"17 Miles" 
Written by Jared Deck, Jacy Deck, Travis McKinzie,
            Wes Sharon 
Arranged by Jared Deck, Travis McKinzie, Brandon Cink,
            Chad Roper, Wes Sharon 
Jared Deck: vocals, acoustic guitar, percussion 
Travis McKinzie: drums 
Alan Orebaugh: electric guitar 
Daniel Walker: organ, piano 
Fred Hanradt: bass 
 

17 miles from the city that I call home 
Tumbleweeds rolling like car wheels on a gravel road 
My nerves are shaking like the hips of a Rolling Stone 
17 miles from the limits of all I’ve known 
  
            17 years with a rock in my sole 
            Moving to the beat of the lines on the road 
            Lines on my face, scars on my soul 
            17 miles and life to go, my lord 
            Oh my lord 
  
17 years of a life I call my own 
My dreams are blowing in the wind of an old dust storm 
No sense in stalling when your ride’s sitting up on fours 
17 years and my hand’s still on the door 
  
            17 years with a rock in my sole 
            Moving to the beat of the lines on the road 
            Lines on my face, scars on my soul 
            17 miles and life to go, my lord 
            Oh my lord 
  
17 miles to the city that I call home 
Tumbleweeds rolling like car wheels on a gravel road 
Radio plays another song I’ve heard before 
17 miles and my foot’s still on the floor 
  
            17 years with a rock in my sole 
            Moving to the beat of the lines on the road 
            Lines on my face, scars on my soul 
            17 miles and life to go 
            17 miles and life to go, my lord 
            I’m coming home

"Grace"  
Written by Jared Deck  
Arranged by Jared Deck, Travis McKinzie, Chad Roper,
            Alan Orebaugh, Wes Sharon  
Jared Deck: vocals, acoustic guitar  
Travis McKinzie: drums  
Luke Mullenix: bass  
Alan Orebaugh: electric guitar  
Daniel Walker: organ, piano  
Cora Gutel: vocals  
Wes Sharon: percussion  


I have lived with a lot of things
That I could never live down 
I have made up my own mind
And I could never let down 
And these decisions have given me
A better chance in the fight 
I have lived with a lot of things
That I hope God can make right 
  
I believe in a lot of things
But I can’t believe in it all 
I hear the sermon of my life
But I can’t answer the call 
And this direction is killing me
But it’s all that I can find 
I believe in a lot of things
But I can’t believe in a lie 
  
            Yeah, the stone’s at your feet 
            Yeah, when the pain is discreet 
  
            It’s a hard fight 
            It’s a dark night 
            When you feel the light fall on your face 
  
I remember the holy land
The place from which I come 
The sweet soil that steadied me
The river for which I run 
This defection has given me
Appreciation for home 
I remember the rolling waves
That placed me where I belong

            Yeah, the stone’s at your feet  
            Yeah, when the pain is discreet  
   
            It’s a hard fight  
            It’s a dark night  
            When you feel the light fall on your face 
            Grace

            It’s a hard fight  
            It’s a dark night  
            When you feel the light fall on your face 
            Grace

"Wrong Side Of The Night"   
Written by Jared Deck   
Arranged by Jared Deck, Chad Roper,
            Luke Mullenix, Wes Sharon   
Jared Deck: vocals, acoustic guitar   
Travis McKinzie: drums   
Luke Mullenix: bass.   
Alan Orebaugh: electric guitar  
Daniel Walker: organ   
Ryan Engleman: pedal steel   


Say my name for future reference 
I need a memory to regret 
As I walk out the door to find what can’t be found 
You know I’ll always let you down 
  
This road is paved with good intentions 
Well, I intended all along 
To be the man who’d walk beside you through the night 
So I bend toward the light 
  
            These tears come running down 
            When I think of all the ones I left behind 
            These walls come crumbling down 
            When I give the wrong up for the right 
            I’ve been living for the wrong side of the night 
  
I got kids back home that miss me 
If they remember me at all 
Got a boy who wants to be just like his Pa 
Son, that ain’t too much at all 
  
