Long Beach Serenade

Long Beach Serenade

by Richard Lawry

Before the sun begins the day

I walk where moonlight washes away

Silver whispers on the sand

As waves roll in I understand

Each breath of tide that comes before

A fleeting mirror then no more

But still it comes again, again

Like mercy rolling in

Miles of beach

No one but me

A world filled

With quiet peace

The silent road

Of sand and sea

Where freedom feels

Like destiny

When the light feels far away

And I'm standing on the edge of gray

I'll lift my eyes, I'll comprehend

There's strength rising deep within

Then out of nowhere, silently

A shadow keeps me company

Golden wings tt my right side

Grace in a gentle glide

Seven feet of fearless flight

Majestic in the morning light

The eagle flies, not fighting hard

Lets the currents lead undeterred

Those who trust the Lord

will find their strength restored

They will soar like eagles on the wind

A normal life transcend

The eagle won't rush, he will not strain

He trusts the unseen breath again

A subtle move, a lifted wing

And miles are crossed without tiring

The eagle climbs, the sky grows wide

And slowly fades from human sight

He lifts his eyes, he trusts the wind

He soars on with his unseen friend

Miles of beach

No one but me

A world filled

With quiet peace

The silent road

Of sand and sea

Where freedom feels

Like destiny

Those who trust the Lord

will find their strength restored

They will soar like eagles on the wind

A normal life transcend

They trust the unseen breath again

Those who trust the Lord

will find their strength restored

They will soar like eagles on the wind

A normal life transcend

Those who trust the Lord

will find their strength restored

They will soar like eagles on the wind

A normal life transcend

You can listen to the song as recorded by Faded Chrome at this link

You can listen to the song as recorded by The Junkyard Misfits at this link

Little Red and White Nash

Little Red and White Nash

by Richard Lawry

Wheels turn low

Where the blacktop bends

This little car

My only friend

Red and white

She gleams

She shines

Takes me far

Past these modern times

Oh

The wind sings louder

Than the past

In my little

Red and white Nash

Let it go

Flying low

But not so fast

In my little

Red and white Nash

Dust kicks up

It paints the air

The sun leans down

It doesn't care

Fields roll wide

They wave

They bow

I'm heading somewhere

But I don't know how

The road unfolds

It doesn't end

This little car

My only friend

Oh

The wind sings louder

Than the past

In my little

Red and white Nash

Let it go

Flying low

But not so fast

In my little

Red and white Nash

Yesterday's a town

I don't stop in

Tomorrow's just

A whisper in the wind

I've got now

And now feels right

Underneath this

Endless sky tonight

Oh

The wind sings louder

Than the past

In my little

Red and white Nash

Let it go

Flying low

But not so fast

In my little

Red and white Nash

The road unfolds

It doesn't end

This little car

My only friend

Life is good

In my little

Red and white Nash

You can listen to the song as recorded by Faded Chrome at this link

Little Toy Train

 

