Someone requested this song in a comment. Took me awhile to find it. I wrote it 25-years ago as a tribute to a lady called Suzie Q. In the 1990s Texas bikers were heavily involved in the political process to change regulations and laws. I…

I had to buy new batteries for both my car and motorcycle. The motorcycle battery cost twice what a car battery used to cost. The car battery was on the "You've got to be kidding me scale!"

Football season is upon us, so I did a football/love/break-up song.

Sort of a love song ... in a rejection sort of way.

A lot of homeless now-a-days. I have a feeling this story isn't unique.

I found this song on YouTube and fell in love with it. It was covered by several Rockabilly artists such as Carl Perkins and Jerry Reed, so I assumed it was a 50s number, however I eventually traced it to William Lee (Plano Red) Perryman from…

Dug this one out of the crypt. Been so long ago I can't remember the motivation for writing it. Probably one of my many broken heart episodes.

Song I wrote using a slide on my old Silvertone Archtop guitar. Has its own sound.

I remember years ago there was a book, Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance. Though I loved motorcycles I never really saw a spiritual connection and didn't read it. As I've gotten older, though, I realize there is a lot more to the lifestyle…

From what I've gathered, the longest individual conversation Jesus had in the Bible was with a lady at a well. Thus, the title of the song.

Been out of socket music wise. The dentist wanted to redo all my teeth. A new smile in one day my ass. Took over a year. Just now getting to where I can half-way sing and blow my harp. The song? Sorta explains itself.

Thought this might be appropriate for the upcoming Halloween.

Years ago I was riding around on the raggedy motorcycle I had at the time and spotted this girl in a Chevy pickup at the Dairy Queen. She was cute and I pulled in. We talked and laughed and seemed to get along well. Through the years I'd run…

Had written this a few years back. I liked the concept, but the music didn't seem to fit. I rewrote and added a little harp.

The title says it all.

Through the years I've known several men who were told by their wives to grab their two-pair of Levis and hit the road. I always wondered if that happened to me, what would I take, besides my two-pair of jeans?

A Cheap Peavey Blues' piece. I don't blow much harp, don't have the wind for it, but occasionally I add some simple notes.

Highway 75 runs north from Dallas up into Oklahoma and God knows where. I have ridden than highway many times on my Harley.

This is a cover of a song written by my songwriter friend Mike Miller. I always thought he brought a unique perception to his writing. He gave permission for me to cover the piece. You can check him out at: https://www.facebook.com/steven…

An old song I wrote in 2005, but worked it this time with soft blues.