James Robert Webb - Something Out Of Nothing (2024 Remaster)

Well, I'm headed down to Houston in a beat up rusted truck
Running out of fumes and hoping for a little luck
I've had a thousand bloody knuckles and a dozen broken bones
cnd there's a gold and silver buckle that I plan on bringing home

There's a change in the weather
cnd a voice inside that says ‘It's now or never'

Like a shot out of a cannon, just trying to hold on tight
I've got everything riding on this ride
Time to dig down deep, find that fire inside
To make something out of nothing tonight

There's a salty young vaquero on a bucking Brahma bull
Straight outta Broken crrow waiting for that gate to pull
cnd it's his first night in the bright lights
cnd tonight might be my last
But like ten paces in a gunfight, those eight seconds don't go fast

cnd there's a change in the weather
cnd a voice inside that says ‘It's now or never'

Like a shot out of a cannon, just trying to hold on tight
I've got everything riding on this ride
Time to dig down deep, find that fire inside
To make something out of nothing tonight

I'm never giving up, I'm never giving in
‘cause I could never leave with less than I came in here with

Like a shot out of a cannon, just trying to hold on tight
I've got everything riding on this ride
Time to dig down deep, find that fire inside
To make something out of nothing
To make something out of nothing
To make something out of nothing tonight

Written by:
Alex Ray Dooley, James Robert Webb

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