Martrina & Jasper – Blues And Romance
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Martrina and Jasper hit the road where the neon hums, barbecue smoke drifts across back alleys, and chrome glints under Southern moonlight.
This playlist is their songbook — a journey through plates piled high, nights that never end, and the roar of engines chasing freedom. Down highways lined with magnolia and diners glowing in the dark.
Martrina & Jasper YouTube Drifters Blues Playlist
Martrina & Jasper – Keep The Lights Low
Lock the door behind you, leave the world outside, I’ve been waiting, honey, for the dark to be my guide. Don’t need no diamonds, don’t need no show, Just stay right here and keep the
Martrina & Jasper – Midnight Embers
I've been down in the delta, chasin' ghosts in the rain... Felt the weight of your leavin', like chains on my chain... Whiskey tears on my pillow, callin' out your name... But tonight in this
Martrina & Jasper – Stronger With You
Every step we’re taking, the road shines up ahead Through the doubts and shadows, I choose hope instead No one’s gonna break me, this fire’s burning true The night feels brighter when I’m walking with
Martrina & Jasper – One Lone Lover Walks Away
Listen, lovers, to a tale of hearts entwined, On a mountain, where their dreams were once aligned. In the valley, shadows whispered of a cost, Two souls bound by love, but one would soon be
Martrina & Jasper – Burning Slow
I've walked these dusty roads, where the whiskey flows like rain, Carried my broken heart, through the fire and the pain. Shadows in the alley, whisperin' your name, But you left me cold, darlin', playin'
Martrina & Jasper – Empty Midnight – Martrina
Midnight is waiting, the clock holds its breath Whispers of silence are speaking of death The stars have all vanished, the sky has no flame I call into darkness, but none hear my name
Martrina & Jasper – A Gimlet For The Lady
I've walked these dusty roads, where the whiskey flows like rain, Carried my broken heart, through the fire and the pain. Shadows in the alley, whisperin' your name, But you left me cold, darlin', playin'
Martrina & Jasper – Empty Midnight Duet
Midnight is waiting, the clock holds its breath Whispers of silence are speaking of death The stars have all vanished, the sky has no flame I call into darkness, but none hear my name
Martrina & Jasper – The Fires True
I painted my nights in shades of regret, Chased faded dreams I can't forget. The jukebox hums our old refrain, But your gravel voice calls through the pain.
Martrina & Jasper – Tijuana to Rosarito
Neon flickers down the border street, Saxophone hums where shadows meet. Laughter drifts from a cabaret glow, Secrets linger where the night winds blow.
Martrina & Jasper – Memories Linger
I hear the brass of memory, It bends the night in two. A trombone sighs a secret line, That only I once knew.
Martrina & Jasper – Rain on the Willamette — Portland Nights
Raindrops tapping on the old brick walls, Neon flickers down the empty halls. A piano hums where the shadows meet, Echoing softly in the Willamette heat.
Martrina & Jasper – Echos of Harlem
Brownstone steps and laughter on the air, Trumpet lines curling up the stair. A rhythm fades down an old back street, But the heartbeat still keeps the beat.
Martrina & Jasper – Hwy 101
Streetlamps brush the palm trees by the sand, A low bass hum, and your hand in my hand. A saxophone sighs in the corner, low, We found the tune only lovers know.
Martrina & Jasper – Coastline Blues & Midnight Jazz
Coastline blues and midnight jazz, Every room a secret it has. Headlights fade, but the road still calls, We keep the time inside these walls.
Martrina & Jasper – The fury of the lakes
The Great Lakes howl where the north winds bite, A restless churn ‘neath a starless night. From Superior’s depths to Erie’s shoal, The waters claim what they can’t console.
Martrina & Jasper – Smoke On The Soul
Rollin’ north through the pines, where the smoke still curls, From pit fires burnin’ in a fast-fadin’ world. The Delta’s in my rearview, but its heart’s in my bones, Barbecue’s my altar, built on riverbed
Martrina & Jasper – Moonshine Runners’s Blues
I got a jug of moonshine, glowin’ in the night, Corn liquor sparklin’ under pale moonlight. But all that shine don’t mean a thing, oh no, Without them drivers in their hot rods, ready to
Martrina & Jasper – Catch Me Runnin Blues
Runnin’ through the night, with the devil in my soul, Hot rods screamin’ freedom, on them backroads cold. Dodgin’ every trap, with the law’s red light glow, Them moonshine runs, where NASCAR’s roots grow.
Martrina & Jasper – Tobacco Prayer
In the Piedmont fields, where the tobacco grows, Leaves hang heavy, like the stories nobody knows. My hands stained brown, workin’ dawn to dusk, Soil’s got my soul, but the church is my trust.
Martrina & Jasper – Slow Burn Of The South
Down in the Delta, where the cotton fields fade, The smoke from the pit’s where my heart’s been laid. Piano keys moan like a river in flood, Barbecue’s my story, written deep in the mud.
Martrina & Jasper – Roughneck’s Lament
From the shacks of Clarksdale to the bayou’s edge, Roux’s thick with secrets, stirred up from the dredge. Okra and crab, filé’s green embrace, Every spoon’s a prayer in this sacred place.
Martrina & Jasper – Gumbo Soul
Down in the Delta, where the Mississippi sighs, The mud’s got a story, and the heron don’t lie. Gumbo in the pot, simmerin’ low and slow, Tastes like the heart of the places I know.
Martrina & Jasper – Drifter’s Blues (Austin at Midnight)
I came down to Austin with a suitcase and a song, Thought I’d find redemption, but I was running all along. The river cuts the city, rolling dark and deep, But it don’t wash away
Martrina & Jasper – Delta Gumbo
In the Delta’s arms, where the river runs slow, Moss-draped willows hum what the old folks know. Gumbo in the kettle, roux dark as the clay, Cajun blood in my veins, cookin’ troubles away.
Martrina & Jasper – Dawn Won’t Come
Shadows fall, the night’s too long, My heart hums a lonesome song. Moonlight fades, the stars don’t care, Sorrow lingers in the air.
Martrina & Jasper – Bayou Shadows
In the cypress shade where the Spanish moss hangs low, The Atchafalaya whispers secrets only dead men know. Gator eyes glow red in the blackwater’s gleam, Chasin’ ghosts of the past through a fevered dream.
