👢 Ronnie Dunn – Bleed Red

👢 What a great song …

Ronnie Dunn – Bleed Red


Let’s say were sorry,
Before it’s too late,
Give forgiveness a chance
Turn the anger into water
Let it slip through our hands
We all bleed red,
We all taste rain,
All fall down,
Lose our way,
We all say words we regret,
We all cry tears, we all bleed red
If we’re fighting, we’re both losing,
We’re just wasting our time
Because my scars,
They are your scars and your world is mine
You and I, we all bleed red,
We all taste rain, all fall down, lose our way
We all say words, we regret,
We all cry tears, we all bleed red
Sometimes we’re strong, sometimes we’re weak,
Sometimes we’re hurt and it cuts deep
We live this life, breath to breath,
We’re all the same, we all bleed red

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It Ain’t My Fault …

What a great song!  👼 (Ha!)

“It Ain’t My Fault”

Blame the whiskey on the beer
Blame the beer on the whiskey
Blame the mornin’ on the night
For whose lyin’ here with me
Blame the bar for the band
Blame the band for the song
Blame the song for the party that went all night long
But it ain’t my fault
No it ain’t my fault
Mighta had a little fun
Lotta wrong I’d done
But it ain’t my faultBlame the heart for the hurtin’
Blame the hurtin’ on the heart
Blame the dark on the devil
Blame the devil on the dark
Blame the ex for the drinkin’
Blame the drinkin’ for the ex
Blame the two for one tequila’s for whatever happens nextBut it ain’t my fault
No it ain’t my fault
Mighta had a little fun
Lotta wrong I’d done
But it ain’t my fault

I got my hands up
I need an alibi
Find me a witness who can testify
You made a mistake
You got the wrong guy
I’m only guilty of a damn good time
No it ain’t my fault

Blame my raisin’ on my name
Blame my name on my raisin’
Blame my lack of knowing better on public education
Blame smoke on the fire
Blame fire on the smoke
Blame the fight on the bouncer that couldn’t take a joke
But it ain’t my fault

I got my hands up
I need an alibi
Find me a witness who can testify
You made a mistake
You got the wrong guy
I’m only guilty of a damn good time

No it ain’t my fault
No it ain’t my fault
No it ain’t my fault

Composed by:  Lee Thomas Miller

Suds in the Bucket 🎸

Suds in the BucketOne of my Dad’s favorite pastimes was playing the electric guitar.  He used to spend hours practicing in the “radio room” downstairs in the house on 64th Avenue  and he was pretty good at it too!  Well … back in 2004, Sara Evans released a tune that went to #1 on the country charts called Suds In The Bucket.  It’s definitely one my favorite songs and to this day, every time I hear it, I think of my Dad!  I smile as I picture him up on a stage, playing lead guitar in a country band performing Suds in the Bucket ( twang, twang, dadang, dadang, dadangle, lang, lang  …).  Yup, I think Wally may have missed his calling … he should’ve been country musician!  (Lucky for me I guess that he kept his day job! ).  Anyway, here’s a link to Sara Evans’ video on youtube –> Suds in the Bucket.  Enjoy!

Suds in the Bucket

Suds In The Bucket

By:  Sara Evans

She was in the backyard – they say it was a little past nine
When her prince pulled up – a white pickup truck
Her folks shoulda seen it comin’ – it was only just a matter of time
Plenty old enough – and you can’t stop love
She stuck a note on the screen door – “sorry but I got to go”
That was all she wrote – her mama’s heart was broke
That was all she wrote – so the story goes

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🎸 Jon Pardi … “Head Over Boots”

Head Over BootsI totally like this song and the first time I heard it, I felt certain that it wouldn’t take long for Jon Pardi’s Head Over Boots to make #1 on American Country Countdown.  As predicted, this was the week!  I love the old time country sound … reminds me of the Hank Snow, Patsy Cline and Johnny Cash era.  Here’s a link to Jon Pardi’s video on youtube –> Head Over Boots.  Enjoy! 😃

Head Over Boots

Head Over Boots

By:  Jon Pardi

I wanna sweep you off your feet tonight
I wanna love you and hold you tight
Spin you around on some old dance floor
Act like we never met before for fun, ‘cause you’re the one I want, you’re the one I need
Baby, if I was a king, ah, you would be my queen
You’re the rock in my roll
You’re good for my soul, it’s true
I’m head over boots for you

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Hit By A Motorbike! 😖

Hit By A Motorbike! 😖

Hit By A MotorbikeYou may recall a post from June 2016 called “The New Bicycle” … well … this is the tale of one of my adventures (or misadventures! lol) on that turquoise Schwinn … yup, this is the account of that time I got hit by a motorbike!  (Ouch!!!)

