Lyricist
An accidental lyricist who is creative and original, with lyrics mirroring my varied taste in music. I have lyrics for Country, Blues, Christian, Rock, pop, and crossover songs. With diverse lyrics that are fun, fragile and a few unforgettable.
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Took Him Too
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Lyrics
Superstar
One More Yesterday With You
One More Yesterday With You
Another town I forget the name
Another hotel room, looks the same
In another club I’m taking aim
And another night down the drain
Chorus 1
Playin' my country, playin' my rock
Got plenty of songs, all in stock
Playing them down and travelin’ far
When do I get to play superstar?
The place was packed and people loud
Hope there’s a record producer in the crowd
Do some standards to please the room
Intermixed with my original tunes
Chorus 2
Playing my role, playin' my rock
Got plenty of songs all in stock
Playing them down and travelin’ far
When do I get to play superstar?
When do I get out of this performers cage?
Just me and my music alone on stage
Year after year of all this bull
When do my dues get paid in full?
Chorus 1
Playin' my country, playin' my rock
Got plenty of songs, all in stock
Playing them down and travelin’ far
When do I get to play superstar?
Chorus 2
Playing my role, playin' my rock
Got plenty of songs all in stock
Playing the down and travelin’ far
When do I get to play superstar?
One More Yesterday With You
One More Yesterday With You
One More Yesterday With You
Chorus
If I could redeem my sorrows
I would wager them all anew
And trade a thousand tomorrows
For one more yesterday with you
You are my anchor and my tether
With the chance for me to spend
To make one more memory together
Before our time should end
One last picnic in the park
Or a blanket on the sands
Walking home in the dark
All the while holding hands
Chorus
If I could redeem my sorrows
I would wager them all anew
And trade a thousand tomorrows
For one more yesterday with you
A thousand to one spin
What fool would take the bet
Oh, I would do it and win
Without a single regret
Someday my life will perish
As time will cause a sever
And for me to always cherish
A love that will last forever
Chorus
If I could redeem my sorrows
I would wager them all on you
And trade a thousand tomorrows
For one more yesterday with you
Hole In My Boot
One More Yesterday With You
Hole In My Boot
Chorus
I can’t ride, and I can’t shoot
But at least I got a hole in my boot
The hole in my boot, is my pride and joy
Cuz’ it makes me look like a real cowboy
I can’t rope, never scraped a knuckle
But I got me a shiny belt buckle
Have never wrestled a mountain lion
Or hit a varmint with my shooting iron
Wrangle a steer, never did that
But I got me a big ol’ cowboy hat
Never felt a cow on the rope pull
But once I rode a mechanical bull
Chorus
I can’t ride, and I can’t shoot
But at least I got a hole in my boot
The hole in my boot, is my pride and joy
Cuz’ it makes me look like a real cowboy
Playin’ cowboy since I was a kid
Was the only thing I always did
I still haven’t changed my way
Over here pretending everyday
Bridge
I’ll never fix that hole of mine
I like that hole in my boot just fine
Only a cowboy in my easy chair
Looks like I’m not going anywhere
Chorus
Oh, I can’t ride, and I can’t shoot
But at least I got a hole in my boot
The hole in my boot, is my pride and joy
Cuz’ it makes me feel like a real cowboy
Red Hot Blues
Livin’ in Toddler Hell Cuz I Can’t Spell
Hole In My Boot
These red-hot blues
With the heat they gave
I had to tune guitar
In the microwave
While I play my guitar
Burning through bits
With red-hot blues
I have to wear oven mitts
Chorus
I got so over-heated
Temperatures rising in the bar
I grilled a couple of steaks
On my red-hot guitar
Those red-hot blues
I can’t take too much
For them red hot blues
Are too hot to touch
Bridge
Well, the heat is choking
The blues are smoking
As red-hot blues inspire
All the amps are on fire
Chorus
I got so over-heated
