Hillary Clinton - By Carroll Bryant

Living up to the assassination 

People are dancing on the grave

Caught up in this investigation 

Everyone is everybody's slave

You never mean the words you're saying

Speak no evil when you don't understand

Even atheists are down and praying 

President elect and we'll be damned

Sinner to sinner

Love the hate but hate the sin

Winner, winner, chicken dinner

Here we go again 

Smoke and mirrors trump the evidence 

Bitter pills are hard to taste 

Federal laws given no credence 

Attitudes can be easy to waste 

Sinner to sinner

Love the hate but hate the sin

Winner, winner, chicken dinner

Here we go again

Oh, you're so like him

Say his name 

Oh, just go away

You're so insane

Your life is the ultimate sin

 Living up to the procrastination 

Where socialism rules

Pulling the trigger on America's freedom

Laughing at your fools 

Sinner to sinner

Love the hate but hate the sin

Winner, winner, chicken dinner

Here we go again 

Sinner to sinner

Love the hate but hate the sin

Winner, winner, chicken dinner

Here we go again 

Truth is this much

 
 

Secrets Of My Songs #12 (Simple Life)

This song has some truth and some fiction in it. The truth is, I got the inspiration for it after eating supper with my parents one summer evening at the lake house back around 2005 or so. They lived in Pike County at the time (Lake White) while I lived in Chillicothe and was working part-time with Goodwill Industries. I wanted to do something for the community before I retired and working for Goodwill was a good way to help the community. I drove mentally disabled adults to their jobs and back home. I also drove elderly and other disabled people to their hospital appointments and or to do personal shopping. I made a lot of friends in that job but once I called it quits on working "real" jobs, I relocated to Piketon to be closer to my mom and stepdad. Then about two years later, they moved back to Chillicothe. "Hey, what's the big deal?" I never have gone hunting. Never owned a coon dog. And I don't really have "Christian faith". That would be the fiction part. I do listen to Patsy Cline. I did drive route 5 for my Goodwill job, however, it wasn't called state route 105, but state route 104.

 

 

 







Nobody Told Me - By Carroll Bryant

 

  

Nobody told me

That you were so lonely

Waiting to love me

Saying you need me

Oh, baby, if only

 

Nobody saw me

A love just like the sea

So big that you can't even see

Oh, baby, if only

 

If only

 

I feel it as it comes slamming down

Right into the ground

But there's no sound at all

Just another star that falls

 

I know it when you know what's going around

And you can't be found

Nowhere or there at all

Everything is done

Everyone is gone

Now do you believe me?

 

Nobody told me

Nobody told me

Nobody told me

 

I feel it as it comes slamming down

Right into the ground

But there's no sound at all

Just another star that falls

 

I know it when you know what's going around

And you can't be found

Nowhere or there at all

Everything is done

Everyone is gone

Now do you believe me?

 

Nobody told me

That you were so lonely

Waiting to love me

Saying you need me

Oh, baby, if only

 

If only

 

Nobody told me