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Just Your Average Joe


Artist: JP doValle
Artist's Description
"Just Your Average Joe" paints a somber picture of a man grappling with loneliness and using alcohol as a crutch to cope with his unexpressed pain. Despite the different drinks in hand, from Bud Light to Patron, the underlying ache of going home alone persists. It's a poignant reflection on the sile

Genre(s): Country, Contemporary Country, General Country
Mood(s): Dramatic, Mellow, Sad, Soft
Style(s): Friendship, Heartbreak
Language(s): English
Standard License:$50.00
Extended License:$100.00

Just Your Average Joe

By JP doValle
[Verse 1]
I’m just your average Joe, a familiar face,
With worn-out boots in this small-town place.
Every night’s the same, the clock strikes ten,
I hit the town with my tired old friends.
Moving between watering holes, chasing the light,
Trying to forget the weight of the night.
I buy ’em some rounds, watch the laughter unfold,
But in the back of my mind, I feel so old.

[Chorus]
Just your average Joe, lost in the glow,
Drinking to ease the pain, but it never shows.
Bud Light, Jack or even Patron,
I raise my glass high, still going home alone.

[Verse 2]
Barstools and laughter, a familiar tune,
Singing ’bout love, under the silver moon.
But while they’re dancing, I just sway my feet,
Caught in a routine, and it’s bittersweet.
They tell me to cheer up, “Life’s a wild ride!”
But they don’t see the ache that I try to hide.
I smile for the crowd, but it’s all a disguise,
When the lights dim down, I’m lost in my sighs.

[Chorus]
Just your average Joe, lost in the glow,
Drinking to ease the pain, but it never shows.
Bud Light, Jack or even Patron,
I raise my glass high, still going home alone.

[Bridge]
Sometimes I wonder what life could’ve been,
If I’d taken a chance or let my heart in.
The dreams of a past, like smoke in the air,
Could anyone see me, could anyone care?
But tomorrow I’ll wake up, put on my boots,
And head out again, in search of the roots.

[Verse 3]
So here’s to the dreamers, the lonely and lost,
For every round bought, there’s a hidden cost.
To the heart that still beats, though it feels out of tune,
We’ll keep raising our glasses beneath the same moon.
It’s just another night, in this endless game,
But I’ll keep on smiling, I’ll always remain.

[Chorus]
Just your average Joe, lost in the glow,
Drinking to ease the pain, but it never shows.
Bud Light, Jack or even Patron,
I raise my glass high, still going home alone.

[Outro]
So here’s to the laughter, the joy we pretend,
To every average Joe, who’s looking for friends.
With heavy hearts hidden, and dreams on the shelf,
We’ll raise our drinks high, as we fight through ourselves.

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