The next country anthem! Check out my new track Saturday Night Showdown by Ryder Westwood!
My new albums, Time And Again, and Freedom's Cause, available here in the links below!
https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/ryderwestwood/time-and-again
https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/ryderwestwood/freedoms-cause
Lyrics:
"Saturday Night Showdown"
Well, the sun’s goin' down on a hot July,
Everybody's headin' where the fields run wide.
We got a barn decked out, lights strung high,
And the smell of barbecue in the sky.
Jimmy's on the grill, cold beer in hand,
Ain’t nobody here with big-time plans.
The band’s tuned up, and boots are worn,
We’ve been waitin' all week for this night to be born.
It’s a Saturday night showdown, kickin' up dust,
Two-step swingin', yeah, it’s just us.
The whole town’s here, ready to unwind,
With a fiddle, guitar, and homemade wine.
We’re spinnin' and singin' 'til the break of dawn,
Raisin’ hell ‘til the cows come home.
It’s the best kind of livin’, feelin' right,
At a Saturday night showdown tonight.
There’s a pie contest, judged by Granny Mae,
She’s got a sharp eye for blueberry or crème brûlée.
Kids chasin' fireflies, laughin' in the dark,
While we gather where the band’s gonna start.
Jenny’s got her boots shined just right,
She’s eyein’ Bobby Joe across the light.
And when the fiddle breaks, sparks will fly,
We’re just livin’ in the moment tonight.
I caught her eye from across the floor,
She was standin’ by the band, wantin' more.
I pulled her close, spun her tight,
She smiled as I held her in neon light.
With a two-step and twist of my hips,
I whispered sweet, watchin' her lips.
She’s leanin' closer, I’m playin' it smooth,
Fallin’ for the way I make my move!
The mood is high, the lights down low,
Come on, baby, gimme that show.
Put your foot down, show me that strut,
Do-si-do, good God girl, whoa!
You got me spinnin', burnin’ me up,
That smile got me feelin' the rush.
With every move, turnin’ me on,
We’ll be dancin’ like this all night long!
It’s a Saturday night showdown, kickin' up dust,
Two-step swingin', yeah, it’s just us.
The whole town’s here, ready to unwind,
With a fiddle, guitar, and homemade wine.
We’re spinnin' and singin' 'til the break of dawn,
Raisin’ hell ‘til the cows come home.
It’s the best kind of livin’, feelin' right,
At a Saturday night showdown tonight.
Ain’t no city lights, no fancy scene,
Just a whole lotta country, if you know what I mean.
We’ve got the fire burnin', stars up high,
Where the heart of the South meets the sky.
You got me spinnin', burnin’ me up,
That smile got me feelin' the rush.
With every move, turnin’ me on,
We’ll be dancin’ like this all night long!
Yeah, it’s the best kind of livin’, no end in sight,
At a Saturday night showdown tonight.
Be sure to like and subscribe to Wayfaring Curiosity Reviews, the home of Ryder Westwood!
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My new albums, Time And Again, and Freedom's Cause, available here in the links below!
https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/ryderwestwood/time-and-again
https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/ryderwestwood/freedoms-cause
Lyrics:
"Saturday Night Showdown"
Well, the sun’s goin' down on a hot July,
Everybody's headin' where the fields run wide.
We got a barn decked out, lights strung high,
And the smell of barbecue in the sky.
Jimmy's on the grill, cold beer in hand,
Ain’t nobody here with big-time plans.
The band’s tuned up, and boots are worn,
We’ve been waitin' all week for this night to be born.
It’s a Saturday night showdown, kickin' up dust,
Two-step swingin', yeah, it’s just us.
The whole town’s here, ready to unwind,
With a fiddle, guitar, and homemade wine.
We’re spinnin' and singin' 'til the break of dawn,
Raisin’ hell ‘til the cows come home.
It’s the best kind of livin’, feelin' right,
At a Saturday night showdown tonight.
There’s a pie contest, judged by Granny Mae,
She’s got a sharp eye for blueberry or crème brûlée.
Kids chasin' fireflies, laughin' in the dark,
While we gather where the band’s gonna start.
Jenny’s got her boots shined just right,
She’s eyein’ Bobby Joe across the light.
And when the fiddle breaks, sparks will fly,
We’re just livin’ in the moment tonight.
I caught her eye from across the floor,
She was standin’ by the band, wantin' more.
I pulled her close, spun her tight,
She smiled as I held her in neon light.
With a two-step and twist of my hips,
I whispered sweet, watchin' her lips.
She’s leanin' closer, I’m playin' it smooth,
Fallin’ for the way I make my move!
The mood is high, the lights down low,
Come on, baby, gimme that show.
Put your foot down, show me that strut,
Do-si-do, good God girl, whoa!
You got me spinnin', burnin’ me up,
That smile got me feelin' the rush.
With every move, turnin’ me on,
We’ll be dancin’ like this all night long!
It’s a Saturday night showdown, kickin' up dust,
Two-step swingin', yeah, it’s just us.
The whole town’s here, ready to unwind,
With a fiddle, guitar, and homemade wine.
We’re spinnin' and singin' 'til the break of dawn,
Raisin’ hell ‘til the cows come home.
It’s the best kind of livin’, feelin' right,
At a Saturday night showdown tonight.
Ain’t no city lights, no fancy scene,
Just a whole lotta country, if you know what I mean.
We’ve got the fire burnin', stars up high,
Where the heart of the South meets the sky.
You got me spinnin', burnin’ me up,
That smile got me feelin' the rush.
With every move, turnin’ me on,
We’ll be dancin’ like this all night long!
Yeah, it’s the best kind of livin’, no end in sight,
At a Saturday night showdown tonight.
Be sure to like and subscribe to Wayfaring Curiosity Reviews, the home of Ryder Westwood!
#music #country #countrymusic #entertainment #newmusic #newsong #newvideo
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