Genres: Country, Indie, Pop, R&B, Rock
Joined: 17 Aug, 2021
Country: United States
Charges for services: Yes
Rate: $50.00 per hour
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I am a lyricist. I have always loved to write. I am a storyteller. I would say I am influenced by Eddie Vedder, Gord Downie, Johnny Cash, Jake Smith, Bruce Springsteen, and others. I have a lot of life experiences to pull from, and a lot of those drives my lyrics. Let's get together, and you will find I am very deep, thoughtful, direct, intense, soulful, and soothing.
Dreams and ambitions:
To have a band or singer perform my lyrics on stage. To be someone's Bernie Tobin
Final Shift...by HSA....2021 He takes one last look As the final whistle blows It's just another shutdown And into the unknown he goes What's happening to our country There's so much to discuss Now who's gonna flix this What's to become of us Yeah it's his final shift He has no plan in sight And with a family to feed It's an injustice, it's not right As he walks through his door And looks over at his wife She can see the fear in his eyes And asks, "is the gonna be our life"? He manages a smile "honey it's gonna be all right" But deep down he knows it won't There will be no sleep tonight Yeah it's his final shift He has no plan in sight And with a family to feed It's an injustice, it's not right. Two Pistols Hank....by HSA....2021 Back in the 1800s There was a man named two pistol Hank And if he weren't fighting or drinking He' was robbing a bank Hank was a mountain of a man And stood at least 6 foot four there was nothing but silence When he came through the saloon door He always drank whiskey With a beer back Sitting up against the wall Ready for an attack Yeah he was a wanted man And the reward for him was high But forget about being brave Unless you wanna die Yeah two pistol Hank His guns always loaded as hard to stop As a speeding locomotive As good with his fists As he was with his guns Yeah who were next To be the unlucky ones 2 pistols strong the best with his guns 2 pistol Hank Would kill ya just for fun Then one fateful day As he rode in to a new town Hank knew something felt different Yeah shit was about to go down Hank rode up to the saloon And hitched his horse tight The next thing he knew He was in a gun fight The posse had been there Many hours ahead, and By the end of this fight The legend would be dead Yeah two pistols Hank His guns always loaded as hard to stop As a speeding locomotive As good with his fists As he was with his guns Yeah who's gonna be next to be the unlucky one