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The Ballad of Floyd Lanning

by Erica Case

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I was a poor boy from Oklahoma, Dusty shoes on my feet. Born to a housewife and a farmer, My three brothers and me. My brother Leon he got sick, Passed away when we were boys. Grew up singin’ Jimmy Rogers, A doll made of sticks was my only toy. The life of a gangster seemed so grand, So I moved to the city. Just a little money in my hand. ‘46 in Arizona, Met Marty Robbins at Freddy’s club. Started playin’ for the night crowd. Man things were really pickin’ up. Made it down to Hollywood to record, Played on his first record. But had plans to do so many more. Music brought me to Cleveland, Livin’ fast on the run. Already been with two wives, But there I found me a third one. Always liked the idea of racin’ Always admired fancy cars. So I started to build one. Decidin’ the color was the hard part. In ’67 God gave me a little girl, Such a pretty little baby. She gave meaning to the crazy world. But it wasn’t easy being married, To a lovin’ but drinkin’ wife. It’s hard to make a person doin’ wrong, do right. Marty said pack your bags and move to Franklin. You can live here on my farm. Helped me record my own record, But then something went wrong. I can’t tell you how many cars he asked me to fix, Or how much money he never paid me. But I never asked, Cause he said he’d help me with my music. One day his right hand man was lookin’ To try to prove he could out do me, But I cut him down, Spat in his face sayin’ “Why can’t you hit me?” Heard from a distance that Marty died. I stopped playin’ soon after. Never made it big but I sure tried... ~But I got my name on a couple songs, I got my race car I’m workin’ on. My little girl is now a lady. I know she misses me now that I’m gone.~ But I left her everything I knew, And she’s so damn strong I know she’ll make it through, So when you make it here, I’ll be waitin’ for you.
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released November 9, 2014

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Erica Case Nashville, Tennessee

I'm Erica Case.
Daughter to Tara Lanning and granddaughter to Floyd and Bessie Lanning.
Self proclaimed Country music star.
Don't settle for mediocrity.
I'm the real deal.

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