Archive for the ‘If it sounds country’ Category

I hate her most when she’s not there

December 31, 2016

zzheartbroke

Started to date her
Till she said “see you later”
I wasn’t even a skater
And now I really hate her

I hate her smile
I hate her smell
I hate the stories
She would tell

She found a new guy
Before she even said “bye”
Never ever said why
But I ain’t gonna cry

I hate her style
I hate her grace
I hate her
Stupid little face

Her love was misleading
My heart took a beating
And my insides are bleeding
But you won’t see me pleading

I hate her voice
I hate her hair
I hate her most
When she’s not there

by Richard W. Bray

Man Enough for Me

December 29, 2016

xxxmancookseggs

Great Spirit — give to me
A Heaven not so large as Yours,
But large enough — for me

Emily Dickinson

He cooks me eggs
When I wake up
He never needs
To act tough
He just feeds the family
That’s Man enough
For me

He’s home for supper
Every night
He loves the kids
And treats em right
Isn’t really hard to see
He’s Man enough
For me

He don’t write sonnets
To sing my praise
He warms my night
And fills my days
Always keeps me company
That’s Love enough
For me

by Richard W. Bray

It works until it doesn’t

December 23, 2016

xxdenial

Cigarettes and alcohol and rage
Propel your injured soul
From day to day

It works until it doesn’t
And suddenly you’re old
It works until it doesn’t
Till the center cannot hold

Your back-stabs and your lies
Spur you till you slip
On the blood you left behind

It works until it doesn’t
All the stories that you told
It works until it doesn’t
Till the center cannot hold

Calm won’t still the storm
Surrounded by dysfunction
Deception kept you warm

It works until it doesn’t
And you can’t keep out the cold
It works until it doesn’t
Till the center cannot hold

by Richard W. Bray

glad that I met you

December 11, 2016

xxlovehappy

I’m hitting on all cylinders
My calls are going through
I’m in the zone
I’m not alone
I’m glad that I met you

I just hit the jackpot
Time to knock on wood
I’m in the groove
I made my move
And things are looking good

I’m taking on all challengers
My ship is in the bay
I’m on a roll
I reached my goal
Today’s my lucky day

My lucky streak keeps growing
I’m hotter than July
I wrote the book
I’m off the hook
You said that I’m your guy

by Richard W. Bray

Abelard and Héloise are Dead

December 7, 2016

zzabelard

Abelard and Héloise are dead
It doesn’t really matter what they said
Get your pretty face out of that book
Nature got a need for us to cook

Juliet and Romeo ain’t real
We can vanquish love like it’s a meal
Ravish and devour me till dawn
Live the life we got until it’s gone

Helena and Paris stole away
That’s what you and me should do today
Spirit me away in dark of night
Enchant me in delirious delight

Mark Antony and Cleo had their time
So we should make the most of yours and mine
Living blood is scorching through our veins
Let’s drink each other up just like Champagne

by Richard W. Bray

All Your Fussin’ and Your Cursin’

December 4, 2016

xnag

You know I hate to whine
But that man disrupts my mind
Told him fifty-seven times
That side is yours and this is mine

You can pray and you can plea
But that’s his personality
All your fussin’ and your cursin’
Won’t make him another person

He never hears when I complain
That man just lives to give me pain
He plays sports but he can’t aim
My man is just a walking stain

You can pray and you can plea
But that’s his personality
All your fussin’ and your cursin’
Won’t make him another person

What did I ever do
To deserve a man you you?
You’re such a lazy fool
I think your ass is made of glue

You can pray and you can plea
But that’s his personality
All your fussin’ and your cursin’
Won’t make him another person

by Richard W. Bray

didn’t mean to disappoint you when I put the bottle down

November 27, 2016

zzzsober

Didn’t mean to disappoint you
When I put the bottle down

Hordes of losers livin’
Just to watch each other drown

Didn’t mean to disappoint you
When I put the bottle down

Now it makes y’all self-conscious
Just having me around

Didn’t mean to disappoint you
When I put the bottle down

I ain’t got a lot of interest
In the stinky side of town

Didn’t mean to disappoint you
When I put the bottle down

You can look inside a mirror
If you need another clown

Didn’t mean to disappoint you
When I put the bottle down

But I sure as hell ain’t sorry
For the daylight that I found

by Richard W. Bray

Crazy Seeking Crazy

November 24, 2016

zzcraycraylove

I need an angry noisy nutty girl
To thump my brain and wreck my world
A beasty batty nasty wife
To wrench my guts and ruin my life

I’ll find a gal who hates my mama
And cultivate some melodrama
I’ll never wonder why I chose
Someone to blame for all my woes

I need a crazy rowdy messy man
Drummer for a two-bit band
A needy stinky nasty boozer
A meth head and a hopeless loser

I’ll find a guy who hates my mama
And cultivate some melodrama
I’ll never wonder why I chose
Someone to blame for all my woes

by Richard W. Bray

complain, complain, complain

November 19, 2016

zzzcomplain

You just complain, complain, complain
Like you’re the only one in pain

You can go to a movie
You can run a mile
You can come back and see me
When you’re ready to smile

You just complain, complain, complain
Like you’re the only one in pain

You can build a treehouse
You can dig a ditch
You can go to yoga
And breathe instead of bitch

You just complain, complain, complain
Like you’re the only one in pain

You can go to confession
You can find yourself a shrink
You can tell the bartender
Who sold you that drink

You just complain, complain, complain
Like you’re the only one in pain

You can hug your pillow
You can have a good cry
You can find someone to listen
But I’m not that guy

by Richard W. Bray

goofy in the head

November 16, 2016

zznat

I feel my face smiling
All day long
And I can’t stop humming
An old love song

Flowers gonna bloom
The fiddler gets paid
Love is too dizzy
To be afraid

Every step I take
Is a leisurely stroll
And my head is all full
Of Nat King Cole

Flowers gonna bloom
The fiddler gets paid
Love is too dizzy
To be afraid

I’m probably crazy
In this melancholy world
Cuz I’m goofy in the head
For a brand new girl

Flowers gonna bloom
The fiddler gets paid
Love is too dizzy
To be afraid

by Richard W. Bray