Jim Colyer

Peas in a pod Reflecting each other Brother, sister Father, mother Twelve hundred pounds If they're an ounce When they walk They almost bounce The Fat Family Bring on the beef The Fat Family Got the same genes The Fat Family All that blubber The Fat Family They're like rubber Birds of a feather Attract each other Fat couples Hanging together Never popular When at school But when they sing They're so cool The Fat Family Bring on the beef The Fat Family Got the same genes The Fat Family All that blubber The Fat Family They're like rubber Never on a diet They love to eat Throw the scales out Bring on the meat The Fat Family Bring on the beef The Fat Family Got the same genes The Fat Family All that blubber The Fat Family They're like rubber Jim Colyer ascap

I love to go jogging Up and down Broadway With hardly no clothes On a rainy day Love showing my body Flashing tattoos Half naked in public I wanna shock you I Wanna Be Seen The center of attention I wanna be visible That's my intention I wanna be noticed I'm an exhibit I'm on display I Wanna Be Seen I talk on my cell phone Where people can see I have lots of friends They all call me Yes, I'm available They know I'm a star Hey, little girl Get in my car I Wanna Be Seen The center of attention I wanna be visible That's my intention I wanna be noticed I'm an exhibit I'm on display I Wanna Be Seen I walk my dog With my cap turned around Making appearances All over town I Wanna Be Seen The center of attention I wanna be visible That's my intention I wanna be noticed I'm an exhibit I'm on display I Wanna Be Seen Jim Colyer ascap

http://jimcolyer.com/sitebuilder/flash/player?f=/music/flash/playlist.xml%3Ft%3D171 I've been away so long sleeping without you Chasing the dollar sign across this country So many lonely nights dreaming about you I'm coming home today and I'm Gonna Love You You are the reason I have to travel Somebody's got to put food on the table I'll be the working wife though I'm not above you I'm coming home today and I'm Gonna Love You When I get home I want you right by my side I'll get off the plane Right into our bed And we'll hide solo You are the reason I keep on working We'll want a home and children in the future I believe you'll be the perfect husband I'm coming home today and I'm Gonna Love You And when I get back to you That's something I will do I'm Gonna Love You Jim Colyer ascap

I'm On The Web With 7 billion others Brothers, sisters, aunts, uncles Sons, daughters, fathers & mothers I'm one of your links Jimcolyer.com One of your friends One of your options I'm On The Web And it's all free Even on facebook Come, follow me Finally on youtube With my girl singers Good-looking chicks They're humdingers A networking fool Internet king I'm posting now Doing my thing I'm On The Web With 7 billion others Brothers, sisters, aunts, uncles Sons, daughters, fathers & mothers It's like being In the telephone book It don't matter Gimme a look Jim Colyer ascap

You see that woman She's Your Girl Friend's Mom That's how your girl Will look in twenty years It's inevitable No way around it You'll experience Your worst fears You see that fat one She's Your Girl Friend's Mom With the middle age spread And the wrinkled up face Got that double chin And those sagging boobs Her butt's so big Nearly splits her pants Women start pretty But end up the same TV, kids and food Are to blame You see that woman She's Your Girl Friend's Mom That's how your girl Will look in twenty years You'll be laying With her in bed She'll roll over And crush your head Jim Colyer ascap

