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WHAT’S IN YOUR HEART

Jack Speer

June 09, 2018

Genre: Country

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WHAT’S IN YOUR HEART (written by Jack Speer, sung by Tim Buppert, produced by Tre' Corely of Oak Tree Studios):

I’ll never forget the first time I met my great-grandmother. I was 6-years-old when I awoke from the back of my parents’ station wagon, only to see a dilapidated old shack with cows all around. I had just seen the Wizard of Oz and the old lady standing on the front porch of this shack had long white hair and looked a lot like the witch in the Wizard of Oz. I was scared to death of this old lady. But, in no time, I loved her. I once asked, “Are you poor?” She smiled and said, “Wealth is but a frame of mind and I’m as rich as you will find.” I learned so much from my great-grandmother.


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Frank Renfordt

Hi Jack , great production, images and message. I like this one!

June 09, 2018

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Jack Speer

Thank you, Frank!

June 09, 2018

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Ditalian Cole

Moving song written with a lot of heart. Makes me think of my own grandmother.

June 11, 2018

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Fox Beyer

Great imagery.  It puts me there.

June 11, 2018

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Jack Speer

Ditalian Cole, it truly pleases me to learn that I make you think of your grandmother!  Thank you so much for taking time to remark on my song!!

June 11, 2018

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Jack Speer

Fox Beyer, I want you to know that I watched your video clip and it was so very motivational.  You’re a remarkable young man and I’d be proud to co-write with you!  I departed for a longtime, planned vacation immediately following my review of your video, thus my delay in getting back to you.  Thank you, too, for your kind words regarding my song!

June 11, 2018

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Frank Renfordt

Hi Jack , great production, images and message. I like this one!

June 09, 2018

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Jack Speer

Thank you, Frank!

June 09, 2018

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Ditalian Cole

Moving song written with a lot of heart. Makes me think of my own grandmother.

June 11, 2018

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Fox Beyer

Great imagery.  It puts me there.

June 11, 2018

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Jack Speer

Ditalian Cole, it truly pleases me to learn that I make you think of your grandmother!  Thank you so much for taking time to remark on my song!!

June 11, 2018

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Jack Speer

Fox Beyer, I want you to know that I watched your video clip and it was so very motivational.  You’re a remarkable young man and I’d be proud to co-write with you!  I departed for a longtime, planned vacation immediately following my review of your video, thus my delay in getting back to you.  Thank you, too, for your kind words regarding my song!

June 11, 2018


WHAT’S IN YOUR HEART

Written by Jack Speer



The car crossed that cattle gap;
Woke me from my back seat nap.
As Dad drove up to that shack,
She was standin’ there.

The old tin roof was rusty brown;
Cows were grazin’ all around;
She was all of eighty pounds,
With long, white hair.

I was nearly scared to death;
I found it hard to catch my breath,
When she reached down to kiss my head.

An out-house ‘round in back;
Most her clothes were shades of black;
Mason jars were on a rack,
Not far from her bed.

Tattered shades and wood plank floors;
Daylight cracks in the old front door;
One day I asked, “Are you poor?”
And this is what she said:

“Wealth is but a frame of mind,
And I’m as rich as you will find;
Possessions, they’re not worth a dime,
Or how you make your mark.

It’s not the style of clothes you wear
Or whether you’re a millionaire;
You’re measured more by how you fare
With what’s in your heart.”

I felt so ashamed.
She said, “Child, you’re not to blame,”
Then she reached down to kiss my head.

She taught me how to ride a horse,
To milk a cow and do my chores;
She would pass in due course,
And leave her legacy.

Now, a picture of my great grandma
Proudly hangs upon my wall
And the memory I most recall
Is what she said to me.

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