Serious, stoic, powerful. Acoustic guitar thunders down with steady Serious, stoic, powerful. Acoustic guitar thunders down with steady kick drum rhythm, grizzled muddy electric guitar and harmonica create a fiery vibe. Percussion and clapping gives a sense of toiling in the hot sun. People on a chain gang or speeding through a desert in a car. Fried texture gives a cool, badass vibe. Searing harmonica @ 0'50 adds a passionate cry of desperation, followed up by powerful guitar solo.
Serious, stoic, powerful. Acoustic guitar thunders down with steady Serious, stoic, powerful. Acoustic guitar thunders down with steady kick drum rhythm, grizzled muddy electric guitar and harmonica create a fiery vibe. Percussion and clapping gives a sense of toiling in the hot sun. People on a chain gang or speeding through a desert in a car. Fried texture gives a cool, badass vibe. Searing harmonica at 00:50 adds a passionate cry of desperation, followed up by powerful guitar solo. Stripped back underscore version.
Cinematic acoustic rock. A call to embrace new love and enjoy the Cinematic acoustic rock. A call to embrace new love and enjoy the good times. Strong, upbeat, determined & with a pastoral touch. Vocals, acoustic guitar, drums & cinematic percussion. Suggested for lone highways, southern americana, road movie promos & rugged outdoors lifestyles.歌词
You and I we can’t deny There’s something in the air tonight Troubles aside and a little bit of wine and I bet we turn this day into night
So let’s go
Nothings gonna happen if we keep saying no
Pack your clothes and let’s hit the road
So let’s go! You miss all the shots you never take So let’s go! We can hop on this train it’s not too late We can hop on this train it leaves today
So will you come with me I’m gonna make it a secret getaway
I’m gonna get away
You and I we can’t deny There’s something in the air tonight Troubles aside and a little bit of wine and I bet we turn this day into night So let’s go Nothings gonna happen if we keep saying no Pack your clothes and let’s hit the road So let’s go! You miss all the shots you never take So let’s go! We can hop on this train it’s not too late We can hop on this train it leaves today So will you come with me I’m gonna make it a secret getaway I’m gonna get away
You and I we can’t deny There’s something in the air tonight Troubles aside and a little bit of wine and I bet we turn this day into night So let’s go Nothings gonna happen if we keep saying no Pack your clothes and let’s hit the road So let’s go! You miss all the shots you never take So let’s go! We can hop on this train it’s not too late We can hop on this train it leaves today So will you come with me I’m gonna make it a secret getaway I’m gonna get away
You and I we can’t deny There’s something in the air tonight Troubles aside and a little bit of wine and I bet we turn this day into night So let’s go Nothings gonna happen if we keep saying no Pack your clothes and let’s hit the road So let’s go! You miss all the shots you never take So let’s go! We can hop on this train it’s not too late We can hop on this train it leaves today So will you come with me I’m gonna make it a secret getaway I’m gonna get away
You and I we can’t deny There’s something in the air tonight Troubles aside and a little bit of wine and I bet we turn this day into night So let’s go Nothings gonna happen if we keep saying no Pack your clothes and let’s hit the road So let’s go! You miss all the shots you never take So let’s go! We can hop on this train it’s not too late We can hop on this train it leaves today So will you come with me I’m gonna make it a secret getaway I’m gonna get away
You and I we can’t deny There’s something in the air tonight Troubles aside and a little bit of wine and I bet we turn this day into night So let’s go Nothings gonna happen if we keep saying no Pack your clothes and let’s hit the road So let’s go! You miss all the shots you never take So let’s go! We can hop on this train it’s not too late We can hop on this train it leaves today So will you come with me I’m gonna make it a secret getaway I’m gonna get away
Cinematic acoustic rock. Fateful lyrics about imminent justice with Cinematic acoustic rock. Fateful lyrics about imminent justice with apocalyptic imagery. Self-assured, persevering, proud, collected & country-inspired. Singer, acoustic guitar, cinematic percussion. Suggested for biker characters, rural americana, contemporary western promos & gritty road movies.歌词
