45 Jukebox

45 Jukebox

Written by Chris Pierce & Sam Hollander

Writin’ in the base of the well.

Fingers gettin’ ready to climb. 

Gonna put that pencil to paper. 

Layin all the truth on the line.

Lyrics in the dead of the darkness.

Spinnin for a twist of the light. 

Gon’ try try, free my mind.

Flowin’ like smoke so high.

Yeah the words gonna fly.

Spirit like a 45 Jukebox.

Waitin’ on the drop of a dime. 

Records are my road to freedom. 

Been waitin’ this whole damn life for my song to arrive.

Been chasin’ ghosts in Memphis.

Feel’um stackin’ like a church full of hymns. 

Gettin with the blues and the blessing.

Leave my essence at the edge of the bridge. 

Lyrics in the dead of the darkness.

Searching’ for a twist of the light.

Every note flow, like a river made of gold

Skippin’ on the water like a stone.

Yeah the beat gonna ride.

Spirit like a 45 Jukebox.

Waitin’ on the drop of a dime. 

Records are my road to freedom. 

Been waitin’ this whole damn life for my song to arrive.

Like a 45 Jukebox. (Repeats)