• Caju-Wher
  • Cajun Crawfish Boil
    Well this evenings nearly over I am laying on my bed Summer sun is turning golder, I said And before I close my eyes to get some sleep I try to think of the day...
  • Crimson Glow
    Hot air, mosquitoes flying, blue sky and the sun's sure shining on this humid Louisiana day Sweat dripping enough to fill a cup, girls all driving in their pick...
  • Glory Glory
    If you had told me long ago how lucky I would be I'd say forget it man If you should tell me years from now that love has passed you by I'd say go get it Cause ...
  • Heaven Never Seemed So Small
    There was a poor man sleeping silently, newspaper wrapped around his cryin' eyes and skinny, stomach tucked Can I spare a dime? I'm saving up for another to kil...
  • Humble Hand
    Well I remember being young, hell I think I still am Well I was sitting steady chilling on the tailgate sippin' on a day old pint of that Tennessee bam shebam T...
  • Louisiana Saturday Night
    Live band drive me to the venue cause we're all dishes on the same endless menu won't you have a taste of us, we're here for you Got songs hey we, got demos and...
  • More Than Local
    I still have purfume on my skin, it's been twenty minutes since you went I know I should fall asleep I know I won't fall asleep It's clear, I've already spilled...
  • No More Pills
    Late last night I was sitting down with my friends listening to the radio then a question was asked when a kid called in, this is how it goes if you only had an...
  • The Day That I Die
    Said, "I'm homesick" oh, but I don't miss my home Like a boy in a bubble, I can see you but I can't hold on Said, "I'm tired," oh, but I don't miss my bed I cou...
  • When I Go Home
    This motel's famous for its highway view Free bananas, HBO, an empty pool Guess you could say I have it made Wouldn't give it all away This van's like a pentho...
  • Where My Ass Is
    1- If you wanna talk about it I'm open, I'm open too my day is free Once you are out of high school I'm hoping, I'm hoping you remember me These last few weeks ...
  • Where The Heart Is
    AFRAID TO DREAM Benny Goodman Afraid to dream, afraid that you may not be there Afraid to dream, without you it would seem so bare With open arms I call to you...