the Wyatts

the Wyatts

 Longmont, Colorado, USA
BandCountryRock

Rock and Roll with a hint of twang and a whole lot o' pop! The Wyatts. Bringing Tone, Truth & Twang to all!

Biography

Official Wyatts Bio...

When The Wyatts first emerged in 2005 as one of Arizona’s top musical acts, they knew that music, love and family were things not easy to hold onto and even harder to let go of. Over the last 5 years this
quintessential “band of brothers” has traversed the Americana radio dial with their blend of roots rock, pop infectious, alt country tunes all wrapped together in a rock and roll soul. Never afraid to dive into their roots, the Wyatts have always managed to allow their influences to take center stage while
maintaining a modern vision with those classic sounds of the past. Not only the songs, but their
energetic and lively stage show bring a balance between great songs and a great “show” which few
bands are capable of mastering.

The first few years found the Wyatts focusing on their rural, country upbringings (like the release of 2007’s The Continuing Saga of The Wyatts, Volume One). Playing major festivals (like Country Thunder 2008 in Florance, Az) or getting the support of modern country radio in 2005 with their charted
Americana hit, “24 Miles”, (off of the self titled debut, The Wyatts) the road through country music has been one heck of a ride. With both national airplay and local awards (Best Band in Tucson, Tucson Weekly- 2006, 2007 & 2008) the Wyatts were gathering the steam they needed to set forth their dream of music. After a hectic three years of regional touring, The Wyatts knew change was coming and needed the time to figure out what that was. But as with anything in life, change is unstopable and inevitable. Good thing.

As of early 2015, The Wyatts entered the studio and are currently working on their third studio release (Forgive Me). Again, drawing on their past and influences this sound is no longer alt country in
nature but more focused on what has helped launch the Wyatts, that being, finely crafted pop songs layered on top of Americana/Roots. The strength of the song writing comes from Roscoe Wyatts diverse music catalog and understanding the “soul” of the song. Collaborations between brothers Roscoe, and guitar player, Bouderaux Wyatt are going to blur the bounds of what Americana is and what rock and roll has become (or lost). Considering the great pool of musical styles that has come from America, it seemed only natural for The Wyatts to take them all in and present a Americana vision based on soul, truth and heart. Be prepared for a expanded musical horizon from The Wyatts. Pining a label on these boys now would simply be a crime.

So sit back, grab a drink and relax. The Wyatts have returned... stay tuned.

Lyrics

I Should Have Been

Written By: Roscoe Wyatt

I spent the better part of my life, drifting through these one horse towns.
Laying my heart out on the line. Every single night I’d make them mine.
Look at where I’m standing now. All alone in a sold out crowd.
Wishing I would have changed direction. And never spoke my dreams out loud.

CHOURS:
I should have been a Rodeo star, beats playing all these lonely smoke filled bars.
I still be driving down the Interstate, ‘cept looking for my 8 second break.
I could have driven NASCAR for a while, checkered flags waving mile after mile.
I guess I’m living what I was ment to do. I’m rocking country through and through.

VERSE 2
I hear it in your long distance voice. The stress of raising two young boys.
Always so far away from home, I swear my heart it never roams.
Ya know now that the ends in sight. Fourteen more shows on the road.
Till I come walking through that door and I pick you up and don’t let you go.

CHOURS:
I should have feed this land from town to town. Planting seeds. Sprouting every inch of the ground
Make a living on my Country home, a simple life I wish I’ve know.
I could have thrown that SuperBowl touchdown. Shake the mayors hand get the key to the town.
This gift of playing now is here for you. It sure gets painful when its true.

BRIDGE:
All my life I have prayed for these days. Now there here I’d surely trade them, away.

CHOURS:
I should have been a Rodeo star, beats playing all these lonely smoke filled bars.
I still be driving down the Interstate, ‘cept looking for my 8 second break.
I could have thrown that SuperBowl touchdown. Shake the mayors hand get the key to the town.
This gift of playing now is here for you. It sure gets painful when its true.

Broke Your Heart

Written By: Roscoe Wyatt

CHOURS:
I didn’t mean to make you cry. Lord knows I never meant all that.
I realize I’ve not done my part. I lied to you and broke your heart.

