get gone

stranded

heart of dixie

ramble

hell or high water

homebound

back on my bullshit (feat. cam spinks)

bluegrass in my shoes

home is where the heart is (feat. cam spinks)

revival

homebound (first take)

recorded live at muscle sh0als sound studios inc.

produced by darius reed, engineered by colin lott, mixed by colin lott and darius reed, mastered by rich stratton at red tuxedo mastering services

all songs written by steven lane & darius reed. “back on my bullshit” and “home” written by steven lane, darius reed, and cam spinks.

all songs copyright steven lane llc 2025. all rights reserved.

www.stevenlane.com

S

teven lane

recorded live

andrew haddad

with

cam spinks

charlie pharo

colin lott

& the yellowhammers

ian cuthbertson

hell or high water

darius reed

&

at muscle shoals sound studio

get gone

(written by steven lane)

beneath this old hollow tree

is where i’ll get down on one knee

with only twenty dollars and this ring

it ain’t much of nothing starting out

i’ll make damn sure we won’t go without

and make something of this god forsaken name

and we’ll get gone

we’ll get gone

before the dawn will break and the cold tomorrow comes

we’ve walked the line

and worked through pain

worked our bodies to our graves

for somebody else’s dime we’ll never see

so it’s time we fight for change

on our own for brighter days

to make something that this world can’t take away

and we’ll get gone

we’ll get gone

before the dawn will break and the cold tomorrow comes

tonight we run

and we’ll get gone

we’ll get gone

before the dawn will break and the cold tomorrow comes

stranded

(written by steven lane)

you met me sinking down in it deep

stuck down a whiskey bottle

somewhere in tennessee

but somehow i managed to finally reap

what i done sowed, too old

to stay out in these streets

it left me stranded

what came over me?

i was stranded

in this american dream

so there i was standing

at about midnight

i had my mind made up

to throw away my life

but my feet were planted

got my head on right

it come time to find myself

and quit just gettin’ by

it left me stranded

what came over me?

i was stranded

in this american dream

i threw my stones

misplaced the blame

i felt the cold

started to shake

it left me stranded

what came over me?

i was stranded

in this american dream

heart of dixie

(written by steven lane)

got a heavy head and i woke up late

i’m trying to put together when i took the bait

sure ain’t seen these walls before

or that pretty little thing standing at the door

when i’m in that heart of dixie

the devil’s right behind

when i drink that poison whiskey

i sure done lost my mind

scratched my head tried cuttin loose

she made me an offer i couldn’t refuse

she weaved her web and cast her spell

she got to howling raising hell

when i’m in that heart of dixie

the devil’s right behind

when i drink that poison whiskey

i sure done lost my mind

if only i’d have got it right

the shacked up shackles done took my life

so help me jesus find the light

and cut me loose from that devil’s line

when i’m in that heart of dixie

the devil’s right behind

when i drink that poison whiskey

i sure done lost my mind

ramble

(written by steven lane)

i’ve been a man of simple taste

taught to be kind and not to waste

a single dime of my own take

on wishing wells or old mistakes

i thought that i had it all

figured i’d just die alone

and took it out on these aching bones

with whiskey bottles and country songs

‘cause i’ll ramble

ramble ’til i’m gone

these ashes burned, a fire grew

and smoldered on what i went through

kept me going kept me strong

to face myself where i went wrong

i fight for mine, stand up tall

play this hand win, lose, or draw

the night’s its darkest before the dawn

but i can’t stay i’m heading on

‘cause i’ll ramble

ramble ’til i’m gone

where would i be if i could just’ve settled down?

how far would i’d come along?

pray for me mama that i might find myself somehow

or i’ll ramble

ramble ’til i’m gone

hell or high water

(written by steven lane & darius reed)

the jury’s out

my bed is made

my time’s been up now for three damn days

and i’ve got without

but still i prayed

i’d see the outside before my grave

you underestimated what we could do

so come hell or high water we’ll come looking for you

it’s a loaded smith & wesson in the hand of a fool

just be cool

‘cause it’s true

we’ll make a martyr out of you

come on

i served my sentence and i changed my ways

but under the jail cell is where i’ll stay

there’s no reformation

just a debt that’s paid

don’t think they’d mind if i slipped away

you underestimated what we could do

so come hell or high water we’ll come looking for you

it’s a loaded smith & wesson in the hand of a fool

just be cool

‘cause it’s true

we’ll make a martyr out of you

come on

homebound

(written by darius reed, steven lane, & andrew haddad)

when the juke joint closes down

and the neon packs up & leaves this town

i should pick it on up and go

but i’d rather be in a dive bar filled with smoke

looking for a place without your ghost

but all i seem to find is a last call toast

‘bout as low as low can get

and you’re the dancing silhouette of my past regrets

and i know all the reasons why

you box up all your shit instead of stay and try

while i’m under the stars running around

could’ve been next to you

our love safe & sound

oughta be homebound

and i know it

battling demons

learning and growing

i can’t be in this house even for a little while

with the man that set your heart on fire

when the dusk has turned to dawn

and the buzz i had has long since gone

locks have changed no place to go

the sun has set on a love gone cold

nd i know all the reasons why

you box up all your shit instead of stay and try

while i’m under the stars running around

could’ve been next to you

our love safe & sound

oughta be homebound

and i know it

battling demons

learning and growing

i can’t be in this house even for a little while

with the man that set your heart on fire

and you

in.a different place and time

and you

i’d give you that piece of mind

that you

won’t have to look that hard to find

for the man you knew back then

for the man i could have been

oughta be homebound

and i know it

battling demons

learning and growing

i can’t be in this house even for a little while

with the man that set your heart on fire

back on my bullshit

(written by cam spinks)

guess i’m back on my bullshit again

takin’ shots of crown

and spinning round all the honky tonk women

i left the dive at closing time

and woke up in a ditch

yeah i’m back on my bullshit again

what’s it gonna take to get my attention?

