Back To My Roots – Demo

My first demo from last August. Not as good as The Back of my Old Truck, but still pretty cool 🙂

https://soundcloud.com/nick-burgin-1984/nick-burgin-back-to-my-roots-vocals-by-matt-griffith

Grandpa’s Dog Tags

(V1)
I saw them in an old box,
Back when I was twelve.
I shined them up with polish.
And I kept them for myself.

Later when my dad found them,
I asked him what they were.
He said they’re grandpa’s dog tags,
The greatest thing in this whole world.

(Chorus)
Because he’s gone and left us,
And these are all that we’ve got left.
Of the time he died to save us,
From living in a commie mess.

So keep them safe my dear boy.
They mean the whole damn world.
Because they’re grandpa’s dog tags.
And grandpa’s our hero.

(V2)
He fought hard in Europe,
With the dog tags around his neck.
Fighting against the Germans,
Hell, you know the rest.

But when they came back with his medals.
In a wooden, felt-lined box.
Your dear grandpa wasn’t with them.
So keep them under key and lock.

(Chorus)
Because they’re full of memories.
And they wear the battle scars.
Of when Grandpa and his brothers.
Stopped Hitler’s vicious charge.

So keep them safe my dear boy.
They mean the whole damn world.
Because they’re grandpa’s dog tags.
And grandpa’s our hero.

It’s 1943 again, the day that dear grandpa was slain.
As the bombs fell in a fiery hell, he closed his eyes and wished us well.
He tucked his dog tag inside his boot, and drew his rifle ready to shoot.

(Chorus)
In the years since Grandpa left us,
We’ve kept safe his legacy.
Because died to save us,
Now our lives are good and free.

So keep them safe my dear boy.
They mean the whole damn world.
Because their grandpa’s dog tags.
And grandpa’s our hero.

I saw them in an old box.
Back when I was twelve.

The Back Of My Old Truck – Demo Recording

I published this a couple of days ago but found out today that the link was broken, so here it is again.

Here’s the demo for my new song The Back Of My Old Truck. I can’t see who has done the vocals but I’ll be sure to find out. Thanks to http://www.paramountsong.com

https://soundcloud.com/nick-burgin-1984/nick-burgin-the-back-of-my-old-truck

The Back Of My Old Truck – Demo Recording

Here’s the demo for my new song The Back Of My Old Truck. I can’t see who has done the vocals but I’ll be sure to find out. Thanks to http://www.paramountsong.com

https://soundcloud.com/nick-burgin-1984/nick-burgin-the-back-of-my-old-truck

My new book available from the Kindle store and Lulu.com!

Check it out!

 

The Vampyre and Other Works is the second collection of poems and songs by Nick Burgin. Includes the loves songs Cold Coffee, The Back of my Old Truck, Dreams Come True, True Loves Kiss, and Child of The Bayou; and the 21 page epic The Vampyre.

 

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The Back Of My Old Truck

Late on that summer night.
We were leaving Nashville for the Vegas lights.
When my old truck packed up.
You laughed and said, that’s just our luck.

While we waited I drifted off too sleep.
As you softly sung a lullaby next to me.
You whispered “Rest, baby, while we wait”.
And held me in a sweet embrace.

Somewhere at the back of my mind.
You’re dancing with me for the very first time.
You’re little dress dropping to the floor.
Whispering, baby, that you want me more.

I was high on this pretty sight.
Running all the red lights.
There ain’t nobody else around at this time of night.
You were calling me baby.
Driving me crazy.
Ain’t no way in hell even god could’ve saved me.
And you gave up, you gave in.
There was no way you were never ever not gonna let me in.
That was that, I was in luck.
When you said “I do” in the back of my old truck.

Early on that winter dawn.
I could feel, girl, I could’ve sworn.
Somehow I just knew it.
You laughed and said I’m talking sh…

Then the joking turned to joy.
I sorta hoped it was a boy.
To kick the football around with me.
I guess we’ll have to wait and see.

Nine months flew by so fast.
You were standing on the bathroom mat.
When happened.
It finally happened.

And I was high on this perfect sight.
Running all the red lights.
Thanking god there’s nobody around at this time of night.
I was praying for our baby.
Going a little crazy.
You were screaming at sky “Lord please just save me”.
You never gave up, never gave in.
You pushed and pushed until I held her safely in my hands.
That was that, we were in luck.
When we became a family in the back of my old truck.

Summer time in ’98.
You grabbed that football by the front gate.
You said “daddy come and play”.
Hell, I didn’t hesitate.

When you made the high school team.
It was the happiest you’ve ever been.
You said “Though I’m just a reserve”.
It was the damn least that you deserve.

And I was high on this perfect sight.
Stopping at the red lights.
This place will still be busy until later on tonight.
I was looking at our baby.
Growing up – lord save me!
Dressed in that football shirt that my daddy gave me.
She never gave up, never gave in.
You worked and worked until the coach said “Alright, you’re in”.
That was that, it weren’t no luck.
I was a proud father leaning on the hood of my old truck.

© 2014 Nick Burgin

Love, Love, Love

Thought I’d write a fun song for you for a change.

 

Love, Love, Love

I heard that you broke up with your boyfriend on Sunday.
You threw his necklace in the trash.
You told him “that’s the last time that you’ll get away with that”.
You slapped him once and he just laughed.

Later on I saw you walking across my front lawn.
You had a suitcase in your hand.
You said “Baby do you mind if I sleep here tonight?”
I shrugged and said “That sounds like a great plan”.

Because I love, love, love.
Love the way that your big blue eyes shine, shine, shine.
Shining like a thousand pretty stars, stars, stars.
Stars that shine in the sweet way that I love.
Shining in that sweet, sweet way I love.

Now we have been dating for three weeks and two days.
I’m pretty sure we’re gonna last.
You told me that you wish we’d got together sooner.
I said “Don’t worry ’cause the past is past”.
And you said:

I love, love, love.
Love the way you smile when I laugh, laugh, laugh.
Laughing at the same old silly things, things, things.
Things to share when we’re both in love.
Sharing things is something that I love.

Standing on the front porch, you put your hand in my hand.
You rest your head against my arm.
You tell me things like how we’re gonna have a family.
With a little house and a small farm.

And I love.
Love the thought of living there with you.
You and me and half a dozen kids, kids, kids.
Kids, and you, and me, our farm and love, love, love.
Love the way you smile when we laugh, laugh, laugh.
Laughing at the same old silly things, things, things.
Things like the way your blue eyes shine, shine, shine.
Shining like those pretty stars I love.
Sharing things is something that I love.