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Ballin' the Jack

by David Jameson

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Ballin’ the Jack takes the form of an out-of-control semi-truck both lyrically and musically. It uses this imagery to tell a tale of a person living out of control in the throws of anxiety and drugs. David wrote this song after chatting with his uncle about his time driving long haul trucks. Much of the imagery actually comes directly from this conversation.

lyrics

Met a women on highway three
They call her Casey, she’s the mountain queen
Lord, she really took ahold of me

My brakes are burning as gain I speed
And I’m tryna get my gears and speed in-sync
But now we’re running so hot I can barely breathe

My heads like a load of swinging beef
Casey’s got a meat hook through my cheek
I just can’t seem to shake my racing heart free

I’m swinging left, I’m swinging right
This wind is blowing me like a kite
I’m tryna make it down this mountain pass alive

Slipped the clutch, I’m going way to fast
At this speed there’s no looking back
That’s what I call, ballin’ the jack

I call out God, are you on the CB
Can you send me some counsel please
Oh give me a preacher to read my last rights to me

Or send me a hit of amphetamines
So I can get a handle on my speed
Ain’t seen no exit since I picked up this mountain queen

Well, this could be my last haul
Like salt in a barrel going over the falls
Oh please God, answer my call

I slipped the clutch, I’m going way to fast
At this speed there’s no looking back
That’s what I call, ballin’ the jack

Casey tossed the apple to me
And she took the wheel, the drivers seat
She’s got me begging and pleading down on my knees

My face is white as a cotton sheet
My heart is out flapping there in the breeze
This engine is moaning just like young boy’s dream

If I slip, I might as well
Just go ahead and toll my own bell
This truck is flying like a bloodsucking bat out of hell

Slipped the clutch, going way to fast
At this speed there’s no looking back
That’s what I call, ballin’ the jack

A ring of fire shoots down my spine
I guess she’s the type that likes to bind
I can’t see nothing with her blindfold over my eyes

We all know it’s just a matter of time
When you’re out here riding this fine white line
You’re gonna fly like a rocket at night on the Fourth of July

credits

released December 2, 2021
David Jameson - Vocals
Tripp Bratton – Drums
Tom Hnatow – Lead Guitar, Bass Guitar
Lee Carrol - Piano

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David Jameson Houston, Texas

David Jameson is set to release a number of new singles this year.

Previously, he spent years performing in China including on Chinese TV shows where he sang Chinese rock and folk music in Mandarin.

His most release is called '25 to Life' ... more

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