Chest Thumpin’ Patriot

I love my country
I love my church
And I’m on a mission
I’m on a search

For people like me
All over this land
Who’ll risk it all
To take a stand

Are you a Chest Thumpin’ Patriot
Or just a quiet citizen
Are you engaged and do you participate
Or do you only do it now and then?
Do you support the Armed Services
Of the Red, White, and Blue?
Are you a Chest Thumpin’ Patriot
Then I wanna hang out with you

I love my Mama
And I love my family
They’re my foundation
They mean so much to me

I love where I grew up;
Santa Cruz n’ Watsonville
I was taught that honor
Isn’t a game of skill

Friday Night Football
Little League at the Park
‘n keepin’ the peace
When it’s after dark

Flags waving proudly
Supporting our troops
Who fight our battles
Who go through hoops

They’re Chest Thumpin’ Patriots
Who serve so we can be
Good Americans
Happy and Truly Free
From California
To the Florida Keys
They’re filled with Faith
Hope and charity
Chest Thumpin’ Patriots
And proud to be

I’m a Chest Thumpin’ Patriot
And proud to be.

2017

Back to Downieville

There’s not much to do in this small city
The geese are fun to look at but not for long
How I miss that ole mining town I grew up in
Where we’d sit around a campfire and sing a song

Take me back to Downieville
Where the river’s never still
Where they all know me and my family
Where the mosquitoes are biting
The cold swimming hole is inviting
Where it’s OK for me to be just me

Grandpa helped build my Daddy’s cabin up there
Where we all lived til Grandma died long ago
I wanted to travel and see the great big world
But I had the world at home, how was I to know

I’d want to go back to Downieville
Where the river’s never still
Where they all know me and my family
Where the rapids are exciting
Where I learned all about songwriting
Where I’ll be the man I’ve always wanted to be

I know I’ll never find a place like Downieville
so take me back there where the air is so clean
And the people are good-hearted
It’s where my story started
Where my uniform will be a t-shirt, boots & jeans

Take me back to Downieville
Where the river’s never still
Where they all know me and my family
Where the mosquitoes are biting
The cold swimming hole is inviting
Where it’s OK for me to be just me

Where it’s OK for me to be just me.

2017

Lyric Notes:  Of course I had to write this. We would go on vacations with the Haas family and the Daniel Family up there and have a great time. On Facebook, I saw a message from Gloria Daniel to me, and I suddenly realized I had a song to write about that place.  So this is dedicated to all of the people our family went there with.  Maybe we’ll all be up there again one day.

 

Wicked Good Life

She’s the butter on my biscuit
She’s the apple of my eye
I would fall to pieces
If she up and died

She’s the cream in my Folger’s
She’s the gelato in my bowl
Like my Grandma’s cookies
she’s good for my soul

She’s the mother of our children
She’s an incredible wife
I’m so happy and in love
This is a wicked good life
This is a wicked good life

We have all the essentials
Like food, shelter, and a yard
Books to read to our children
but sometimes it can be hard

Yet we do our very best
to give them what they need
It’s an ever-evolving creation
It’s a beautiful ride, indeed

I’m the father of our children
Wanna be amazing to my wife
We’re so happy together
This is a wicked good life
This is a wicked good life.

2017

The Long, Long Crusade

It began when I was just a little child
I’d curse at the teachers and go a little wild
I’d hide from my brothers who fought all the time
Sometimes I’d come up with a simple rhyme

I’d ride my cobalt blue bike around our ‘hood
I’d fall in line as my Grandma thought I should
But I found myself in more trouble and I’d cry
I’ve sifted through all my thoughts and I saw why

It was all part of my long, long crusade
To get to the center of the plans that were laid
Without a map or a dial to help me find my way
Without a friend who’d listen to what I’d say
As I stumbled through boyhood then later as a teen
I tried so hard and I worked to keep it clean
But the jester in me chose to be profane
I preferred to go out gallivanting in the rain
It was all part of who I grew up to be
My long, long crusade got the best of me

I got what I wanted and it was the right way
Like a sea otter who would rather swim and play
My wife, bless her heart, she does the best she can
as I now strive to be a happy and honorable man

I’ve explored the crooked hallways of my mind
Those bad feelings I’ve hidden for no one else to find
I see that now, as I’ve just hit my journey’s second half
I’m sometimes able to get my wife and girls to laugh

And I don’t know if they all will ever understand
I’m not some child who’s stuck in Neverland
I’m just a man who’s working hard on his trade
I’m just a man who’s on his long, long crusade

I’m just a man on his long, long crusade.