Temperatures rising in the bar
I grilled a couple of steaks
On my red-hot guitar
Moonbeams and Mud Pies
Livin’ in Toddler Hell Cuz I Can’t Spell
Livin’ in Toddler Hell Cuz I Can’t Spell
Moonbeams and mud pies
Paper kites, and butterflies
Picking flowers by the thicket
Chasing bugs catching crickets
Chalk, hopscotch and pattycake
Cookies that my Mom would bake
Spent hours in the park
Lightning bugs in the dark
Joy and laughter, we never lack
Oh, how I want to go back
To moonbeams and mud pies
Paper kites, and butterflies
Rainy days we played old maid
Drinking cups of red Kool-Aid
Colorful fort of blankets made
As our finger-paintings fade
I would enrich my day
With hours of outside play
Spent hours in the park
Lightning bugs in the dark
Joy and laughter, we never lack
Oh, how I want to go back
To moonbeams and mud pies
Paper kites, and butterflies
Marbles, bubble gum and giggles
Watching worms as they wiggled
Viewing clouds as they go by
Daydreams under a sunny sky
With bright balloons to bump
And all those puddles to jump
Spent hours in the park
Lightning bugs in the dark
Joy and laughter, we never lack
Oh, how I want to go back
To moonbeams and mud pies
Paper kites, and butterflies
Livin’ in Toddler Hell Cuz I Can’t Spell
Livin’ in Toddler Hell Cuz I Can’t Spell
Livin’ in Toddler Hell Cuz I Can’t Spell
Didn’t go to school to learn readin’ and writin
I only studied ditchin’ and fightin’
Now I’m livin’ in toddler hell
Cuz’, I can’t spell
My wife looks me says hey big guy
Don’t come in here with C-A-N-D-Y
You know it just wouldn’t be right
Your son will spoil his appetite
Didn’t understand the spelling she did
Ate it right there in front of our kid
Chorus
Didn’t go to school to learn readin’ and writin
I only studied ditchin’ and fightin’
Now I’m livin’ in toddler hell
Cuz, I can’t spell
With the two-year-old in the room playin’
The wife was fond of spellin’ not sayin’
Honey please fetch me a S-O-D-A
I was clueless as to what she had to say
To me all her spellin’ wasn’t clear
So, I got up and got me a beer
Chorus
Didn’t go to school to learn readin’ and writin
I only studied ditchin’ and fightin’
Now I’m livin in toddler hell
All because, I can’t spell
Didn’t go to school and learn readin’ and writin
’I only studied ditchin’ and fightin’
Now I’m livin’ in toddler hell
Cuz’, I can’t spell
Lyrics by John Sebby
First Holiness Flea Market Church
Every Sunday my wife goes to church
And every Sunday I go on a search
At the First Holiness Flea Market Church
Her pastor he looks down on me
As I seek out souls for eternity
At the First Holiness Flea Market Church
On Sunday’s I kind of hold service there
Walking around tellin’ folks that Jesus cares
At the First Holiness Flea Market Church
And well, that’s just how I roll
Saving bargain shoppers souls
At the First Holiness Flea Market Church
Chorus
(Note: Orchestra and choir begins preforming Handel’s Messiah here, alternating with the First Holiness Flea Market Church tune)
(Choir): Hallelujah, Hallelujah
(Singer): At the First Holiness Flea Market Church
(Choir): Hallelujah, Hallelujah
(Singer): First Holiness Flea Market Church
(Choir): Hallelujah, Hallelujah
(Singer): First Holiness Flea Market Church
In my desire to spread the truth
Sometimes I even rent a booth
At the First Holiness Flea Market Church
Oh yes, I’ve been so blessed
To be a wandering evangelist
Down at the First Holiness Flea Market Church
Jesus was in the markets and streets
Sharing God’s love with those He meets
Like at the First Holiness Flea Market Church
Bridge
People I meet in my market search
They wouldn’t set foot in a church
But are regulars here
At the First Holiness Flea Market Church
Chorus final
(Note: Orchestra and choir begins preforming Handel’s Messiah here, alternating with the First Holiness Flea Market Church tune)
(Choir): Hallelujah, Hallelujah!
(Singer): At the First Holiness Flea Market Church
(Choir): Hallelujah, Hallelujah!
(Singer): First Holiness Flea Market Church
(Choir): Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah!
