APRIL RUN
Catch me
April 23rd @broadwaybarrels in Lawrenceburg, KY 7:30-9:30
April 24th @somersetmakersmill in Somerset, KY
April 25th @downonmain_ in Mount Vernon, KY
#travel #shows #singersongwriter
I’ve got a show next Tuesday @theunderdognashville w/ @sallyjaye & The Denney Brothers @christdenney@markdenney77 7p-9p March 3rd!
P.s
My great grand father was a coal miner in Phelps, Kentucky and some how some way quit his job and made it to Houston, Texas where he met my great grandmother. Here’s a verse about that from a new song I just wrote
#songwriter #originalmusic #countrymusic
This is my submission to the 2026 @sleepinginthewoodsfestival songwriter contest @nicholasjamerson
This song “Collect Calls” was written as a duet with prospectives trading each verse. First verse female perspective second verse male perspective and so on…
This one is close to my heart
Lyrics:
There’s something that I should tell you today
I got married to another man & gave your clothes away
But I made a mistake, ‘cause I talk in my sleep
When I spoke your name he raised, his hand to me
We’ve got one minute remaining
Begging please can’t you save me
I can hear you fading
I hope collect calls don’t make you hate me
These days feel like years & we haven’t spoke in weeks
The letters that you’re sending me have more space in-between
If I’m denied for parole in the fall
Your voice is all I’ll have to lean on
We’ve got one minute remaining
Begging please can’t you save me
I can hear you fading
I hope collect calls don’t make you hate me
The doctors say I’m sick & my teeth are falling out
Not as pretty as the day we met neither are you anyhow
They don’t think I’ll make it till the end of the spring
I fear I’ll take my final breath without seeing you free
There’s never enough time on the phone
To tell you how I feel or what’s been going on
I regret every word that I never say
Except for I love you and I’ll see you some day
We’ve got one minute remaining
Begging please can’t you save me
I can hear you fading
I hope collect calls don’t make you hate me
Looks like I came home three years too late
You never got buried so I can’t see your grave
Out the corner of my eye I swore I saw your face
I’d take collect calls over this
I’d take collect calls over this any day
#songwriter #orginalmusic #acoustic