Dean Brody was born in Jaffray, British Columbia, Canada.[2] As a boy, Brody worked at a sawmill, also playing guitar in his spare time. By 2004, he had moved to Nashville, Tennessee to pursue his musical career. Although he found a songwriting contract, the expiration of his US work permit forced him to move back to Canada. Eventually, he returned to Nashville through the suggestion of producer Keith Stegall, who helped him sign with Broken Bow Records in 2008.[2] Brody released his debut single, "Brothers", late that year. Shortly before its release, Brody was injured in a waterskiing accident.[3]
Bounty
Dean Brody Lyrics
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I never stare nobody down
'Til one night my girl
I could not find her
She never made it back from town
I found my Shannon crying in the woods
A wicked man held her downSo I stuck him deep and I buried him good
Not deep enough to fool the hounds
We took shelter in a chapel
'Neath the blood moon sky
I bought a gun and made Shannon my wife
We jumped in a box-car to old Mexico
Where I ain't worth a penny of my bounty back home
No I ain't worth a penny of my bounty back home
That train stopped in Tijuana
We built a shack beneath the sun
I make my Shannon margaritas
We watch our children laugh and run, run, run
Sometimes I miss my daddy
Sometimes I miss my mom
But I think they'd be real proud of me
To know the man that I've become
We took shelter in a chapel
'Neath the blood moon sky
I bought a gun and made Shannon my wife
We jumped in a box-car to old Mexico
Where I ain't worth a penny of my bounty back home
No I ain't worth a penny of my bounty back home
Train, train roll on
Train, train roll on
Train, train roll on, roll on
Shannon, why'd you run with me?
She said,
What was I supposed to do boy?
Just watch you leave?
You'd have broken my heart
You'd have haunted my dreams
Your love, boy, is all I need
Your love, boy, is all I'll ever need
We took shelter in a chapel
'Neath the blood moon sky
I bought a gun and made Shannon my wife
We jumped in a box-car to old Mexico
Where we ain't worth a penny of our bounty back home
No we ain't worth a penny of our bounty back home
The song "Bounty" by Dean Brody tells the story of a man who violently defends his loved one from harm, and the consequences he faces as a result. The song opens with the singer stating that he is a "lover, not a fighter", implying that he is a peaceful person who avoids conflict. However, when his girlfriend does not return from town one night, he discovers that she has been assaulted by someone. He decides to take revenge on her behalf and kills the perpetrator, burying him poorly in a bid to avoid detection.
The couple then flee to Mexico, where they start a new life together. Despite his actions, the singer still has regrets about what happened and longs for his parents' approval. He justifies his behavior by saying that he did what he had to do to protect the woman he loves.
The song is full of emotion and tension, conveying the sense of fear and adrenaline that the singer must have felt during the incident. Brody's powerful voice adds to the atmosphere of the song, and the catchy melody ensures that the chorus sticks in the listener's head long after the song has ended.
Line by Line Meaning
I'd say, I'm a lover, not a fighter
I'm generally not violent and prefer to show love instead of aggression.
I never stare nobody down
I try to avoid confrontation and do not engage in aggressive behavior.
'Til one night my girl I could not find her
Until one night, I could not locate my significant other.
She never made it back from town
She did not return home from her trip.
I found my Shannon crying in the woods
I discovered my partner Shannon mourning in a wooded area.
A wicked man held her down
An evil man restrained her against her will.
So I stuck him deep and I buried him good
I killed him and buried him in the ground.
Not deep enough to fool the hounds
I did not bury the man deep enough to avoid detection by dogs (probably police dogs).
We took shelter in a chapel
We sought refuge in a church.
'Neath the blood moon sky
Under the red or orange-colored moon, probably because of dust particles in the atmosphere.
I bought a gun and made Shannon my wife
I married Shannon and also purchased a firearm.
We jumped in a box-car to old Mexico
We hitched a ride on a freight train and fled to Mexico.
Where I ain't worth a penny of my bounty back home
I am a wanted man in my home country, and no one would pay to capture me in Mexico.
That train stopped in Tijuana
The train we were on paused in the city of Tijuana, Mexico.
We built a shack beneath the sun
We constructed a small dwelling in a sunny area, most likely outdoors.
I make my Shannon margaritas
I mix a type of tequila-based cocktail called a margarita for Shannon.
We watch our children laugh and run, run, run
We observe our kids playing and enjoying themselves.
Sometimes I miss my daddy
I occasionally long for my father.
Sometimes I miss my mom
I sometimes yearn for my mother.
But I think they'd be real proud of me
I believe my parents would be proud of who I've become.
To know the man that I've become
To understand the person I have transformed into.
Shannon, why'd you run with me?
Shannon, why did you come with me when I fled?
She said, What was I supposed to do boy?
She replied, what else could I have done, my love?
Just watch you leave?
Just observe you leave without me?
You'd have broken my heart
You would have caused me great emotional pain.
You'd have haunted my dreams
Your absence would have deeply affected my subconscious thoughts.
Your love, boy, is all I need
Your affection and devotion are the only things I require to be happy.
Your love, boy, is all I'll ever need
Your love is the only thing I'll require for the rest of my life.
No we ain't worth a penny of our bounty back home
Neither Shannon nor I are valuable enough for anyone to collect a reward for turning us in to authorities in our home country.
Train, train roll on
Let the train continue to move forward.
Train, train roll on
Let the train continue to move forward.
Train, train roll on, roll on
Let the train continue to move forward without interruption.
Lyrics © ANTHEM ENTERTAINMENT LP, OLE MEDIA MANAGEMENT LP
Written by: Dean Brody
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