Chase it
Copyright Lee Lucas
I switch back and forth
on the radio dial
Still like the Crue,
every once in awhile
Change it anytime
to suit my mood,
Sometimes I wear heels
sometimes cowboy boots
Pre-Chorus
It still pumps me up
I still feel the same
when you think about it
not that much has changed
CHORUS:
Good times
Good songs
Everyone can sing along
Good friends
Good fun
If it’s loud then it belongs
Take a shot of rock roll and…
Chase it with some country
Chase it with some country
I remember
going to a show
16 and knew everything there was to know
Now I know, I knew nothing much
But I still like the crowds
I’m still hot stuff
A little older
Maybe little wiser
But don’t hold it against me
Pre-Chorus
It still pumps me up
I still feel the same
when you think about it
not that much has changed
CHORUS:
Good times
Good songs
Everyone can sing along
Good friends
Good fun
If it’s loud then it belongs
Take a shot of rock roll and…
Chase it with some country
Chase it with some country
Bridge:
The smell of summer
Feel the weight of the heat
I see the crowds
Grass under my feet
Your arm around me
A cold beer in my hand
A sharp kick drum
And a kick ass band!
CHORUS:
Good times
Good songs
Everyone can sing along
Good friends
Good fun
If it’s loud then it belongs
Take a shot of rock roll and…
Chase it with some country,
chase it with some country
Famous
Copyright Lee Lucas
She’ll take over a room
In five minutes or two
Stack of names in her back pocket
by the end of the night
She’s just dazzling
shining like a star
With her glitter eyeshadow on
In and out of your conversations
Turn around she might be gone
Chorus:
Always
the center of attention
She’s got, Name dropping,
best intentions
She takes the spotlight whenever she can
cause she knows..
She coulda been famous
She says I know I coulda been someone
Instead she’s living out of her suitcase
But hey,she’s got friends in L.A
She’s got friends in Texas
She tells stories about how close she came
They grow taller every time
Her hometown loved her
they were in the palm of her hand
in dreamland
Chorus:
Always
the center of attention
She’s got, Name dropping,
best intentions
She takes the spotlight
whenever she can cause she knows..She coulda been famous
Bridge:
She’ll tell me again over a bottle of wine.
Expensive and fine red wine.
As she pours another glass of excuses
for the wrong choices she chooses..
in case next time..she loses.
Chorus:
Always
the center of attention
She’s got, Name dropping,
best intentions
She takes the spotlight whenever she can
cause she knows..
She coulda been famous
Lucky
Copyright Lee Lucas
I’m gonna hit every light green on my way into work
Monday morning
If I miss a stop sign and drive too fast
I’ll get let off, with just a warnin
Gonna get my hands on some of this good luck
I see goin around
Cause I’m on my way up,
I’m never lookin down,
never lookin down
It’s my turn to get lucky.
my turn to get
Lucky….
I play my numbers every week,
but they don’t come in.
Next time I check em their gonna say.”you win”
I ‘m gonna hit the jackpot this time around,
gonna ride that rainbow right outta town..yeah.
Never lookin back
It’s my turn to get Lucky
My turn to get lucky
My turn to get lucky
yeahhhhhhh
Repeat chorus
My turn to get lucky
My turn to get lucky
Our turn to get lucky
Do you wanna come with me and get lucky?
Yeahhhhhhhhh
Fade out…
American Street
Copyright Lee Lucas/NeonWest
I was taught to believe
I could walk on any American Street
And open my mouth
Shout out loud.
If you don’t like or agree
with what I say, walk away
You don’t have to listen.
One question keeps crossing my mind
Are we really free.are we really free?
I turn on my tv
Talking heads telling lies
Commercials in between
Try to sell me something
I aint gonna buy
No, I aint gonna buy
Chorus
One question keeps crossing my mind
Are we really free.are we really free?
Do you still believe?
Are we really free?
Bridge
The (wannabe) cowboys down at the ranch
Gonna steal your rights when you’re not lookin
Wanna be cowboys down at the ranch
Gonna pick your pocket and take your woman.
The (wannabe) cowboys down at the ranch
Gonna steal your rights when you’re not lookin
Wanna be cowboys down at the ranch
Gonna pick your pocket and take your woman.