http://jimcolyer.com/papers/entry?id=80 Reflections I began writing songs in December, 1963, in my senior year of high school. While others were mulling over their algebra, I was struggling with lyrics and melodies. My music is a blend of different styles: country, rock, blues and pop. My lyrics are often personal, drawn from my own experiences. I enjoy working with females because it is a challenge to write from the female perspective and fun to go into the studio with pretty girls. Much of my material can be described as “rockabilly for women." There is a Shania influence, and I try to create girly images. Visuals are important in songwriting, and I dress mine in upbeat melodies. I have felt driven to write and record. Maybe I had to pursue music to validate myself, to prove I can succeed in this field. I had the idea of going to Nashville at 19, but it took me a decade to get there because of college and the army. Once in Nashville, I befriended a music major with a studio in his back yard. We recorded song after song and produced an album. Expressing myself in this way was a catharsis. I have had many influences. 1950s rock n' roll started it. From the moment I heard Elvis Presley's "Hound Dog," I wanted that record. An Elvis influence pervades my catalog, evident in songs like "Hard Earned Love." In the 1960s, it was The Beatles. In the 1970, it was Swedish ABBA. I traveled to Stockholm and wrote a book about ABBA. Top 40 was a big deal. I would come home from school and throw myself on the bed with my radio. I bought records: 45s and LPs. I became interested in musicals like West Side Story and Gypsy. I write what I want to hear. If other people like it, okay. I give vent to my emotions. Sometimes it starts with an idea. Sometimes it starts with strumming the guitar and playing chords. A melody comes and suddenly, I have a hook around which to write a song. Sometimes it is easy. Sometimes it is hard. 1997-2003 was a Renaissance! I wrote 200 songs and spent time in the studio. I worked with singers and musicians in Louisville and Nashville. Things slowed when Michael reached college age because I was helping him. Good productions are essential, ones that stress the vocals. People want to hear the singers, and they want to understand the words. Instrumental tracks should support the vocals. Lead guitars and keyboards should stay true to the melodies while improvising enough to create interest. Bass and drums are the foundation, and other tracks sit on their shoulders. The record is the thing! A friend told me I was going to "make it in old age." I want to pass along my best tunes, those that inspire constructive behavior. I think of my Christmas song and my wedding song: "I Promise." One bride-to-be chose "I Promise" from 400 songs. There is no particular audience. I do what is in me, and the chips fall where they fall. If people like what I do, they let me know. I suppose my audience is people who appreciate honest songs and the work that goes into them. I am still doing this at a time when people with more talent have given up. I am still moving in the direction of giving the world classic songs. I have mp3s on my site. People around the world hear my songs and make comments. Johnny Thompson put his vocal on "Save The Planet, my environmental song. I am not afraid to expose my material, and that has helped me get independent cuts. 1963-1972 - Early Years I have written 1500 songs counting the lyrics 2013-16. It started as I was turning 18. I began hearing songs that did not exist, and that made me a songwriter. There was an old, beat-up guitar at my grandmother's house. Chords were easy to make, and I quickly learned to fit them into patterns. I could transpose from one key to another. The problem was, I had no rhythm. That came later! The neck on that old guitar was awful, and its strings dug into my fingertips. The pain in my fingers woke me in the night. Calluses formed! My first songs were about my girl friend and I drifting apart. That is true for most writers. Self-pity is a factor. Most songwriters are introverts, and schizophrenia and the creative process seem related. Creating music which no one else identifies with isolates a person. He finds himself cut off from society, misunderstanding and misunderstood. That is how it was. My mother bought me an electric guitar, a Gibson. I was no guitarist! I banged out chords and screamed, sweat pouring from me on hot summer days. My first songs were imitations of what I heard on radio. Coherent efforts were "Welcome Mat" and "Long Live Rock n' Roll." The culmination of my first period was the gospel songs I wrote after coming out of the army. My religious phase was tumultuous! As America rejected the Vietnam War, I began reading books of a spiritual nature. I delved into the writings of Aldous Huxley and hung out with "Jesus freaks." We went to a Pentecostal church, where the congregation danced in the aisles. We spoke in tongues! I threw away all my possessions except for my clothes, Bible and guitar. I went off the deep end and was admitted to the mental ward of the Veterans Hospital in Louisville. I was given 10 shock treatments. My gospel songs grew from the turmoil, "Jesus Paid My Debt" being the best. I recorded it with Kymberly Bryson 36 years after it was written. No problem because it sounded like it was a hundred years old when I wrote it! It reeked of old time religion! 1973-1985 - Comeback I rose from the ashes! I began going to the Dipperwell, the restaurant where my mother worked. The Dipperwell was run by my mother's cousin, Thelma Lee, and she introduced me to a drummer in a local band. He helped me record "Long Live Rock n' Roll" in a Louisville studio. I did the vocal. We took it to Nashville and pressed 1000 45s. I mailed them to radio stations, publishers and record companies around the country. Doing a record was like a resurrection! Decent songs followed, the strongest of which was "Phoenix," based on the bird of Greek mythology. I was that bird, and I soon found myself in Nashville recording in a makeshift studio in a friend's back yard. I had a 4-channel Teac, and he had a Dokorder. We put the decks together, and our collaboration led to an album with students at Castle Heights Military Academy, where I worked. We called it "Rising from the Ashes." My renditions of "Belle Meade Blues" and "Leaving" were on it. They were comeback songs! Tim Morrison sang "Too Late For Love," and Lori Powell did "Losing Makes You Stronger." Naturally, it was a misadventure! Recording with Amy Plummer that summer, "Sailing Out" came out nice. Those first female songs were really male. I simply changed the pronouns. As things played out, I pressed the final cuts for Jim Colyer Records. My son's mother did "Somebody To Love," and I backed it with "I Am The Greatest" Silence! I realized the futility of making my own records. Years passed before I recorded again. 1989-1996 - Rewrite After becoming a parent, I questioned music and my involvement in it. I had a son to take care of and had squandered my resources. My songs were second generation imitations of what I heard on radio. Few held up, and even those were mediocre. They reflected my life at a particular level. Entering middle age with a kid gave me a different perspective. I retreated to my parents' basement following a divorce. Nothing sounded good, and I spent my time writing a book about Sweden's ABBA. The rewrite began unconsciously. I wrote the lyrics for "Agnetha" and "Stockholm Lady" over old melodies. "When I Was A Boy" evolved lyrics relevant to my own boyhood. I wrote a jukebox musical called "Phoenix Rising," 30 songs pieced together with a story around them with characters and dialog. It dealt with an American soldier named Frank Logan who had a daughter in Sweden he had never seen. Frank was about to father a second child with a young British singer. The plot reflected my infatuation with younger women. I discarded "Phoenix Rising," knowing it was unstageable. The rewrite continued as fragments sprouted verses and bridges. 