Coffman & Batey

Coffman & Batey

BandCountrySinger/Songwriter

Unlike most, we are STILL "country"!!!

Other Info

Cover band: 
No

Lyrics

I'm No Good When You're Gone

Written By: Dale Coffman & Johnathan Batey

~ I'm No Good When You're Gone ~

(1st verse)

These old calloused hands ain't just for workin'.
They're still good for holdin' you.
These old dusty boots, soles nearly worn clean through.
They're still good for a dance or two.
This hard headed man is finally listenin’.
I’ve made my share of mistakes.
This old guitar of mine, simple words and rhyme.
Explain what I can't seem to say.

(CHORUS)
I need you now, gotta change your mind somehow.
A man don’t need to be alone, girl pick up the phone.
I’m no good when you’re gone.

(2nd verse)

This old country boy ain’t much for hurtin’.
This empty bed was made for two.
This old heart of mine, torn apart a hundred times.
But it still beats for you.
This old telephone still good for talkin’ on.
You know I wish you hadn’t left.
Give me one more try to swallow all this pride.
'Cause it’s chokin’ me to death.

(CHORUS)
I need you now, gotta change your mind somehow.
A man don’t need to be alone, girl pick up the phone.
I’m no good when you’re gone.

--BRIDGE--

I'd write a thousand lines for you, if it would help your heart to mend.
But a song on a voice-mail, ain't the way it's supposed to end.

Pick up the phone, I’m no good when you’re gone.

2013 Copyright and lyrics by: Johnathan Batey and Shanon Dale Coffman.

I Was Yours, You Were Mine

Written By: Dale Coffman & Johnathan Batey

~ I Was Yours, You Were Mine ~

(1st verse)

Today I ran into you know who, said "How's life been treatin' you?"
"Was it ninety-three or was it ninety-two, we watched 'Bama beat the Hurricanes?"
She smiled said, "I been doin' OK, just bought mom and daddy's old place,
Better view, with a little more space, you know I've always loved Willow Lane."
Right there in the check-out line, those old memories started rollin’ through my mind.

(1st CHORUS)
It was football games and Home-comin' dances, first love and second chances.
It’s hard to believe just how fast time flies.
We were “Ropin’ the Wind” all night long and life was as easy as a country song.
Garth Brooks was “Shameless” and baby so was I.
Another place and another time, back when I was yours and you were mine.

(2nd verse)

Well I ain't gotta thang' to do, if it's all the same to you.
How 'bout we make some old thangs' new, I think it's worth another try.
We both know that life's unfair, and moments like these are way too rare.
If you don't mind then honey I don't care, to take you for a ride.
My heart nearly skipped a beat, there we were again back in my old Jeep.

(2nd CHORUS)
Talkin''bout football games and Home-comin' dances, first love and second chances.
It's hard to believe we ever said goodbye.
"Straight Out of the Box" and we were singin' along and life's still as easy as a country song. George Strait "Crossed his Heart" and baby so will I.
Another place and another time, baby I’ll be yours if you’ll be mine.

--BRIDGE--
I guess it's true that true love never dies.
I can see forever in your eyes.

(Lead ride)

Another place and another time, back when I was yours and you were mine.

2013 Copyright: written by Johnathan Batey and Dale Coffman.

Daddy For Christmas

Written By: Dale Coffman & Johnathan Batey

~ Daddy for Christmas ~

(1st verse)

It’s her first Christmas, since her Daddy’s been gone.
She’s still got her mama, but it don’t feel like home.
She don’t understand why he can’t be around.
But there’s 400 miles of snow on the ground.
She’ll open up gifts like she does ever' year.
But it won’t be the same, without Daddy here.

(CHORUS)
Santa can ya bring me my Daddy this year?
I‘ll give back my toys if he can be near.
It’s been so long since we’ve had him here.
Santa can ya bring me my Daddy this year?

(2nd verse)

So many years later with kids of her own.
Almost a year since her Daddy passed on.
As much as she hurts she knows he’s with the Lord.
She misses him so but her kids miss him more.
That Christmas eve she tucked her youngest away.
As she walked down the stairs she heard her little girl say.

(2nd CHORUS)
Santa can ya bring me my Grandpa this year?
I‘d give back my toys if he could be near.
It’s been so long since we’ve had him here.
Santa can ya bring me my Grandpa this year?

--BRIDGE--
She put a log on the fire and she climbed into bed.
With her little girl’s words still stuck in her head.
She prayed…

(FINAL CHORUS)
Jesus, take care of her Grandpa this year.
You needed him there, we're missin' him here.
Un-break her heart Lord, dry all her tears.
‘Cause Santa can’t bring her my Daddy this year.
Santa can’t bring us, my Daddy... this year.

2006 Copyright: written by Johnathan Batey and Dale Coffman.