It was a beautiful summer evening in 1966 … my bestie Donna and I were out riding around Argyll on our bikes.  Oh the freedom kids had back then!  I was 9 … Donna was 10 … the neighborhood was basically the “territory” that we were allowed to roam almost at will.  Of course, we always had to tell our Moms where we were going, who we’d be with and that we’d be home by dark but other than that, the era allowed for kids to be gone for hours at a time … free to explore, have adventures and have fun!!!  Free to get into all kinds of predicaments too … 😜

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My Little Tornado 🌪

My Little Tornado 🌪

My Little TornadoI was delighted when Jacki sent a text to ask if I would like to have a Grandma Day with Nico on the coming Sunday. Well … you don’t have to call me twice for dinner!!! “Of course!”, I texted back. “What time shall I pick her up?”    And oh what a day we had! I keep forgetting just how busy a 2 year old is … wow!!! What fun though! I had the best day ever with Nico, my little tornado! 😃

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Just Can’t Resist 😜

Just Can’t Resist

I managed to hold my tongue throughout the presidential nomination race in the US and I told myself that I wasn’t going to weigh-in on the upcoming presidential election campaign … but I just can’t resist! It’s going to be so nasty! I mean, jeez, the nomination race was entertaining enough as the wanna-bees trashed and bashed each other right to the bitter end. But the presidential election campaign itself … oohhhh … that’s gonna be so good!

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The Accordion 😆

Update:  September 25, 2016 – I just luv this piece! Click this link –> Biscaya by James Last <– for some pure auditory magic! Takes the “nerd” right out of accordion!   (Here’s another awesome version of Biscaya again by James Last.)

The Accordion

The AccordionThis is the short story of the accordion. Yup … you heard it right … the accordion. It looked almost identical to the one pictured here and I played it for about 3 years! Oh sure, go ahead … laugh and laugh! (I am! lol …) 

Let’s go back … way back. It was early spring 1966 … I had turned 9 that past January and was in grade 3. I recall sitting in the living room one evening in the house on 64th Avenue … Dad, Mom, Russ and myself were there with a man whom I later came to know as Mr. Leno. He was apparently there to “test” Russ and I for any bent to music either of us might have. It was so exciting! If we could follow his very basic instructions, we would get to take music lessons!

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Tribute to Alicia 🌿

 Tribute to Alicia 🌿

My sister-in-law passed away on July 16, 2016 and although Randy had let us know that Alicia had terminal cancer, when word came from him that she had died, I felt so sad. His world, forever changed … his family’s world, forever changed. At her funeral the following Thursday. I was touched seeing the big, loving family Alicia and Randy had created during the 29+ years they were together and felt compelled to write this tribute to Alicia, my brother’s wife who was also a mom, step mom, grandma, great grandma, sister, aunt and friend.

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😖 I Sprained My Left Ankle

I Sprained My Left Ankle

Sprained Left Ankle I twisted my left ankle at work recently during one of those embarrassing little missteps …you know, a stumble over your own two feet. I stopped for a second, let the pain subside and carried on, limping slightly for the next 20 steps or so, cursing the uneven floor I’d stumbled over. I didn’t think about it again until later that day when I noticed that my ankle was a bit sore … nothing major … slight discomfort just beneath that bone that protrudes on the outside of your foot/ankle … the lateral malleolus. When the darn thing was still nagging a few days later, I was at a bit of a loss as to why. “It shouldn’t still be hurting.” I mumbled to myself. “I stumbled … that’s all.” As I contemplated this odd situation, idly rubbing in a big squirt of Rub – A535, a memory from long ago came floating by and I chuckled as I went back to that day in 1967 when I sprained my left ankle …

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