(Singer): First Holiness Flea Market Church
(Choir): Hallelujah, Hallelujah!
(Singer): First Holiness Flea Market Church
(Choir): Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah
(Singer): A-t the First Holiness Flea Market Church
By John Sebby
(With sincere apologies to George Frideric Handel)
Ride Out the Storm
Sun’s hiding behind the mist
Although I know it’s there
He won’t come out and shine
Like he doesn’t even care
When you can’t walk no further
Or you run out of gas
Is when you dig in
And let the storm pass
The sky grows angry
And clouds start to swarm
I hope to find shelter
To ride out the storm
Chorus
Saddle up your faith
As trouble starts to form
Perseverance will prevail
As you ride out the storm
Clouds start looking dark
A tornado not the norm
I need to seek shelter
And ride out the storm
The weathers moving in
With rain pouring down
And soaking wet I come
To the very edge of town
As the lightning dances
I slowly make my way
Replying thunder growls
When I enter a small café
Repeat chorus
The power’s gone out
Coffee’s barely warm
At least I’m out of the rain
As I ride out the storm
With our eyes on the skies
Lightning takes its jagged path
Watching the wicked storm
Delivering fury and its wrath
Now hiding out in safety
Rescued from any harm
Happy to harbor securely
While I ride out the storm
Chorus
Saddle up your faith
As trouble starts to form
Perseverance will prevail
As we ride out the storm
Lyrics
A Triple Threat of Double Trouble
When Mr. Blues Meets Mrs. Blues
When Mr. Blues Meets Mrs. Blues
You and me
And my beer makes three
Together we’re a triple threat
Of double trouble
The place was packed
Gave off a Country tone
At a table for two
I sat almost alone
When a charming lady
Asked am I mistaken
Is that chair empty
Or is this seat taken?
I gladly replied
No, this chair is free
Now at this table
It will just be us three
Three, she exclaimed
I can only see two
So, I pointed it out
That I included my brew
Repeat chorus
It’s you and me
And my beer makes three
Together we’re a triple threat
Of double trouble
Was three-part harmony
Karaoke contest night
Always drew a big crowd
And came with a fight
Was the final participants
In the trio competitors cast
Three-part harmony Karaoke
Her, my beer, and me came last
Got back to my seat
When it was time to begin
Told my table companion
That I just entered us in
She looked so surprised
What, how can that be?
With only two at our table
And the contests for three?
Repeat chorus
You and me
And my beer makes three
Together we’re a triple threat
Of double trouble
During our turn to compete
Turns out she sang like a lark
Along with my beer and me
We knocked it out of the park
One of the competitors
Who always sang off-key
Called out a complaint
That we didn’t have three
I said for my beer to join in
Its allowed in the rule book
Then the bartender judge
Replied let me take a look
He checked the rules
It’s nowhere to be found
I said it’s right next to the winner
Buys the house a round
And everybody said
You and me
And my beer makes three
Together we’re a triple threat
Of double trouble
Yes, you and me
And my beer makes three
Together we’re a triple threat
Of double trouble
When Mr. Blues Meets Mrs. Blues
When Mr. Blues Meets Mrs. Blues
When Mr. Blues Meets Mrs. Blues
He’s burning up his blues guitar
She’s wailing on the mike
When Mr. Blues, meets Mrs. Blues
You know ligtnin’s gonna strike
Mr. Blues his guitar was heatin’ up
In all the clubs around town
He’s so cool, playin’ the blues
No one could knock him down
Playing the blues every day
No one else could play that way
I don’t care what anyone say
Mr. Blues is here to stay
Mrs. Blues’ man broke her heart
She left home for brand new start
And oh my, oh my she had a voice
She sang the blues, had no choice
Close your eyes and listen her wailer
She sounded like a cross between
Big Momma Thornton & Koko Taylor
That’s Mrs. Blues is who I mean
Chorus
He’s burning up his blues guitar
She’s wailing on the mike
When Mr. Blues, meets Mrs. Blues
You know ligtnin’s gonna strike
The club owner hired her one day
Didn’t ask Mr. Blues for his say
The owner heard Mrs. Blues get down
Singing on the other side of town
Mrs. Blues was now the opening act
A four-piece band that had her back
An intro, her voice was a work of art
She sang A little piece of my heart
They loved Mrs. Blues singing style
Mr. Blues heard the crowd go wild
For Mr. Blues always owned that stage
Came from the green room in a rage
Repeat chorus
He’s burning up his blues guitar
She’s wailing on the mike
When Mr. Blues, meets Mrs. Blues
You know ligtnin’s gonna strike
Mr. Blues ran on stage and glared
Nobody moved, I mean nobody dared
Scared, wondered why they came
Was like tornado meeting a hurricane
Mrs. Blues smart having paid her dues
Stopped & praised the great Mr. Blues