The Reckoning
Verse 1
Step by step the shadows crawl
Hear the whispers down the hall
You thought the dark forgot your name But every little sin still spends the same
Pre-Chorus 1
You can’t hide from what you’ve done Hell’s got a table setting just for one
Ain’t no savior comin’ through
Heaven’s gone and washed her hands of you
Chorus 1
This is the reckoning
Feel the fire, hear the death bell ring Come a cold judgment day and your Mama’s gonna beg for your angel’s wings Who’s gonna tell her - she’s praying in vain
Verse 2
Footsteps fall where the sinners lay Blood-red sun’s gonna burn away
You crowned your head with stolen gold The cold wind’s humming like a hymn of old
Breakdown
Roll, roll, roll away
Roll away son
Justice always gets her man You better run
Pre-Chorus 1
You can’t hide from what you’ve done
Hell has got a table setting just for one
Ain’t no savior comin’ through
Heaven’s gone and washed her hands of you
Chorus 2
This is the reckoning
Feel the fire, hear the death bell ring, oh no
Come a cold judgment day and your
Mama’s gonna beg for your angel’s wings
That good-hearted woman is gettin’ down on her knees But who’s gonna tell her - she’s praying in vain
The Reckoning Verse 1 Step by step the shadows crawl Hear the whispers down the hall You thought the dark forgot your name But every little sin still spends the same Pre-Chorus 1 You can’t hide from what you’ve done Hell’s got a table setting just for one Ain’t no savior comin’ through Heaven’s gone and washed her hands of you Chorus 1 This is the reckoning Feel the fire, hear the death bell ring Come a cold judgment day and your Mama’s gonna beg for your angel’s wings Who’s gonna tell her - she’s praying in vain Verse 2 Footsteps fall where the sinners lay Blood-red sun’s gonna burn away You crowned your head with stolen gold The cold wind’s humming like a hymn of old Breakdown Roll, roll, roll away Roll away son Justice always gets her man You better run Pre-Chorus 1 You can’t hide from what you’ve done Hell has got a table setting just for one Ain’t no savior comin’ through Heaven’s gone and washed her hands of you
Chorus 2 This is the reckoning Feel the fire, hear the death bell ring, oh no Come a cold judgment day and your Mama’s gonna beg for your angel’s wings That good-hearted woman is gettin’ down on her knees But who’s gonna tell her - she’s praying in vain
The Reckoning Verse 1 Step by step the shadows crawl Hear the whispers down the hall You thought the dark forgot your name But every little sin still spends the same Pre-Chorus 1 You can’t hide from what you’ve done Hell’s got a table setting just for one Ain’t no savior comin’ through Heaven’s gone and washed her hands of you Chorus 1 This is the reckoning Feel the fire, hear the death bell ring Come a cold judgment day and your Mama’s gonna beg for your angel’s wings Who’s gonna tell her - she’s praying in vain Verse 2 Footsteps fall where the sinners lay Blood-red sun’s gonna burn away You crowned your head with stolen gold The cold wind’s humming like a hymn of old Breakdown Roll, roll, roll away Roll away son Justice always gets her man You better run Pre-Chorus 1 You can’t hide from what you’ve done Hell has got a table setting just for one Ain’t no savior comin’ through Heaven’s gone and washed her hands of you
Chorus 2 This is the reckoning Feel the fire, hear the death bell ring, oh no Come a cold judgment day and your Mama’s gonna beg for your angel’s wings That good-hearted woman is gettin’ down on her knees But who’s gonna tell her - she’s praying in vain
The Reckoning Verse 1 Step by step the shadows crawl Hear the whispers down the hall You thought the dark forgot your name But every little sin still spends the same Pre-Chorus 1 You can’t hide from what you’ve done Hell’s got a table setting just for one Ain’t no savior comin’ through Heaven’s gone and washed her hands of you Chorus 1 This is the reckoning Feel the fire, hear the death bell ring Come a cold judgment day and your Mama’s gonna beg for your angel’s wings Who’s gonna tell her - she’s praying in vain Verse 2 Footsteps fall where the sinners lay Blood-red sun’s gonna burn away You crowned your head with stolen gold The cold wind’s humming like a hymn of old Breakdown Roll, roll, roll away Roll away son Justice always gets her man You better run Pre-Chorus 1 You can’t hide from what you’ve done Hell has got a table setting just for one Ain’t no savior comin’ through Heaven’s gone and washed her hands of you
