Just Keep Writing

 I can’t tell you how many times I’ve tried to write around the line “Last Night’s Lipstick”. You may have noticed from my videos that I love a good lip color that pops…and one that can last all night. That’s the trick there. I’m not a dainty, delicate flower, don’t want to mess up my makeup kind of gal. I go out, eat, drink and have a good time. Sometimes my lipstick makes it through the night and I feel like a bit of a rockstar the next day. Well I’ve used the phrase “last night’s lipstick” a few times before this, but I never loved where it landed. It felt forced. So I jotted it down on my hook page in my notebook and thought “maybe someday I’ll revisit it”. That was during the songwriting challenge so I was grasping by mid month, but I never wrote on it during the challenge.  Then, one random night, it hit me to write it from a male perspective and something clicked. I was on the patio, drinking bourbon, listening to my favorite artist (I’ve said it was when the new album came out…

 I wrote this one a few weeks ago after having one of those rough days that leads to a long drive home with the radio off. I was feeling a bit defeated so I contemplated having a drink when I got home. However, after thinking about it for a few minutes I realized that I didn’t know what I wanted. I remembered about all the “tear in my beer” type of songs and realized a beer wouldn’t cut it, but my sassy little self quickly thought “what the hell, I’ll make a Long Island, something in the mix will help”. Within a few days of dabbling here and there, this song came together. Long Island  Chelsey Layton 2022 V1: Crazy how a mindless drive Could lead me across two state lines Three hundred miles, they go so fast When you replay all those “who I am”s On the outskirts, I found myself Some lounge in a no star hotel Local on a leanin’ stool Asked “girl what are we drinking to?” CH: It’s that hopeless and stuck in a rut Kind of lost a beer can’t touch And like ole grandad guard to say You don’t

 I wrote this one over the course of the past few months, after thinking that a Facebook comment that I made sounded catchy. I maybe I’ll get around to demoing it so I can rock it up a little more! Bring The Bourbon 2022 Chelsey Layton V1: Ain’t gone and said your name for prob’ly three months now I no longer double take at our stompin’ grounds Just when I think I’m past the point of never looking back Then you hit me, then you hit me, then you hit me with that Ch: Ring, ring, hey what ya doing tonight Thought we could maybe catch up, you know for old times Head says no, but this buzz says “ooo it may be worth it” Baby, you bring the bad ideas, I’ll bring the bourbon  Like a bad habit that I can’t replace yet You’re a double shot, mmmm, with a regret chaser My heart’s a racing, yeah it’s bracing for a hurtin’ Baby, you bring the bad ideas, I’ll bring the bourbon V2: My friends, they said our goodbye wouldn’t last very long Well, I’ve gotta half a mind to stand and prove em wrong But wh

For those who know me personally, you know I love to fish. For those who don't know me personally...I LOVE TO FISH! It's one of my favorite hobbies, especially after a long week. When you're at your wit's end there's nothing like chilling by the lake with a cooler of ice cold sweet tea and some snacks, while hoping to reel in a big one. I usually zen out and work on tunes as well! A few months ago I was in a fishing mood and thought it'd be fun to write a fishing song. Unlike some songs that just flow from the start, this one came in bits and pieces, one or two lines at a time. I wanted it to be a fun and lighthearted song, with some references that aren't quite what you think at first listen. So head out to the lake, wet a line and take a listen to "Girls Gone Fishin'" Girls Gone Fishin' © 2020 Chelsey Layton Hightailing it out of a long, hard week It's giggles and smiles in a top-down Jeep Ponytails, Ray Ban sunglasses

I've been promising a sassy song for weeks so here it is! I wrote this several months ago, inspired by one of my bestie's love of tattoos and a line from my MLD Thesis presentation when I described myself as a "financial professional with a rockstar complex". I thought those two concepts would mesh well and this song just came flooding through. Then I picked up my guitar and within a few minutes it was done. I've played it out once and can't wait for things to open back up so I can play it out again, and hopefully sing into the mic better this time around. Tattoo © Chelsey Layton 2019 Been a puppet, a savior and a scapegoat A lot of things to a lot of folks Who all tell me I'm right on track To climb the ladder, shatter glass But rung by rung, it becomes clearer That ceiling ain't nothing but a circus mirror Made of rules, and long long lists About their box, and how I'll fit They've got me dotting T's, Crossing I's Bu

I sat down once more to post one of my sassy ones and out of nowhere this tune popped into my head. I wrote it over a year ago and had forgotten about it until yesterday. This one came together after an artist on Facebook reached out to me about possibly pitching him something for his next album. He told me what he was looking for and I did't have anything, but I kept the themes in the back of my mind and this song just happened. I was actually channeling some emotions, as I wrote it, about how I wished my Grandmother and Great Grandfather could be at our wedding. I started thinking about the little moments that we all wished our loved ones could see and this song came together so quickly that it just felt like it was meant to be. It was sent off and he liked it, then I didn't hear anything. I followed up and he acted like he had no idea what I was talking about. He asked me to send it again and I did, but he never opened the message so I took that as my sign that he wasn