Knowing he owned the stage & crowd
She honored him long and loud
Mr. Blues walked off, but didn’t go far
He came right back on with his guitar
The tales about it are long and tall
They blew off the roof and blew out
the wall
Mr. and Mrs. Blues, oh what a sight
People will never forget that night
They sang and played until late
Making blues history oh so great
Repeat chorus
He’s burning up his blues guitar
She’s wailing on the mike
When Mr. Blues, meets Mrs. Blues
You know ligtnin’s gonna strike
Oh, when Mr. Blues, meets Mrs. Blues
You know ligtnin’s gonna strike
Born Again Country
When Mr. Blues Meets Mrs. Blues
Born Again Country
Chorus
I’m born-again country
Why I sing a country song
I’m born-again country
Back where I belong
My father grew up on a farm
But didn’t want a rural life
He always dreamed of the city
Then married an urban wife
I was born in the country
Moved to the city at three
My parents loved the city
But wasn’t where I wanted to be
Bridge
My country roots run deep and wide
Prefer being outdoors to being inside
So, I moved back by my country kin
Right after I got country born again
Chorus
I’m born-again country
Why I sing a country song
I’m born-again country
Back where I belong
Had plenty neighbors at my city place
Didn’t know a single person’s name
On the farm I know every neighbor
Their truck and all the kids they claim
My grandparent were getting old
So now they just supervise
Teaching me to run their farm
Learning from the wisest of the wise
Chorus
I’m born-again country
Why I sing a country song
I’m born-again country
Back where I belong
Sundays my parents’ worship with us in church
It is what families are all about
Once you get country in your blood
You just can’t get it out
Bridge
My country roots run deep and wide
Prefer being outdoors to being inside
So, I moved back near my country kin
Right after I got country born again
Chorus
I’m born-again country
Why I sing a country song
I’m born again country
Back where I belong
Repeat Chorus
I’m born-again country
Why I sing a country song
I’m born again country
Back where I belong
Lyrics by John Sebby
Over the Hill and Down the Hatch
Over the Hill and Down the Hatch
Over the Hill and Down the Hatch
Open a bar where I’ve never been
And you have to be thirty just to get in
The drinks are laced with Advil
For all of us that are over the hill
Where music is quiet enough
To have a real conversation
And half-price drinks to everyone
Who proudly served our nation
Chorus
I want to open a senior’s bar
Where the women are easy to catch
And I’m goin
Open a bar where I’ve never been
And you have to be thirty just to get in
The drinks are laced with Advil
For all of us that are over the hill
Where music is quiet enough
To have a real conversation
And half-price drinks to everyone
Who proudly served our nation
Chorus
I want to open a senior’s bar
Where the women are easy to catch
And I’m going to call my joint
Over the hill and down the hatch
No stairs to roof top patio
Or a bar in the basement
We can stroll right in for us
Even with a hip replacement
And with plenty of stalls
So never a restroom line
And the cool time to leave
Is between eight and nine
Chorus
I want to open a senior’s bar
Where the women are easy to catch
And I’m going to call my joint
Over the hill and down the hatch
We Want Our Country Back
Over the Hill and Down the Hatch
Over the Hill and Down the Hatch
The pursuit of happiness is in our reach
Freedom of worship and freedom of speech
No one is free until everyone’s free
To celebrate the joys of liberty
Chorus
Our nation is under attack
And we the people (clap, clap)
We want our country back
We want our country ba-a-a-ck
We want our country back
Yes, we the people (clap, clap)
We want our country
The pursuit of happiness is in our reach
Freedom of worship and freedom of speech
No one is free until everyone’s free
To celebrate the joys of liberty
Chorus
Our nation is under attack
And we the people (clap, clap)
We want our country back
We want our country ba-a-a-ck
We want our country back
Yes, we the people (clap, clap)
We want our country back
Due process of law constitutional procedures
Free from unreasonable searches and seizures
Peaceably assembly, keeping all safe from harm
Freedom of the press, and the right to bear arms
Chorus
Our nation is under attack
And we the people (clap, clap)
We want our country back
We want our country ba-a-a-ck
We want our country back
Yes, we the people (clap, clap)
We want our country back
Working together to end hate and fear
For the love of freedoms, we hold dear
Peaceably assembly, keeping all safe from harm
Freedom of the press, and the right to bear arms
(Final chorus notes: *lead singer only **Lead and backup singers)
Chorus
**Our nation is under attack
**And we the people (clap, clap)
*What do we want?
