"The Luxury of Knowing"

Wouldn't it be serendipitous if we knew every reaction that would take place from every action we could take.  Like jumping off a cliff and knowing exactly how you're going to land, every time.  Well, as great as that sounds and how unrealistic it is, for me I think its that free falling, flip of a coin, once in a lifetime chance that I'm chasing after.  I mean, we would be like robots if we knew how the world worked.  There's a little part of me that does, then the rest of me is pretty much over that.  And nothing is worth working hard for if you already know how it'll end...THAT is the unspoken, sheer brilliance of this song.  Lori McKenna is a songwriting gem.  Writers like her do not come around often.  Every song of hers is the truth, period.  And every song of hers, to me, sounds like a natural, easy conversation.  Take a second and feel the tension in these words, gives your goose bumps.

P.S. - Not only did the brilliant Lori McKenna record this song, Keith Urban did!  Listen to the differences!   


FM Radio:
Singer: Lori McKenna/Keith Urban
Songwriter: Lori McKenna
Song: "The Luxury of Knowing"

You know when I'm coming home
You know when I'm coming to bed
You know when I tell you that I love you
I mean every word I said

You know I'm a bit too proud
You know that I know how to pray
And you know I won't give this up
Unless I have to give it up
You know I won't walk away

But baby you're like a diesel truck
You're shifting gears and the pedal's stuck
You're headed straight for the edge
And showing no signs of slowing
And I don't have the luxury of knowing

You know that I like to dance
But only when I'm dancing with you
You know I must be bad at lying
'Cause I've only ever told you the truth

But just when I think you're a hurricane
You freeze right over and all that rain
Turns to ice and your whole world just starts snowing
And I don't have the luxury of knowing

Damn it must be easy
Being in love with someone so blind
'Cause I tell you right now the only thing I really know is
That you might change your mind
Any day you could change your mind

But you know when I'm coming home
You know when I'm coming to bed

Baby you're like a diesel truck
You're shifting gears and the pedal's stuck
You're headed straight for the edge
And showing no signs of slowing
I don't have the luxury of knowing...

"Till You Love Me"

What would like be like without iPhones, iPods, iPads & Macs?  Scary.  Well, if it wasn't for shuffle, I would've forgotten about this incredible, iconic Reba song.

1990s country is country. In my opinion, regardless of being a 90s child, some of the best music was in this decade. Come on everything from the breakout of Martina McBride, Shania Twain, Britney Spears, Spice Girls...yeah, I went there. Well, those are the 90s. And while most people were just beginning their careers, Reba was putting out some of the highlight songs of her career.

Everything from the structure of this song, the production, her vocals. Perfect. Can we go back to the 90s already?!




FM Radio:
Singer: Reba McEntire
Songwriters: Gary Burr, Bob DiPiero
Song: "Till You Love Me"

I sent you roses, I warned you I would
Do all that I could to show you the way that I feel
Please, don't say, I'm wasting my time
I've got nothin' but time 
So I'll do all that I can to catch that ghost of a chance

The sunlight, the moonlight are beyond my control
And there are stars in the heavens that I'll never hold
But if dreams give you power then I'm strong enough to offer my heart
And never give up till you love me, till you love me

I looked in your eyes, so bright and so blue
And that's when I knew, that you could be mine
If good things come to those who will wait
Well, I guess I can wait if that's what I have to do
Oh, it's worth it for you

The sunlight, the moonlight are beyond my control
And there are stars in the Heavens that I'll never hold
But if dreams give you power, oh then I'm strong enough to offer my heart
And never give up till you love me, till you love me

Oh the sunlight and the moonlight are beyond my control
And there are stars in the Heavens, oh that I'll never hold
But if dreams give you power, oh then I'm strong enough to offer my heart
Oh and never give up till you love me, till you love me, till you love me

"I Drive Your Truck"

Not too long ago, as I was randomly checking Facebook and Twitter, making my usual rounds, I repeatedly kept seeing posts about the 'new Lee Brice song that will change your life.'  After seeing the post for at least the 10th time in a row, I stopped everything I was doing and had to google this.  Well, I have never heard a song like this.  The imagery and emotion that is rooted in these simple words are indescribable.  I think it shows more craft from a songwriter in simplicity.  Even better than the craft in this song is the artistry from Lee Brice.  Watch this performance and fall madly in love with him...I am. (shh!)  There's nothing in this song that isn't someone's truth.  This first verse gives me chills all over.  Close your eyes, clear your head, and really let this one get to you.  

No doubt in my mind, when this song actually gets released as a single

 SONG OF THE YEAR.

Listen & leave your thoughts!

FM Radio:
Singer: Lee Brice
Songwriters: Jesse Alexander, Jimmy Yeary, Connie Harrington
Song: "I Drive Your Truck"

Eighty-Nine Cents in the ash tray
Half empty bottle of Gatorade rolling in the floorboard
That dirty Braves cap on the dash
Dog tags hangin’ from the rear view
Old Skoal can, and cowboy boots and a Go Army Shirt
folded in the back
This thing burns gas like crazy, but that’s alright
People got their ways of coping
Oh, and I’ve got mine

I drive your truck
I roll every window down
And I burn up
Every back road in this town
I find a field, I tear it up
Til all the pain’s a cloud of dust
Yeah, sometimes I drive your truck

I leave that radio playing
That same ole country station where ya left it
Yeah, man I crank it up
And you’d probably punch my arm right now
If you saw this tear rollin’ down my on face
Hey, man I’m tryin’ to be tough
And momma asked me this morning
I I’d been by your grave
But that flag and stone ain’t where I feel you anyway

I drive your truck
I roll every window down
And I burn up
Every back road in this town
I find a field, I tear it up
Til all the pain’s a cloud of dust
Yeah, sometimes I drive your truck

I’ve cussed, I’ve prayed, I’ve said goodbye
Shook my fist and asked God why
These days when I’m missing you this much

I drive your truck
I roll every window down
And I burn up
Every back road in this town
I find a field, I tear it up
Til all the pain’s a cloud of dust
Yeah, sometimes, brother sometimes

I drive your truck
I drive your truck
I hope you don’t mind, I hope you don’t mind
I drive your truck


Grab your tissues....