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Artist: Buck Album: Hick Hop Favorites Listen / Download MP3 Lyrics: Layin' in my bed with the window open Sweet smell o' pine on the soft breeze blowing My woman's next to me In the sheets we been rollin Look in the sky And a million stars glowin Warm southern nights Hear the train horn blowing Warm southern nights Hear the bullfrogs croakin Warm southern nights Hear the tree frogs peeping Warm southern nights All the good people sleepin Wake up my woman and I lead her outside Give her a kss to silence Her chide To the dew covered grass Together we slide Roll her on top For another lovin ride Warm southern nights Hear the hound dogs talkin Warm southern nights Hear the whippoorwill calling Warm southern nights Hear the crickets chirpin Warm southern nights All the good people working [Banjo break] [Fiddle break] Layin' in my bed with the window open Sweet smell o' pine on the soft breeze blowing My woman's next to me In the sheets we been rollin Look in the sky And a million stars glowin Warm southern nights [guitar chords] Warm southern nights [guitar chords] Warm southern nights [guitar chords] Warm southern nights [guitar chords] Genre: country Style Prompt: Bluegrass rap, male vocals, banjo, distorted electric guitar, 120 bpm, 808 bass Copyright Owner: Randolph Baggett ([email protected])

Artist: Buck Album: Hick Hop Favorites Listen / Download MP3 Lyrics: [verse 1] she was her daddy's son she liked to fight and hunt dresses just wasn't her thang but she grew up fast and she grew up fine she didn't want no diamond rang [verse 2] she liked to drink and she liked to dance but she liked the boys best of all short ones, tall ones skinny ones, fat she thought she had to try them all [chorus] she's a hard drinking, hell raising, good looking one of a kind and when she goes downtown and starts to get unwound she's gonna have a hell of a time [guitar] [verse 3] she walked into the bar like a Hollywood star every head turned to stare she put her hand on her hip she gave her long hair a flip and said, look at all these squares [verse 4] she waltzed right in reeking whiskey and sin and said, bartender set em up I've got me a plan I'm gonna find me a man one who knows how to really fuck [bridge] she likes to fight, and she likes to fuck such a crazy little redneck girl and if you win when you try your luck she's surely gonna rock your world [verse 2 reprise] she liked to drink and she liked to dance but she liked the boys best of all short ones, tall ones skinny ones, fat she thought she had to try them all [chorus] she's a hard drinking, hell raising, good looking one of a kind and when she goes downtown and starts to get unwound she's gonna have a hell of a time Gimme some guitar! [guitar solo] [chorus] she's a hard drinking, hell raising, good looking one of a kind and when she goes downtown and starts to get unwound she's gonna have a hell of a time she's one of a kind she's one of a kind she's one of a kind Genre: country Style Prompt: Country rap, banjo, fiddle, male vocals, electric guitar, 808 bass Copyright Owner: Randolph Baggett ([email protected])

Artist: Buck Album: Hick Hop Favorites Listen / Download MP3 Lyrics: [Verse 1] I was a little boy with trusting eyes Watching you move through a world of lies You taught me lessons that no kid should learn Your broken compass, led you to wrong turns [Verse 2] Just thirteen years old when our family you broke Seventeen years old when my demon you woke To violence and rage Such that I never knew Following a path laid down by you. [chorus] Why, Mama, why did you live that way? Why, Mama, why did you make me pay? All these years behind these walls Your evil lessons caused my fall Why, Mama, why? [violent guitar solo] [Verse 3] You married a man from your darkened past A twisted love, that couldn't last. When his hands turned cruel in the dead of night You turned to me to make it right [Verse 4] That hate filled night my fists became your tool A young man's anger, a mother's fuel All these years now I continue to pay All these years now My life wastes away [Chorus] Why, Mama, why did you live that way? Why, Mama, why did you make me pay? All these years behind these walls Your evil lessons caused my fall Why, Mama, why? [slow, mournful guitar solo] [Final Chorus] Why, Mama, why did you live that way? Why, Mama, why did you make me pay? Now you're gone, but I remain Carrying this burden bound by chains Why, Mama, why? Why, Mama... why? Genre: country Style Prompt: Slow Country Rock, male vocals, distorted electric guitar. Copyright Owner: Randolph Baggett ([email protected])

