tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30872308598759441242012-02-16T20:55:21.952-05:00hambonehobbshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08615579311873658811noreply@blogger.comBlogger61100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3087230859875944124.post-25057259215945366332009-07-14T10:57:00.002-04:002009-07-14T11:01:57.423-04:00So yesterday I wrote a new song. It is called "Down and Dirty". Hope you enjoy. <div><br /></div><div>"Down and Dirty"</div><div><br /></div><div>Mousetrap lying on the floor</div><div>Tongue tap on the bedroom door</div><div>Mary sang a song and danced for me</div><div><br /></div><div>I wish you could see her now</div><div>She shops in the lost and found</div><div>Mary cries alone would you believe</div><div><br /></div><div>When you're down and dirty</div><div>When you're down on your knees</div><div>When you're down and dirty come to me</div><div><br /></div><div>We fished by the lake at night</div><div>We raised hell in the moonlight</div><div>David sang a song and drank with me</div><div><br /></div><div>I wish you could see him go</div><div>He lives talking on the phone</div><div>David cries alone would you believe</div><div><br /></div><div>When you're down and dirty</div><div>When you're down on your knees</div><div>When you're down and dirty come to me</div><div><br /></div><div>Shipwrecked, we got lost at sea</div><div>We found all we'd ever need</div><div>John raised the dead and talked to me</div><div><br /></div><div>Step back 20 years ago</div><div>He's drunk and doing lines of coke</div><div>Johnny changed and lives would you believe</div><div><br /></div><div>When you're down and dirty</div><div>When you're down on your knees</div><div>When you're down and dirty come to me</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3087230859875944124-2505725921594536633?l=hambonehobbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>hambonehobbshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08615579311873658811noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3087230859875944124.post-1474207899784944022009-06-24T10:35:00.002-04:002009-06-24T10:58:52.596-04:00What happens when "the shit hits the fan" ? <div><br /></div><div>We all have defense mechanisms that we pull out when hard times arrive. Some are harmless and some can be destructive. Personally, I think I have a few destructive behaviors that come out in times like these. I rarely turn towards my faith in God. </div><div><br /></div><div>So, today I had a thought. What if we thanked God during hard times? I think that if we are persistent in thanking God during hard times, then we will begin to see those hard times in a different light. If we look at Philippians 4: 4-6 we see that God calls us to "Rejoice in the Lord always..." and "in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God."</div><div><br /></div><div>What a concept.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3087230859875944124-147420789978494402?l=hambonehobbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>hambonehobbshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08615579311873658811noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3087230859875944124.post-1591405034237367242009-06-19T15:03:00.002-04:002009-06-19T15:08:39.709-04:00So I want to try something on here where I post some lyrics to new songs I am writing for the new record. This is one of my favorites that I have written here recently called "Just For Us". <div><br /></div><div><b>"Just For Us"</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div>Baby's got herself a new black dress</div><div>She put her pretty face on and then all the rest</div><div>She was beautiful</div><div><br /></div><div>Well, I walked in and I looked like a mess</div><div>I saw a frown on her face and hives on her chest</div><div>It was beautiful</div><div><br /></div><div>Baby's got a new dress</div><div>Baby's got a new car</div><div>But the summer sun's steady running out of luck</div><div>Out in the ocean, in slow motion</div><div>There's a message in a bottle just for us</div><div><br /></div><div>Three years later we were talking real tall</div><div>Bought a bunch of new clothes and a couple new cars</div><div>To get us by</div><div><br /></div><div>With piles of bills and our heads on the wall</div><div>Summer left so fast, and then came fall</div><div>We made it by</div><div><br /></div><div><div>Baby's got a new dress</div><div>Baby's got a new car</div><div>But the summer sun's steady running out of luck</div><div>Out in the ocean, in slow motion</div><div>There's a message in a bottle just for us</div><div><br /></div><div>Here in the city life seems so small</div><div>We make believe we matter at all in this life</div><div>She loves with her smile, she loves with her soul</div><div>Such a pretty little thing helping me hold on tight</div><div><br /></div><div><div>Baby's got a new dress</div><div>Baby's got a new car</div><div>But the summer sun's steady running out of luck</div><div>Out in the ocean, in slow motion</div><div>There's a message in a bottle just for us</div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3087230859875944124-159140503423736724?l=hambonehobbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>hambonehobbshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08615579311873658811noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3087230859875944124.post-21232615834838917992009-06-18T09:38:00.000-04:002009-06-18T09:52:06.941-04:00I woke up this morning feeling like I hadn't slept at all. I'd get too hot, then too cold. I'd have too many pillows, then too few pillows. I'd have too much room, then not enough room. But despite all that fun stuff, I am thankful to be alive and healthy. Oh, and thankful for Full Throttle Energy Drinks!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3087230859875944124-2123261583483891799?l=hambonehobbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>hambonehobbshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08615579311873658811noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3087230859875944124.post-61788768925678573042009-06-16T10:15:00.000-04:002009-06-16T10:37:27.523-04:00Imagine if...<div><br /></div><div>Laney and I are driving towards our vacation destination. The location is unknown to me because Laney has planned this particular trip. Being the driver, I am totally dependent on Laney to tell me when to turn because Laney is holding the map. If I'm smart, I will look to Laney every few minutes to make sure that I am still on the right course. You can imagine what her facial expressions would be if I was headed in the wrong direction. </div><div><br /></div><div>See, I was thinking about how God holds the map to our lives. But, all we see is the road in front of us. In my case, I spend a lot of time trying to figure out the directions on my own. When you think about the story of Laney and I on vaction, it would make absolutely no sense for me to make decisions on my own. It would be much easier to look to Laney for directions. When we have been making turns in life on our own and find ourselves in the middle of nowhere, we don't deserve for God to bail us out. I mean after all, we thought we had the better route when He was holding the map the whole time. But God is gracious, and is willing to put us back on the path that leads to our destination. All we have to do is keep our eyes on Him and wait for directions.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3087230859875944124-6178876892567857304?l=hambonehobbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>hambonehobbshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08615579311873658811noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3087230859875944124.post-77360320549729522522009-06-16T00:52:00.000-04:002009-06-16T11:50:12.128-04:00important things with demetri martin . the sound of my beagles snoring . frozen grapes . how peaceful laney looks when sleeping . my mom's chicken soup . the way a guitar sounds when the strings are old . fresh air bbq . a good foot rub . talking about tattoos that i will never get . a good southern accent . driving with no particular destination . reminiscing . being lazy on a rainy day . the sound of a rickety fan at night . <b>necessary change</b> .<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3087230859875944124-7736032054972952252?l=hambonehobbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>hambonehobbshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08615579311873658811noreply@blogger.com3