1997-2004 - Explosion I thought "Save The Planet" could be an international hit and advertised in a Louisville music paper for a vocalist. It triggered a chain of events I could not have foreseen. A lady in Indiana recorded it, but it was no good. Shortly thereafter, a clerk in a video store told me about her cousin wanting to be a country singer. I gave out my phone number, and Ron Coogle called looking for songs for his daughter Rachel. I went to their house with one called "Satisfied." We took it to Doc Dockery's studio in Indiana and did a demo. Rachel performed the song on a TV show for songwriters. Doc then introduced me to Pam Ingold. Pam and I recorded 8 songs, including "Things Aren't Good At Home". Suddenly, I was back in Nashville writing songs on Music Row. I bought Doc's Takamine as songs poured from me. Many were female. I wrote "Always The First Time" for Donna Carter and "Songs About Angels" for the Gentry Cousins. My best work was coming in my 50s during the Shania Twain era. These girl songs were different from the early ones. There was female psychology in them. I was writing as if I were a woman! By now, women sang the way men used to. They were strong and independent, and they liked my tough girl lyrics and rockin' beat. I recorded with Kenny Royster at Direct Image in Nashville. I did "I Promise" with Veda, sub-titling it "Wedding Song", and I began to think it wise to identify my lyrics with entrenched institutions. "Feel So Country" was filled with patriotism and flag-waving! I wrote the lyrics for "Merry Christmas" over the track and promoted it in December. Good Christmas songs are hard to write as the best ones preceded the rock era. I played my songs for ascap writer reps and published them on the Internet. I started jimcolyer.com. Writing female I have recorded with 35 women going back to Lori in 1978. Originally, I was singing everything myself. Finally, I started working with real singers, male and female. I did not care for the females of the Elvis and Beatles eras. It was in the 1970s after women became more assertive that I began paying attention. ABBA did it! I may have listened to Agnetha and Frida as much as any person alive. When Shania Twain appeared in the 1990s, my writing had reached a point where I wrote female without thinking about it. That would have bothered me had I been younger. By now, I thought it cool to write from the female point of view. I enjoyed talking to women about music and going into the studio with them. I cannot recall the girl's name who sang "How Did You Do That", but it has garnered praise from other writers. Writing needs to flow naturally. It should not be based on artificial hooks or ideas someone carries around in a notebook. The best philosophy is to write only when you feel like it. Do not write for publishers, and do not write something you think people are going to buy. Write from yourself. Those songs will last. Having written 1500 songs in 50-plus years, it behooves me to critique my catalog. I am 70. From this point, I am content to reject self-pity songs for those that communicate positive emotions. I want to be identified with songs that inspire people, especially young people. My Christmas song does that. So do the Shania-type songs that tend to encourage young women. There was a time when all I wanted was to get songs out. Now, I am sensitive to the effect lyrics have on listeners. We are affected by the movies we see, the books we read and the music we hear. 2016-2025 - Making It The time came to quit losing money because of music. My catalog must generate income. Music is a luxury, not a necessity. It is egocentric, the songwriter's favorite word being "I." John Lennon could stretch the word "I" over several seconds. From my own list of 200 titles, 70 began with the word "I." Music people care about themselves and their families. They want money, and when they get it, they are gone. Each generation produces its music and rarely relates to that of previous generations. It is like language, tied to the sexual mores of the people making it. Everybody writes, and writers tout their own songs. It is money and self! Radio hits are recorded using state-of-the-art technology, and production cannot be overestimated. Listeners respond first and foremost to sound. Songs are intellectual things. A bad song with a good production can be a hit. A good song with a bad production cannot. The ideal situation is to have both a good song and a good production. I publish on the web! If people like my tunes, they can use their own resources to record them. I am conscientious about what I pitch, being interested in songs with positive messages. Colt Records J.K Coltrain owned Colt Records. One Night Stand was on the label and put "I Looked Twice!" on their CD. There was a release party at the Nashville Palace, March 28, 2009, and Michael went with me. Donna Ray was on Colt Records and recorded "Old Time Country Song". It was very traditional and went to #3 on the SoundClick Country and Western chart. LaDonna Kay in Kentucky did "Feel So Country" for myspace. Katrina Lynn from Pennsylvania recorded "Feel So Country" with David Walker in Lavergne, Tennessee, and put it on youtube. I did a CD called "God Given Talent" with Kymberly Bryson. We recorded at Direct Image and got airplay across northern Europe. Victoria Eman in The Netherlands put "Love Me Just A Little" on her album. Josh Oldaker in West Virginia put "Jesus Paid My Debt" on youtube and on his gospel CD. Josh has pressed 4000 copies and paid me 9.1 cents per copy as required by federal law. It is my strongest demos that are getting the attention of independent artists. Annie Bushmeyer Annie Bushmeyer is from Quincy, Illinois. She said she did not know a soul in Nashville and sat in her apartment the first night thinking, "What have I done?" She soon found a waitress job and started meeting people. I met Annie in a karaoke bar in Nashville the night of April 1, 2014, and was immediately drawn to her! Really, I was looking for a girl to sing over pre-recorded tracks so I could get on youtube. One thing led to another, and I showed Annie "Born To Sing," re-writing the first two lines to suit her. I showed her "Hard Earned Love," and we went in the demo studio at ascap, finally doing 6 vocals. "I Looked Twice!" was number 6. Then, came the crossroads. It was either quit or take Annie to Direct Image and Kenny Royster. I opted for the latter. We laid 3 tracks on September, 30, 2014. It was a rough ride! Kenny had raised his rates, and the approaching winter was to be a hard one. A redeeming factor was that Kenny's musicians had shed all pretense of "old" country. They offered a mix of country, rock and blues with Annie's vocals topping it off! By February, 2015, we had completed 6 songs: "Live My Dreams," "I Looked Twice!," "Born To Sing," "Hard Earned Love," "All Roads Lead To You," & "Love Me Just A Little." We were headed in the direction of an EP. I was sending songs to Internet Radio, and Annie and Johnny Thompson planned a showcase. Annie performed "Live My Dreams" with a band at the Vanderbilt student center. I got the idea of starting an ascap publishing company called "Colyer Bushmeyer Music," and that is what I did. I met with Ryan O'Grady in Membership Services on February 20, 2015, and founded the company. The 6 Annie and I recorded at Direct Image are the best I have done. They were played worldwide on Internet Radio. I have a list of stations I submitted them to. Georgetown Masters on Music Row did the mastering, and Annie and Johnny pressed 1000 EPs at Disc Makers. Annie did the Get It Girl showcase with Drew Haley @ SOUTH, 524 Demonbreun St., June 3, 2015. She performed "Live My Dreams," "Born To Sing" & "Love Me Just A Little." Annie Bushmeyer on The Stars of Tomorrow, July 2, 2015 She did a TV show at KMA Studios in Nashville. After an interview with J.K. Coltrain, she performed "Live My Dreams" & "I Looked Twice!" Annie Bushmeyer on NECAT television, Aug 26, 2015 I set it up for Annie to be on public access TV in Nashville. Jesse Goldberg, whom I knew from the Songwriters Guild, had a show, and Annie performed 3 songs from our EP. Her performance is on youtube. My goal is for my songs to be on major labels with world-class publishing companies like Sony/ATV and Warner-Chappell Music. Revised 2016 Jim Colyer