Artist: Buck Album: Hick Hop Favorites Listen / Download MP3 Lyrics: [guitar intro] [Verse 1] Born in Arkansas, where the Ozarks rise, Climbin’ pine trees under clear blue skies. Honda Z50 hummin’ through the forest green, Buildin’ forts where no man’s ever seen. Frog giggin’ nights in the bayou alone, Shootin’ water moccasins, to the bullfrogs song. Whiskey in my veins, yeah, I started young, Wild-eyed Southern boy, trouble sure to come. [Pre-Chorus] Hootin’ and a-hollerin’, raisin’ nine kinda hell, Rebel yell in my heart, got a story to tell. [Chorus] I’m a hillbilly in the city, rollin’ hard, chasin' ass, gettin' plenty, Red Trans Am screamin’ in the neon glow. Slidin’ ‘round corners, gears bangin’ low, Yeah, I’m a hillbilly in the city, raisin’ hell, feelin’ kinda gritty, Rebel yell, Yee-ha! let the whole world know! I’m a hillbilly in the city. [Verse 2] Just seventeen, when I hit the 305, Brought my country ways where the palm trees thrive. Trans Am roarin’ like a mighty beast, Gravel road ways in these urban streets. City folks stare when I crank it up loud, Blazin’ through Miami with my backwoods proud. Leather boots stompin’ on the concrete floor, Southern boy swagger, kickin’ down the door. [Pre-Chorus] Hootin’ and a-hollerin’, Ain’t changin’ my ways, Rebel yell echo through this concrete maze. [Chorus] I’m a hillbilly in the city, rollin’ hard, chasin' ass, gettin' plenty, Red Trans Am screamin’ in the neon glow. Slidin’ ‘round corners, gears bangin’ low, Yeah, I’m a hillbilly in the city, raisin’ hell, feelin’ kinda gritty, Rebel yell, Yee-ha! let the whole world know! I’m a hillbilly in the city. [Bridge] From the bayou nights to Ocean Drive, Got that Southern pride burnin’ deep inside. They can’t tame this heart, it’s wild and free, Pine Bluff to Miami, it’s still all me. Crank the Skynyrd loud, let the four-speed wail, Hillbilly in the city, Comin' atcha like a full blown gale. Guitar! [guitar solo] [Chorus] I’m a hillbilly in the city, rollin’ hard, chasin' ass, gettin' plenty, Red Trans Am screamin’ through the neon glow. Slidin’ ‘round corners, gears bangin’ low, Yeah, I’m a hillbilly in the city, raisin’ hell, feelin’ kinda gritty, Rebel yell, Yee-ha! let the whole world know! I’m a hillbilly in the city. [Outro] Yee-ha! That’s my call, from the woods to the streets, Southern boy soul with a hick hop beat. Hillbilly in the city, yeah, I’m here to stay, Raisin’ hell forever, in my own damn way. I'm a, hillbilly in the city! Genre: country Style Prompt: Bluegrass, rap, male vocals, 808 bass Copyright Owner: Randolph Baggett ([email protected])

Artist: Christina Christina Album: Just Sangin' Listen / Download MP3 Lyrics: [verse 1] she was her daddy's son she liked to fight and hunt dresses just wasn't her thang but she grew up fast and she grew up fine she didn't want no diamond rang [verse 2] she liked to drink and she liked to dance but she liked the boys best of all short ones, tall ones skinny ones, fat she thought she had to try them all [chorus] she's a hard drinking, hell raising, good looking one of a kind and when she goes downtown and starts to get unwound she's gonna have a hell of a time [guitar] [verse 3] she walked into the bar like a Hollywood star every head turned to stare she put her hand on her hip she gave her long hair a flip and said, look at all these squares [verse 4] she waltzed right in reeking whiskey and sin and said, bartender set em up I've got me a plan I'm gonna find me a man one who knows how to really fuck [bridge] she likes to fight, and she likes to fuck such a crazy little redneck girl and if you win when you try your luck she's surely gonna rock your world [verse 2 reprise] she liked to drink and she liked to dance but she liked the boys best of all short ones, tall ones skinny ones, fat she thought she had to try them all [chorus] she's a hard drinking, hell raising, good looking one of a kind and when she goes downtown and starts to get unwound she's gonna have a hell of a time Gimme some guitar! [guitar solo] [chorus] she's a hard drinking, hell raising, good looking one of a kind and when she goes downtown and starts to get unwound she's gonna have a hell of a time she's one of a kind she's one of a kind she's one of a kind Genre: country Style Prompt: Hick Hop, 120 bpm, banjo, distorted electric guitar, male and female vocals, 808 bass Copyright Owner: Randolph Baggett ([email protected])

Artist: Christina Christina Album: Just Sangin' Listen / Download MP3 Lyrics: Layin' in my bed with the window open Sweet smell o' pine on the soft breeze blowing My man's next to me In the sheets we been rollin Look in the sky And a million stars glowin Warm southern nights Hear the train horn blowing Warm southern nights Hear the bullfrogs croakin Warm southern nights Hear the tree frogs peeping Warm southern nights All the good people sleepin Wake up my man and I lead her outside Give her a kss to silence His chide To the dew covered grass Together we slide Pull him on top For another lovin ride Warm southern nights Hear the hound dogs talkin Warm southern nights Hear the whippoorwill calling Warm southern nights Hear the crickets chirpin Warm southern nights All the good people working [Banjo break] [Fiddle break] Layin' in my bed with the window open Sweet smell o' pine on the soft breeze blowing My man's next to me In the sheets we been rollin Look in the sky And a million stars glowin Warm southern nights [guitar chords] Warm southern nights [guitar chords] Warm southern nights [guitar chords] Warm southern nights [guitar chords] Genre: country Style Prompt: Country rock, female vocal, distorted electric guitar Copyright Owner: Randolph Baggett ([email protected])