May Songwriting Challenge- Day 22: Country Enough

Okay, I’m on the struggle bus folks. Boy will I have some reflecting to post about on June 1^st! This challenge has been fun, humbling, and frustrating as ever! I’m now eight days behind so, once more, I’m trying to play catch up. I decided to try something a little different today though, seeking refuge in the local Starbucks for a change of scenery. When I was in grad school it was always easier to work on assignments at Starbucks so hopefully writing will come easier here too!

I’ve got a love-hate relationship with the next one. I like my hook alright, but it’s not quite where I want it to be, so this one will definitely get a re-write eventually.

Country Enough

© 2018 Chelsey Sears

V1:

This might be your first rodeo

Your first pair of boots

There may not be an ounce of backwoods

Growing in your roots

You may not know the lyrics

To the songs in our line up

But deep down, if you feel it

That’s country enough

CH:

Singing “Hell Yeah” with a miller lite

Dancin’ until you find

That empty spot inside your soul

Use the pedal steel and fiddle to fill the hole

So let it loose, join right in

With all our closest friends

If you’re ready to party with us

That’s country enough

V2:

Even if this show tonight

Is that new pearl snap’s last time

Out of your black-tie closet

If the only reason that you bought it

Was to fit in, try something new

Impress a woman you love

Or to hang out with a different crew

Man, that’s still country enough

CH:

Singing “Hell Yeah” with a miller lite

Dancin’ until you find

That empty spot inside your soul

Use the pedal steel and fiddle to fill the hole

So let it loose, join right in

With all our closest friends

If you’re ready to party with us

That’s country enough

BR:

No you don’t need to own a tractor

Don’t need to drive a truck

If a good time’s what you’re after

That’s country enough

CH:

Singing “Hell Yeah” with a miller lite

Dancin’ until you find

That empty spot inside your soul

Use the pedal steel and fiddle to fill the hole

So let it loose, join right in

With all our closest friends

Who came here to party with us

That’s country enough