My boy Travis..

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this "ain't" got nothin' to do with nothin' just puttin' it here to remind me my boy is going to be on CMT Sunday 8:00 p.m. central time.


Put Some Drive In Your Country


Well I was raised on country classics
Like Roy Acuff and George Jones
Lord I loved to hear 'em
Sing all them old time country songs
But I really got excited 'bout the time I turned 15
That's the first time I heard Waylon and old Bocephus sing
They put some drive in their country that really turned me on

Yeah, put some drive in your country
Keep country drivin' on
When the music gets you movin'
You know that can't be wrong
Every time I hear that outlaw stuff on my car radio
It makes me wanna drive it just as fast as it will go
Put some drive in your country
Let's keep country drivin' on

We played some shows in Atlanta on Sunday afternoons
The gigs were packed and I was nervous
Cause I wanted folks to like my tunes
The crowds were full of younger people
They were all about my age
So I turned and told the band just before we walked on stage
Put some drive in your country fellas
We turned those people on

Yeah, put some drive in your country
Keep country drivin' on
When the music gets you dancin'
You know that can't be wrong
See I made myself a promise when I was just a kid
I'd mix southern rock and country and that's just what I did
Put some drive in your country
Keep country drivin' on

Put some drive in your country
Hey, let's keep country drivin' on
When the music gets you movin'
You know that can't be wrong
I still love old country
I ain't tryin' to put it down
Damn I miss Duanne Allman
I wish he was still around
Put some drive in the country
Keep country drivin' on

Put some drive in the country
Let's keep country drivin' on

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Blue Collar Man


(Travis Tritt, Gary Rossington)

I don't like hangin' out with a high dollar crowd
I ain't no socialite I'm a little too loud
I don't do garden parties sippin' hot tea
Down in some honky tonk brother
That's the place for me
A hard days livin' is all that I understand
Well I owe my soul to MasterCard
I'm a blue collar man
I bust my bottom every day eight to five
I come home draggin' feelin' barely alive
The kids are screamin', house is turned upside down
Need a bulldozer just to find my way around
Don't like caviar, we like our soup from a can
Yeah I keep my life simple
I'm a blue collar man
Don't need computers handlin' my bank account
Balance my checkbook there's a zero amount
Four-carat diamond's not on my lady's hand
We live a life rich folks could never understand
I make my livin' with these two hard workin' hands
Won't ever be no millionaire
I'm a blue collar man

Won't ever be no millionaire
I'm a blue collar man
I'm a blue collar man
I'm a blue collar man

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Outlaws Like Us

Written by - Travis Tritt
From - Ten Feet Tall and Bulletproof

I was born a country singer
I love Charlie Pride
Raised on 'He Stopped Loving Her'
Cut my teeth on 'Mama Tried'
Yes, I love Hank Williams
But I still love rock 'n roll
Hank Jr., me and Waylon
We're all cut from the same mold
And they say country's changin'
And we must all adjust
But I still think there's lots of room
For old outlaws like us

I love to jam with the Skynyrd band
'Cause 'Freebird' chills my bones
And I've talked trash with Johnny Cash
And I've sung with George Jones
And I have played on the Opry stage
Where the country legends stood
Where you don't give lies or alibis
'Cause they don't do no good
And Lord, I guess, that I've been blessed
Though I have been kicked and cussed
But it's nothing new to moan the blues
For old outlaws like us

Chorus:
And I wear this country banner
And I'm proud to wave the flag
And you can talk all day 'bout the next Billy Ray
But I'll cast my vote for Hag
And when all those screamin' metal bands
Have corroded into rust
There'll still be a show on Music Row
For old outlaws like us

Now, I don't have a crystal ball
To tell what lies ahead
But I play my way, though some folks say
Country rock is dead
And you may call me old-fashioned You may think I'm insane
But rhythm and blues is in my blood
And pumping through my veins
And I've still got some loyal fans
That I know I can trust
Who will sell their souls for rock 'n roll
And old outlaws like us