**We want our country back
**We want our country ba-a-a-ck
**We want our country back
**Yes, we the people (clap, clap)
*What do we want?
**We want our country back
Lost Love Train
Over the Hill and Down the Hatch
Lost Love Train
Ticket window and pay your fare
Only forty-eight cards for solitaire
Been deserted by answered prayer
Feel free to exit if you dare
Stumble on and take your seat
Crying out you admit defeat
Guided by a lingering steel rail
Rolling along the lost love trail
Chorus
All aboard for the lost love train
Every passenger travel’s in pain
If your love’s
Ticket window and pay your fare
Only forty-eight cards for solitaire
Been deserted by answered prayer
Feel free to exit if you dare
Stumble on and take your seat
Crying out you admit defeat
Guided by a lingering steel rail
Rolling along the lost love trail
Chorus
All aboard for the lost love train
Every passenger travel’s in pain
If your love’s gone down the drain
Climb on board the lost love train
Don’t know how long I’ll stay
All the tickets are sold one way
In every car you are all alone
Moving further from your home
At first, I thought our love would last
Now I’ve purchased a lifetime pass
The train rumbles through your past
With hearts on board flying half-mast
Repeat chorus
All aboard for the lost love train
Every passenger travel’s in pain
If your love’s gone down the drain
Climb on board the lost love train
The train slows down to make a stop
Picking up another broken heart crop
Carrying hearts bound by heavy chain
No warm welcome in lost love train
Find no egos and no need to brag
You carry-on a bottle in a paper bag
The only onboard luggage you bring
Listening the conductor’s whistle sing
Repeat chorus
All aboard for the lost love train
Every passenger travel’s in pain
If your love’s gone down the drain
Climb on board the lost love train
Lyrics by John Sebby
Song Too Sad to Sing
Song Too Sad to Sing
Song Too Sad to Sing
Suddenly all disappeared
You left without any clues
Then I sunk so far below
Bottomed out in the blues
With lonely desperation
And my mind racing along
Crying I asked myself
If I could write a song
Chorus
Was going to write a song
About when I lost my everything
Found I couldn’t write the song
For it was just too sad to sing
We two had become one
Now
Suddenly all disappeared
You left without any clues
Then I sunk so far below
Bottomed out in the blues
With lonely desperation
And my mind racing along
Crying I asked myself
If I could write a song
Chorus
Was going to write a song
About when I lost my everything
Found I couldn’t write the song
For it was just too sad to sing
We two had become one
Now will never be whole
Only echoes in my heart
And left without a soul
Love means to be committed
Or at least it does to me
Although then again
I’m afraid so does insanity
Chorus
Was going to write a song
About when I lost my everything
Found I couldn’t write the song
For it was just too sad to sing
Today
Song Too Sad to Sing
Song Too Sad to Sing
Do we have a future
Who really knows
Tomorrow comes
And then it goes
All we have is today
So let’s dance
Dance the night away
Please turn it up
Let the music play
In each others arms
We dance and sway
When the music stops
We will take a bow
For all we have is now
I remember that
We had a past
But a future unsure
And today won’t last
Tomorrow’s unclear
So l
Do we have a future
Who really knows
Tomorrow comes
And then it goes
All we have is today
So let’s dance
Dance the night away
Please turn it up
Let the music play
In each others arms
We dance and sway
When the music stops
We will take a bow
For all we have is now
I remember that
We had a past
But a future unsure
And today won’t last
Tomorrow’s unclear
So let’s not miss
A single kiss
Do we have a future
Who really knows
Tomorrow comes
And then it goes
All we have is today
So, let’s dance
Dance the night away
One Prayer Away
Song Too Sad to Sing
One Prayer Away
If you find yourself lost
After you’ve gone astray
To find your way home
Is just one prayer away
Chorus
There is always hope