Chorus 2 This is the reckoning Feel the fire, hear the death bell ring, oh no Come a cold judgment day and your Mama’s gonna beg for your angel’s wings That good-hearted woman is gettin’ down on her knees But who’s gonna tell her - she’s praying in vain
The Reckoning Verse 1 Step by step the shadows crawl Hear the whispers down the hall You thought the dark forgot your name But every little sin still spends the same Pre-Chorus 1 You can’t hide from what you’ve done Hell’s got a table setting just for one Ain’t no savior comin’ through Heaven’s gone and washed her hands of you Chorus 1 This is the reckoning Feel the fire, hear the death bell ring Come a cold judgment day and your Mama’s gonna beg for your angel’s wings Who’s gonna tell her - she’s praying in vain Verse 2 Footsteps fall where the sinners lay Blood-red sun’s gonna burn away You crowned your head with stolen gold The cold wind’s humming like a hymn of old Breakdown Roll, roll, roll away Roll away son Justice always gets her man You better run Pre-Chorus 1 You can’t hide from what you’ve done Hell has got a table setting just for one Ain’t no savior comin’ through Heaven’s gone and washed her hands of you
Chorus 2 This is the reckoning Feel the fire, hear the death bell ring, oh no Come a cold judgment day and your Mama’s gonna beg for your angel’s wings That good-hearted woman is gettin’ down on her knees But who’s gonna tell her - she’s praying in vain
The Reckoning Verse 1 Step by step the shadows crawl Hear the whispers down the hall You thought the dark forgot your name But every little sin still spends the same Pre-Chorus 1 You can’t hide from what you’ve done Hell’s got a table setting just for one Ain’t no savior comin’ through Heaven’s gone and washed her hands of you Chorus 1 This is the reckoning Feel the fire, hear the death bell ring Come a cold judgment day and your Mama’s gonna beg for your angel’s wings Who’s gonna tell her - she’s praying in vain Verse 2 Footsteps fall where the sinners lay Blood-red sun’s gonna burn away You crowned your head with stolen gold The cold wind’s humming like a hymn of old Breakdown Roll, roll, roll away Roll away son Justice always gets her man You better run Pre-Chorus 1 You can’t hide from what you’ve done Hell has got a table setting just for one Ain’t no savior comin’ through Heaven’s gone and washed her hands of you
Chorus 2 This is the reckoning Feel the fire, hear the death bell ring, oh no Come a cold judgment day and your Mama’s gonna beg for your angel’s wings That good-hearted woman is gettin’ down on her knees But who’s gonna tell her - she’s praying in vain
Energetic, fun, wild. Echoing guitar and harmonica offers a wistful Energetic, fun, wild. Echoing guitar and harmonica offers a wistful country vibe. Ghost towns in the deep south, traffic lights swaying in the breeze, deserted streets. Tempo picks up @ 0'20 as country strumming shuffles forward with pace. Screeching harmonica peels off like a freight train, spiky guitar gives a lively atmosphere. A dusty bar full of people drinking mugs of beer and enjoying themselves. Impassioned performances give a sense of good spirited rustic people.
Energetic, fun, wild. Echoing guitar and harmonica offers a wistful Energetic, fun, wild. Echoing guitar and harmonica offers a wistful vibe. Ghost towns in the deep south, traffic lights swaying in the breeze, deserted streets. Tempo picks up @ 0'20 as strumming shuffles forward with pace. Screeching harmonica peels off like a freight train, spiky guitar gives a lively atmosphere. A dusty bar full of people drinking mugs of beer and enjoying themselves. Impassioned performances give a sense of good spirited rustic people. Stripped back underscore version.
Fun, communal, rough. Simple rockabilly beat gives rise to dusty Fun, communal, rough. Simple rockabilly beat gives rise to dusty guitar tone and honky tonk piano at a fun brisk pace. A bar of local people having beers and causing a raucous atmosphere. Glissando piano throughout and organ at 01:35 gives a soulful edge to a good time. Impassioned band playing to a rough and ready audience.
