Bad Memory Lane
© 2025 Kevin P. Stonerock BMI
I could have sworn I’d left you behind
Most days I’m doing fine
I don’t believe in wasting time
And you hardly ever drift across my mind
Then something happens that I cannot explain
I take a walk down bad memory lane
It could be a picture
It could be a song
Taking me to places
Where I don’t belong
I don’t need a road map
I know where to go
And I know you’re always waiting at the end of the road
I got nobody but myself to blame
When I take a walk down bad memory lane
I know there ain’t no future in the past
This feeling comes and goes, it never lasts
I know I’m gonna be ok
I’m looking up ahead to better days
Then I take a detour, the destination’s plain
I’m headed straight down bad memory lane
It could be a picture
It could be a song
Taking me to places
Where I don’t belong
I don’t need a roadmap
I know where to go
And I know you’re always waiting at the end of the road
I got nobody but myself to blame
Every time I climb aboard this train
It takes me straight down bad memory lane
Every now and then I go insane
And take a walk down bad memory lane
Credits:
Kevin Stonerock - acoustic guitars, Danelectro baritone guitar, bass, lead and harmony vocals
Derrick Carnes - drums
Shane Guse - fiddle
Ed (Pee Wee Charles) Ringwald - pedal steel
Gabriel Stonerock - electric Telecaster
Stacey Lee Guse - harmony vocal
Nothing Dies Slower Than a Dream
© 2025 Kevin P. Stonerock BMI
Nothing dies slower than a dream
If you look around you’ll know just what I mean
Somebody always comes around
Who just can’t wait to shoot it down
But nothing dies slower than a dream
Nothing’s more desperate than a man
Who sees his chances slipping through his hands
Can’t count the times that he’s been told
He’s all washed up, that he's too old
But Nothing dies slower than a dream
Sometimes he feels like going under
He gets back up for one more round
He won’t let the sound of distant thunder
Get him down…can’t keep him down
Nothing dies slower than a dream
But 65 don’t feel like 17
He’s busted up and he’s been throwed
But this ain’t his first rodeo
Nothing dies slower than a dream
Sometimes he feels like going under
He gets back up for one more round
He won’t let the sound of distant thunder
Get him down…can’t keep him down
Nothing dies slower than a dream
If you look around you’ll know just what I mean
Somebody always comes around
Who just can’t wait to shoot you down
But nothing dies slower than a dream
Credits:
Kevin Stonerock - acoustic guitars, Danelectro baritone rhythm and lead guitar, Telecaster solo, bass, lead and harmony vocals
Derrick Carnes - drums
Ed (Pee Wee Charles) Ringwald - pedal steel
Down Home Ain't Down Home Anymore
© 2017 Kevin P. Stonerock and Billy Ray Reynolds BMI
We never used to lock the front door in this sleepy little town
And a stranger was someone who had never come around
There the old men told their stories on the steps outside the store
But down home ain't down home anymore
Families gathered 'round their tables holding hands and saying grace
And if someone happened over, there were always extra plates
And a friend was never further than the folks who lived next door
But down home ain't down home anymore
I wish that I could go there just once more
Where the courthouse clock for 20 years reads “five to four”
And I’d like to take a walk along some streets I knew before
But down home ain’t down home anymore
A handshake sealed a bargain and a good name meant a lot
Folks were known by the love they gave and not by what they'd got
And a wrong was soon forgotten and a friendship soon restored
But down home ain't down home anymore
I wish that I could go there just once more
Where the courthouse clock for 20 years reads “five to four”
And I’d like to take a walk along some streets I knew before
But down home ain’t down home anymore
No, down home ain't down home anymore
Credits:
Kevin Stonerock - acoustic guitars, electric guitar, bass, lead vocal
Derrick Carnes - drums
Shane Guse - fiddle
Ed (Pee Wee Charles) Ringwald - pedal steel
Abby Carr - harmony vocals
SUMMER TIME ©2025 Kevin P. Stonerock
Young boy in the summer time
Shady tree and a fishing line
Lying on my back in a flatbed full of hay
The smell of my baseball glove
First kiss, falling in love
Riding my bike and hanging with my friends all day
In the good old summer time
Young man in the summer time
Feeling my oats and doing fine
Washing my car for a big night on the town
