MUSIC + LYRICS

I've been traveling for some time on this road that winds

Through the hills I've climbed, Through the dark of night

I've been drifting like the snow that has kept me blind

Or the fog that rolls behind…. and now I've come to find

To see I've got two roads, Both covered in snow

And I'm so unsure about which way to go

And no one knows, so i can't be told

Which way leads home, And which way leads to gold

I've been wandering through the cold with a mind of stone

Dry and brittle bones, Frozen lifeless toes

But I have called myself to go to where the trees don't grow

Now I'm lost for sure it doesn't please my soul

To see I've got two roads both covered in snow

And I'm so unsure about which way to go

And no one knows, so i can't be told

Which way leads home, And which way leads to gold

I've been walking all alone with my knife unfolded

My money tucked in rolls, Dark and common clothes

But I have called myself to go to where the trees don't grow

Now I'm lost for sure it doesn't please my soul

To see I've got two roads both covered in snow

And I'm so unsure about which way to go

And no one knows so i can't be told

Which way leads home, And which way leads to gold

“TWO ROADS”

I ain’t gonna lie to ya, I think I got a real one here

And I’m the type of guy that don’t think twice

Can’t explain why to ya, but nothing’s ever been more clear

Love’s a simple little thing that just feels right

Like getting butterflies when you're trying to get ready

Long first dates in old big cities

Rooftop drinks when the sun gets setting

Dirty Martini and a Maker’s Manhattan

It seems like we were always meant to fall in love

And I wish you all could have it the same as us

We're laughing in a world gone dark, We're dancing to the beat of our heart

And it feels like that’s enough

When you finally got a real one

I ain’t gonna lie to ya, It can take years and years 

A couple broken hearts and a few long nights

But what’s a little time to ya - once you understand the deal?

Love’s a simple little thing that just feels right

Like the arms of a friend when things get heavy

Trusty old dogs and rusty old Chevys

Ain’t no such thing as having too many 

Like sunshine and driving along to Tom Petty

It seems like we were always meant to fall in love

And I wish you all could have it the same as us

We're laughing in a world gone dark, We're dancing to the beat of our heart

And it feels like that’s enough

When you finally got a real one

And we’re still young but maybe we're ready

Take her by the hand if her old man’ll let me

Champagne popping under confetti, I’m her Barney and she’s my Betty

It seems like we were always meant to fall in love

And I wish you all could have it the same as us

We're laughing in a world gone dark, We're dancing to the beat of our heart

And I swear, that’s all that you’ll want

When you finally got a real one

“REAL ONE”

This here's the singalong version of the story of my great, late, Uncle Joe

He was a "smoke 'em if ya got 'em" type

"Kill the whole bottle!"

Pushed the pedal till the whole thing broke

And my mamma used to say he'd always been a little devil and a risk-taker

She said her pappa even nicknamed him, My granddaddy called him "Haymaker"

I met him late in his life, Because a family fights, But that's a story you already know

I was drinking, I was cussing more than all my other cousins, must be something that the old kin know

He said "you got a reputation of a little troublemaker and a hell-raiser

I bet you thinking you'se a man, ain't you? I bet you thinking you'se a Haymaker…"

He said

"If you gon’ drink if you're gonna fight, If you gon’ stay up late all night

You learn every single record that they got on that jukebox there

You buy the next round, And shoot your shot

You give them hell - if that's all you've got

You do all the things they'll never let you and they never will forget you were here"

Now I chase all my thoughts of Haymaker with a couple of tears

He said "the world ain't gon’ plan for the wandering man, It don't like the things it can't control

Living life on the town, Never trying to come down, Letting the dice and the good times roll

But you cut a little closer trying to be a casanova and a heartbreaker

You better learn to be a punch-taker, If you're gonna be a Haymaker"

He said

"If you're gonna drink, If you're gonna fight”

If you're gonna stay up late all night, You learn every single record that they got on that jukebox there

You buy the next round, And shoot your shot

You give them hell - if that's all you've got

You do all the things they'll never let you and they never will forget you were here"

Now I chase all my thoughts of Haymaker with a couple of tears

And I hold on tight to the times we spent listening to Reba, Garth, and Clint

And I still regret I missed his final days

Yeah, but he's right here now and he's been here since

Every time a grab a guitar and pen

In every word and every chord I play

Now I can't drink and I can't fight

And I can't drive a dirt road at night

Without thinking of the records that he played on that jukebox there

He paid his tab, He took his shot

He gave 'em more than he ever got

He did all the things they'd never let him and he's probably buying heaven a beer…

Yeah he did all the things they never let him and I never will forget he was here…

Now I chase all my thoughts of Haymaker with a couple of tears

“HAYMAKER”

I've been riding for hours down these subway tracks 

With the weight of a thousand mistakes on my back 

I feel the hum of the engine ,The shock of its brakes 

But I don't pay attention to the stops that it makes 

Cuz I don't know where I'm headed but I'm bound to find 

That one little moment that I can call mine 

And if I'm still empty ended at the end of the line 

I'll go back downtown and give it one more try

Cuz I don't know, But I go 

My whole life - been running

I don't know 

I'm just looking for that one little moment I can call my own

I got an old friend back home all alone with her son 

And her heart is always heavy , And her work’s never done 

She's been tapping her fingers in the carpool line 

On a hairpin trigger to a heart full of fire 

And I don't know where she’s headed or the life she’d prefer 

Or if she's ever had a moment that she could could call hers

And I can’t pretend to know better cuz I’m sure I’d get burned

And I can’t lend advice cuz I never learn

I don't know, But I go

My whole life - been running

I don't know 

I'm just looking for that one little moment I can call my own

(I don’t know)

There’s something waiting and it needs to take all of me

(I don’t know)

I need to answer cuz it keeps on calling me

So, I've been riding for hours down these subway tracks 

With the weight of deciding my fate on my back 

I see the bankers and the beggars, the poets and the pawns

They step off at the station , and then more strangers get on

But I don't know where I'm headed , But Lord, I'm bound to find 

Just one little moment that I can call mine 

And if that means it leaves me stranded at the end of the line

I’ll walk out on to the beach, and watch the sun rise

“ONE LITTLE MOMENT”