This road is paved with second chances 
And my heart ages by the mile 
But that horizon lies just beyond my sight 
So I bend toward the light 
  
            These tears come running down 
            When I think of all the ones I left behind 
            These walls come crumbling down 
            When I give the wrong up for the right 
            I’ve been living for the wrong side of the night

"The American Dream"    
Written by Jared Deck, Wes Sharon    
Arranged by Jared Deck, Travis McKinzie,
            Brandon Cink, Wes Sharon    
Jared Deck: vocals, acoustic guitar    
Travis McKinzie: drums    
Luke Mullenix: bass    
Alan Orebaugh: electric guitar    
Daniel Walker: organ    
Wes Sharon: percussion    


Some days are for fighting
Some days are for peace 
Sometimes, we gotta roll up our sleeves
We gotta rage against machines 
Freedom in our religion
Freedom down on our knees 
Freedom down in the soul of a man
It’s a God-given disease 
  
            Harder than it seems 
            It’s the American dream 
  
Two kids and a mortgage
Three chords and the truth 
Four on the floor and a knock on the door
To wage the sins of our youth 
Send a kid off to college
Send another to war 
Save the trouble of deciding yourself
What the hell is this all for 
  
            Harder than it seems 
            It’s the American dream 
  
            There ain’t no way to keep us down
            If there’s a fight, we’ll see it through 
            We pay our bills
            Pay our dues to the red, white, and blue 
  
Can you hear the revival
Got no fear for the man 
Can you hear our voices crying out
For a healing in this great land 
I believe in the worker
I believe in the dream 
I believe in the future, lord
But does the future believe in me 
  
            Harder than it seems 
            It’s the American dream

 

"Fight"     
Written by Jared Deck     
Arranged by Jared Deck, Travis McKinzie,
            Luke Mullenix, Wes Sharon     
Jared Deck: vocals, acoustic guitar     
Travis McKinzie: drums     
Luke Mullenix: bass     
Alan Orebaugh: electric guitar     
Daniel Walker: organ     
Cora Gutel: vocals    


You were never one for taking chances 
Who wants risk without reward 
You fell for my lines and silly dances 
Fell even harder on the sword 
  
            Love ain’t a game, we rise and fall the same 
            And don’t go quiet through the night 
            Love ain’t a game, we survive and fall the same 
            So just hold on to me and fight 
  
I’ll stand by you through the ages 
I’ll walk tall while you are weak 
There’s no story in the pages 
That doesn’t end without relief 
  
            Love ain’t a game, we rise and fall the same 
            And don’t go quiet through the night 
            Love ain’t a game, we survive and fall the same 
            So just hold on to me and fight 
  
Give your guilt up to the heavens 
Give those smiles you’ve left to me 
Until the day that glory beckons 
We won’t succumb to this disease 
  
            Love ain’t a game, we rise and fall the same 
            And don’t go quiet through the night 
            Love ain’t a game, we survive and fall the same 
            So just hold on to me and fight 
  
                        I would write you a love song 
                        That I would scream into the night 
                        Just to feel your heartbeat 
                        Just to stand with you and fight

"Sweet Breath"      
Written by Jared Deck      
Arranged by Jared Deck, Wes Sharon      
Jared Deck: vocals, acoustic guitar      
Travis McKinzie: drums      
Luke Mullenix: bass      
Alan Orebaugh: electric guitar      
Daniel Walker: organ      
Cora Gutel: vocals      


Sweet breath of heaven 
Weak and misshapen 
Loved you a long time ago 
  
Sweet loving woman 
Ruthless and raging 
Left you a long time ago
Left you a long time ago 
  
            Won’t you walk with me 
            Take me by the hand 
            I’m gonna find my peace 
            Of that promised land 
            I’m gonna stake my claim 
            Make my name 
  
Sweet taste of tyranny 
Savory and maddening 
Lost you a long time ago
Lost you a long time ago
Lost you a long time ago