Fun, communal, rough. Simple rockabilly beat gives rise to dusty Fun, communal, rough. Simple rockabilly beat gives rise to dusty guitar tone and honky tonk piano at a fun brisk pace. A bar of local people having beers and causing a raucous atmosphere. Impassioned band playing to a rough and ready audience. Stripped back underscore version.
Drunken, hot, laidback. Slow 12 bar blues guitar is swept up into Drunken, hot, laidback. Slow 12 bar blues guitar is swept up into subtle bluegrass rhythm. Harmonica gives an impassioned vibe as a slow but steady beat plays through. People drinking in the sun. Slower pace gives the sense of wellworn people. Old cowboy-types relaxing and putting their feet up. Saxophones start @ 1'15 with a droning melody giving a slurred vibe. People drinking beer and whisky.
Drunken, hot, laidback. Slow 12 bar blues guitar is swept up into Drunken, hot, laidback. Slow 12 bar blues guitar is swept up into subtle bluegrass rhythm. People drinking in the sun. Slower pace gives the sense of wellworn people. Old cowboy-types relaxing and putting their feet up. Saxophones start @ 1'15 with a droning melody giving a slurred vibe. People drinking beer and whisky. Stripped back underscore version.
New Jack Swing. 90s R'n'B. Groovy, bright, danceable & positive. Drum New Jack Swing. 90s R'n'B. Groovy, bright, danceable & positive. Drum machine, keyboard, bass, sax & sample. Suggested for fashion, dance, sport & teen culture in a 90s mood.
Southern Boogie-rock with deep blues roots. Intro with voice FX. Southern Boogie-rock with deep blues roots. Intro with voice FX. Driving, tense, without fuss & straight. Blues rock band.
Cinematic acoustic rock. A song evoking an inevitable confrontation, Cinematic acoustic rock. A song evoking an inevitable confrontation, a gamble against fate. Rustic, driving, catchy & full of bluesy attitude. Vocals, acoustic guitar, drums, emphatic cinematic percussion & claps. Bright finale @ 2'21. Suggested for dusty bars, rugged americana, southern road movies & biker chapters.歌词
Chips on the table
Verse 1
It looks like someone gone and called your number That man gonna hunt you down
It make no matter if you changed your colors Chips are gonna hit the ground
Verse 2
If you’re still standing when the dust is settled Good luck gonna come your way
So put a penny down on your way out
Saddle up with a twist of fate
Bridge 1
This the kinda place you don’t wanna owe favors Look for the man with the long black gun
The sun is coming up on your wager
Better hope the deal is done
Verse 3
Tracks in the rubble saying someone’s coming Cold steel on the midnight wind
And every secret you’ve been tryin’ to bury Gonna show itself again
Verse 4
If you’ve been gamblin’ on borrowed mercy Hope you got a heavy hand
’Cause when the reaper comes to cash your soul out There’s no love for a dead-man’s scam
Verse 5
Bootprints fading where the night grows thinner Gun smoke in the pale moonlight
They say everybody loves a winner
But they’re begging for a fight
Verse 6
Luck gets brittle when the cards start falling You crack like a desert bone
So pony up, fate is calling
Gonna mark your journey home
Bridge 2
Ooo - Ain’t nobody giving in
Ooo - Ain’t nobody backing down
Ooo - Ain’t nobody left they gun
When the last one folds and the call comes in Boy you better be fixin to run
Chips on the table Verse 1 It looks like someone gone and called your number That man gonna hunt you down It make no matter if you changed your colors Chips are gonna hit the ground Verse 2 If you’re still standing when the dust is settled Good luck gonna come your way So put a penny down on your way out Saddle up with a twist of fate Bridge 1 This the kinda place you don’t wanna owe favors Look for the man with the long black gun The sun is coming up on your wager Better hope the deal is done Verse 3 Tracks in the rubble saying someone’s coming Cold steel on the midnight wind And every secret you’ve been tryin’ to bury Gonna show itself again Verse 4 If you’ve been gamblin’ on borrowed mercy Hope you got a heavy hand ’Cause when the reaper comes to cash your soul out There’s no love for a dead-man’s scam Verse 5 Bootprints fading where the night grows thinner Gun smoke in the pale moonlight They say everybody loves a winner But they’re begging for a fight
