The Blog is Back!!

You read right! The Just Keep Writing frenzy has returned. Well, it's not much of a frenzy, but it has officially returned. I know I really let this blog (and myself) down over the past few years about I am ready to hit the ground running.

I wrote this song a little over a year ago when the "life's about bonfire's, tailgates, and country girls" wave seemed to really hit. I decided to jump on the bandwagon with this little tune. I hung onto it for a while while various people listened to it to see if it got any bites. It even got me on NSAI's "ones to watch" list. The reason that I love this one so much (other than the fact that it's dirty) is because it's one of the few fun songs I've written. Usually I write either super angry or super depressing songs, so this was a breath of fresh air. Hopefully I can write a couple more like this!

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Southern Style
© 2012 Chelsey Sears

I like to do it in the dirt on a Friday night

At the end of a gravel road

So won’t you pick me up and drive me down

Through a honeysuckle grove

With a cooler of miller light, tucked in the bed

If you’re lookin’ for a piece of heaven, it’s ‘bout as close as you can get

It’s half a dozen pickup trucks parked ‘round a ten foot flame

And twice as many country girls barefoot in the clay

Don’t be surprised if things get a little wild

‘Cause ‘round here when we party, we do it southern style

keep a fishin’ pole and tackle box

Behind the seat

In case we decide to take it

Down to the creek

If you’re really lucky and the fish refuse to bite

Us girls will hit the water, it’s just a matter of time

It’s half a dozen pickup trucks parked ‘round a ten foot flame

And twice as many country girls barefoot in the clay

Don’t be surprised if things get a little wild

‘Cause ‘round here when we party, we do it southern style

We do it in the backwoods, do it on the farm

Do it clear up ‘til the crack of dawn

It’s not just a rowdy night, it’s a way of life

It’s half a dozen pickup trucks parked ‘round a ten foot flame

And twice as many country girls barefoot in the clay

Don’t be surprised if things get a little wild

‘Cause ‘round here when we party

It’s half a dozen pickup trucks parked ‘round a ten foot flame

And twice as many country girls barefoot in the clay

Don’t be surprised if things get a little wild

‘Cause ‘round here when we party, we do it southern style