Posted on 10/14/2024 9:50:50 AM PDT by BenLurkin
Country singer Brantley Gilbert’s wife, Amber, welcomed their third child on a tour bus in the middle of his concert on Friday.
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The “Tattoos” singer had just started his set when he received word that Amber was in labor. He’s seen running to be by his wife’s side as she was giving birth inside the tour bus.
The video shows the bundle of joy as Gilbert is on the phone with his mother to tell her the good news.
“You got a new grandbaby,” he tells her.
The singer goes on to call his wife “a freaking savage.”
After sharing the good news, Gilbert returned to the stage to finish the show.
“We got a baby,” he tells his fans who roared in response
(Excerpt) Read more at ktla.com ...
Maybe tattoos are hered
itary in his family.
Baby born with a rose on its butt !
Born a Ramblin' Man
Awww .... welcome to the world, sweet baby!!
Yay. Happy for all, especially the newest human.
I was born in the wagon of a travellin’ show
My Mama used to dance for
The money they’d throw
Papa would do whatever he could
Preach a little gospel
Sell a couple bottles of doctor good
Born on a Tour Bus in the Rodeo Lot.
(Verse 1)
The bus broke down in the rodeo lot,
Out of diesel, but that’s all we got.
I was on stage, singin’ Hank’s lonesome blues,
While she was bringin’ new life that wasn’t mine to lose.
(Chorus)
Born on a tour bus that couldn’t roll,
While I sang of heartache, she gave birth to a soul.
But it ain’t my blood, though I wish it were,
Out of diesel and truth, now my heart’s in a blur.
(Verse 2)
The lights were dim on that old parked ride,
She was callin’ for me, but I stayed outside.
Playin’ Hank’s “I’m So Lonesome,” drownin’ in pain,
While she brought a baby I couldn’t claim.
(Chorus)
Born on a tour bus that couldn’t roll,
While I sang of heartache, she gave birth to a soul.
But it ain’t my blood, though I wish it were,
Out of diesel and truth, now my heart’s in a blur.
(Bridge)
I came off stage, and I heard the news,
A baby cryin’, but I knew the truth.
The engine was dead, and so was the trust,
As I stood alone in that broke-down bus.
(Chorus)
Born on a tour bus that couldn’t roll,
While I sang of heartache, she gave birth to a soul.
But it ain’t my blood, though I wish it were,
Out of diesel and truth, now my heart’s in a blur.
(Outro)
Now every time I see a bus slowin’ down,
I think of that night and the love that drowned.
With no fuel to burn and a heart full of lies,
Our baby was born, but it wasn’t mine.
Stylistics- Rock n Roll Baby.
He was born in a theater in Bluefield, West Virginia
His ma and I were travelin’ on the road
I worked hard all that summer as a fill-in for the drummer
One-night stands weren’t easy for little Joe
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cAWrlt48hxE&t=1s
Well said.
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