LISA LAMBERT

LISA LAMBERT

Dennis, Mississippi, USA
BandCountrySinger/Songwriter

Blending Folk & Country with a dash of Blues & Bluegrass. Written with humor & heart & performed with an intimate tone...Lisa's songs are unforgettable. Music & lyrics paint vivid pictures...perfect evening with friends.
Singer-Songwriter bookings made as a Solo or Duo act (Lisa on Guitar and Scott Nunley on Bass)
THE LISA LAMBERT BAND adds veteran musicians Lynn Grissom on banjo and Nolan Wells on dobro. The full band performs a mix of originals and covers in their HILLBILLY BLUES STYLE.

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Biography

Lisa Lambert has been playing music most of her life. .

For 5 years, she was the leader and driving force behind one of the most popular bluegrass bands in Mississippi. Together, they performed over 100 venues a year throughout the Mid-South Region.

She is a featured artist on the MISSISSIPPI ARTIST ROSTER provided by the Mississippi Arts Commission.

Her music has been the subject of numerous radio & newspaper articles.

She was interviewed for a documentary sponsored by the Smithsonian Institute WOMEN OF AMERICANA MUSIC

NOW

Her focus is on ORIGINAL MUSIC she writes with husband, SCOTT NUNLEY

The couple describes their music as AMERICANA and HILLBILLY BLUES.

In February 2013, she released her first SOLO album project COME ON HOME - Song and Stories from Tishomingo County.

This artist may be booked as a SOLO Act or DUO (with Scott Nunley) for Singer-Songwriter events and intimate gatherings \

OR

THE LISA LAMBERT BAND is available larger events.  The full band includes LISA LAMBERT on guitar, SCOTT NUNLEY on bass, LYNN GRISSOM on banjo and NOLAN WELLS on dobro.  The band performs a mix of ORIGINAL and TRADITIONAL numbers in their HILLBILLY BLUES STYLE.  (Bluegrass with SOUL)



Lyrics

Lipstick In Bed

Written By: Lisa Lambert Nunley (Lisa Lambert) - BMI

She brushes back her long dark hair….slips on her best night gown
Sweet perfume drifts thru the air, the lights are all turned down
Her work is done, the kids have all laid down their sleepy heads
TONIGHT she’s gonna wear, his favorite lipstick in bed

Chorus:
Lipstick in bed, that’s what I said
Not a shy pale pink, but a deep crimson red
And when the morning comes, they smile at things unsaid
Their little secret, lipstick in bed!

He wakes up with the girl he loves, in his warm embrace
The sun is only half as bright, as the smile on his face
He steals a kiss and hugs her tight, while the kids are being fed
LAST NIGHT their mama wore, his favorite lipstick in bed

Chorus:
Lipstick in bed, that’s what I said
Not a shy pale pink, but a deep crimson red
And when the morning comes, they smile at things unsaid
Their little secret, lipstick in bed!

Lipstick in bed, that’s what I said
Not a shy, pale pink, but a deep crimson red…and
On some distant morning, when silver crowns their heads
They’ll smile and remember, lipstick in bed!

Ahhh, she’ll still be wearing….lipstick in bed
- See more at: http://lisalambertmusic.net/come_on_home_lyrics__music_samples/#sthash.BNcdnILS.dpuf

Eighty Trips Around The Sun

Written By: Scott Nunley & Lisa Lambert (Copyright 2008)

Intro -
THE FAMILY WAS GATHERED ROUND HIS BEDSIDE
THE PREACHER AND HIS FRIENDS WERE STANDING BY
HE WAS IN THE ONLY HOUSE HE’D EVER LIVED IN
THEY ALL KNEW THEIR OLD FRIEND WAS GONNA DIE

HE RAISED HIS HEAD AND SPOKE TO THOSE WHO LOVED HIM
DON’T CRY FOR ME, I KNOW MY RACE IS RUN
‘CAUSE, I’VE DONE SOMETHING NONE OF YOU HAVE DONE YET
I’VE MADE…EIGHTY TRIPS AROUND THE SUN

I’VE SEEN EVERY PLACE THAT IS WORTH SEEING
I’VE LAUGHED AND CRIED WITH EACH AND EVERYONE
AND, I’VE DONE SOMETHING NONE OF YOU HAVE DONE YET
I’VE MADE…EIGHTY TRIPS AROUND THE SUN

HE SAID, DON’T WASTE A DAY THERE AIN’T TOO MANY
LEAVE THE WORLD A BETTER PLACE, WHEN YOU’RE DONE
‘CAUSE, I’VE DONE SOMETHING NONE OF YOU HAVE DONE YET
I’VE MADE…EIGHTY TRIPS AROUND THE SUN
I’VE MADE…EIGHTY TRIPS AROUND THE SUN

Freedom

Written By: Lisa Lambert Nunley (Lisa Lambert) - June 27, 2010 - BMI

Well I was eight and he was seventy two -- His hair was white and his eyes were blue
And I was proud to call him… my “Old Friend”
It was the Fourth of July, in our little town--And a big parade, was coming down
The street ---- flags waving…. in the wind.

