Ode To The Yelling Tree

ODE TO THE YELLING TREE - Written by Carroll Bryant

So this is what love is

Watching you sleep

Feeling you breathe on me

My skin

Watching you dream

So this is who I am

A man in love with you

Knowing you love me too

My heart

Bursting within

When the rock slide fell on top of me

I was thinking that I was history

You came along with a brand new song

And showed me that you know me

And I belonged to someone

When the earth quake wanted to swallow me whole

You were there with a hand for me to hold

I was blind at first but now I see

What you mean to me

And I belong to someone

So this is what happy is

Watching you eat

Looking at that smile on your face

My sin

Watching you bless me

So this is who you are

A girl consumed with passion

Knowing that I won’t forsake you

My soul

Bursting within

When the ocean wave washed me ashore

You were there to declare love even more

Comforted me with tenderness instead

The empty words that lived inside my head

And I belonged to someone

When the world came crashing down on me

You were there to set my spirits free

You took me in and held me in the night

Now I believe that it’s time

To belong to someone

When the rock slide fell on top of me

I was thinking that I was history

You came along with a brand new song

And showed me that you know me

And I belonged to someone

When the earth quake wanted to swallow me whole

You were there with a hand for me to hold

I was blind at first but now I see

What you mean to me

And I belong to someone

So this is what love is

Watching you sleep

Feeling you breathe on me

My skin

Watching you dream

I’m watching you dream

You’re dreaming with me

Let’s keep on dreaming …  

She's Crazy

SHE'S CRAZY - Written by Carroll Bryant 

When night comes crawling around

Everybody gathers at the tavern on the edge of town

And when that girl comes prancing in the joint

All the guys go to war like the Hatfield’s and McCoy’s

The juices start to flowing

Testosterone gets out of control

Hell bent and whiskey woman

You know she’s not going to sleep alone

She gets crazy, out of her head

I’m gonna take her outside, out behind the back shed

Baby, that’s what he said

Don’t pay yourself no never mind

The girl, she likes to get crazy

Juke box hero’s are fine

Nobody pays a nickel and it plays itself all night

And that girl knows what to do

Little by little or one by one and maybe two by two

The doors to her paradise thighs

Is guarded by sin without a key

Just one look at you with those devil shot eyes

You know she’s not going to leave you in need

She gets crazy, out of her head

I’m gonna take her outside, out behind the back shed

Baby, that’s what he said

Don’t pay yourself no never mind

The girl, she likes to get crazy

Out of her head

I’m gonna take her outside, out behind the back shed

Baby, that’s what he said

Don’t pay yourself no never mind

The girl, she likes to get crazy

She is her own kind of brand 

Or mechanical bull for sure

She gets them all so dumb and blind 

Then she leads them to the door

To their doom

To the sex room 

The juices start to flowing

She knows how to wrangle up the boys

Hell bent and whiskey woman

They’re gonna go to war like the Hatfield’s and McCoy’s

She gets crazy, out of her head

I’m gonna take her outside, out behind the back shed

Baby, that’s what he said

Don’t pay yourself no never mind

The girl, she likes to get crazy

Oh, yeah

Woman

WOMAN - Written by Carroll Bryant 

We can look to a rainbow just to find lost dreams

We can look to a shooting star that carries not a meaning

We can look to a heart that’s hurting from a pain so true

When in truth, it’s all disconcerting

I would rather be looking at you

You’re the kind of woman that can cause a war

Falling through the floor of illusions

Walking through the door of tomorrow

You’re the kind of woman who can kill with just a stare

Leaving me bare and in confusion

Lighting all the fires in my soul

My sorrow shows every time you go

There are really no answers to what lies in between

There is really no purpose for us that we can find anything

There is only justice of the heart and everything that is real

Then in truth we discover exactly nothing

Or maybe the way we truly feel

You’re the kind of woman that can pick and choose

You got the moment waiting

Standing there like a ruse

You’re the kind of woman who can thrill with just a smile

Leading me to eternal mourning

Snuffing out the love-light in my eyes

My sorrow shows every time you cry

Do you want me to beg for you?

Tussle you?

Knock you to the ground?

Do you want me to fornicate?

Suffocate?

Or make some kind of sound?

I can't read your mind as well as I can read mine

You’re not an open book at all

How hard do you want me to hit when I fall?

You’re the kind of woman who can get me every time

Pull me out of the morning shadows

Throw me back into time

You’re the kind of woman that can pillar inside the lines

Leave them wanting more of never

Cast away the demons from my life

My sorrow shows every time I try