Verse 6 Luck gets brittle when the cards start falling You crack like a desert bone So pony up, fate is calling Gonna mark your journey home Bridge 2 Ooo - Ain’t nobody giving in Ooo - Ain’t nobody backing down Ooo - Ain’t nobody left they gun When the last one folds and the call comes in Boy you better be fixin to run
Chips on the table Verse 1 It looks like someone gone and called your number That man gonna hunt you down It make no matter if you changed your colors Chips are gonna hit the ground Verse 2 If you’re still standing when the dust is settled Good luck gonna come your way So put a penny down on your way out Saddle up with a twist of fate Bridge 1 This the kinda place you don’t wanna owe favors Look for the man with the long black gun The sun is coming up on your wager Better hope the deal is done Verse 3 Tracks in the rubble saying someone’s coming Cold steel on the midnight wind And every secret you’ve been tryin’ to bury Gonna show itself again Verse 4 If you’ve been gamblin’ on borrowed mercy Hope you got a heavy hand ’Cause when the reaper comes to cash your soul out There’s no love for a dead-man’s scam Verse 5 Bootprints fading where the night grows thinner Gun smoke in the pale moonlight They say everybody loves a winner But they’re begging for a fight
Verse 6 Luck gets brittle when the cards start falling You crack like a desert bone So pony up, fate is calling Gonna mark your journey home Bridge 2 Ooo - Ain’t nobody giving in Ooo - Ain’t nobody backing down Ooo - Ain’t nobody left they gun When the last one folds and the call comes in Boy you better be fixin to run
Chips on the table Verse 1 It looks like someone gone and called your number That man gonna hunt you down It make no matter if you changed your colors Chips are gonna hit the ground Verse 2 If you’re still standing when the dust is settled Good luck gonna come your way So put a penny down on your way out Saddle up with a twist of fate Bridge 1 This the kinda place you don’t wanna owe favors Look for the man with the long black gun The sun is coming up on your wager Better hope the deal is done Verse 3 Tracks in the rubble saying someone’s coming Cold steel on the midnight wind And every secret you’ve been tryin’ to bury Gonna show itself again Verse 4 If you’ve been gamblin’ on borrowed mercy Hope you got a heavy hand ’Cause when the reaper comes to cash your soul out There’s no love for a dead-man’s scam Verse 5 Bootprints fading where the night grows thinner Gun smoke in the pale moonlight They say everybody loves a winner But they’re begging for a fight
Verse 6 Luck gets brittle when the cards start falling You crack like a desert bone So pony up, fate is calling Gonna mark your journey home Bridge 2 Ooo - Ain’t nobody giving in Ooo - Ain’t nobody backing down Ooo - Ain’t nobody left they gun When the last one folds and the call comes in Boy you better be fixin to run
Chips on the table Verse 1 It looks like someone gone and called your number That man gonna hunt you down It make no matter if you changed your colors Chips are gonna hit the ground Verse 2 If you’re still standing when the dust is settled Good luck gonna come your way So put a penny down on your way out Saddle up with a twist of fate Bridge 1 This the kinda place you don’t wanna owe favors Look for the man with the long black gun The sun is coming up on your wager Better hope the deal is done Verse 3 Tracks in the rubble saying someone’s coming Cold steel on the midnight wind And every secret you’ve been tryin’ to bury Gonna show itself again Verse 4 If you’ve been gamblin’ on borrowed mercy Hope you got a heavy hand ’Cause when the reaper comes to cash your soul out There’s no love for a dead-man’s scam Verse 5 Bootprints fading where the night grows thinner Gun smoke in the pale moonlight They say everybody loves a winner But they’re begging for a fight
Verse 6 Luck gets brittle when the cards start falling You crack like a desert bone So pony up, fate is calling Gonna mark your journey home Bridge 2 Ooo - Ain’t nobody giving in Ooo - Ain’t nobody backing down Ooo - Ain’t nobody left they gun When the last one folds and the call comes in Boy you better be fixin to run