For I know of a way
As you have the answer
Just one prayer away
I felt lost and abandoned
When my life went array
It turned out my anchor
Was just one prayer away
Chorus
There is always hope
For I know of a way
As you have the a
If you find yourself lost
After you’ve gone astray
To find your way home
Is just one prayer away
Chorus
There is always hope
For I know of a way
As you have the answer
Just one prayer away
I felt lost and abandoned
When my life went array
It turned out my anchor
Was just one prayer away
Chorus
There is always hope
For I know of a way
As you have the answer
Just one prayer away
Devils in the doorway
And your life’s in decay
You can find freedom
Just one prayer away
Chorus
There is always hope
For I know of a way
As you have the answer
Just one prayer away
Lyrics by John Sebby
Me and My Saddle Riding the Fence
Me and My Saddle Riding the Fence
Me and My Saddle Riding the Fence
My horse is dead, my life is stale
I’ve got my saddle over a rail
Going by you’ll think I’m dense
Me and my saddle, riding the fence
Hooping and hollerin’, Yippee, Ki Ay
Been out here riding most of the day
Some folks think I’m out of my mind
I’ve even been bucked a couple of times
I don’t go far, and I don’t go fast
But it’s a ride I know will
My horse is dead, my life is stale
I’ve got my saddle over a rail
Going by you’ll think I’m dense
Me and my saddle, riding the fence
Hooping and hollerin’, Yippee, Ki Ay
Been out here riding most of the day
Some folks think I’m out of my mind
I’ve even been bucked a couple of times
I don’t go far, and I don’t go fast
But it’s a ride I know will last
With my future as a cowboy cast
Reality is out of my grasp
Chorus
My horse is dead, my life is stale
And I’ve got my saddle over a rail
Going by you’ll think I’m dense
Me and my saddle, riding the fence
A picket fence best not go near
Even with a saddle it’ll hurt your rear
Split rail fences always work best
After a long day’s ride, I need my rest
Hooping and hollerin’, Yippee, Ki Ay
Been out here riding most of the day
Some folks think I’m out of my mind
I’ve even been bucked a couple of times
Chorus
My horse is dead, my life is stale
I’ve got my saddle over a rail
Going by you’ll think I’m dense
Me and my saddle, riding the fence
My Shadow and I
Me and My Saddle Riding the Fence
Me and My Saddle Riding the Fence
We were never that close
My shadow and I
He seems attached
But only under a sunny sky
As a fair-weather friend
He’s always following me
But when clouds roll in
Then he will quietly flee
Chorus
I realized he doesn’t really like me
As he follows me to and frow
And he only follows me
Because he has nowhere else to go
I always take the lead
He has never
We were never that close
My shadow and I
He seems attached
But only under a sunny sky
As a fair-weather friend
He’s always following me
But when clouds roll in
Then he will quietly flee
Chorus
I realized he doesn’t really like me
As he follows me to and frow
And he only follows me
Because he has nowhere else to go
I always take the lead
He has never said a word
Even when I stop and listen
His reply I never heard
At night he runs and hides
He never ever stays
Never their when I need him
On dark and stormy and days
Bridge
We can look inseparable
But we don’t have actual ties
As he only has my back
During life’s sunny skies
Chorus
I realized he doesn’t really like me
As he follows me to and frow
And he only follows me
Because he has nowhere else to go
Saskatoon
Me and My Saddle Riding the Fence
Saskatoon
Driving through a monsoon
I drove my car into a lagoon
Fell asleep during a full moon
Listening to a country tune
Made my way over a dune
I felt like I was Daniel Boone
And found a small commune
Just outside of Saskatoon
Chorus
Saskatoon, living in Saskatoon
Where I won an old Saloon
A dive and a greasy spoon
It even has a brass spittoon
In Saskatoon
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Driving through a monsoon
I drove my car into a lagoon
Fell asleep during a full moon
Listening to a country tune
Made my way over a dune
