Ride | The Rough Puppies

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Artist:The Rough Puppies
Album:No album name set
Title:Ride
Year:2020
Genres:Rock
Liner notes

Vocals: Lou Galvan
Guitar: Billy Cuyler
Guitar, Bass, Backing Vocals: Robert Clark
Drums: Nick Buda (Taylor Swift)
Backing Vocals: Britt Savage (Billy Squier)

Produced by Billy Cuyler and Cliff Goldmacher
Co-produced by Lou Galvan and Robert Clark
Recording Engineer: Cliff Goldmacher (Grammy Board)
Mix Engineer: Dan Korneff (The Pretty Reckless, Breaking Benjamin)
Mastering Engineer: Ted Jensen (17 Grammys)

Special thanks to...
Sheree Spoltore'
Bruce Michael Miller (Paul McCartney)
Mason Douglas (Kid Rock)
Forrest York Guitars
Kruse Kontrol Amplification
© License

About the artist

Forged from 3 original members of a band that was working with Grammy nominated Soundgarden and Nirvana engineer Drew Canulette of Dogfish Sound during the rise of the Grunge era in the Pacific Northwest, the Rough Puppies have come back together with a new band based in Nashville, Tennessee to record new material for film sync and commercial radio!

With help and encouragement from our old friend Drew, and now from our new friends Cliff Goldmacher, Dan Korneff, Ted Jensen and others, the Rough Puppies are helping to define 21st century Mainstream Rock music!

Lyrics

Ride
Copyright 2020 - Billy Cuyler, Lou Galvan, Robert Clark

Packed up just before the dawn
A certain lady, has come and gone
Her scent still lingers, but she’s not the one
One kick start, saddle bags are on

Ride, ride ride
Greener pastures on the other side
Ride ride
Damn she’ll be a sight for my sore eyes

Long and hard I ride
Dusty trail behind my one headlight
Contemplating thoughts inside
No one can tame me, but she tried all night

Ride, ride ride
Greener pastures on the other side
Ride ride
Damn she’ll be a sight for my sore eyes

Speed is holdin'
She’s beholden
Throttle up why don’t ya

Stopped for a moment, ghost town inn
She came on to me, smelling like gin
And then she scoffed as I pushed her off
Another town is calling, hit the road again

Speed is holdin'
She’s beholden
Throttle up why don’t ya

Woke up just before the dawn
One kick start, saddle bags are on
Riding out towards the setting sun
Still searching for someone