Chips on the table Verse 1 It looks like someone gone and called your number That man gonna hunt you down It make no matter if you changed your colors Chips are gonna hit the ground Verse 2 If you’re still standing when the dust is settled Good luck gonna come your way So put a penny down on your way out Saddle up with a twist of fate Bridge 1 This the kinda place you don’t wanna owe favors Look for the man with the long black gun The sun is coming up on your wager Better hope the deal is done Verse 3 Tracks in the rubble saying someone’s coming Cold steel on the midnight wind And every secret you’ve been tryin’ to bury Gonna show itself again Verse 4 If you’ve been gamblin’ on borrowed mercy Hope you got a heavy hand ’Cause when the reaper comes to cash your soul out There’s no love for a dead-man’s scam Verse 5 Bootprints fading where the night grows thinner Gun smoke in the pale moonlight They say everybody loves a winner But they’re begging for a fight
Verse 6 Luck gets brittle when the cards start falling You crack like a desert bone So pony up, fate is calling Gonna mark your journey home Bridge 2 Ooo - Ain’t nobody giving in Ooo - Ain’t nobody backing down Ooo - Ain’t nobody left they gun When the last one folds and the call comes in Boy you better be fixin to run
Americana country pop trailer. Intro like a ballad with picking Americana country pop trailer. Intro like a ballad with picking guitar evolving @ 0'41 with decided beat & slide guitar. Break @ with humming @ 1'12. Climax beginning @ 1'50 with tense distorted guitar & heavy cinematic impacts. Humming back end. Suggested for road movie, horse riding & American rail road legend.
Country music / western swing. Lively, stirring & dancing. Electric Country music / western swing. Lively, stirring & dancing. Electric country guitar, fiddle, accordion & rhythm.
Sentimental country / western swing ballad. Touching & dreamy. Sentimental country / western swing ballad. Touching & dreamy. Fiddle, electric & pedal steel guitar.
Western swing with a zest of zydeco . Lighthearted, bouncing & Western swing with a zest of zydeco . Lighthearted, bouncing & optimistic. Accordion, piano, electric guitar & rhythm.
Country / western swing ballad. Tender, nostalgic & dreamy. Electric Country / western swing ballad. Tender, nostalgic & dreamy. Electric guitar, accordion, fiddle & rhythm.
Fiery, moaning, bluesy. Distorted electric guitar with heavy tremolo Fiery, moaning, bluesy. Distorted electric guitar with heavy tremolo plays out a country blues sequence, joined by booming drums. Overdriven harmonica and organ give an empowered rustic vibe. Large trains powering through desert towns and cities. People working hard, manual labour and oil rigs. Old Americana. Horns and guitar solo @ 1'40 offer a fiery vibe.
Fiery, moaning, bluesy. Distorted electric guitar with heavy tremolo Fiery, moaning, bluesy. Distorted electric guitar with heavy tremolo plays out a country blues sequence, joined by booming drums. Overdriven harmonica and organ give an empowered rustic vibe. Large trains powering through desert towns and cities. People working hard, manual labour and oil rigs. Old Americana. Noodling guitar solo at offers a fiery vibe. Stripped back underscore version.
Punk rock / Pop Punk. Energetic, bombastic & powerful guitar riffs, Punk rock / Pop Punk. Energetic, bombastic & powerful guitar riffs, massive rock drum & blasting female vocal hook. Explosive chorus @ 0'35. Lyrics about love & girl power. Trap beat @ 1'02. Perfect for teenage content, extreme sport, esport & fan of skate.歌词
An other message from you now I stopped to count I don't give a damn
I told you I left this town
Saying goodbye to the mess you put around
I guess I calm you down and now you realize
There's no chance you get me back
You were the one
Who let me down
Always fooling around
When I had my back turned
I was so blind by your pretty lies
Now I've wasted so much time and
I'm just over you Now that I'm gone
I'm your lost and found
How sad it sounds you wish
I wasn't done
I was living with a blindfold
Thinking that maybe you will change it all
But I was wrong you've hurt me all along
There was no chance for us to prolong
You keep knocking at my door
But baby you will never see me anymore
You were the one
Who let me down
Always fooling around
When I had my back turned
I was so blind by your pretty lies
Now I've wasted so much time and I'm just over you