Suntan and patched blue jeans
Prettiest girl I’d ever seen
Showing her off and feeling mighty proud
In the good old summer time
I miss the summer time
Way back when you were mine
Holding hands at the end of a lazy day
I wish the summer time
Could be like the one here in my mind
When trouble seemed a million miles away
In the good old summer time
How I miss those carefree days
Where I learned to work and lived to play
When dreams could overcome reality
Maybe those days will come again
Somewhere at the rainbow’s end
In the meantime in my mind it’ll always be
the good old summer time
The summer time…
I miss the summer time
Way back when you were mine
Holding hands at the end of a lazy day
I wish the summer time
Could be like the one here in my mind
When trouble seemed a million miles away
In the good old summer time
In the summer time
In the summer time
Kevin Stonerock - acoustic guitars, Danelectro baritone electric guitar, bass, lead vocal
Derrick Carnes - drums, harmony vocals
Ed (Pee Wee Charles) Ringwald - pedal steel
Gabriel Stonerock - electric Gretsch Country Gentleman guitar fills and solo, organ
Abby Carr - harmony vocals
Party of One
© 2025 Kevin P. Stonerock BMI
Sittin’ in the sunshine with a big cigar
Listening to the birds sing, strumming my guitar
Things that to most folks would not seem like fun
But to me, it’s a party of one
Late summer breezes at the ending of the day
I got no place to be now, so I dream the hours away
Drifting on a quiet lake when my work is done
And to me, it’s a party of one
Don’t get me wrong I love it when my baby comes around
She’s the one that keeps me firmly planted on the ground
But everybody needs to have a moment in the sun
We all need a party of one
Coffee by a campfire on a moonlit night
Waking as the sleepy world slowly comes to life
Letting my mind wander before the day’s begun
That to me is a party of one
Don’t get me wrong I love it when my baby comes around
She’s the one that keeps me firmly planted on the ground
But everybody needs to have a moment in the sun
We all need a party of one
Kevin Stonerock - acoustic guitars, Fender bass, Danelectro baritone electric guitar, harmonica, lead and harmony vocals
Derrick Carnes - drums, harmony vocals
Ed (Pee Wee Charles) Ringwald - pedal steel
Abby Carr - harmony vocals
North of November © 2025 Kevin P. Stonerock BMI
In this world there will be trouble
I know, I’ve had my share
But lately it feels like double
And I’m finding it harder to care
On a train bound for nowhere going nowhere fast
Counting cross ties passing by
And I’m finding myself somewhere just north of November
With autumn fading fast
And if I ever felt older I swear I don’t remember
I’m just trying to make it last
Trying to make this journey last
Monuments I thought would last forever
Are in a pile by the side of the road
And loves I thought would leave me never
Have long grown silent and cold
Cursed by a longing for things that used to be
And things that never were
And I’m finding myself somewhere just north of November
With autumn fading fast
And if I ever felt colder I swear I don’t remember
Just trying to make it last
The candle's burning fast
I was going through some photographs
Lord we were so young
There’s this long haired kid with a cheap guitar
He was barely twenty one
Looking in the mirror I can hardly see his face
Through the man that he’s become
And I’m finding myself somewhere just north of November
With autumn fading fast
And if I ever felt older I swear I don’t remember
I’m just trying to make it last
Trying to make this journey last
The candle's burning fast
Trying to make it last
Credits
Kevin Stonerock - acoustic guitars, bass, lead vocal
Ed (Pee Wee Charles) Ringwald - pedal steel
Derrick Carnes - drums
Anything That Opens the Can ©2025 Kevin P. Stonerock BMI
Way back in the good old days
Summer time was a golden haze
Never had a care in the world
Or none that I recall
Cruise around the old hometown
Music up and the windows rolled down
School was just a bad memory
In the early days of June
Hot days, cool nights
Wishing I had money to burn
Digging change from the old sedan
On advice from my old man
Anything that opens the can
Decked out for the Jubilee
Trying to get a little something for free
Pretty girl on the ferris wheel
Going round and round again
There she stands by the old pine tree
Could have sworn she was looking at me
Frat boy in the red Grand Prix
She’s gone with the wind
Oh no there she goes
