Donna Beasley

Begin Again (My Middle Name)

Life, the great leveler

How low do you want me to go

Time, the great teacher

How much do you want me to know

I don’t want to grow stronger 

Want to learn anymore

I can’t keep searching much longer

Knocking on walls looking for a door

Begin again

My middle name

Begin again

Every day the same

Sinner, sycophant

Calloused on your bended knee

Supplicant, miscreant

Offer up your fervent plea

If you want to grow stronger

Want to learn any more

You must keep searching much longer

Knocking on walls looking for a door

Begin again

My middle name

Begin again

Every day the same

Donna Beasley/Home Canned (ASCAP) ©2026

Distraction

Distraction, Distraction

Waiting here in the wings

While you gaze on shiny things

How can I gain your affection                    

How can I hold your attention

How can I stop this 

Distraction, Distraction

She’s the one who bends your ear

I’m the one who wipes a tear

How can I gain your affection

How can I hold your attention

How can I stop this 

Distraction, Distraction

Distraction, Distraction 

All that glitters is not gold

All that shivers is not cold

All that silence that you fear

Would be golden if I were near

I’ll live to love another day

You turn to watch me walk away  

How can I gain your affection

How can I hold your attention

How can I stop this 

Distraction, Distraction

Distraction, Distraction

Ahhh, ahhh

Ahhh, ahhh

She’s the one who bends your ear

I’m the one who wipes a tear

Donna Beasley/Home Canned (ASCAP) ©2026

In Good Time

When I was a child I spake like a child

I’ll become a man in good time

When I was a child I cried like a child

I’ll become a man in good time

I’ll change in the twinkling of an eye

I’ll change in good time

Aaaaaahhhhhhh

Aaaaaahhhhhhh

Aah aah

Aah aah

When I was a man I spake like a man

I’ll become a child in good time

When I was a man I cried like a man

I’ll become a child in good time

I’ll change in the twinkling of an eye

I’ll change in good time

I’ll change in good time 

I’ll change

Aaaaaahhhhhhh

Aaaaaahhhhhhh

Aah aah

Aah aah

Donna Beasley/Home Canned (ASCAP) ©2026

Bad Man Down

You are willing to bargain from the bottom of a hole

A molehill is a mountain from perspective of a mole

Your kingdom’s caving in there’s a boot atop your lair

The walls close in on you must come up for air

With no one there to hear 

Your fall don’t make a sound

The devil sheds a tear

It’s hard to keep a bad man down

Informants, spies, and henchmen keep you privy in your bunker

They’re rounded up for questioning even as you hunker

You’re weary of the lie tired of living on the run

Your cold blood sends a shiver they’ll catch you seeking sun

With no one there to hear 

Your fall don’t make a sound

The devil sheds a tear

It’s hard to keep a bad man down

You were running from the Lord I heard from my intel

On your way to Ninevah swallowed by a whale

He ruminated day and night you soured on his stomach

He coughed you up and spat you out flailing on your back

With no one there to hear 

Your fall don’t make a sound

The devil sheds a tear

It’s hard to keep a bad man down

With no one there to hear 

Your fall don’t make a sound

The devil sheds a tear

It’s hard to keep a bad man down

Donna Beasley/Home Canned (ASCAP) ©2026

Bound for Glorious

Clickety clack 

Went the wheels on the track

It sounded like music to her ears

Full steam ahead

“Conductor” she said

“You can’t get there fast enough to suit me”

