Dave Dutch Miller

Username: Dave Dutch Miller

From: Leesburg, VA

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All hat, no cuts.

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  • One of Each
  • Beth Nielsen Chapman
  • Marty Dodson

Beth Nielsen Chapman commented on Dave Dutch Miller's lyric:

"Yes! It's jello! But Dave those are some great notes on where it could go. I am open to all suggestions. The song knows what it wants to be when it's all grown up. And of course it could be written many ways. Don Schlitz once said to me "we just gotta write it the best out of all the other writers!""

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Lyric by Dave Dutch Miller:

"To me, what she's playing sounds like a chorus, not V1. I envision this song to be along the lines of "Inspite of Ourselves". V1 could be her teasing him about his believes: And I'm never gonna change his mind. V2, him teasing her about hers. And I'm never gonna change her mind. Whether it be a duet, or adjusted for either gender (I'm never gonna change her/his mind, and she's/he's never gonna change my mind), the bridge would be: Maybe we don't agree, but one thing's for sure. We are meant for each other, and in it for the long haul, and no one's ever gonna change OUR mind(s)."

Marty Dodson commented on Dave Dutch Miller's lyric:

"Yes, Meredith. The first line of the bridge takes what we have been talking about in the moment and starts looking toward the future with every day ending this way. Instead of saying more in the moment stuff, we are talking about where this moment is going to take them and what the future will be like with someone so rare. The new river is crossing over into the future and imagining what this amazing woman will do to his life going forward."

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Lyric by Dave Dutch Miller:

"Everyone, remember that on the bridge, we want to say something new and move the story along and not just say more of the same thing. My first publisher always said, "don't build a brige unless there is a river to cross". So, let's make sure we have something BIG to say that advances the story!"

Beth Nielsen Chapman commented on Dave Dutch Miller's lyric:

"Yes! It's jello! But Dave those are some great notes on where it could go. I am open to all suggestions. The song knows what it wants to be when it's all grown up. And of course it could be written many ways. Don Schlitz once said to me "we just gotta write it the best out of all the other writers!""

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Lyric by Dave Dutch Miller:

"To me, what she's playing sounds like a chorus, not V1. I envision this song to be along the lines of "Inspite of Ourselves". V1 could be her teasing him about his believes: And I'm never gonna change his mind. V2, him teasing her about hers. And I'm never gonna change her mind. Whether it be a duet, or adjusted for either gender (I'm never gonna change her/his mind, and she's/he's never gonna change my mind), the bridge would be: Maybe we don't agree, but one thing's for sure. We are meant for each other, and in it for the long haul, and no one's ever gonna change OUR mind(s)."

Marty Dodson commented on Dave Dutch Miller's lyric:

"Yes, Meredith. The first line of the bridge takes what we have been talking about in the moment and starts looking toward the future with every day ending this way. Instead of saying more in the moment stuff, we are talking about where this moment is going to take them and what the future will be like with someone so rare. The new river is crossing over into the future and imagining what this amazing woman will do to his life going forward."

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Lyric by Dave Dutch Miller:

"Everyone, remember that on the bridge, we want to say something new and move the story along and not just say more of the same thing. My first publisher always said, "don't build a brige unless there is a river to cross". So, let's make sure we have something BIG to say that advances the story!"

Marty Dodson commented on Dave Dutch Miller's lyric:

"Funny! Farmer love song!"

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Lyric by Dave Dutch Miller:

"Can we get up now? My back's startin to hurt / Gotta rustle up some chow, check the Dow, milk the cow / Where did you say you work?"

Marty Dodson commented on Dave Dutch Miller's lyric:

"You"ve got some cool stuff here. I like the way you approached the first 4 lines especially. "

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Lyric by Dave Dutch Miller:

"Someone so rare / who makes me a little nervous / Someone so rare / who leaves me a little wordless / Not everyone sees it / but Baby believe it / You’re a home grown, full blown, hold the phone, roll your own, bad to the bone, never cloned, Queen of thrones, precious stone, They broke the mold, I swear / to someone so rare"

Marty Dodson commented on Dave Dutch Miller's lyric:

"This would be an interesting opening for a story song!"

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Lyric by Dave Dutch Miller:

"Starin’ at a showcase in a pawn shop, Great Grandpa’s gold pocket watch in my sweaty hand. My anxious heart was poundin nonstop. I was about to trade my treasure for a stone on a band. or: Trading his watch for a ring, but I knew he’d understand."

Marty Dodson commented on Dave Dutch Miller's lyric:

"Very interesting!"

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Lyric by Dave Dutch Miller:

"My mom hated your mom. And your mom hated mine / Both sets of brothers about to throw down / But the preacher showed up just in the nick of time."