I felt like I was Daniel Boone
And found a small commune
Just outside of Saskatoon
Chorus
Saskatoon, living in Saskatoon
Where I won an old Saloon
A dive and a greasy spoon
It even has a brass spittoon
In Saskatoon
Played poker with a baboon
All night until the afternoon
Where all he did consume
Was whiskey and crab Rangoon
When the young buffoon
He bet his last doubloon
Money for his honeymoon
For me it was opportune
Chorus
Saskatoon, living in Saskatoon
Where I won an old Saloon
A dive and a greasy spoon
It even has a brass spittoon
In Saskatoon
We have a signature tune
Birthday parties with a balloon
My band with only a bassoon
Now a tycoon with a silver spoon
And once in a blue moon
Have a shoot-out at high noon
Armed with a rubber harpoon
Feeling like I’m in a cartoon
Chorus
Saskatoon, living in Saskatoon
Where I won an old Saloon
A dive and a greasy spoon
It even has a brass spittoon
From playing poker in Saskatoon
Lyrics by John Sebby
Truck Stop Moon
What If I Wrote A Love Song
What If I Wrote A Love Song
When we met
She went head over heels
Not only for me
But my eighteen wheels
Chorus
For our first date
Had dinner at a greasy spoon
Then we danced outside
In the light of a truck stop moon
I picked her up
When her car broke down
To give her a ride
Just to the very next town
Chorus
For our second date
Had dinner at a greasy spoon
Then we danced outside
In the light of a truck stop moon
In the cab with me
She carefully navigates
Us to our destination
Through the maze of interstates
Chorus
For our wedding day
Reception at a greasy spoon
Then we danced outside
In the light of a truck stop moon
(Additional verse option)
She still goes
Head over heels
Not only for me
But our eighteen wheels
Chorus
We go on dates
To dinner at a greasy spoon
Then we danced outside
In the light of a truck stop moo
What If I Wrote A Love Song
What If I Wrote A Love Song
What If I Wrote A Love Song
What if I wrote
A song that was a hit
But was never played
And nobody ever heard it
Would I be a songwriter
Or would I be a poet
Maybe be neither
If I never showed it
What if I wrote a lyric
That didn’t have a rhyme
Would I have a song
Or just a waste of time
What if with just one song
If I could be so clever
That could make people
Fall in love forever
I would write it today
And sing it only to you
I would write that song
That’s what I would do
To be in love with you
For forever and a day
If I could only find the music
And the right words to say
Is this the right song
It’s a chance I’ll take
I’m betting my future
Everything’s at stake
What if I wrote a love song
That you always heard
Saying that I love you
With every single word
This Song Ain’t Got One
What If I Wrote A Love Song
This Song Ain’t Got One
I don’t have time
To find a rhyme
So, this song ain’t got one
Tired of rhyming love
With the word above
So, I’m going to make a new one
I’ll call it drover
A term for a rover
When a long ride is over
I drover all day
The truckers will say
But this song ain’t got one
But drover don’t rhyme with love
Well, who gives a zove
So, this song ain’t got one
(Back-up singers) Not a Chorus
Not a chorus anywhere
(Back-up singers) Not a Chorus
And I don’t even care
And this song ain’t got one
People always ask me
Why a song and a melody
So this song ain’t got one
One thing I do know
Can’t play blues on a banjo
So, this song ain’t got one
(insert blues banjo riff here)
If you write words so gentle
Can it still be an instrumental
So, this song ain’t got one
Make a song sad or fun
Can always write another one
But this song ain’t done
Oh, wait, yes it is
John Sebby lyrics
Places Unknown
Places Unknown
Places Unknown
Graduated high school at seventeen
With a thumb hitched-hiked out west
Sent travel notes home twice a week
On postcards that were pre-addressed
Which was at the parents’ request
Chorus
An adventurous soul when young
For years was the family’s capstone
But now every day this aged voyager
In the front yard of their own home
This explorer visits place
Graduated high school at seventeen
