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Lot Long
by Gary E. Andrews - 11/10/26 11:20 AM
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Joined: Jan 2001
Posts: 11,806
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Just finished this one, which was written at the request of a country artist who wants to cut it when it gets music...but I don't want to let her see it until I feel it is ready...which it ISN'T. I can see meter messes in it but is one of those things I am too close to, to be able to rectify my own mistakes. ALL comments and ideas will be gratefully appreciated. Thank you to ALL my JPF family for your assistance with this. This one really matters. I am listening!
Bobbie
What Really Matters (c) 2001 Lyrics by Bobbie Gallup ASCAP
I badly needed a break and something to eat Cause I'd been drivin' all night Figured the food would be fine when I saw that old sign And the row of trucks parked outside With a smile as bright as the morning sunlight Creeping over the canyon rim, The waitress brought me a cup and left the whole pot Said, "I can see what you need, my friend"
CLIMB: What a delightful way to start a new day I smiled to myself as she left Just a small town girl, she'd brightened the world Of a friend she'd only just met
CHORUS: What really matters most in life Isn't always what you see It's not often on the surface But somewhere underneath Can't measure wealth by what you have It's in the things you give away A smile, a hand, a bit of love Those all come back to you someday And that's...what really matters
A new Beemer drove up as I sat lost in my thoughts And parked by a old Chevrolet With scowls on their faces they seemed out of place Sure had little between them to say But that look in their eyes was hard to disguise And they sat far apart as they could The man was too curt and the waitress was hurt Though it was clear that he misunderstood
CLIMB: His wife peered down her nose as she flicked the fake rose That bloomed in the old plastic vase I could see she was sure the local folks envied her I wanted to tell her that wasn't the case
CHORUS:
With a big windshield crack and a mutt in the back A dented old pickup pulled up A young couple got out and there was no doubt That this was a pair in love She was giggling and grinnin' and laffin' at him As she grabbed the backside of his jeans They sat side by side; couldn't possibly hide What they had was more precious than things
CLIMB: She was a proud country wife, they had the richest of lives And all that true love can supply I felt joy just to see them and I'd much rather be them Than those with all money could buy
CHORUS:
[This message has been edited by Bobbie Gallup (edited 08-27-2001).]
They'll tell you success in the music biz is all about who you know...but the truth is...it's about who knows you. Gallup 'n Dawg Music
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