Home Run for the team
He can have her backyard tan
I’m working on a brand new plan
It’s called Anything that opens the can
Sometimes life just falls in place
Some days you roll the dice
Sometimes you walk away, sometimes you take a stand
Anything that opens the can
Drunk crowd at the Moose hall dance
Tubes out on my guitar amp
Strings deader than four pm
On a Sunday afternoon
Plug it in to the old PA
Crank it up and just wail away
Singer doing the best he can
Though he’s slightly out of tune
Oh well, we couldn’t tell
If they were listening anyway
Packing up in the old step van
I’m Thinking bout my old man
Saying “Anything that opens the can
Anything that opens the can
Gotta get it anyway that you can
Credits:
Kevin Stonerock - acoustic guitars, Fender bass, Danelectro baritone electric guitar, lead and harmony vocals
Derrick Carnes - drums, harmony vocals
Ed (Pee Wee Charles) Ringwald - pedal steel
Gabriel Stonerock - electric guitar
Abby Carr - harmony vocals
This Old House ©2025 Kevin P. Stonerock BMI
They built this place in 1963
It became a home to mom and dad and me
I remember how I’d sit here on this bed
And practice my guitar until my fingers bled
I’m Just Saying Goodbye to this Old House
Soon it will belong to someone else
If the lights are on and the music’s way too loud
Don’t mind me, I’m just saying goodbye to this old house
There's the hall where I’d stop to pet old Prince
He’d listen to my problems and act like I made sense
There’s the silver maple where I used to play
And the sidewalk where we always stood to have our pictures made
I’m Just Saying Goodbye to this Old House
Soon it will belong to someone else
If the lights are on and the music’s way too loud
Don’t mind me, I’m just saying goodbye to this old house
There’s the table where my mom had supper made
And the chair where my dad would sit and talk about his day
But the auctioneer will come next Saturday
And sell it to some stranger who will take it all away
I’m Just Saying Goodbye to this Old House
Soon it will belong to someone else
If the lights are on and the music’s way too loud
Don’t mind me, I’m just saying goodbye to this old house
Don’t mind me, I’m just saying goodbye to this old house
Credits:
Kevin Stonerock - acoustic guitars, Fender bass, banjo, lead and harmony vocals
Derrick Carnes - drums, harmony vocals
Shane Guse - fiddle
Ed (Pee Wee Charles) Ringwald - pedal steel
Stacey Lee Guse - harmony vocals
Atlanta In Reverse © Kevin P. Stonerock 2025
I’d rather drive through Atlanta in reverse
I’d rather walk across Death Valley with a hornet in my shirt
I could not live without her
But living with her’s worse
I’d rather drive through Atlanta
Atlanta in reverse
I followed her like an old hound dog
Waiting for a bone
I would have been less lonely all alone
Losing her was torture
But pleasing her was worse
I’d rather drive through Atlanta
Atlanta in reverse
I swear that girl was born with rambling shoes..
That sweet love song she sang to me soon became the blues
It seems my little blessing has turned into a curse
I’d rather drive through Atlanta
Atlanta in reverse
I followed her like an old hound dog
Waiting for a bone
I would have been less lonely all alone
Losing her was torture
But pleasing her was worse
I’d rather drive through Atlanta
Atlanta in reverse
I followed her like an old hound dog
Waiting for a bone
I would have been less lonely all alone
Losing her was torture
But keeping her was worse
I’d rather drive through Atlanta
Atlanta in reverse
She threw it into overdrive while I was stuck in first
I’d rather drive through Atlanta, Atlanta in reverse
Credits:
Kevin Stonerock - acoustic guitars, harmonica, Fender bass, Danelectro baritone electric guitar, lead and harmony vocals, percussion
Derrick Carnes - drums
Ed (Pee Wee Charles) Ringwald - pedal steel
It Won’t Be Long ©2025 Kevin P. Stonerock BMI
It won’t be long til I see you again
But until then I keep hanging on
Doing the things that you taught me how to do
Keeping the faith cause it won’t be long
I miss you sometimes much more than I let on
But you’re never more than one thought away
Sometimes I get tired but I keep pushing on
One step at a time cause it won’t be long
It won’t be long until you run to me
With open arms and welcome me home
The road is so long but I will see you again
I know in my heart it won’t be long
Sometimes it seems it’s been an eternity
Since I felt your touch and saw your sweet smile