You gotta be like a rattlesnake Coiled and ready to strike You gotta be a heavyweight boxer Trained and ready to fight If you want that girl, let her know Kiss her on the first date Tell her you're taking her home Else it will be too late Strike While The Iron Is Hot The opportunity won't last Strike While The Iron Is Hot The iron cools off real fast Strike While The Iron Is Hot Before the iron turns to rust Strike While The Iron Is Hot Before her love turns to lust No second thoughts, make your move Can't leave nothing to chance There's not a minute to lose She's looking for romance Strike While The Iron Is Hot The opportunity won't last Strike While The Iron Is Hot The iron cools off real fast Strike While The Iron Is Hot Before the iron turns to rust Strike While The Iron Is Hot Before her love turns to lust If you want that girl In your bed Get in her pants Get in her head Strike While The Iron Is Hot The opportunity won't last Strike While The Iron Is Hot The iron cools off real fast Strike While The Iron Is Hot Before the iron turns to rust Strike While The Iron Is Hot Before her love turns to lust Jim Colyer ascap

Our favorite band Is playing tonight Gonna rock the house Rock it right Screaming in tune Covered in ink Death metal They sure stink The Tattooed Dope Addicts High on cocaine The Tattooed Dope Addicts Got no brain The Tattooed Dope Addicts Pierced and wired The Tattooed Dope Addicts They're inspired They're high on meth Gonna blow your mind Giving high fives And hook 'em signs Roll on the floor Set the place on fire Another Great White If you so desire The Tattooed Dope Addicts High on cocaine The Tattooed Dope Addicts Got no brain The Tattooed Dope Addicts Pierced and wired The Tattooed Dope Addicts They're inspired They're KISS and Slipknot Rolled into one We'll be deaf When the concert's done The Tattooed Dope Addicts High on cocaine The Tattooed Dope Addicts Got no brain The Tattooed Dope Addicts Pierced and wired The Tattooed Dope Addicts They're inspired Jim Colyer ascap

