All Bruised Up



You sure look pretty 
sitting on that front porch
Drinking your coffee
Smoking cigarettes 
With a heart of gold
Nothing but pockets full of holes
You’re about as true as a southern woman gets
You pick me up when I’m down 
Because I’m drunk again 
and your scared as hell
You wipe the tears from my face 
And tell me everything’s 
Gonna be alright
Calm down my son
You gotta start trying
Cause you never know 
How your story might end
Calm down my son
Please put down the bottle 
Stop dying & live

What’s The Bizz?!?!

Hope all is well. A lot going on these days. I’m finishing up my record “Somewhere Between You & Me” and it will be out in December. Headed to Valdosta, Ga for the month of November to record the Star & Micey record with producer Mark Neill (Black keys/J rowdy Walston and The Business). You can catch me with Star & Micey tomorrow at River Arts Festival & with Josh Cosby at Celtic Crossing Memphis Sunday evening. If thats enough music for you, i’ll be banging around on my suitcase Monday night at Celtic with The Candy Company. Hope to see you before i go. Cheers!