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Country Pie

by Kyle O'Brien

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Dave Berry I love how this weaves from country story teller to bluegrass with a little flash of jazz. Pickardy is a sweet little ditty showing off Kyle's fiddle and mandolin skills. Favorite track: Pickardy.
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1.
Honey Bee 02:58
Come on baby won’t you talk to me Come hold my hand, take a walk with me Be my honey, be my little girl I’ll love you if your hair turns curly even if your nose gets runny Be my honey, be my little girl When the moon is on my mind and the sun it just won’t shine Won’t you walk and spend some time with me We can take the mountain pass and sip upon my flask Stare up at the trees and you might see Even if you run out of money I will still call you my honey Be my honey, be my little girl We’ll be listening to Lynyrd Skynyrd In my truck on the way to dinner Be my honey, be my little girl In the country here at last drinking whiskey smoking grass when you wake up you will be right here with me So think a tender thought, as you look up through the pines There’s not a thing I can’t be when I’m with you So come on baby won’t you talk to me Come hold my hand and take a walk with me Be my honey, be my little girl And if you see my hair looks funny just fix it up and call me honey Be my honey, be my little girl Come on baby won’t you talk to me Come hold my hand and take a walk with me Be my honey be my little girl We’ll be listening to Lynyrd Skynyrd In my truck on the way to dinner Be my honey be my little girl Be my honey be my little girl Be my, be my, be my little bee
2.
It's a slippery slope to the bottom of a beer glass And I seem to slip a little more each time I'm not drinking because I'm thinking of you, I’m drinking just to keep you off my mind Each morning, I tell myself I'm happy Each afternoon, I tell myself I tried Each evening, I'm reaching for the bottle Just one more sip to keep time on my side It's a slippery slope to the bottom of a beer glass And I seem to slip a little more each time I'm not drinking because I'm thinking of you, I’m drinking just to keep you off my mind And the barman, he tells me he ain't lonely After all I do keep him company I see him every evening until closing time When I'm slipping down the slope inside my mind It's a slippery slope to the bottom of a beer glass And I seem to slip a little more each time I'm not drinking because I'm thinking of you, I’m drinking just to keep you off my mind A perfect man, I’ve never claimed to be It’s hard to be, for good old me Up the long and windy road to happiness there’s a slippery slope to the bottom of a beer glass This is a song that I wrote about the bottom of a beer glass and I seem to sip a little more each time I’m not drinking because I’m thinking of you I’m drinking just to keep you If only I could keep you I’m drinking just to keep you off my mind
3.
Good Old Me 03:07
We planned to be we'd on the first day of spring, together I hoped we’d always be But on that fateful day, she up and ran away So I made vows to myself now don't you see I vowed to be faithful, I vowed to be true, to love myself everyday Now I'm still all alone but happy in my home ‘Cause I spend every day with good old me Good old me Good old me Yay, I get to play with good old me First thing in the morning till I tuck myself in bed I spend every day with good old me Down at my favorite restaurant, the place I always go I order up my favorite dish, it's like I always know sometimes I treat myself to a night on the town and up till now I've never let me down Good old me Good old me I always split the check with good old me first thing in the morning till I took myself in bed I spend every day with good old me Just the other evening, a night of comedy Is always nice to share a laugh with good old me I think to myself, boy I'm nice to be around Wouldn't it be nice to settle down With good old me Good old me Partner for life that's good old me We've been through thick and thin And I'll be there till the end It's a brand-new day with good old me
4.
Pickardy 03:47
5.
The Fighter 04:36