Nashville Giveth, Nashville Taketh Never know who you'll end up with It gave you Haggard, Jones and Waylon Snatched them from you, left you wailing This Godlike town always reigns Nashville works in mysterious ways Nashville commands, reigns supreme Place no other Gods before me Nashville Giveth, Nashville Taketh Never know who you'll end up with It gave you Hank, Cash and Cline Left you grieving, left you behind This Godlike town is never mocked Disobey and you'll be shocked It's omnipresent, it's ubiquitous It's omniscient, it's omnipotent Nashville Giveth, Nashville Taketh Never know who you'll end up with Singers come and singers go Who'll be next on Music Row? Jim Colyer ascap

TAKE ME TO CANCUN http://jimcolyer.com/sitebuilder/flash/player?f=/music/flash/playlist.xml%3Ft%3D141 Take Me To Cancun Take me to the moon Take me anywhere As long as you are there Take me real soon On a Yucatan vacation Take me Take Me To Cancun All my friends have been there And I'm starting to feel left out I wanna know first hand What they're talking about I wanna feel that breeze And lay back in the sun Go swimming in the ocean We'll be having fun Take Me To Cancun Take me to the moon Take me anywhere As long as you are there Take me real soon On a Yucatan vacation Take me Take Me To Cancun solo Realizing our ambitions As beachcombing bums Living on love Living on crumbs Strumming our guitars Gazing at the stars Sleeping all day And drinking Malibu Rum Take Me To Cancun Take me to the moon Take me anywhere As long as you are there Take me real soon On a Yucatan vacation Take me Take Me To Cancun Take me Take Me To Cancun Jim Colyer ascap

