Miche & Tammy Martin, Songwriters

Miche & Tammy Martin, Songwriters

 Regina, Saskatchewan, CAN
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Way Down

Written By: Miche Martin & Tammy Martin

WAY DOWN

Way down, there’s a place that I go
Whenever I feel like I’m in this alone
Took me some time to find my way there
Wasted my days going nowhere
Not knowing myself
But I know it’s me way down

Feel strong, standing here with myself
Not looking for any outside help
Used to need a shoulder to cry on
Whenever I did myself wrong
Now I look inside
And I trust myself to be strong

BRIDGE: I found a soft place to land
Now I can let go
No fear of falling on my way down

Deep down, my heart is wide open
Answers are found and silence is golden
Ask for all that I need
Knowing it’s mine to receive
That’s what I get
Each time I dig deep down

REPEAT BRIDGE

Way down (x 2)
I know it’s me
I know that it's me
Way down (x 3)
I trust myself to be strong
Way, way, way down

Miche & Tammy Martin © 2008
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You, Me and Mr. Daniels

Written By: Miche Martin & Tammy Martin

YOU ME AND MR. DANIELS

You and me baby, how ‘bout that
Get a little crazy on a bottle of Jack
Forget about the “Bad Moon on the Rise”
Let’s leave the world behind tonight
And drown away the blues
Just you, me and Mr. Daniels
What do we got to lose? (x 2)

We got no more nine to five
I got a shoulder you can cry on
You can give me a little comfort too
They’re shuttin’ down the factory
Heard the news today
Let’s go and tell Mr. Daniels
He’ll know what to say (x 2)

BRIDGE: We don’t have to worry ‘bout tomorrow
Tonight is all we need to get by
Ain’t no other jobs, no other place to go
Right here with Mr. Daniels
We’ll get high, high, high

Let them take my Cadillac
The bank can have the mortgage back
We’ll get used to livin’ like we used to do
Dreamin’ big, tryin’ hard, runnin’ out of luck
Let’s raise a glass to Mr. Daniels
And just say what the…
Hell are we doing here
Lyin’ on the floor
Let’s blame it all on Mr. Daniels
Like we done before
You, me and Mr. Daniels
Like we done before

Miche & Tammy Martin © 2009
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Sitting on a Hill

Written By: Miche Martin

SITTING ON A HILL

Sitting on a hill, soaking up the breeze
Six-string flat-top ringing through the trees
Singing every country song he knew
She's his girl, number one fan
Harmony or two whenever she can
A lazy Sunday afternoon
Folks come 'round, sit right down
Listen to the lovebirds croon
Nothing but time to kill
Sitting on a hill

Little white church, sitting on a hill
Joyful sound of wedding bells
Been planning this ever since high school
Preacher says, "time to say your vows"
They ask him right out loud
"Can we sing them together with a little tune?"
Kiss the bride, Mama's cry
Happiest day in June
Never felt love so real
Sitting on a hill

BRIDGE: Sitting on a porch, up on a hill
Loving every day of this life they built
Twin girls singing in the middle
With Mom and Dad, brother on the fiddle

Three grown children sitting on a hill
Each one knows how the other one feels
Home sweet home once a year
Their voices rise to the sky
Songs instead of tears
Two white crosses, together still
Sitting on a hill

Miche & Tammy Martin © July 2010
2776 Atkinson St. Regina, SK Canada S4N 3Y3
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Payback Time

Written By: Miche Martin

PAYBACK TIME

Gonna make my life worth living
Before I’m old and grey
Done with taking, now I’m giving
Everyday is Judgment Day
The woman in my life
Ain’t been worthy of her love
The children that she gave me
I do not know them near enough
Now I’ve had it with the bars and the bottle
And all of my reckless troubled ways
And wasted days

CHORUS: So goodbye whiskey
Goodbye wine
And all you so-called friends of mine
I’m working on a better plan
I’m gonna be a 12-step man
Give more love, be more kind
To those I used to leave behind
Salvage my soul, walk a straighter line
‘Cause it’s payback time

Must have been the Lord who saved me
When I’d drive or stagger home each night
Or His angels right there beside me
To get me through them bar-room fights
My life was going nowhere
But I still had a place to go
That’s my faithful family
Why they stayed, I’ll never know
So I’ll make them a pledge and a promise
At Bill W.’s every Tuesday night
Until I get it right

So goodbye whiskey, goodbye wine
And all you so called friends of mine

BRIDGE: To everybody I hurt
Payback time
For losing my self worth
Payback time
I’m gonna pay back all that I owe
With a clean sober mind and a heart of gold
And I’m growing old

REPEAT CHORUS

Miche Martin © March 2004
2776 Atkinson St. Regina, SK Canada S4N 3Y3
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Good Girl Bad

Written By: Miche Martin

GOOD GIRL BAD

Used to get all pumped up for Ladie’s Night
Girls gone wild at Teaser’s Bar
Thought I was livin’ the life
That was all fun at twenty-one
But now I’m a little bit older
Never thought I’d be lookin’ for a full-time lover

CHORUS:
I need a good girl bad
Nothin’ like the ones I’ve had
Done the clubs
Now I’m ready for some real love
I ain’t talkin’ ‘bout a one night stand
I need a good girl bad

Never took a woman for a walk on a moonlit beach
Used to think that was so cliché
Now I’m seein’ it in my dreams
Holdin’ hands, lyin’ in the sand
Talkin’ all about our future
Tellin’ her baby, “you’re gonna make a real fine mother”

REPEAT CHORUS

BRIDGE:
I need a good girl
Maybe I’ll meet her at the check-out line goin’ home tonight
I need a good girl
Maybe that was her who smiled at me at that last red light

CHORUS:
I need a good girl bad
Nothin’ like the ones I’ve had
Done the clubs
Now I’m ready for some real love
I ain’t talkin’ ‘bout a one night stand
I need a good girl…
The kind you’d like to take home to meet mom and dad
I need a good girl
OK maybe ... just a little bit bad

Miche Martin © August 2010
2776 Atkinson St, Regina, SK Canada S4N 3Y3
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