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Travis Tritt

No More Looking Over My Shoulder
Written by - Michael Peterson & Craig Wiseman
From - No More Looking Over My Shoulder

As a child I was told that I was destined to be nothing
Growing wild as I got older I fulfilled what had been said
Hiding ignorance and fear I prayed nobody saw me bluffing
But I was laying the foundation for a future I would dread

Yeah

Seems like every choice I made would somehow leave me second-guessing
'Bout the green grass I was passing racing toward the other side
I thank God for the blessing
That I finally learned this lesson:
One Step in the right direction's worth a wasted mile behind

Chorus:
Singin'
No more lookin' over my shoulder
No more hangin' on to the past
No more filling up my tomorrows
With yesterday's sorrows
No more lookin' over my shoulder

I could chill a room with reasons why I would not give forgiveness
To the people who had selfishly left me a wounded soul
I kept dragging 'round those memories
Like a ball and chain behind me
Wonderin' why my troubles followed me wherever I would go
Oh, but one night, sick and tired of being sick and tired
I realized forgiveness was the only open road
I swear I heard those shackles snap
The moment that I took that path
I never have one time looked back since the morning I arose

Chorus

I'm singin'
No more lookin' over my shoulder
No more hangin' on to the past
No more filling up my tomorrows
With yesterday's sorrows
No more, no more, no...

No more lookin' over my shoulder
No more hangin' on to the past
No more filling up my tomorrows
With yesterday's sorrows
No more lookin' over my shoulder

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]Travis Tritt

Can I Trust You With My Heart
Written by - Harris & Tritt
From - T-R-O-U-B-L-E

When you meet that certain someone you been searchin' hard to find
It's a new love full of passion that can sometimes make you blind
I don't mind bein' swept away if I know right from the start
So before we go much further girl can I trust you with my heart

In the time we've spent together I have learned to trust in you
So many things you've given before I even asked you to
But reality and romance are sometimes far apart
So what I really need to know is can I trust you with my heart

Chorus:
Can I cast my cares upon you can you stand a heavy load
Can I count on you to walk me down that long and winding road
If you promise me these simple things I can guarantee
You can always count on me

Chorus

When two hearts solely surrender and are sworn to understand
It completes a perfect union between a woman and a man
So please don't misunderstand me I don't want to go too far
Without knowing just one answer can I trust you with my heart

Please girl give me just one answer can I trust you with my heart

[DMZ-LT]

Wow ! Wish my Harley looked that good. xgrunts comes close.

[Seascamp]

how about that. Highway 88 and Jobe?s peak on the right. Looks to be right at or just over the California-Nevada border about 12 miles south west of my home. Best bike riding country in the whole USA, bar none.

Scamp



Oh, Electric blue, no saddel bags, open pipes, forward controls, no sissy wind shield, Nevada plates FW1. Around these parts I'm called FW but I aint saying what that stands for.

[DMZ-LT]

Scamp , an outlaw biker friend - grimreepers , and I built my 79 Sporty 1000cc in his just closed down house of no good. Ain't that good looking but runs great ( finally )

[Seascamp]

This AM we had Cougars and cubs in our neighborhood. Very unusual to see them around. Recently a black bear decided he wanted to join a neighbor for breakfast and just came on in. They all scrammed up stairs, called the County Mounties who in turn called the Forrest Service bear people. The bear got a cocktail dart and was taken unharmed, but probably stoned, back to the forest. I?m glad we just don?t start shooting these days. But I?m curious as to what has the Cougars moving around in broad daylight. Usually they work the night shift and sleep during the day. Bird hunting started this weekend so maybe that?s it or it could be that a gazillion Harley bikers descended on the area over the weekend and were popping and cracking around everywhere. Either or both sure had the Cougars up and around.

Lt. I had a Sporty 1200 cc for a while and liked real well, maybe too well as I?d inevitably end up doing games with the rice burner-crotch rocketeers who like to think they own the mountain. But these days I?m happy with the more docile Daytona with the Evo 80 cui and ?rubber band? drive. That works.

Scamp