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The Rain
Not so long ago, I was on a different road. A road I’d been on far too long.
Then I saw a sign. You were the sign…
Like I’d been lost at sea, now there’s land in front of me. I hadn’t seen life in so long. So long.
Then I saw the sign, written in your smile…
You were the rain. You washed all away, all of the heartaches and the pain.
All washed away but your love remained. Nothing has ever been the same.

Before you came along, days went on and on. Each of them ending the same way.
At home alone each night praying for the light.
You were the sun. You shined down on me. Like through the clouds on a stormy day.
You shined down on me and now I believe… nothing could ever be the same.

Since the day, I found my way to you and all my dreams started coming true.
They’re coming true. They’ve all come true..
You are the rain. You wash all away, all of the heartaches and the pain.
You washed all away but your love remains. Nothing will ever be the same.

Words & Music by
Rick Underwood
©2012 Rumworks Publishing
July 7th 2012
 
Lucky Me

I'm no superhero. I'm not even close.
I'm just like anybody else here. Maybe luckier than most.
Lucky to know you. Lucky to hold you. Lucky you love me the most.

You came out of nowhere just like the wind.
You blow me over time and time again.
I'm lucky to know you. I'm lucky to hold you. I'm lucky you love me the most. I'm  lucky you love me the most.

It's like winning in Vegas everytime you're near. I'm the luckiest man alive. That much  is clear!
I'm lucky to know you. I'm lucky to hold you. I'm lucky you love me the most. I'm  lucky you love me the most.

Now I'm not a rich man. I'll probably never be.
I don't need money anyway. You're like diamonds to me.
I'm lucky to know you. I'm lucky to hold you. I'm lucky you love me the most. I'm  lucky you love me the most.

It's like winning in Vegas everytime you're near. I'm the luckiest man alive. That much  is clear!

I'm lucky to know you. I'm lucky to hold you. I'm lucky you love me the most. I'm  lucky you love me the most.

I'm lucky you love me. I'm lucky you love me. I'm lucky you love me the most.
I'm lucky you love me. I'm so lucky you love me. I'm lucky you love me the most.

Words & Music by
Rick Underwood
©2008 Rumworks Publishing

 
Queen of My Rodeo

Saturday mornin', gettin' up a little early. Gonna sneak into town and buy you something pretty
for the dance tonight. Yeah, a little surprise...
There's a dress I know you've been a wantin'. That's the one I'll get. You're gonna look like something
from a picture show. Only better though...
You're the queen of my rodeo.

At the side of the road I'm pickin' you some wild flowers. Your favorite kind. I'll be the man of the hour.
At least, I hope so. Next thing I know...
Drivin' my truck like a rocket on a mission. I can't slow down not even for a minute. 
I'd drive a trillion miles just to see you smile...
You're the queen of my rodeo.

You're the woman of my dreams. An angel in real life. Everyday's a good day. Yeah, everyday feels alright.
You're the sweetness of honey. I could go on like this all day. I guess you could say you're eight seconds all the way.
You're the queen of my rodeo.

When I got home there was some huggin' and a kissin' from the front porch entry to the middle of the kitchen and you hadn't seen the dress. I'm truly blessed...
And when you did there was a natural celebration. Two scootin' tooters at the natural happy station.
I'm proud to say, I'll love you all the way...
You're the queen of my rodeo.

(instrumental break)

You're the woman of my dreams. An angel in real life. Everyday's a good day. Yeah, everyday feels alright.
You're the sweetness of honey. I could go on like this all day. I guess you could say you're eight seconds all the way.
You're the queen of my rodeo.

The night was over just as fast as it started. Couldn't wait to get home. Man, that was a party!
Girl, you made that dress. You'll never be second best.
When we got home there was some huggin' and a kissin' from the front porch entry to the middle of the kitchen. I'm proud to say, I'll love you all the way...
You're the queen of my rodeo.

Sunday mornin', getting up a little early...
Queen of my rodeo.
Queen of my rodeo.
Queen of my rodeo-o-o_____________.

Words & Music by
Rick Underwood
©2008 Rumworks Publishing

 
Going Home

Five year old Johnny goes for a walk with his lifelong buddy, Sam the dog.
They went too far today. Sam and Johnny seemed to have lost their way.
A policeman pulls up...says, "Hey little buddy, what's wrong?"
As the tears rolled down his face, Johnny looks up and says...

"I want to go home. I want to go home. I don't want to be out here anymore.
Show me someone I know. Show me someone I know. I just want to go home."

Little Maddies' been ill most her life. Doctors aren't sure she'll see twenty-five.
So much she wants to do, but there's only one thing if she had to choose.
They come in with the news and it's not looking good.
As the tears welled in her eyes Maddie says "Doctors, if you don't mind...

I want to go home. I want to go home. I don't want to be in here anymore.
Show me someone I know. Show me someone I know. I just want to go home."

Where everybody loves me and I know everyone.
We'll laugh and sing and dance around like there's no tomorrow.

Dusty Myers joined up like his dad, and his dad and his dad before that.
Walking point on the line. Dusty Myers, well he took some shrapnel high.
Visions danced in his head as he lie there and bled.
With his army buddies close, Dusty leaned up and the last words he spoke...

"I want to go home. I want to go home. I don't want to be out here, it's getting cold.
Show me someone I know. Show me someone I know. I just want to go home".
Home...I just want to go home.

Words & Music by
Rick Underwood
©2008 Rumworks Publishing

 
The Human Race

 

Sun shines outside my window. A beautiful day I'd have to say.
I can't wait to get out there in it. Get some sunshine on my face.
I kiss my darlin' good morning as I jump up out of bed.
Getting ready for the race, the human race.

I meet my buddy at his house. He greets me with a funny line.
I shoot right back like just I always have. We're laughing in no time.
Racing down the freeway like Johnson and Stewart on the final lap.
He cuts me off on the offramp, hits a nail and gets a flat.
He laughs and says I'll pay. I said "but not today"!

Well every race is different for each and everyone. I guess that's what makes it all so much fun. The human race.

Soon we're on the jobsite. A little cuttin' up alot of working hard.
Before you know it it's lunchtime. These boys ain't punching no cards.
A pitstop in this race, this human race.
Well it's five-o-clock and someone pops a top. Tailgates are going down.
The jokes start flying. I almost started crying. These boys are the funniest around.

Well every race is different for each and everyone. I guess that's what makes it all so much fun. The human race.

Now I'm home, surrounded by my own. She makes me proud to be a man.
I think she knows what she means to me when she takes me by the hand.
She's the crew chief in this race, this humans race.
She'll tune me up for tomorrows race. She'll get me up for tomorrows race.

Words & Music by
Rick Underwood
©2008 Rumworks Publishing

 

 

 
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