swore that i turned over a new leaf

but this green-eyed girl just bought me another old fashioned

and turning it down would be so rude of me

yes, i’m back on my bullshit again

takin’ shots of crown

and spinning round all the honky tonk women

i left the dive at closing time

and woke up in a ditch

yeah i’m back on my bullshit again

this out of towner’s mouth keeps on running

he’s upset i beat him in a game of pool

well i ain’t lookin’ for any kind of altercation

but if he keeps it up i just might lose my cool

yes, i’m back on my bullshit again

and the neon lights

the barroom fights with all my rowdy friends

i left the dive at closing time

and woke up in a ditch

yeah, i’m back on my bullshit again

i left the dive with a bag of ice

up against my bloody lip

yeah, i’m back on my bullshit again

guess i’m back on my bullshit again

bluegrass in my shoes

(written by steven lane )

well i’ll spend my evenings on the corner

making pennies for these songs

hoping for the dollar that’ll get me back on home

and i’ll lay my head right here

waitin’ on tomorrow’s train

to take me to the city

where i’ll do it all again

this life we choose won’t make the news

but at twenty-two what do you have to lose?

just smiling through the ride

even if i win or lose

‘cause i’ll always have this disposition

and bluegrass in my shoes

ain’t got no sense for nothin’

just these six strings and a plan

to play until i can’t no more or make it with the band

but i won’t lay down for no one

y’all can catch us if you can

and you can pull these singin’ strings

from out my cold, dead hands

this life we choose won’t make the news

at thirty-two what do i have to lose?

just smiling through the ride

even if i win or lose

‘cause i’ll always have this disposition

and bluegrass in my shoes

these nights sure carried on but they kept this family fed

i move a little slower, few more gray hairs on my head

but i still smiled through it all and i’ll lay down in this bed

to come home to my babies and my honey now instead

this life we choose won’t make the news

at forty-two what will i have to lose?

just smiling through the ride

even if i win or lose

‘cause i’ll always have this disposition

and bluegrass in my shoes

home is where the heart is

(written by darius reed, cam spinks, & steven lane )

it’s front porch swings and kisses you put right here on my cheek

it’s rippin’ lips and takin’ dips in a muddy water creek

it ain’t much of a life from the outside, but everything i need is here

my daddy’s daddy bought this land thst you and i held dear

they say home is where the heart is

but you took mine when you walked out

now it’s just some two by’s and sheet rock

not a lot to write home about

it’s just empty spaces and long gone faces and a list of things to do

but this old house can’t be a home

if i ain’t livin’ here with you

well i remember the day you picked the paint

we put up on the wall

there’s picture frames of better days

hangin’ in the hall

there’s a part of me that could never leave

even though you’re not around

but a part of me wants to strike a match

& burn it to the ground

they say home is where the heart is

but you took mine when you walked out

now it’s just some two by’s and sheet rock

not a lot to write home about

it’s just empty spaces and long gone faces and a list of things to do

but this old house can’t be a home

if i ain’t livin’ here with you

now i ain’t got a pot to piss in

or a hook for this old hat

i left with nothin’ but a lesson learned

when i struck off this old match

they say home is where the heart is

but you took mine when you walked out

now it’s just some two by’s and sheet rock

not a lot to write home about

it’s just empty spaces and long gone faces and a list of things to do

but this old house can’t be a home

if i ain’t livin’ here with you

revival

(written by steven lane )

take me down to the river where the water meets the trees

for what i’ve done and been lying in

it’s time that i come clean

lay me down in the water

wash the darkness from my soul

take me from this prison so i might walk a different road

‘cause you won’t take him without a fight

he’s waiting quiet as the night

shines in the moon bright as a fire

just to help you sign his dotted line

well i’m no saint just a sinner

chasing daylight in these streets

they’d have me thrown in a lion’s den

to fight for what i believe

so lay me down in jesus’ name

get the voices off my soul

and set me free in the fire

let this revival take control

‘cause you won’t take him without a fight

he’s waiting quiet as the night

shines in the moon bright as a fire

just to help you sign his dotted line

‘cause you won’t take him without a fight

he’s waiting quiet as the night

shines in the moon bright as a fire

just to help you sign his dotted line

the yellowhammers:

steven lane - VOX, rhythm guitars, organ

andrew haddad - lead guitar

cam spinks - VOX on “back on my bullshit” and “home is where the heart is”

charlie pharo - BAX on “homebound” and “bluegrass in my shoes”

colin lott - bass guitar

ian cuthbertson - pedal steel, piano, BAX on “bluegrass in my shoes”

darius reed - drums

recorded live at muscle shoals sound studios

produced by darius reed

engineered by colin lott

mixed by darius reed and colin lott

mastered by rich stratton at red tuxedo mastering services

for steve, george, marie, david, kenny, marc, maia, ernestine, janisse, mark & tommy

all songs written by steven lane & darius reed. except “back on my bullshit” and “home” written by steven lane, darius reed, and cam spinks.

www.stevenlane.com