,
Guess I shouldn't ask now, if I can go back.

Chorus:
Every time I get wasted,
find myself where concrete meets the grass.
You'd think by now, I wouldn't waste it.
Darlin' I hope that chance, wasn't my last.


Verse:
Spend lonely nights, in a cheap room,
Hoping for that phone to ring soon.
Could I search answers on the nightstand, in that Bible,
Reaching past the phone, and whiskey bottle.


Chorus:
Every time I get wasted,
find myself where concrete meets the grass.
You'd think by now, I wouldn't waste it.
Darlin' I hope that chance, wasn't my last.

Song Length
4:20
Genres
Blues - Traditional, Blues - Rock
Tempo / Feel
Slow (71 - 90)
Lead Vocal
Male Vocal
Mood
Gloomy

Subject Matter
Bad Love, Dysfunctional Relations

Similar Artist
The Eagles
Era
1990 - 1999

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