2016

Skin In Your Game

Look at him over there in those high priced sneakers
Hangin’ out with them old bikers and tweakers
You might be lookin’ for love but he’s lookin’ for more
Just warnin’ ya now before he takes you out on that floor

And brings you real close
puts his hands on your ass
You’ll be thinkin’ inside
maybe this could last
He’ll do whatever he can
to get inside your pants
and he’ll forget your name
All he wants is his skin in your game
His skin in your game

And look at that one over there holding a Bud Light
He’s at this honky-tonk every Saturday night
Wearin’ his flannel & jeans and that Cinch hat
He’s lookin’ at you and wants to be up to bat

And he’ll pull you in close
’cause you’ve had a few drinks
He’s gonna get some action
or at least that’s what he thinks
He’ll say whatever turns you on
is fine with him too
Tomorrow he’ll shift the blame
For you wanted his skin in your game
His skin in your game

But you don’t have to take him home
to make you feel needed by a man
You can just hang out with me tonight
I’m not just a flash in the pan

The bartender’s been flirtin’ with you all night
He’s callin’ ya baby and it doesn’t seem right
Could be flowin’ you extra so he’ll go home with you
And I know you know what he wants to do

Rip those clothes right off of ya
And take you for what you’ve got
He just knows you from what he sees
Which I know it’s what you’re not
All night he’s been groomin’ you
Yeah you’re under his seductive spell
To him, you’re just another dame
All because you needed his skin in your game
His skin in your game
His skin in your game
His skin in your game.

2017

Lyric Notes:  A girl brings her Wing Man into the bar and this is what happens.

He’s Way Out There

The batter’s up – First pitch is wild
Next one’s a strike, the pitcher smiled
It’s not just a game, they’re fighting to win
The last of the season, diggin’ deep within

Third pitch is thrown, right in the zone
And the slugger swings, the outfielder’s alone

He’s way out there… He’s way out there
Back to the wall on the warning track
The sky is black, there’s no time to stall
Has glove reaches up past the fence way out there
And he catches that would have been home run ball

Next player’s up – Ready for the pitch
Oh, but wait – He’s got an itch
Now he’s back in the box, a curveball’s thrown
And the batter’s hit right in the tailbone

Bases are loaded, it’s their chance
To win the series, batter’s in a trance

He’s way out there… He’s way out there
The pitcher’s upset, his arm’s shot
He’s on the spot, you can see him sweat
The catcher decides, then gives him the sign,
But he’s way out there so Coach makes a bet

Coach calls time and gives him the eye
He asks the southpaw, “Can you do this, kid?”
And the pitcher calmly says,
“My contact’s stuck in my eyelid.”

So Coach calls to the bullpen
The reliever is ready to come play
He’s been way out there this whole time
And he’s worth what the club pays
His beard and hair may be way out there
But he’s ready to astound and amaze

The reliever’s risen from way out there –
and three strikes later, hell of a save.

2017

Lyric Notes: As soon as I heard “All Kinds of Time,” by Fountains of Wayne, I knew I wanted to write a lyric that would encompass some kind of feeling within a sports game. I chose baseball and thought of the SF Giants guy from a few years back, Brian Wilson, the crazy reliever who looked like a pirate.  Baseball has been on my mind since an old Watsonville High School friend, Tom Gugale, was killed in an auto accident over the weekend. This is in dedication to Tom and his legacy.

She’s Not Foolin’ Me Now

She said we’d be better off as friends
I said I wanted to be with her for life
She said she’d be fine with hanging out
But she wouldn’t agree to be my wife
As we’re out and about on a Friday night
And we’re talking over glasses of wine
I see it in those light blue eyes of hers
That she really wants to be mine

The friend zone isn’t fun
When you know they deeply care
They won’t risk taking a shot at
Something you both know is there
It’s in the way we hug good night
She’s made a secret solemn vow
She can fool all my family & friends
But she’s not foolin’ me now
She’s not foolin’ me now

I tell her about my dates with others
She has me meet men she says she likes
We’ve shared secrets from the past
as we’ve gone on some long hikes
Occasionally she’ll give me a look
Like I’m who she wants me to be
But I play it cool so she won’t see
That I’m on to her mystery

Yeah the friend zone isn’t fun
When you know they deeply care
They won’t risk taking a shot at
Something you both know is there
She has all those little tells
And I’m not sure how I’ll say how
I put all her clues together long ago
And she’s not foolin’ me now
Oh, she’s not foolin’ me now

Her friends haven’t said a word to me
About what I know that’s true
I’ll remain a gentleman to that girl
It’s really all that I can do

The friend zone isn’t fun
When you know they deeply care
They won’t risk taking a shot at
Something you both know is there
It’s in the way we hug good night
She’s made a secret solemn vow
She can fool all my family & friends
But she’s not foolin’ me now
She’s not foolin’ me now.

2017

Lyric Notes: Sometimes you have to grow up to find out what something means. I know what it’s like to be in the “friendzone,” but I didn’t know of a word for it until I worked with Bonnie, Aaron, Justin and all the others in a Learning & Development project out at State Farm. They explained it to me and I immediately went to work on something. This is a newer one, but it’s still the same concept.