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I Wasn't Really A Nerd Though I had tendencies Maverick was my TV show Got into astronomy Had my movie magazines Beat off to Julie Newmar Had my baseball cards Croquet in the backyard I Wasn't Really A Nerd Though some might call me geek I took three years of Latin Which I never learned to speak I was into Top 40 Beat off to Juliet Prowse Been dead twenty years And those legs still arouse I finally kissed a girl When I was 17 My sister's friend Her name was Jean I Wasn't Really A Nerd Though I had tendencies Maverick was my TV show Got into astronomy Followed the New York Yankees Played second base Embarrassed by Pimples on my face Jim Colyer ascap

Total resistance From all sides No cooperation Nothing but lies Daddy said, son Do what you can Someday you'll Be "The Man" Ain't gonna stop Ain't gonna quit I don't care if I'm a misfit Ain't gonna stop Ain't gonna quit I'll hang like a Hair In A Biscuit Everybody knows The tough get going When the going gets tough They get to rowing Somebody told me Somebody said I'm gonna make it In old age Ain't gonna stop Ain't gonna quit I don't care if I'm a misfit Ain't gonna stop Ain't gonna quit I'll hang like a Hair In A Biscuit This music business It's a rough ride When nobody's On your side They got staff writers They don't want me I'll find a publisher Wait and see Ain't gonna stop Ain't gonna quit I don't care if I'm a misfit Ain't gonna stop Ain't gonna quit I'll hang like a Hair In A Biscuit Jim Colyer ascap

http://jimcolyer.com/sitebuilder/flash/player?f=/music/flash/playlist.xml%3Ft%3D84 I can't resist him There's no defense at all I drown in his eyes Like a hopeless alcoholic He's a magnet Drawing me on Like a moth to a flame The attraction is so strong He's got heart He's got soul Anyone can see He's Got Something that's got me I still remember The first time that we met I opened the door He was smiling oh so sweetly I was captured Under his spell I'm a woman in love Everybody can tell He's got heart He's got soul Anyone can see He's Got Something that's got me Everytime he walks in the room I follow him around He looks at me, winks his eye He takes me down solo I can't deny it He's got me mesmerized He's got me thinking This love will last forever He's a magnet Drawing me on Like a moth to a flame The attraction is so strong He's got heart He's got soul Anyone can see He's Got Something that's got me He's got heart He's got soul Anyone can see He's Got Something that's got me He's Got Something that's got me Jim Colyer ascap

I met her on The Peak My first day on the Island We rode the Star Ferry A cruise on the Harbor Made our way to Lantau Up the steps to Big Buddha On our way down I told her I loved her She's my Hong Kong Baby She drives me crazy She's gonna stay with me My Hong Kong Baby She looks a little Like Nancy Kwan In The World Of Suzie Wong She looks a little Like Olivia Munn When she kisses me I come undone She's my Hong Kong Baby She drives me crazy She's gonna stay with me My Hong Kong Baby Half English Half Chinese I love her She loves me She's my Hong Kong Baby She drives me crazy She's gonna stay with me My Hong Kong Baby She's my Hong Kong Baby She drives me crazy She's gonna stay with me My Hong Kong Baby Jim Colyer ascap

Nashville Is A Nuthouse Crazy town in the mid-south Country songs out your mouth Nashville Is A Nuthouse She came here with a big dream It soon turned to a nightmare Ended up in the karaoke Cos she ain't going nowhere Mamma calls on the cell phone Begging please, baby, come home But, mamma, I'm so in love Pregnant too, so I'm not alone Nashville Is A Nuthouse Crazy town in the mid-south Country songs out your mouth Nashville Is A Nuthouse Two kids later and no record deal Nasty divorce drags on and on Working as a server to pay the bills Romantic notions all but gone Calls her mamma, I'm out of money Can't pay rent, the kids are hungry Mamma says, baby, we're on our way Coming to get you, love you, honey Nashville Is A Nuthouse Crazy town in the mid-south Country songs out your mouth Nashville Is A Nuthouse She didn't understand It's a closed system If you can't make em money The won't let you in Nashville Is A Nuthouse Crazy town in the mid-south Country songs out your mouth Nashville Is A Nuthouse Nashville Is A Nuthouse Crazy town in the mid-south Country songs out your mouth Nashville Is A Nuthouse Jim Colyer ascap