My name is Jessie Sullivan, I live up over the hill I ain’t taking *** from no man, I guess I never will I’ll kick your ass, and I’ll beat you down it happens all the time and if you see a pretty girl, you can bet that girl is mine I grew up in this crummy town, and I’ll probably die here too as for learning kindness, that’s something I’ll never do I’ll fight you with my left fist, and I’ll fight you with my right and if we’re rolling on the ground I’ll scratch, and I will bite 'Cause I’m a fighter, fighting every day I’m a fighter, fighting’s my only way yeah, I’m a fighter, fighting everyday I’m a fighter, fighting’s my only way Hello there Jessie Sullivan, I’ve seen you over the hill my name is Richard Brown, but you can call me uncle Bill I like the way you fight son, it’s something you can do but can you see the money that is right in front of you I know big men who will pay big dollars, just to see you fight I can tell you got the talent, I’ll make you rich boy, overnight Jessie didn’t take too long, to go with uncle Bill and if you don’t know how this story ends, very soon you will 'Cause I’m a fighter, fighting every day I’m a fighter, fighting’s my only way yeah, I’m a fighter, fighting everyday I’m a fighter, fighting’s my only way well Jessie Sullivan and uncle Bill they began to travel around and Jessie wore his knuckles, bloody raw in every town men began to fear him, no-one could go the rounds until one day the Russian said he’d take our fighter down a back of rock, chest of steel and arms of dynamite few had seen him speak, but it was clear the man could fight our young lad Jessie Sullivan was about to meet his match but he never had an appetite for Stalinistic trash 'Cause I’m a fighter, fighting every day I’m a fighter, fighting’s my only way yeah, I’m a fighter, fighting everyday I’m a fighter, fighting’s my only way The fight was rough, the fight was dirty, blood was everywhere men, women, children saw it.. The whole damn town was there Jessie’s nose was broken, he was outweighed by 30 pounds but he knocked that *********** down in 13 bloody rounds When the fight was over, Jessie dragged himself on down to bed that’s when the Russian snuck in, and blew off Jessie’s head this story is for the fighters that will fight but never win but just like Jesse Sullivan, keep fighting till the end You're a fighter (fighter) fighting every day You're a fighter (fighter) fighting's your only way You're a fighter (fighter) fighting everyday You're a fighter (fighter) fighting’s your only way Fighting's your only way,.. HEY!
6.
There’s a fox in the henhouse, run run run You let go the dogs and grab your gun He’s got one by the neck and on the run run run Sounds like a ruckus if I ever heard one You were sleeping so sweet in your feather bed But you’ll have to get up and run instead ‘Cause a fox has crossed your defenses And he’s making out with all the hens There’s a fox in the henhouse, run run run You let go the dogs and grab your gun He’s got one by the neck and on the run run run Sounds like a ruckus if I ever heard one He’s got a nice coat and a bushy tail You can chase him way on down the trail But the fox don’t care, he’s on his way And you’re gonna have to let it go someday There’s a fox in the henhouse, run run run You let go the dogs and grab your gun He’s got one by the neck and on the run run run Sounds like a ruckus if I ever heard one
7.
Heading up North with two-hundred head Working for a boss who’s better off dead Push us so hard it’s a hell of a plight From the break of day until stars at night Riding in the saddle till I’m bone raw Haven’t been paid since way last fall Staring at the bank it runs through my head How’s a poor boy to live, when he has no bread Wish I was tougher, wish I was rougher, Wish I had a gun I would make a man suffer You grab the cash I got your cover Think I got a plan to get us out of here brother It’s a goddamn sin, the position we’re in treated like dogs never treated like men well I’m making a stand with a gun in my hand it’s a desperate plan but I think I can Holding us down, always pushin’ you round’ can't smoke away the ache in my head poundin’ you say I’m outta my mind, I say we’re out of time this is no joke, I’m so broke, I might have to hurt someone Wish I was tougher, wish I was rougher, Wish I had a gun I would make a man suffer You grab the cash I got your cover Think I got a plan to get us out of here brother We were doing alright second bank for the night a do good Johnny thought he’d put up a fight I fought back and you ran, shit hit the fan this ain’t part of the plan, I got blood on my hands Hunkering down, just out of town gonna die soon if I don’t stop the bleedin’ mud on the ground, I’m prison bound, I still hear the sound of another man screamin’ Wish I was rougher, wish I was tougher, Wish I had a gun I would make a man suffer You grab the cash I got your cover Think I got a plan to get us out of here brother
