I write lyrics, country mostly. I sometimes venture out into other genres.
I am always seeking collaboration for my lyrics.
Lyrics
(c) 2010 Geneva Keith / Devin Melanson
She's got a suitcase full of hand me downs
She's got a pocket full of dreams,
Songbook, a pickup truck, a map with circled towns
Hold the keys to set her free
Her crystal vision's bigger than a poor dirt farmers wife,
She won't walk in mama's boots for her entire life.
Although she feared she might...until tonight
Chorus
She's been dreaming all her life she is the next rising star
Couldn't grow up soon enough to leave
Guitar case on the sidewalk catches change beside the park
Every chord she plays floats through the trees
Every note she sings say she believes
In a long lived Nashville dream
Verse 2
She's got the hammer down rolling by
Golden fields of waving wheat
Gibson guitar strapped in and ridin' high
Right beside her on the seat
These sleepy hollow towns are not where she belongs
Country miles fall behind when opportunity comes along
When the feelin got too strong...she was gone
Chorus
She's been dreamin all her life, she is the next rising star,
Couldn't grow up soon enough to leave..
Waitressin' all summer, pocket change to make a start,
Cross the border now into Tennessee
She feels rough and ready, and she believes..
In a long lived Nashville dream.
Bridge
What'll she step into steppin' out of mama's boots?
Will her soul wear out while she searches for new shoes
Out here she gets to choose
And she can't lose
She's been dreamin all her life, she is the next rising star,
Couldn't grow up soon enough to leave..
The Bluebird on a Sunday, or the Opry after dark
Every chord she plays float through the eves
Every note she sings say she believes
In a long lived Nashville dream
Tag
In a long lived Nashville dream
In a long lived Nashville dream