Marty Dodson commented on Dave Dutch Miller's lyric:

"You went all out!"

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Lyric by Dave Dutch Miller:

"There's an overgrown rose bush in the backyard / at the end of a flagstone path / it's pretty but / I get cut / everytime I mow the grass. / I should dig it up / or tear it out / it's just a stupid ole plant / but we cared for that shrub / like a symbol of out love / so when push comes to shove / I just can't."

My Lyrics

Written for:

  • Beth Nielsen Chapman
  • Clay Mills
  • Marty Dodson
To me, what she's playing sounds like a chorus, not V1. I envision this song to be along the lines of "Inspite of Ourselves". V1 could be her teasing him about his believes: And I'm never gonna change his mind. V2, him teasing her about hers. And I'm never gonna change her mind. Whether it be a duet, or adjusted for either gender (I'm never gonna change her/his mind, and she's/he's never gonna change my mind), the bridge would be: Maybe we don't agree, but one thing's for sure. We are meant for each other, and in it for the long haul, and no one's ever gonna change OUR mind(s).
I guarantee Bigfoot’s for real / And Petty was the best ever, behind the wheel.

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A Different Kind of Tear
(Just From) Time to Time
I just couldn’t see / the things that you saw / Although the writing / was there on that wall / That I kept adding bricks to / til it got so tall / That I was too small / to see your side at all.
I just couldn’t see the things you saw Yet the writing was there on the wall
I cursed your name for years, as the cause of my own Hell I finally ran out of tears, and learned a lot about myself I’ve moved on, my anger’s gone, God bless, I wish you well.

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Everyone, remember that on the bridge, we want to say something new and move the story along and not just say more of the same thing. My first publisher always said, "don't build a brige unless there is a river to cross". So, let's make sure we have something BIG to say that advances the story!
I’m afraid to sleep / for fear you’re not real / And I’ll awake / to find myself alone here (pause, prechorus) ... still searchin this big ole sphere (for)
When the birds start to chirp / as the sun starts to rise I’ll pray it wasn’t a dream / and slowly open my eyes (to)

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Driftin asleep to Keith Whitley (with) A dream I can keep / always with me

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Tucked up together / like two spoons in a drawer Knowin’ I’ll never / need anything more.

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Most likely my demise, but I kind of dismissed the suggested melody. It seemed more like another pre-chorus rather than a bridge...You are my answer / My tiny dancer / As I drift off to sleep My hidden treasure / My ultimate pleasure / A dream that I can keep.
Can we get up now? My back's startin to hurt / Gotta rustle up some chow, check the Dow, milk the cow / Where did you say you work?
Someone so rare / who makes me a little nervous / Someone so rare / who leaves me a little wordless / Not everyone sees it / but Baby believe it / You’re a home grown, full blown, hold the phone, roll your own, bad to the bone, never cloned, Queen of thrones, precious stone, They broke the mold, I swear / to someone so rare
Someone so rare / who makes me a little nervous / Someone so rare / who leaves me a little wordless / Not everyone sees it / but Baby believe it / You're a home grown, full blown, hold the phone, roll your own, bad to the bone, never cloned, Queen of thrones, precious stone, broke the mold, no one else will could compare / to someone so rare

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Whoever knew / Who coulda guessed
Let’s hop in the shower, then go greet the day You can pick wild flowers as we walk ole Jake

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Must be a state of exhaustion causin' all of that sweat / You perspire more than anyone I've ever met.
I blew out both knees playin college ball / And I’ve had beer bottles broke across my skull / Did four tours with the Corp., been all I can be / My only weakness weighs one-ten wet, and stands just five foot three

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I never was one for sappy love songs So predictable and so cliched What these (other) singers sing about is all wrong Yet everybody’s buyin tickets to hear their charade
Doors were slammin' and gravel flyin' / she refused to believe that I wasn't lyin' / about where I was last night (or all day)
We were shinin' belt buckles / Two-steppin' to George Strait / My two left feet made ya chuckle / No, Fred Astaire, I ain't.

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Starin’ at a showcase in a pawn shop, Great Grandpa’s gold pocket watch in my sweaty hand. My anxious heart was poundin nonstop. I was about to trade my treasure for a stone on a band. or: Trading his watch for a ring, but I knew he’d understand.
My mom hated your mom. And your mom hated mine / Both sets of brothers about to throw down / But the preacher showed up just in the nick of time.
There's an overgrown rose bush in the backyard / at the end of a flagstone path / it's pretty but / I get cut / everytime I mow the grass. / I should dig it up / or tear it out / it's just a stupid ole plant / but we cared for that shrub / like a symbol of out love / so when push comes to shove / I just can't.

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