VERSE
I drown in tear drops every day. While your so many miles away.
I spend my time in a day dream, wishing that you would come take me.
Well there he was with eyes so bright. A lending ear he touched me right.
I fell in to his warm embrace. I blame myself we’ve reached this place.

CHOURS:
I didn’t mean to make you cry. Lord knows I never meant all that.
I realize I’ve not done my part. I lied to you and broke your heart.

VERSE
I contemplate my life each day. This world I play in is not so great
My days are long a so empty. Well she was there and was friendly.
I know I’ve made a big mistake. Can’t take it back it’s much to late.
I swear she was the only one. I hate myself look what I’ve done

BRIDGE:

I’m sorry, my Darlin’. I hurt you, I didn’t mean to
Someone entered our lives today. Can we find a way to make it right. Can we get it back now tonight?

CHOURS:
I didn’t mean to make you cry. Lord knows I never meant all that.
I realize I’ve not done my part. I lied to you and broke your heart.

Won't Take Long

Written By: Roscoe Wyatt

VERSE 1
Rolling down that highway, pushin’ it til day lights gone
Well you can have anything, just bat those eyes at me and ya know it Won’t Take Long

CHOURS:
Guitars we’re strumming, bent on destruction, everyday is Saturday night.
Detroit to Memphis, Tucson then Texas every town a new delight.

VERSE 2
Broke down around Durango, suckin down a fifth of Jack.
We’ll I’m late for the show, grab my guitar and go and ya know I Won’t Take Long

CHOURS:
What’s that commotion, who got that notion? Smokin’ that would be alright.
First they arrest us, the tabloids then sell us talk about wrong and right.

BRIDGE:
I feel my worlds gone wrong. I blame these country songs.
I really want to, come back to see you.
Trapped in our van most days, 12 packs and Circle K’s.
The bright lights they call me, while you indulge me, and your left wandering,
Will we return?

BRIDGE:
We sleep our days away, at night we wake to play
We’ll really try to, come back to see you
6 months this tours gone long, I blame these Honky Tonk songs
The miles they add up, this ride gets so rough, and we’re left wandering,
Is this the Big Time?

VERSE 2
Heading on back to Nashville, light it up and burn it down.
Well I can see by your stare, you want me alone somewhere,
We’ll ya know, it Wont Take Long.

CHOURS:
Don’t blame the Wyatts, she made her mind up. A simple life was not her style.
She like the night life, dancing in spot lights, flirtin with the band all night.

The Pick Up

Written By: Michael Drabousky

4 miles north of Lynchburg got my shotgun and my weed,
12 bags of cash in the back gonna buy my beach front dream.
Weather started getting rough, lighting filled the sky.
That’s when I saw her and her deep blue eyes.

She said her name was Belinda and she hailed from Omaha.
She left home at 14 the town was just too small.
She headed straight for Nashville, gonna sing in that old Ryman Hall.
She did somethings she’s not proud of, seems she bared it all.

The deal was air tight, quick pick-up I’ll be alright.
2 days of my life, beachfront within my sites,
I’ve waited so damn long, nothing can go wrong.

Never should have blown that red light before we got on the Interstate.
2 cops coming up fast gonna make me a State inmate.
Right then Belinda, lets off a shotgun blast.
She blows out their tires, ending this chase real fast

Hold up in Memphis, in a roadside cheap motel,
Waiting for the man to come and we’ll be living oh so well.
Felt a crack across my back, then I hear her rebel yell.
She had another plan in mind, she never ment to tell.

My ride was so damn tight, quick pick-up it’s alright.
2 days of her life, LA’s within in her sites.
She’s waited so damn long, now she gets to sing my songs.

I'm Not Your Savior

Written By: Damon Barnaby/Michael Drabousky

Seven crosses, burn in my memory. For seven families I wish I never had.
All those children crying out for daddy. While I was out there bedding down again.

Once I told you nothing was that simple. Loving me was gonna wreck your life. Your replay was life with me was better. Don't you see know, your not my only wife.

Those late nights we, fought until daylight I never belonged in you plans. Im sorry the road is a calling I frankly just don't give a damn.