"Hope, KS"       
Written by Jared Deck       
Arranged by Jared Deck, Travis McKinzie,
            Brandon Cink, Luke Mullenix, Wes Sharon       
Jared Deck: vocals, acoustic guitar       
Travis McKinzie: drums, vocals       
Luke Mullenix: bass       
Alan Orebaugh: electric guitar       
Daniel Walker: organ       
Cora Gutel: vocals       
Jacy Deck: vocals       
Wes Sharon: percussion 


We would rise like the tide in the heat of the night 
I coulda swore we were living on love 
Wild and ripe, she was born on the fourth of July 
Even scorned, we were living on love 
  
            It was a race for the prize on a Saturday night 
            But we just couldn’t foresee what would happen 
  
She was soft and sweet like Dickinson wheat 
I coulda swore we were living on love 
I used to swoon to the beat of her tip-tapping feet 
Even poor, we were living on love 
  
            It was a race for the prize on a Saturday night 
            But we just couldn’t foresee what would happen 
  
As a man of eighteen, I was destined to dream 
I coulda swore we were living on love 
Going forth pristine I was headed northeast 
Even then, we were living on love 
  
            It was a race for the prize on a Saturday night 
            But we just couldn’t foresee what would happen 
  
            It was a sign of the times on that Wichita line 
            But we just couldn’t compare to what would 
            We were green to the seams and, yet, diving in wet 
            But we just couldn’t prepare for what would 
            It was the end of the line for a father and bride 
            It’s too late to say a prayer for what just happened

"Wait For You"        
Written by Jared Deck, Wes Sharon        
Arranged by Jared Deck, Travis McKinzie,
            Brandon Cink, Chad Roper, Wes Sharon        
Jared Deck: vocals, acoustic guitar        
Travis McKinzie: drums        
Luke Mullenix: bass        
Alan Orebaugh: electric guitar        
Daniel Walker: organ, piano        
Ryan Engleman: pedal steel 


Drinking Heaven Hill, singing nightingale 
Take me back to that night 
When you were seventeen, I was headed east 
We’d meet on down the pike 
With a sigh of belief, made a promise we couldn’t keep 
  
Driving south to see how your mom got clean 
I got lost on the track 
When you were twenty-one, I was run and gun 
Thought we’d never get back 
With a sigh of regret, made a promise we’d forget 
  
            I’d still wait for 
            I’d still wait for 
            I’d still wait for you 
  
Thought you’d found the one to give you life and love 
I never once crossed your mind 
When you were twenty-five, I was flying high 
Thought we’d left this behind 
With a sigh of relief, made a promise we would leave 
  
            I’d still wait for 
            I’d still wait for 
            I’d still wait for you 
  
Dancing to the band, standing hand in hand 
All these thoughts come to life 
Now you’re thirty-two, and I stand ‘cross from you 
We’ve met on down the pike 
With a sigh for the truth, made the promise of our youth 
  
            I’d still wait for 
            I’d still wait for 
            I’d still wait for you

"Hell On Wheels"         
Written by Jared Deck, Wes Sharon         
Arranged by Jared Deck, Travis McKinzie,
            Luke Mullenix, Wes Sharon         
Jared Deck: vocals, acoustic guitar         
Travis McKinzie: drums         
Luke Mullenix: bass         
Alan Orebaugh: electric guitar         
Daniel Walker: piano         
Wes Sharon: percussion         


She’s a backseat believer
With her heart on the stearing wheel 
Driving ninety miles an hour
With a man on a dead end deal 
Riding shotgun but ain’t got the skill 
Three drinks in, she’s ready to kill 
Used to be heaven on earth
Now she’s hell on wheels 
  
She was Momma’s little cutie
That Daddy never wanted around 
A Friday night angel
Dreaming of a homecoming crown 
In her principal’s automobile
Made an awfully convincing appeal 
Used to be heaven on earth
Now she’s hell on wheels 
  
            All the good girls love to hate her 
            All the good boys would love to date her 
            Preacher says, girl, you gotta get it straight 
            Meet me at the alter, don’t hesitate 
  