With a thumb hitched-hiked out west
Sent travel notes home twice a week
On postcards that were pre-addressed
Which was at the parents’ request
Chorus
An adventurous soul when young
For years was the family’s capstone
But now every day this aged voyager
In the front yard of their own home
This explorer visits places unknown
After stint in the armed services
And traveling the world round
Then found the ground at college
Head in the clouds to earthbound
Where work was his new playground
Chorus
An adventurous soul when young
For years was the family’s capstone
But now every day this aged voyager
In the front yard of their own home
This explorer visits places unknown
Now long retired from the job
Sitting in the front yard each day
The very same school children
Will pass the exploder’s way
Who has the same thing to say
Bridge
The voyager smiles and greets
Hello and what’s your name
With the daily exact question
And the kids answer the same
Each with kindness not shame
Chorus
An adventurous soul when young
For years was the family’s capstone
But now every day this aged voyager
In the front yard of their own home
This explorer visits places unknown
Train 27
Places Unknown
Places Unknown
The old iron locomotive
Writes its signature on the sky
With its thick black smoke
Announcing the time to cry
The train rumbling in the dark
Riding on long steel rail streets
Convoy of cars following behind
And club members in their seats
Chorus
The whistle shouts its song
Now only our memories remain
From riders who don’t belong
Untimely boarders o
The old iron locomotive
Writes its signature on the sky
With its thick black smoke
Announcing the time to cry
The train rumbling in the dark
Riding on long steel rail streets
Convoy of cars following behind
And club members in their seats
Chorus
The whistle shouts its song
Now only our memories remain
From riders who don’t belong
Untimely boarders on the 27 train
Why didn’t they see it coming
When the conductor said its time
A fog of midnight smoke bellows
Its presence in ash and grime
Bridge
So young when taken away
And all the songs they didn’t play
With no more music to bring
Missing all the songs they didn’t sing
Repeat Chorus
All the engineers dressed in black
The conductor is the angel of death
There will be no more music to sing
For they took their very last breath
Too many traveled too soon
As they greeted those in vain
Singers they knew and admired
Who had boarded an earlier train
Chorus
The whistle shouts its song
Now only our memories remain
From riders who don’t belong
Untimely boarders on the 27 train
Will they sing in hell or sing in heaven
Club members of Train Twenty-seven
Song Titles
Rock N Roll
· Artificial Intelligence
· Bad Deal
· Ice Machine Queen of Cold
· I’ve Got Time to Burn
· My Crazy Uncle
· Route 666
· Six Days of Saturday’s
· Time with the King
Crossover lyrics
· A Lyric Looking for a Song
· A Song in My Pocket
· All You Have to Do is Ask
· Back on top
· Listening to Her Pray to Die
· Living with Silence
· Moonbeams and Mud Pies
· My Limousine
· One-eyed songs
· One Hit Wonder-ful
· Slow Time
· Superstar
· The Autumn of Our Love
· The Richest Man I Ever Knew
· Today
· True North
· When A Bird Loses Its Song
· Winter Days
(Italics - Lyrics on webpage)
Contact Me
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Chris Sebby™ is a Savannah, GA based: Singer/ Songwriter/ Digital Recording Artist/ Producer, Guitarist. He has an ungenrable, new-school, yet classic and diverse sound.
He has remained ranked in the top 3 Local Rock Artists on ReverbNation locally for over 10 years. His compositional works are one of a kind, raw, and are as original, genuine, artistically passionate, and creative as they come. He performs as a solo artist and with several different local musicians. Some of his works have taken years to finalize yet some on a whim of the moment.
Chris is the Founder/ C.E.O. of "Skurf Productions™", his own independent label in Savannah, Georgia.
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