A few of my songs for download -- lyrics below, sheet music in the PDF links. All musicians are welcome to perform them. Please note for all songs:
© 2004 by Scotty Writes Music (BMI)
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Just One More Gig
Dating back to the '70s, this was featured on my first record, "Too Much Fun!", 1988. Lyric by Louanne Smith and Scotty Wright
Just one more gig and it's over
Three months of trav'ling will end
Night after night
Trying to sing your song so long
That the faces and towns all seem to blend
I'd trade the giant arena
For an adoring audience of one
When I leave the stage
And enter waiting arms
Then our show will have only begun
I don't regret what I'm here for
It suits me and I do it well
But I still live for a person to give to
Who doesn't have something to sell
Dark clouds seem ghostly at midnight
The moon glows a silvery blue
But all I can think of
Is holding the one I love
And hearing the song that is you
Just one more gig and it's over
And I'll fly out of Dallas by two
Then less than an hour
Into Monterey from L.A.
And the sun and I'll settle with you
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copyright © 1988 by TuSco
What's One More
Many sad songs are written about 'the breakup'. This is one of them. Inspired by Jimmy Scott.
Go on and say you don't love me
What's one more heartache
I'm sure I can take it again
We all have to deal with some hurting
Now and then
And even though I may cry
What's one more teardrop
Tears would never stop you, I know
So go on and speak your mind
This is your show
For quite a while now
You've been watching everything I do
Looking for any excuse to walk away
You say we've tried for long enough
But you're just not strong enough to stay
So just go on, dear and leave me
What's one more goodbye
Don't worry, 'cause I'll make it through
Once I get past the part
When you walk out that door
'Cause after all the heartaches I've had
What's one more
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copyright © 2002 by Scotty Writes Music (BMI)
Fat Chance
Many sad songs are written about 'the breakup'. This is not one of them.
You're still wanting me to say
'My love come back to stay'
Well sugar, 'fat chance'
Is all you're gonna hear from me now
You couldn't take all my faults
Now you think you'll just waltz back in
But that dance is over, so take your bow
My friends say you spent the last two weekends
With some guy wrapped 'round your torso
Now you're sore, so you come limping home
Seems you thought this fool would wait
Nice try, but it's too late
'Cause sugar, 'fat chance'
Is all you're gonna hear from me now
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copyright © 2001 by Scotty Writes Music (BMI)
Your Song Is Like The Breeze
Inspired by Astrud Gilberto; enough said.
My love, your song is like the breeze
Caressing some Brazilian shore
So lyrical and sensual, but never a tease
It delivers all it promises, and so much more
Your voice has soothed me for so long
I know each gentle phrase by heart
And I've seen how you move others too
So maybe I'm wrong
Perhaps the breeze is like your song
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copyright © 2002 by Scotty Writes Music (BMI)
Scroungin'
After a particularly painful private gig, I wrote this. An exaggeration, but not by much...
Took a gig for the night when the money was tight
What the hell just some quick easy dough
Off I go in my tux scroungin' for a few bucks
Never asking a thing 'bout the show
I was surprised, let me rephrase: I was distressed
When the leader tells the people there that
We would play for them any request
So I said to him 'dig, this ain't my kinda gig'
And the man tells me 'whadja expect, a check is a check'
Elton John and Neil Diamond, Madonna and
I'm undeniably outta my league
After screaming like Whitney and moaning like Britney
My head suffered battle fatigue
What about Bird, Evans or Miles, Diz or Coltrane
Something with enough swing to keep an Ellington
disciple from going insane
God, the night was horrendous except for the end of
Each set when the band did the blues; serious dues
So I grin like a dork singing 'New York, New York'
They're enthralled so they tip me a five
but I knew when I heard say
that Norah and Bublé are jazz that I wouldn't survive
Song after song, grin after grin, drunk after drunk
Someone asked for 'feelings', my head's reeling
When I just couldn't take anymore I hit the door
Just as a guy was asking for Theloniouis Monk
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copyright © 2001 by Scotty Writes Music (BMI)
One Step Away
The title came from the harmonic movement, but the lyric came from the Chinese proverb, 'A journey of 1,000 miles begins with but a single step'.
Peace is only one step away
Got to progress from our time in the cave
Killing slave
We must be meant to do more than survive
We can thrive
It's time to improve, let's move
Peace is only one step away
We'll teach our children how not to react
But to act
Then we'll be breaking the cycle of pain
It's a drain
Hate swirling around, then down
Peace is only one step away
Each person here's got a problem to solve
To evolve
Our greed and selfishness has to be faced
Then erased
Peace can only begin within
Peace is only one step away
A better future is for us to make
Not to take
This 'only me' style is no way to live
Gotta give
When the giving is real, we'll heal
Peace is only one step away
Peace is only one step away
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copyright © 2000 by Scotty Writes Music (BMI)
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