Little Tommy Dugan talked
Her into settling down 
So she’s wearing his ring
Putting on a wedding gown 
Then she caught him in an automobile
With some jailbait cleaning his grill 
Used to be heaven on earth
Now she’s hell on wheels 
  
            All the good girls love to hate her 
            All the good boys would love to date her 
            Preacher says, girl, you gotta get it straight 
            Meet me at the alter, don’t hesitate 
  
Riding shotgun, but ain’t got the skill 
Three drinks in, she’s ready to kill 
Used to be heaven on earth
Now she’s hell on wheels 
  
Riding shotgun, but ain’t got the skill 
Three drinks in, she’s ready to kill 
Used to be heaven on earth
Now she’s hell on wheels

"Unusually Blessed"          
Written by Jared Deck          
Arranged by Jared Deck, Wes Sharon          
Jared Deck: vocals, acoustic guitar          
Travis McKinzie: drums          
Alan Orebaugh: electric guitar          
Daniel Walker: organ, piano          
Ryan Engleman: pedal steel          
Mike "Tic Tac" Byers: drums          
Wes Sharon: bass  


In the hills of Oklahoma
I was born a rugged soul 
By the hand of my father
I was raised a rolling stone 
From the day I lost my mother
‘Til they put me in the ground 
I’m just a man who never stuck around 
  
You were born in late November
Your ma and me were proud 
I held you till September
When the oilfield left town 
From the day I left your mother
‘Til they bury me in dirt 
I’m just a man who’s sorry for the hurt 
  
            I was born to be a fighter
            I was born to rock and roll 
            I was born to take my chances
            Down the long and winding road 
            If I was born for you to love me
            That’s my greatest success 
            I’m just a man unusually blessed 
  
Today, I got your letter, and a tear rolled down my face 
As I read about your new job and the child along the way 
To a father and a mother, Heaven gives its best reward 
Now I’m just a man who’s knocking at the door 

            I was born to be a fighter 
            I was born to rock and roll
            I was born to take my chances 
            Down the long and winding road  
            If I was born for you to love me 
            That’s my greatest success  
            I’m just a man unusually blessed 
  
                    Time can heal, but time can fade away 
                    And I’ve got scars to remind me of those days 
                    So I thank God for the life I’ve had
                    And the time I was given

            I was born to be a fighter
            I was born to rock and roll  
            I was born to take my chances 
            Down the long and winding road  
            If I was born for you to love me 
            That’s my greatest success  
            I’m just a man unusually blessed 

            That’s my greatest success   
            I’m just a man unusually blessed 

"Song You Can Use" 
Written by Jared Deck 
Arranged by Jared Deck, Travis McKinzie,
            Luke Mullenix, Wes Sharon 
Jared Deck: vocals, acoustic guitar 
Travis McKinzie: drums 
Luke Mullenix: bass 
Alan Orebaugh: electric guitar 
Daniel Walker: organ 
Cora Gutel: vocals


They said follow your heart
They said follow your dream 
What if my dream ain’t what you want it to be 
  
So give it your all 
Just be yourself 
But what if myself ain’t who you want me to be 
  
No matter how hard I work
No matter how hard I try
Most of my days, I’m just getting by 
  
            My heart don’t need your excuse 
            My words don’t mean to confuse 
            If you need someone to take the abuse 
            Here’s a song you can use 
  
Write what you see 
Write what is true 
It’s not what you say, but how it’s perceived to review 
  
Be true to yourself 
You can’t please everyone 
It’s not what you get, but who you believe you become 
  
If we give up on hope 
If we give up on prayer 
These are the wounds that never repair 
  
            My heart don’t need your excuse 
            My words don’t mean to confuse 
            If you need someone to take the abuse 
            Here’s a song you can use 
  
No matter how much it hurts 
No matter how hard I cry 
Here’s to the nights of just getting by

            My heart don’t need your excuse  
            My words don’t mean to confuse  
            If you need someone to take the abuse  
            Here’s a song you can use