I'm not your savior, I've done no favors I haven't the world in my hands
Don't say a prayer for me , don't even care for me , I'm just not that good of a man.

While I lie here waiting for my judgement. As this cancer spreads through out my head. My thoughts go out now to my restless children, and their traveling honkey tonk band.

Those boys are alright, I hope they live right, don't make my mistakes once again

Love your sweat wife, raise your kids right please honor this sick dying man.

I'm not your saviorr, I've done no favors I haven't the world in my hands.
Don't say a prayer for me , don't even care for me , I'm just not that good of a man.
I'm not your saviorr, I've done no favors I haven't the world in my hands.
Don't say a prayer for me , don't even care for me , I'm just not that good of a man.

24 Miles

Written By: Michael Drabousky

I remember that night and that look. The night I met you and I felt that hook.
Standing with your back on the wall I felt my world shaking right in that old dance hall.

Next step I move real fast. I finally end up just where your at.
Then you smile so sweetly, I feel myself get lost completely.

Oh oh, 24 Miles to your smile
Oh oh, 24 Miles to your smile

Next time that I caught your view, turn the corner and right there was you.
You float by oh so sweetly I feel myself get lost completely.
Outside with the flashlight glare. Watch your step there's a prickly pear.
The stars in the sky are shining I can't tell who brighter while you keep on smiling.

Oh oh, 24 Miles to your smile
Oh oh, 24 Miles to your smile

And as something make no sense right from the start, I't just incase you break my un-mended heart.

Top down and I'm cruising fast. I've got to meet you at a quarter past.
Sun sinking low behind me the thought of you well it just blinds me
Not sure how far this will last. All I know I've got a tank full of gas.
I realize loves uncertain, in 22 miles I'll be closer to knowing.

Oh oh, 24 Miles to your smile
Oh oh, 24 Miles to your smile

Annabelle

Written By: Michael Drabousky

Annabelle, I fell. And she knocked me over.
Annabelle can't tell

I've got my left shoe on my right foot. Cross the tracks and I'm fumbling with the match book. I can not make it all alone through this day.

Your eyes captivate and hypnotize me, your voice paralyze and excites me. Your in my dream every night and day.

Annabelle, I fell. And she knocked me over.
Annabelle can't tell.

Your smile is the reason for my heart beat. Your laugh is the rhythm in this back beat. Your beauty seems to colorize all this gray.

I've scratched all number from my phone book, Don't even have a need to take a last look. I wish you we're with me all the time won't you stay.

Annabelle, I fell. And she knocked me over.
Annabelle can't tell.

Annabelle, I fell. And she knocked me over.
Annabelle can't tell.

And while nothing felt so right to me. You walked in and spun me round and round and round. I know I cannot act the way I used to be. So listen to my song cause I know where you belong yeah.

Annabelle, I fell. And she knocked me over.
Annabelle can't tell.

Annabelle, I fell. And she knocked me over.
Annabelle can't tell.

Annabelle, I fell. And she knocked me over.
Annabelle can't tell.

Discography

Discs:
The Wyatts, 2005.
Lots of national airplay (300 plus stations) for the single, "24 Miles" along with "Bottle of Love".

Single- "Merry Christmas Darlin'- 2006. Again, over 300 plus national stations picked up this single with the help of Bill Wence Promotions.

The Continuing Saga of... The Wyatts. Volume One.- April 2007.

Set List

We play from a 45 min. set to 4 hours. 65% original material. Here is ALL of our songs played.

Ants
One Bottle O Love
Amarillo by Morning
I Should Have Been
Jambalaya
Half As Much
Fortunate Son
Mess Around
Thats Alright mama
24 Miles
She Thinks I Still Care
Hands of time
Ball & Chain
You Don’t Have to say..
Mama Tried
You Shook Me
Hey There, Bartender
Guitars & Caddies
Won’t Take Long
Ripples
Sunshine
Folsom Prison
Twerl
Savior
Good Hearted Women
The Cage
Ophellia
Driving my life away
Tear Stained Heart
Cry, Cry, Cry
Broke Your Heart
The Pick Up
Dead Flowers
Abilene
Breathe
Thorn