Repeat Chorus
Poor Man’s Army
Copyright Lee Lucas
He got here this morning
About a quarter to eight
Bidin his time until ten
Black coffee on his break
Been doin this same job
A few years
Was summer help when he started
Gotta keep this job while he can
Everything’s closing around him
For now they match the dollars
He’s saving for someday
Might as well be in a tin can
On a shelf hidden away
It’d be just as safe, it’d be just as safe
Chorus:
It’s a poor man’s army
All lined up behind lies
Shiny on the outside
But it’s rusted inside
It’s a Poor Man’s Army
It’s a Poor Man’s Army
He signed away 4 years to pay for his college
Now he’s just killin time til this target is off him
Once he was going to try to be an artist
The real world took over,
and he found out just what the cost is
Right now he’s still here
Don’t know what the next day brings
Might be walkin on a landmine
try to think of better things
Think of better things
Chorus:
It’s a poor man’s army
All lined up behind lies
Shiny on the outside
But it’s rusted inside
It’s a Poor Man’s Army
It’s a Poor Man’s Army
Gotta get out…
Gotta get out…
Repeat Chorus
My Grandmother’s Ring
Copyright Lee Lucas
It catches the sunlight when I least expect it
If I have a bad day, or when life is tough
It shines and sparkles like a new morning in my hands
and reminds me of things I love
Small things are treasures
small things last forever
Chorus: It will never be on display
in a fancy museum
Never been worn by Kings or Queens
But it’s worth more than ten bars of gold
Or a million dollars to me
My Grandmother’s Ring
My Grandmother’s Ring
It was there holding my hand every birthday and Christmas Eve
Held onto that steering wheel ,drove us through this country
Pointed out the sights to me
Small things are treasures
small things last forever
Chorus:
It will never be on display
in a fancy museum
Never been worn by Kings or Queens
But it’s worth more than ten bars of gold
Or a million dollars to me
My Grandmother’s Ring
My Grandmother’s Ring
So I only hope that I can wear it as well
I hope my hands and heart are just as strong
And when I give it to my own daughter someday
she’ll know exactly where this ruby red ring came from
Chorus:
It will never be on display
in a fancy museum
Never been worn by Kings or Queens
But it’s worth more than ten bars of gold
Or a million dollars to me
My Grandmother’s Ring
My Grandmother’s Ring
Austin
Copyright Lee Lucas
He takes a taxi when he travels
Home to that city back east
Aint got no boots or no saddles
No scars that you can see
But he’s got blue sky in his eyes and he lets me roam wild and free
Aint the kind they’d call country
But he’s the one for me
Yeah
We met in a bar outside Austin
Last hour of my double shift
I was born and raised in that small town
He was just passin thru it
Saved every penny I made
Fancied myself running away
He ordered a beer right at closing
Didn’t leave my house for ten days
Aint the kind they’d call country
But he’s the one for me
Got a heart big as Texas
Far as I can see
No matter what happens
We’re just livin, chasin our dreams
Ain’t the kind they’d call country
Ain’t the kind they’d call country
I get up late around 10
He’s already gone
Been working all morning
When I start writing my songs
He brings some sense to my crazy
As crazy as that seems
They said it would never last
but I always believed…yeah..
Ain’t the kind they’d call country
But he’s the one for me
Got a heart big as Texas
Far as I can see
No matter what happens
We’re just livin and chasin our dreams
Ain’t the kind they’d call country..
Ain’t the kind they’d call country
Carefree Days
Copyright Lee Lucas
We used to stay out
Til the streetlights came on
We used to run around
Kickball
On the neighbor’s front lawn
There were days we’d end up
Miles from home
Beat up Huffy bikes
Exploring dirt roads
Times have changed
and we’re afraid
To let our kids outside
Chorus:
Miss those carefree days
Those priceless carefree days
Imiss those carefree days
Those priceless..
Carefree days
I remember the sound
of a needle dropping on a record
I remember the feel
Of an album cover in my hands
Read every word, every inch of artwork
Til it became mine
Miss those carefree days
Those priceless carefree days
Imiss those carefree days
Those priceless..
Carefree days
Bridge or end chorus:
The world keeps changing
Can’t stop the spin
Gotta hold on to…These Carefree Days…
We’ve got these carefree days
These priceless carefree days
Got these carefree days
Make our own..carefree days
PayDay
Copyright Lee Lucas
The more money I make
The more bills I’ve got to pay
It’s already spent by the time I get to payday
Our big Friday Night, is takeout and a bottle of cheap wine yeah,
Catch ourselves a little buzz and forget about life for awhile
I feel fine,
If you don’t mind
Til we’re living the good life
Hey!
We’re just getting by
We’re just getting by
We’re just getting by
I’ve got you
And I’ve got good friends
Nothing else really matters in the end
I’m making my millions one dollar at a time
Can’t take it with me, so lets go spend some tonight
I feel fine,
If you don’t mind
Til we’re living the good life
Hey!
We’re just getting by
We’re just getting by
We’re just getting by
Bridge:
The more money I make
The more bills I’ve got to pay
It’s already spent , already spent, by the time I get to payday
Our big Friday Night, is takeout and a bottle of cheap wine..
You like cheap wine don’t ya?
I feel fine,
If you don’t mind
Til we’re living the good life
Hey!
We’re just getting by
We’re just getting by
We’re just getting by
Xmas in Vegas
Copyright Lee Lucas
Keep the stockings and the plastic snowman
Packed away in the garage this year,
We’re gonna do something we’ve never done
Get that chevy started, gas her up
and get ready to have some fun
It’s gonna be a high rollin xmas in Las Vegas
It’s gonna be a high rollin xmas in las vegas
Strap a spruce to the roof rack honey
Get dressed up as quick as you can
Gonna cover that tree in twinkle lights
In a big old suite down at the MGM Grand
It’s gonna be a high rollin xmas in Las Vegas
It’s gonna be a high rollin xmas in las vegas
Ooooooooooo rollin
Ooooooooooo rollin
1, 2, 3 ya ready?
It’s gonna be a high rollin xmas in Las Vegas
It’s gonna be a high rollin xmas in las vegas
Don’t want it to be a low rollin broke goin.
Xmas in vegas…
oooooooooo
Xtra verse:
Kickin off the new year right
Taking chances having the time of our life
Gonna deck our halls
With $100 chips and red dice
Back Pocket
Copyright Lee Lucas
What is it about cigarettes and wine?
A shiny night on a rooftop
They go together so fine
At times like this when I look out at the world
It’s quiet
I can see all the planes
Waiting to land
Seems like I could touch them
With my bare hands
Gonna take my dreams
Right outta the sky
Stick em in my backpocket
I’m saying goodbye to every doubt that’s ever
Been whispered in my head
Gonna take my dreams away
In my back pocket
In my back pocket
They say I’m crazy
I don’t plan
But this moment is all that I have
The future is never known
I’d rather
take you along up in my cyclone
Gonna take my dreams
Right outta the sky
Stick em in my backpocket
I’m saying goodbye to every doubt that’s ever
Been whispered in my head
Gonna take my dreams away
In my back pocket
In my back pocket