CHORUS:
And he said, Freedom…is never free
A lot of people have paid the price…even me
And we stood there, with our heads held high
He saluted as the flag passed by
And softly cried….Freedom, isn’t free.

He had fought, in World War I -- Lost a lot of friends, before the battles were done
And he’d come back home, to his wife, and family
World War II, took his only son -- But he was proud, of what the boy had done
Kept a picture in his wallet, and he showed it to me

Repeat CHORUS:

Now every year on the Fourth of July -- I recall my old friend with a tear in my eye
I can see him in that old uniform…standing straight and tall
I remember how I felt when he held my hand -- how he taught me what it means to love this land
And the price others pay….when this country calls

LAST CHORUS:
And, Freedom…is never free
A lot of people have paid the price…for you and me
Now, I stand there with my head held high –
Brush a tear away as the flag passes by
And remember, Freedom….. isn’t free.
I remember, Freedom…isn’t free.

Daddy's Home

Written By: Lisa Lambert Nunley (Lisa Lambert) & Scott Nunley - BMI

Well, Mama is a waitress in a local café
She works nights & weekends, & cleans houses by day
Daddy is a trucker, spends his weeks on the road
Mama says “he ain’t a bad man, he just totes a heavy load”
And we can’t help but tremble when he walks thru the door,
Won’t somebody help us we can’t take it any more

And every weekend, the neighbors pull their shades
Turn their radios up high & look the other way…. When Daddy’s home.

While Mama’s at work, we take care of ourselves
Bonnie’s only 8, but Tom’s 10, & I’m 12
When Daddy gets home, we do our best to be quiet
‘cause when Daddy gets mad, there’s gonna be an awful fight
And we can’t tell nobody ‘bout the things that go on When Daddy’s home

And every weekend, the neighbors pull their shades
Turn their radios up high & look the other way…. When Daddy’s home.

I found Daddy’s gun, laying on the closet shelf
I picked it up & prayed, God help me do this by myself
The shot rang out light thunder, Lightning flashed across the room
He fell against the table -NOBODY moved
As the tears ran down my face I breathed a sigh of relief
Maybe now our little home can have a little peace

Well, the neighbors knew what happened that night
But they swore it was an accident and the sheriff said, that’s right
Now, DADDY’S GONE….Now, DADDY’S GONE….Yeah, DADDY’S
- See more at: http://www.lisalambertmusic.net/come_on_home_lyrics__music_samples/#sthash.mHpB9Dpx.dpuf

Willing to Love Again

Written By: Lisa Lambert and Scott Nunley

Minutes turn to hours, hours turn to days
My heart keeps ticking louder, as love slips away
I’m searching for the answers, trying to see the light
Dreaming of second chances, helps me make it thru the night

CHORUS:
But I’m broken, I’m crying
Oh God, sometimes I feel like dying
And I’m lonesome, I’m weary
Screaming when no one is near to hear me.
Yeah, I’m broken, but I’m still willing to love again

Inside a battle rages, deep within my soul
I keep trying to turn the pages, I need to take control
It’s time to close this chapter, start another book
Stop turning back to the past, for just one last look

CHORUS:
But I’m broken, I’m crying
Oh God, sometimes I feel like dying
And I’m lonesome, I’m weary
Screaming when no one is near to hear me.
Yeah, I’m broken, but I’m still willing to love again

BRIDGE:
They say only time can heal a broken heart
And I know that it’s true,
I’ve done my time, now I’m ready to start
Looking for someone who can love me, too.

LAST CHORUS:
I’ve been broken, I’ve been crying
Sometimes, I’ve even felt like dying
I’ve been lonesome, I’ve been weary
Screaming when no one was near to hear me.
I’ve been broken, but I’m still willing to love again

TAGG:
I’m still willing to love again
I'm willing to love again

Discography

GOSPEL SONGS FROM THE MISSISSIPPI HILLS
BLUES SONGS FROM THE MISSISSIPPI HILLS
YOUNG AGAIN!
COME ON HOME - Songs and Stories from Tishomingo County

Come On Home - streaming & regional FM
My Fisherman and Me - streaming & regional FM
Lipstick In Bed - streaming & regional FM
Eighty Trips Around the Sun - streaming & regional FM
Daddy's Home - streaming & regional FM
Tishomingo Blues - national airplay
Fishing Blues - national airplay
Blues Songs From The Mississippi Hills - national / local / and internet airplay
Gospel Songs From The Mississippi Hills - local & internet airplay
YOUNG AGAIN! - national / local & internet airplay

Set List

Sets vary according to venue. Typically 45 minutes - 1-1/2 hour.

Play list generally contains a few gospel numbers, but that may change. We can perform an entire gospel sets or entire non-gospel sets....depending on venue. All sets include standards as well as original compositions.

A mixture of Original Songs as well as covers, with the focus shifting more and more toward original compositions. Genres include Country, Americana, Gospel, Bluegrass, and Singer/Songwriter. Current repertoire includes over 250 songs....so the performance list can get extensive.