“Graveyard Train” is CCR’s dark, rolling meditation on sudden catastrophe—an eight-and-a-half-minute blues trudge where fate moves like steel wheels and mercy never hits the brakes. If you want the anchor…
“It’s Just a Thought” is CCR at their most inward—an unhurried confession where doubt doesn’t break love, it simply tells the truth out loud. If you place Creedence Clearwater Revival…
“Walk On The Water” is CCR’s early spell of belief and doubt—where the language of miracles meets the plain, stubborn truth that sooner or later, everyone has to swim. Put…
“Keep On Chooglin’” is CCR’s long, hypnotic declaration that the groove itself can be a destination—an engine that keeps rolling long after the “song” should have ended. Let’s set the…
“The Night Time Is the Right Time” is CCR slipping into old R&B clothes and making them fit perfectly—an after-hours promise that the daylight world can’t police. By the time…
“Porterville” is a small-town lament whispered rather than shouted—where dreams stall, roads feel longer than they look, and leaving becomes both hope and heartbreak. Among the earliest original songs recorded…
“(Wish I Could) Hideaway” is CCR’s weary prayer for shelter—when the world feels unfixable, and the only comfort left is to slip quietly out of sight. If you’ve mostly met…
“Feelin’ Blue” is CCR’s slow, midnight confession—less a song you hear than a mood you wear, like a coat that still smells faintly of rain and old roads. If Creedence…
“Cross-Tie Walker” rides the rails between freedom and loneliness—a dusty, good-time shuffle that still carries the ache of people who keep moving because standing still hurts more. “Cross-Tie Walker” is…
“Penthouse Pauper” is CCR’s grim little truth-teller—proof that you can live high above the city and still be spiritually broke, hungry, and alone. There’s a certain kind of song that…
Classic Oldies