You might quit Challenges never do They keep coming Straight at you It doesn't matter What you did today Tomorrow is coming Like a freight train The Future Will track you down Back you in a corner Knock you to the ground The Future Will eat you alive If you're unprepared If you're too shy I gave up When my marriage fell apart It took a while To make a new start I'm no prophet But I know one thing We can be sure What tomorrow will bring The Future Will track you down Back you in a corner Knock you to the ground The Future Will eat you alive If you're unprepared If you're too shy Cover your bases And hope for the best Let your destiny Do the rest The Future Will track you down Back you in a corner Knock you to the ground The Future Will eat you alive If you're unprepared If you're too shy Jim Colyer ascap

Got to know your Limitations That's what Clint Eastwood said You all remember Clint From the ugly, good and bad Clint was Rowdy Yates In that western Rawhide He was one tough dude Would never run and hide Limitations We all have them Nothing we can do To get around them Limitations X number of years X number of women X number of tears I know my time is limited My dad said do what you can So much I have wasted It left me a bitter man Wish I was more like God But God is only a myth I know I think too much I wish I had more sex Limitations We all have them Nothing we can do To get around them Limitations X number of years X number of women X number of tears Living my life In a nutshell Caught somewhere Between heaven and hell Limitations We all have them Nothing we can do To get around them Limitations X number of years X number of women X number of tears Jim Colyer ascap

A Decade ain't what it used to be It used to seem like a century Now it seems more like a year Caught between courage and fear A Decade ain't what it used to be Ten times around the sun with me Wondering how many we have left Trying to feel sorry for myself A kid in the 50s Hippie in the 60s A man in the 70s Father in the 80s A Decade ain't what it used to be It used to seem like a century How time flies, it can't be bought Grandpa said life is short Jim Colyer ascap

http://jimcolyer.com/sitebuilder/flash/player?f=/music/flash/playlist.xml%3Ft%3D122 Well, I met you And it seemed like It would just go on forever Everything we touched turned to gold We had our run Our day in the sun Now it's our turn to lose Even I, Even I Can Sing The Blues I begged you And I pleaded But you went out and found another woman You're the kind of man who's just gotta have it all the time You left me lonely You left me with a baby Now I'm way down in my shoes Even I, Even I Can Sing The Blues Even a white girl can sing the blues I've gotta crawl back to mom and dad They're gonna say we told you so They're gonna say we knew he was bad They're gonna make me find a job They're gonna say he made a fool out of you Even I, Even I Can Sing The Blues solo Well, I met you And it seemed like It would just go on forever Everything we touched turned to gold We had our run Our day in the sun Now it's my turn to lose Even I, Even I Can Sing The Blues Even a white girl born with a silver spoon can sing the blues Jim Colyer ascap

She's hot as hell In her high heel shoes Short tight skirt She's looking at you Don't just sit there Make your move Find your mojo Find your groove She's a Firestarter Makes them sparks fly Starts out slow Then flames rise high Firestarter Here comes the smoke Rubbing them sticks Stroke stroke stroke She'll burn you up Set you on fire Teach you the meaning Of desire Teach you the meaning Of lust Now she's looking At both of us She's a Firestarter Makes them sparks fly Starts out slow Then flames rise high Firestarter Here comes the smoke Rubbing them sticks Stroke stroke stroke She blazes What a catch! Catalyst She's a match She's a Firestarter Makes them sparks fly Starts out slow Then flames rise high Firestarter Here comes the smoke Rubbing them sticks Stroke stroke stroke Jim Colyer ascap

I'm Chuck Barris I did the Gong Show Who I am now Nobody knows I'm Dan Quayle Vice-president Now I'm forgotten Money all spent I Used To Be Famous Used to be somebody I used to be known Now I'm nobody I Used To Be Famous Important too Carried some weight Now I'm like you I'm Brigitte Bardot I made heads turn Now I'm ugly Live and learn I'm Barry Gibb Last of the Bee Gees Only a few Remember me I Used To Be Famous Used to be somebody I used to be known Now I'm nobody I Used To Be Famous Important too Carried some weight Now I'm like you You know me I'm Kirk Douglas Come December I'll be a hundred I Used To Be Famous Used to be somebody I used to be known Now I'm nobody I Used To Be Famous Important too Carried some weight Now I'm like you Jim Colyer ascap

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