randall johns

randall johns

BandAmericanaCountry

earthy, imagery-rich lyrics, married to interesting, hook-conscious melodies with a beat. Stylistically, a merger of soft rock and country.

Biography

Influences include: James Taylor, Gordon Lightfoot, Rascal Flatts, Kenney Chesney, The Eagles, America, Dan Folgelburg.

Lyrics

Dirt Rich

Written By: Randall Johns

Dirt Rich

Me and my baby, sittin' on the front porch
Eatin' watermelon, by tiki torch
Folks are comin' over cause it's Saturday night
Gonna make a little music, have a catfish fry

People talk about us, and that's okay
Cause we don't give a damn 'bout nothin' they say
Ain't got nothin' but each other, couldn't ask for more
They can say that we're dirt poor
But we're Dirt Rich

(Listen up, now)

Our castle is a trailer, set on concrete blocks
And our master closet is a cardboard box
We got two screamin' young'uns, up a hickor' nut tree
The little one is Elvis, brother's Robert E. Lee

The neighbors talk about us, and that's alright
It's been nearly six years, since we had our last fight
Buttered biscuits on the table, flies on the screen door
They can say that we're dirt poor
Hell, we're Dirt Rich

We're Dirt Rich

(break)

(haha, put that in your bank)

Our preacher say's were sinners, cause we didn't tie the knot
And dance to country music, down at Wanda's "Hot t' Trot"
We never drink on Sunday, and we try to do what's right
But when you can't pay your 'lectric bill, it's hard to see the light

You can talk about us, but we don't care
We're just soaking up the scenery, from our rockin' chairs
Ain't got nothin' but each other, couldn't ask for more
You can say that we're dirt poor
But we're Dirt Rich

We got love to burn
Yeah, we're taking our turn
We might look dirt poor...

Chickens on the porch, and dawgs in the yard
We got NASCAR curtains, signed by Dale Earnhardt
Got a Lynyrd Skynyrd sticker on our pickup truck
We get our water from a well, cause that chlorine sucks
We got greens in the garden, and greens in the fridge
Got a fifty gallon stil, up on Cherokee Ridge
Got a little silver jingle in our piggy bank
We've been savin' all our pennies for a new septic tank
We got holes in our draw's and holes in our jeans
Yeah, they sure come in handy, when we're lettin' off steam......

Mississippi Moon

Written By: Randall Johns

Mississippi Moon

Just dropped anchor off of Sawmill slu'
I got bloodbait, and shiners, and chicken livers, too
Gonna catch a 'mess' of cats, before the night is through
And fall in love all over with the Mississippi Moon

Wife's in a 'tizzy,' cause her sister dropped in
To drive us both crazy for the whole weekend
Grass needs a cuttin,' and my hair does, too
But tonight it's just me and the Mississippi Moon
Yeah, tonight it's just me and the Mississippi Moon

This muddy water's talking to me
Say's, I need to clear my mind
Speaks of summers, when she knew me
And how it's been a long, long time
Gentle mem'ries sneak up on me
Forgotten tales of Mr. Twain
And fishin' holes that used to taunt me
When this river knew my name

Weddin' bells Sunday for my little brother Pate
Just found out Bridgette's three weeks late
They'll be staying with us till the end of June
But, right now, it's just me and the Mississippi Moon
Right now, it's just me and the Mississippi Moon

This muddy water's talkin to me
Says I need to clear my mind
Speaks of Summers when she knew me
And how it's been a long, long time
Gentle mem'ries sneak up on me
Forgotten tales of ol' Mark Twain
And delta dreams that used to haunt me
When this river knew my name

Just dropped anchor off of Sawmill Slu'
Got a sandwich in a sack, and a cold one, or two
And that big yellow circle in the midnight blue
Say's, tonight it's just me and the Mississippi Moon
Yeah, tonight it's just me and the Mississippi Moon
Nobody but me, and the Mississippi Moon

Set List

Non-performing songwriter. Studio work only.