Little Toy Train

by Richard Lawry

Six years old

A Colorado boy

For Christmas he wanted

Just one toy

Santa he said

All I want

Is an electric Train

But I know the cost

I know Daddy can't make it mine

So a wind-up train will be just fine

When Daddy heard his boy's refrain

He vowed to get him an electric train

On Christmas Eve

The boy was in bed

Electric train tracks

Around the tree spread

Christmas morning

A big surprise

The boy could not

Believe his eyes

Click-clack, click-clack

Steady and slow

Chuff-chuff, chuff-chuff

Watch her go

Toot-toot. toot-toot

Joyfully

Little toy train

Round the Christmas tree

Round and round the little train ran

The boy gasped and clapped his hands

He loved the train with all his heart

He knew that he would never part

Click-clack, click-clack

Steady and slow

Chuff-chuff, chuff-chuff

Watch her go

Toot-toot. toot-toot

Joyfully

Little toy train

Round the Christmas tree

The boy has grown to be a man

But every year since that Christmas grand

He sets up the train around the tree

And remembers how it used to be

Click-clack, click-clack

Steady and slow

Chuff-chuff, chuff-chuff

Watch her go

Toot-toot. toot-toot

Joyfully

Little toy train

Round the Christmas tree

Now the years have rolled

Like rails of time

Children laughing

Grandkids wide-eyed

That little train

Still circles the tree

Carrying love

Through the family

Click-clack, click-clack

Steady and slow

Chuff-chuff, chuff-chuff

Watch her go

Toot-toot. toot-toot

Joyfully

Little toy train

Round the Christmas tree

You can listen to the song as recorded by The Junkyard Misfits at this link

The Road Rolls On

The Road Rolls On

by Richard Lawry

Forty years of hard work here

Dreams built where engines glow

A legacy in every bolt and seam

Bob Lawry's life, his craft, his name

Automobiles and memories remain

The road rolls on, it never ends

Richie, Chad, and Kenny

Carry on his legacy

Chrome that shines like the setting sun

Every curve tells what he's done

His story rides in every gleam

Wheels may rust but not the pride

In this museum time's alive

Come see the spark that never died

Bob Lawry's life, his craft, his name

Automobiles and memories remain

The road rolls on, it never ends

Richie, Chad, and Kenny

Carry on his legacy

The past drives forward, the future steers

Come see the road of forty years

Bob's heart still beats here

At the Bob Lawry Auto Museum

You can listen to the song as recorded by Faded Chrome at this link

Temple of Steel

 

Temple of Steel

by Richard Lawry

Wheels of memory spin and hum

Polished chrome where shadows run

A whisper of lives long undone

In the Bob Lawry Auto Museum

Dreams parked in rows

I see 'em

Thirty-nine Zephyr

Glide like a ghost

Thirty-four Desoto

Curves I love most

Twenty-six Oakland

Rust and grace

Stories etched in every trace

Forty Buick

Time slows its pace

Engines that spoke

Engines that sighed

Every ride a piece of pride

In the Bob Lawry Auto Museum

Dreams parked in rows

I see 'em

Thirty-nine Zephyr

Glide like a ghost

Thirty-four Desoto

Curves I love most

Oil and dust

Love and decay

Echoes of hands

That paved the way

Each chassis a heart

Each hood a soul

In this temple of steel

I feel whole

You can listen to the song as recorded by Faded Chrome at this link

Country Doctor

Country Doctor
by Richard Lawry

Country doctor in a Model T coupe

There is another call he needs to attend

Fog in the holler, wind blowing through
Her baby is sick, what should she do
Send for the doctor, ride through the night
Praying to God it will be alright

Country doctor in a Model T coupe
Motor chugging, there's work to do
Chug-chug chugging
Doctor's coming through

Headlights in the yard, Model T arrives
Black bag in his hand, her spirit revives
There in the doorway, she steps aside and
Mama welcomes the Doctor inside

Country doctor in a Model T coupe

Motor chugging, there's work to do

Chug-chug chugging

Doctor's coming through

Baby has a cough and terrible fever
It's breathing isn't too good either
He listened close to that tiny chest
And promised he would do his best

Country doctor in a Model T coupe

Motor chugging, there's work to do

Chug-chug chugging

Doctor's coming through

Morning comes, sunrise around
The fever broke, the child slept sound
Doctor wrote his note and closed his case
Said, I'll check back soon, I wish you grace

Model T started, bounced round the bend
There is another call Doc needs to attend
Many more miles, back on the road
They're hoping that he won't be slowed

In his Model T coupe
Trusty Model T coupe

Country doctor in a Model T coupe

Motor chugging, there's work to do

Chug-chug chugging

Doctor's coming through

Roll on Model T coupe
The doctor's needed
Make it through
Roll on, roll on
Model T coupe
The doctor's needed
Make it through
In his Model T coupe
Trusty Model T coupe

You can listen to the song as recorded by Faded Chrome at this link

Driving Arkansas Roads

 

Driving Arkansas Roads
By Richard Lawry
 
Dust rises soft where we've begun
A peach moon hangs low, undone
Magnolia whispers in the Arkansas air
The stars align, dreams everywhere
The hum of the engine with the top down
My heart beats louder when you're around
 
Every bend, every turn
Something inside returns
 
Driving Arkansas roads
Under skies that never close
In a convertible
Just me, the stars and you
Driving Arkansas roads
While the quiet truth unfolds
 
Gravel clicks like a skipping stone
Each mile a memory carved in bone
The road runs black
Where the moonlight fades
Time slows down
But the moment stays
Red dirt stains on my old car
A melody born on your guitar
 
Driving Arkansas roads
Under skies that never close
In a convertible
Just me, the stars and you
Driving Arkansas roads
While the quiet truth unfolds
 
Every fence post, every tree
Holds a secret meant for me
A waltz of whispers, fiddle odes
This love is born on Arkansas roads

You can listen to the song as recorded by Faded Chrome at this link

You can listen to the song as recorded by The Junkyard Misfits at this link