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Recorded at Belmont with fellow classmates and band members.

Dancing in the lights of a worn out Ford, miles from town on Rural Route Four. Listening to the songs on the radio. Where we’re going next nobody knows. But I say, it’s going to be okay

Chorus: As long as we got tomorrow. As long as we got a road to follow. I say it’s going to be okay.

My windows are down and my radios up. My head is hanging out of a pickup truck. The wind in my face it makes me feel alive. Tomorrow I’ll worry tonight I’ll drive. And I say it is going to be okay.

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Bridge (2x): Call me crazy call me a fool. You can call me anything you want to. But tonight I’m having a ball. And I don’t care what you think at all.

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Written during Belmont break and recorded as title track for Shadow of a Dream project.

Summer sun’s a’setting on the autumn leaves tonight/ Northern wind rustles in beneath the last days light/ Har-vest moon’s a’rising making diamonds out of dew/ Star-light’s casting shadows that makes me think of you/ I know there’s no music/ But I don’t need a ballroom/ To go Shadow Dancing With The Moon 

Lightning bugs are chasing while the crickets sing their song/ And the whippoorwill’s been asking me “What in the world is wrong?”/ Evening breeze comforts me with its gentle embrace/ And the grass growing stirrup high dances in your place/ I know there’s no music/ But I don’t need a ballroom/ To go Shadow Dancing With The Moon 

Bridge: Now I know it must sound crazy to be here all alone/ But it’s in memories and shadows that I feel most at home/ So until I feel you close to me, and I hope that will be soon/ I’ll be shadow dancing with the moon 

I wrote this song while in the dorms at Belmont. The first version below was recorded at Belmont in the basement studios with friends and band members. The second was recorded as part of my Shadow of a Dream project.
Belmont Version
Shadow of a Dream Version

I’m going to jump in my truck/ Going to pick her up/ Goi-ing a’ cruise all over town/ Then we’ll take it to the coun-try/ And well get real snuggly/ When we roll those win-dows down/ If she’s got to see the levy/ In my 4×4 Chevy/  We can take it out through the field/ Run it through the Cool Clover/ And up the hill and over/ To the place that we both know. 

Chorus: Now when it’s me and you/ There’s nothing we can’t do/ When the moon is shining bright/ You know-there’s nothin’ better than you and me together/ So baby just hold on tight/ I got a full tank of gas and I think it will last/ For whatever you got in mind/ No need for hesitation cause there ain’t no reservations/ Oh baby I’m yours to-night. 

Ah give me a little kiss honey’s all I wish/ I’ll take you any where you want to go/ They say that life is a stage well I’m here to say/ That baby you can run my show/ Just give me your directions/ There won’t be any questions/ We’ll just hit that open road/ Run it through the Cool Clo-ver/ And up the hill and over/ To the place that we both know. 

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Bridge: Baby, I’m yours, baby I’m yours/ Like a guitar string/ You pick me and I’ll sing/ Honey for you all night long. 

Now if you gotta move your feet/ To that country beat/ We can take it out to the barn/ We’ll stomp in the hay/ While the music plays/ Honey baby all night long/ We’ll walk that floor/ Till it can’t take no more/ Then we’ll hit that open road/ Run it through the Cool Clover/ And up the hill and over/ To the place that we both know. 

Written in the Cabin.

Mama told me boy when you grow older/ Remember the love your Mom and Daddy had/ And if it comes your way hold on forever/ It’s the greatest gift that you will ever have/ Now there are those who’ve taken it for granted/ For fame or fortune they have made a trade/ But a life without love’s not worth the living/ And a dying love’s the hardest thing to save 

Chorus: Yes a life without love’s not worth the living/ A dying love’s the hardest thing to save/ A mans wealth is not measured by possessions/ But measured by the good love he gave/ And what matters in the end/ Is family and friends/ Well, that’s what Mama told me way back when 

Now some will run from home to find their freedom/ Believing all the while they’re on their way/ That this life they left behind was to confining/ And that love can come without the price to pay/ But son you don’t be fooled life’s never easy/ The better  things in life they never are/ And you can search this whole world for what your need-ing/ And return to find it in your own back yard 

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Bridge: Now the years have changed this young boy from Momma’s child to a man/ And as I stand here before you her words I understand/ See love’s the greatest treasure two hearts could ever hold/ And I’ll be holding you dear long after we’ve grown old 

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This song was written and inspired by our first gig… “The Barn.” Our band was named “Out of Town” at the time and was a bluegrass-band-turned-country. My brother Sam managed us (and the sound board) while we provided the music and Shannon taught the line dances. This particular song had it’s own custom line dance… and no, I don’t recall the steps. It was good times in a place and time long since gone. Recorded for the Shadow of a Dream project.

The fiddle’s pumping so I get out on the floor/ My cowboy boots are shuffling till they can’t take no more/ This coun-try rhythms rocking to the backwoods beat/ The steel gui-tar breaks in to turn up the heat 

Build: Well you take a little rhythm and you throw in the blues/ And add a lot of country for that two stepping groove/ You got your tush push, double step, touch and go/ Moving to the rhythm with it hillbilly soul/ It’s a heel clicking, high stepping, hand clapping country groove  

Chorus: It’s Country Rhythm/ It’s Country Rhythm/ It’s Country Rhythm/ It’s Country Rhythm/ Well it’s heel click-ing/ High stepping/ Hand clapping country groove 

Over in the corner with her records stacked high/ Shannon plays the tunes while the moon goes by/ The people in the barn they don’t seem to care/ Let the world go by just as long as they’re here 

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Now the rhythm’s hot and simple the words are short and sweet/ There is no philosophizing it is just all about the beat/ So forget about your worries, forget about your cares/ Get out on the floor and let down your hair 

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