Darkest Times

20

************************************~~Allan's POV~~
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Nashville.

My dream was coming true.

This was our biggest chance. We couldn't fuck this up. We. Could. Not. Afford. To. Fuck. This. Up.

"Relax man." Pete said.

"Bro chill." Becky chuckled.

"You ready?" Mark asked.

"I was born ready." I replied as we exited our room and headed to the stage entrance.

Our first song was something I had taken pride in for months. A little surprise up my sleeve. Not my only one though.

"Ladies and gentlemen!!" a man said. "Welcome to the Grand Ole Opry here in Nashville, Tennessee! Now we all know why we're here. So let's not waste any more of our time and get right to the point. Hailing from the grime and dust of Queens, ladies and gentlemen, put your hands together for the Long Island Street Geeks!!"

I smiled. This was our big chance. My dreams were resting on this one move.

Time for me to make that move.

I stood behind the mic. It was time..

Mark started tapping his drums. This was real.

"I grew up south of the Mason Dixon
Workin, ' spittin', huntin' and fishin'
Stone cold country by the grace of God."

"I was gasin' up the other day
And an ol' boy pulled up with a license plate
From Ohio I thought oh good Lord he's lost
From his wranglers to his boots
He reminded me of Chris LeDoux
And that Copenhagen smile
Country must be country wide"

"In every state, there's a station
Playin' Cash, Hank, Willie, and Waylon
In foreign cars and four wheel drives"

"There's cowboys and hillbillies
From farm towns to big cities
There ain't no doubt in my mind
Country must be country wide"

"It ain't where, it's how you live
We weren't raised to take
We were raised to give
The shirt off our back
To anyone in need"

"We bow our heads before we eat
Before we start our day
Before we fall asleep
Cause in God we trust and we believe"

"And we see what's wrong
And we know what's right
And ol' Hank he said it all
When he said country folks can survive"

"In every state, there's a station,
Playin' Cash, Hank, Willie, and Waylon
In foreign cars and four wheel drives"

"There's cowboys and hillbillies
From farm towns to big cities
There ain't no doubt in my mind
Country must be country wide, yeah get on it dog"

"In every state, there's a station, c'mon y'all better crank this up
In every state, there's a station
Playin' Cash, Hank, Willie, and Waylon
In foreign cars and four wheel drives"

"There's cowboys and hillbillies
From farm towns to big cities
There ain't no doubt in my mind, there ain't no doubt in my mind
Country must be country wide"

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I had a song that hit close to home. Especially after Leo died in August.

Justin Moore was standing with us. He would sing with us. Wow.

"This is for my buddy Leo." I said.

"Tour was up, middle of June
She was planning a welcome home barbecue
Green bean casserole, Grandma's recipe
There was a knock on the door 'round two o'clock
Two uniforms and her heart stopped
Yellow ribbon 'round an oak tree
Blowing in the breeze"