morning wood

a.i. assisted demo production of original songs, written, structured, and © by richard flynn murrey. the songwriting is still mine… creativity didn’t come from software. tools evolve—songwriting doesn’t. a.i. helps me produce demos efficiently and much cheaper! (especially after my stroke). however it’s made… the song either connects or it doesn’t. morning wood - ©Richard Murrey it’s the heat of the summer on a long trail of sweat dust clouds in my face, cow farts up my nose the herd is getting restless, could be trouble ahead the life of a wrangler, the way a round-up goes when i lay my head on the saddle, i dream of you back home i find myself in your arms, sinking in your pool of love when i awake i’m pitching a tent, for a moment that is scary but i smile and thank you darling for morning wood on the prairie rattlesnakes are a shaking, ground hog holes around but the herd keeps a moving towards water we found when the sun begins to sink in the red western sky the songs of the coyotes play a symphony of sound chorus repeat after six weeks riding and 500 miles, finally get some pay i hope i don’t get too drunk and buy a lady for a lay i’ll try and be a good man, the kind that stays so true but every morning there is wood and my balls are so blue. chorus repeat