Yet sometimes it seems it was just yesterday
And that keeps me strong cause it won’t be long
I see your face sometimes when I close my eyes
I hear your voice saying its gonna be fine
I know you’ll be there at the end of this long hard road
So I keep moving on, cause it won’t be long
I keep holding on cause it won’t be long
Credits:
Kevin Stonerock - acoustic guitars, Fender bass, Danelectro baritone and Gretsch Country Gentleman electric guitar, lead vocal
Derrick Carnes - drums,
Ed (Pee Wee Charles) Ringwald - pedal steel
Gabriel Stonerock - electric guitar
Stacey Lee Guse - harmony vocals
I Heard I Had a Good Time ©2025 Kevin P. Stonerock BMI
Well I came here years ago
But I didn’t really know
All the things the good life had in store
So I hung around a while
And used my winning smile
To get myself thrown out of every door
But I heard I had a good time
I read it in the hometown paper
They said I’m doing fine
I’m walking in the rain
But I guess I can’t complain
I heard I had a good time
The day I came to town
You showed me around
And I marveled at the big shots on the square
But you blew through all my dough
How was I to know
You’d run off and leave me standing there
But I heard I had a good time
The Greyhound left at a quarter to three
And I got left behind
So I’m walking in the rain but I guess I can’t complain
I heard I had a good time
Well I never did fit in with all your high tone friends
But you can’t say I didn’t try
In conclusion I must say
I never liked them anyway
I guess it’s time I moved on down the line
But I heard I had a good time
Now I’m standing on the corner of Misery and Wine
I’m walking in the rain
But I guess I can’t complain
Cause I heard I had a good time
Got my thumb out in the rain, all my money’s down the drain
But I heard I had a good time
Credits:
Kevin Stonerock - acoustic guitars, Fender bass, electric guitar harmony solos, lead vocal
Derrick Carnes - drums, harmony vocals
Ed (Pee Wee Charles) Ringwald - dobro
Gabriel Stonerock - electric guitar
All Those Years Ago ©2025 Kevin P. Stonerock BMI
All those years ago
I wonder if you know
There was a time I loved you so
All those years ago
The fires of love have died
But the embers still survive
Reminding me of who we were
All those years ago
The dreams that we had back then
Never will come true
Though we can’t change the past
I’m glad that there was you
All those years ago
Though time must take it’s toll
I won’t forget the love we shared
All those years ago
This song is for you
And hearts that once were true
Forgive me for mistakes I made
All those years ago
The dreams that we had back then
Never will come true
Though we can’t change the past
I’m glad that there was you
All those years ago
When life moved oh so slow
There was a time I loved you so
All those years ago
I was the one who loved you so
All those years ago
Credits:
Kevin Stonerock - acoustic guitars, fretless U bass, lead vocal
Ed (Pee Wee Charles) Ringwald - pedal steel
Sidewinder ©2025 Kevin P. Stonerock BMI
She’s just an old sidewinder
Boys don’t let her get too close to you
She’s just an old sidewinder
Boys don’t let her get too close to you
Cause when she shake that tail
Ain’t no telling what she’s gonna do
Well she’s a locomotive
Running down a railroad track
She’s just a locomotive
Running down a railroad track
And when she pass you by
You can bet she won’t be comin’ back
She seemed so sweet just as sweet as sugar cane
But she took all my money and threw me off the train
But I’m an old DeSoto
Sittin’ out by the old barn door
I’m just an old DeSoto
Sittin’ out by your grandpa’s old barn door
Somebody turn my crank
And you’ll hear my engine roar
Well now she seemed so sweet just as sweet as a honey bee
But if you don’t get stung you’re a better man than me
She’s just an old sidewinder
Boys don’t let her get too close to you
She’s just an old sidewinder
Boys don’t let her get too close to you
Cause when she shake that tail
Ain’t no telling what she’s gonna do
Oh well now (Scat)
Skeet scat skedlebop beatun du oh
Hadalatta howdlety how
Skittlybot skeep Scott scoodle de dough
Boys you’d better run right now
She’s just an old sidewinder
Boys don’t let her get too close to you
Credits:
Kevin Stonerock - acoustic guitars, Fender bass, Danelectro baritone electric guitar, lead guitar (Telecaster), "train" brushes, lead and harmony vocals,
Derrick Carnes - drums
Ed (Pee Wee Charles) Ringwald - pedal steel
Gabriel Stonerock - electric guitar fills