Tuesday, September 2, 2008


by Stan C. Countz
[Not Autobiographical]

The kids and I took a little drive
On a sunny Sunday afternoon
We talked about love and life
And how the dish ran away with the spoon

We talked about how the princess
Didn’t find the prince so charming anymore
We spoke in similes and metaphors
Then drove home and did our chores

The next time we got together
We talked sports scores and the weather
How we were down to the last inning
About choosing and losing and winning

We went on a picnic and went to the zoo
Talked about Peter Pan and the man in the moon
Davy Crockett and Daniel Boone
Playin’ in the sand and their favorite cartoon

As I recall, it was mid-October
I didn't know; I couldn't see
Their youth would soon be over
They were turnin’ into teens

The next time they saw me
They were eating salami and watchin' TV
I asked them what they’d been doin’
They said their life had been ruined
I asked “By whom.” They said “By me.”

I sent them to their rooms and counted to three
I wondered “What did I do to deserve this?”
When it was time to leave, I couldn’t believe it
They wouldn’t even give me a hug or a kiss…
It was the end of innocence

What could’ve happened in just one week?
I was so shocked I could barely speak…
She’d changed the locks and called the police
Who knows what she’d told them about me?

My youngest girl came over to me
And she was sad and crying
I sat her down on my knee
And she said “Mommy’s lying

She’s trying to make you look bad
To that mean police man
And now I’m boilin’ mad
I think you’re a good dad.”

I know it’s been quite a long time
Since things have been fine between you and me
But just because we're on the skids
Doesn't mean you can use my kids against me
That’s where I draw the line

So take my advice
I know the truth can hurt
Be kind and be nice
No need to drag them through the dirt

We have to work together
If we hope to make it through
Stay focused and stay on track
And be careful what we say and do

And one day we’ll look back and smile
Once we’ve walked that second mile
We’ve aced the test and won the trial
Done our best with grace and style

As far as I'm concerned
The world don’t need more Girls Gone Wild
We need to learn to see the world
Through the eyes of a child

Friday, January 11, 2008


Original lyrics by Stan C. Countz
If I will give my all; if I will give my best
I may hit the wall, but I will still be blessed
Success is not a destination; it’s a process
Forget what lies behind, reach instead for what lies ahead
I wanna stretch my mind and walk that fine line
Between always learning and earning my daily bread
The way may be tough; I may be a diamond in the rough
But if my heart is right and my motive pure
I can rest assured that my best will be enough
If to bless is my motivation; if success is a process
Not a destination, then why do I seem to need
to achieve a certain notoriety to feel elation?
What’s my motivation? Success is not a destination.
It’s a process of elimination so immerse me in your mercy
It’s not easy for me to ask you to search me and know me
You are the potter and I’m the clay so take me and mold me
My loving father, only you can truly show me the way
Show me how to stay on track or what is holding me back
Help me stay true to my purpose and not to be too nervous
Not to wrestle or kick, to be a vessel that’s fit for your service

Sunday, January 6, 2008


by Stan C. Countz

I was there before you were ever born
Before your arms and legs were formed
I was there when you turned away
I’ll be there ‘til your dyin’ day

Before I ever made you
I knew I’d die to save you
I’ll never leave or forsake you

Men will come; men will go
You will reap what you sow
I’ll always love you; I’ll always care
I’ll always be there for you

You were confused and you couldn’t cope
I carried you when you’d given up hope
You thought I’d turned my back on you
But I’ll always be faithful and true

Before I ever made you
I knew I’d die to save you
I’ll never leave or forsake you

All we like sheep have gone astray
Turned every one to his own way
You can always count on me
I’ll be there ‘til your dyin’ day

Before I ever made you
I knew I’d die to save you
I’ll never leave or forsake you
I knew I’d die to save you
Before I ever made you