‘Cause heaven’s at the depot

So let your long whistle blow

She don’t sound so lonesome tonight

Kick up a little dust

Just between the two of us

This train is bound for glorious

The latest in technology

He sent a ticket for his baby

He waited on the platform hat in hand

Wake the brakeman from his sleep

She’s got business that won’t keep

As the setting sun sinks with a wink

Heaven’s at the depot

So let your long whistle blow

She don’t sound so lonesome tonight

Kick up a little dust

Just between the two of us

This train is bound for glorious

Heaven’s at the depot

So let your long whistle blow

She don’t sound so lonesome tonight

Kick up a little dust

Just between the two of us

This train is bound for glorious

This train, this train, this train 

This train is bound for glorious

This train, this train 

Woo hoo, hooooooo hoo

Donna Beasley/Home Canned (ASCAP) ©2026

Witchin’ for Water

When I met you you were the rainmaker

It flowed every night like a Texas flood

Lately I’ve been witchin’ for water

Witchin’ for water but I can’t find none

Witchin’ for water

Witchin’ for water but I can’t find none

Witchin’ for water

Witchin’ for water you’re the cruel sun

When I met you you were an earth shaker

Tore me up like virgin sod

Lately I been witchin’ for water

Working my divining rod

Witchin’ for water

Witchin’ for water but I can’t find none

Witchin’ for water

Witchin’ for water you’re the cruel sun

Starting out you were land of plenty 

Where the water and the milk and the honey flowed

Now love dried up you’re a barren dessert

You’re the Oklahoma dust bowl

Witchin’ for water

Witchin’ for water but I can’t find none

Witchin’ for water

Witchin’ for water you’re the cruel sun

Witchin’ for water

Witchin’ for water but I can’t find none

Witchin’ for water

Witchin’ for water you’re the cruel sun

Donna Beasley/Home Canned (ASCAP) ©2026

If the Lord Lets Us Live

We’ll plant silver queen on the side of the hill

Eat roasting ears to our fill

If the Lord lets us live to see another spring

If the Lord lets us live we’ll plant silver queen

We’ll gather blackberries ‘til we wear our knees thin

Laugh as the juice stains our chins

If the Lord lets us live ‘til the summertime

If the Lord lets us live we’ll eat berries on the vine

A time to live, a time to die

A time to laugh until we cry

They say to make hay while the sun shines

Mama says our tomorrows are borrowed

We’ll make snow angels once January’s here

If we see another year

And the Lord lets us live to feel the cold winds blow

If the Lord lets us live we’ll make angels in the snow

If the Lord lets us, if the Lord lets us live

If the Lord lets us, if the Lord lets us live

Donna Beasley/Home Canned (ASCAP) ©2026

Do Tell

Do, do ,do, do tell

Do, do, do, do tell

The world is a pearl that hangs from a chain ‘round the neck of a pretty girl

The world is a pearl that hangs on a pretty girl

Life is a kite you fly with a key on a string till the lightning strikes

Life is a kite you fly till the lightning strikes

The more I learn the less that I know anything

The more I try the more that it makes me sing

Do, do, do, do tell

Love is a puzzle it’s fun when it fits together sometimes it doesn’t 

Love is a puzzle that works ‘cept when it doesn’t

The more I learn the less that I know anything

The more I try the more that it makes me sing

The world is a pearl that hangs from a chain ‘round the neck of a pretty girl

And life is a kite you fly till the lightning strikes

Do, do, do, do tell

Do, do, do, do tell

Donna Beasley/Home Canned (ASCAP) ©2026

Sweetest Release (for Dennis)

When I’m thirsty for living water

I drink of You, drink of You

When I hunger for holy manna

I take of You, take of You

When I’m tired in need of slumber

When I’ve no place to lay my head

When I can go on no longer

In You I find my only rest, my only rest

When I’m lonely for a companion

I cling to You, cling to You

When I long for love that lasting

I pledge to You, pledge to You

When I die and I need saving

I’ll pray to You, pray to You

When I’m buried and I need raising

I’ll rise to You, rise to You

When my spirit is no longer captive

When my soul has been set free

When Your presence is all around me

In You I find sweetest release, sweetest release

I won’t thirst for living water

I’ll be with You, be with You

I won’t hunger for holy manna

I’ll be with You, be with You

I’ll be with You

Donna Beasley/Home Canned (ASCAP) ©2026