8.
Country Pie 02:05
She's my country pie Sweet as a cherry, and I'll tell you why She's the apple of my eye Slice me a piece of that country pie Whenever I'm down Whenever I'm blue My little honey bee knows what to do We go get some berries And pecans too Make us some pie for two She's my country pie Sweet as a cherry and I'll tell you why She's the apple of my eye Slice me a piece of that country pie We don't got a lotta doah But enough to make Some pumpkin pie like a piece of cake We don't want it too cheesy We use almond butter I think it tastes even better She's my country pie Sweet as a cherry and I'll tell you why She's the apple of my eye Slice me a piece of that country pie The Hardest part is when it's in the oven But that makes some time for a little lovin' After I do the dishes She gives me some kisses And then serves that.... She's my country pie Sweet as a cherry and I'll tell you why She's the apple of my eye Slice me a piece of that country pie
9.
And I don’t know where I’m going I can’t remember where I’ve been I’m a million miles from home now Where to begin I’m a rolling stoner, and I’ll soon be a goner I’m just singing this song, before rolling one I’m a rolling stoner, and I’ll soon be a goner I’m just singing this song, before rolling… and lighting one Woah, there’s people looking at me and they’re calling out my name They want to know what I believe in Kyle, Is it the money or the fame? No, I’m a rolling stoner, and I’ll soon be a goner I’m just singing this song, before rolling one I’m a rolling stoner, and I’ll soon be a goner I’m just singing this song, before rolling… and lighting one And this fiddle that I’m playing It’s rolling stoned too And its singing right back at me I think it’s got the blues It’s rolling stoned, it’ll soon be gone It’s just singing this song, before rolling one I’m a rolling stoner, and I’ll soon be a goner I’m just singing this song, before rolling Yeah I’m a rolling stoner, and I’ll soon be a goner I’m just singing this song before rolling on I’m a rolling stoner I’ll soon be a goner I’m just singing this song before rolling .. rolling up… Rolling up a big one and lightin’ ...Yeah
10.
Across the bridge and down the road, about once a month, or so it's told People come from all around, to hear us make that old time sound Hey everyone, it’s Saturday night now's the time to do wrong, right Drink some cider through a straw Tear one up and have a ball I’m looking for a good time old time, baby that’s what I need I’m looking for a good time, old time a good time yes indeed I’m looking for a good time old time, makes me feel alright I’m looking for a good time old time, it’s a good time here tonight Over by the bar that’s Uncle Pen, you know he’ll scratch and moan all day But Let him fill his drink up son, tonight I think he’s here to play Rosin up your fiddle bow, pass the flask around now son Pick a tune that we all know, make that old time sound huuuuuum I’m looking for a good time old time, baby that’s what I need I’m looking for a good time, old time a good time yes indeed I’m looking for a good time old time, makes me feel alright I’m looking for a good time old time, it’s a good time here tonight Hey there’s little miss Suzy, momma always calls her boozy She can dance and she can sing, she can make that guitar ring She don’t always act lady but I love her biscuits and gravy Give her a wave and just maybe, she’ll come over and dance with us I’m looking for a good time old time, baby that’s what I need I’m looking for a good time, old time a good time yes indeed I’m looking for a good time old time, makes me feel alright I’m looking for a good time old time, it’s a good time here tonight

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released April 22, 2022

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Kyle O'Brien Colorado

Kyle O’Brien is a life-long musician - growing up in a touring family band, Kyle developed a keen musical talent. He has since toured & recorded with bands such as the Earl Brothers, the Henhouse Prowlers and The Wrecklunds. Kyle has traveled the world to teach workshops on folk, bluegrass & country music as a cultural ambassador for the State Department. Solo-album, Country Pie, is out now! ... more

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