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| 1. |
| 2:39 | 
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Well Billy Joe told me, said everything's lookin' fine He's got the place all secured, got the icebox full of wine He said hurry on over and don't be late He got three lovely ladies who just won't wait Do some down south jukin' And lookin' for a peace of |
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| 2. |
| 4:01 |
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Since my baby left me, I found a new place to dwell Down at the end of lonely street at Heartbreak Hotel I get so lonely baby I get so lonely, I get so lonely I could die Though the place is crowded, you still can find some room Where those broken hearted lovers cry away their blues I get so lonely baby I get so lonely, I get so lonely I could die I get so lonely I get so lonely, I get so lonely I could die I get so lonely I get so lonely, I get so lonely |
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| 3. |
| 3:35 |
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Well, there's a devil in the bottle, staring straight at me Daring me to reach out, but I know he's testing me If I take just one sip, I become that devil's son Act a fool, sell my soul before God and everyone Oh Lord, I know, I only hurt the ones I love I'm walkin' down this dead end road, all alone and by myself Wish I could blame the whiskey, but I can only blame myself Running out of chances, and Lord that's such a crime I got to find the answer before I lose my mind Oh Lord its a cryin shame, oh Lord I've caused so much pain I only hurt the ones I love There's a devil in a bottle that just won't let me be So many times I've been hurtin' my soul and family But I got free on the day I fought the Devil in the bottle The next time that ol' devil tries to get the best of me I'll smash that bottle against the wall and know I'm finally free There's a devil in a bottle that just won't let me be There's so many times I let him hurt me I got free the day I fought the Devil in the bottle Devil in the bottle Devil in the bottle |
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| 4. |
| 3:00 |
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Have you ever lived down in the ghetto? Have you ever felt the cold wind blow? If you don't know what I mean, Won't you stand up and scream? 'Cause there's things goin' on that you don't know. Too many lives they've spent across the ocean. Too much money been spent upon the moon. Well, until they make it right I hope they never sleep at night They better make some changes And do it soon. They're goin ruin the air we breathe Lord have mercy. They're gonna ruin us all, by and by. I'm telling you all beware I don't think they really care I think they just sit up there And just get high. |
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| 5. |
| 3:54 |
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Two feets they come a creepin' Like a black cat do And two bodies are lyin' naked Creeper think he got nothin' to lose So he creeps into this house, yeah And unlocks the door And as a man reaching for his trousers Shoots him full of .38 holes Its a Saturday night special Got a barrel that's blue and cold Ain't no good for nothin' But put a man six feet in a hole Big Jim's been drinkin' whiskey And playing poker on a losin' night Pretty soon, Big Jim starts a thinkin' Somebody been cheatin' and lyin' So Big Jim commences to fightin' I wouldn't tell you no lie And Big Jim done pull his pistol Shot his friend right between the eyesHand guns are made for killin' Ain't no good for nothin' else And if you like your whiskey You might even shoot yourself So why don't we dump 'em people To the bottom of the sea Before some fool come around here Wanna shoot either you or me |
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| 6. |
| 4:02 |
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Big wheels keep on turning Carry me home to see my kin Singing songs about the Southland I miss Alabamy once again And I think its a sin, yes Well I heard mister Young sing about her Well, I heard ole Neil put her down Well, I hope Neil Young will remember A Southern man don't need him around anyhow Sweet home Alabama Where the skies are so blue Sweet Home Alabama Lord, I'm coming home to you In Birmingham they love the governor Now we all did what we could do Now Watergate does not bother me Does your conscience bother you? Tell the truth Sweet home Alabama Where the skies are so blue Sweet Home Alabama Lord, I'm coming home to you Here I come Alabama Now Muscle Shoals has got the Swampers And they've been known to pick a song or two Lord they get me off so much They pick me up when I'm feeling blue Now how about you? Sweet home Alabama Where the skies are so blue Sweet Home Alabama Lord, I'm coming home to you Sweet home Alabama Oh sweet home baby Where the skies are so blue And the governor's true Sweet Home Alabama Lordy Lord, I'm coming home to you Yea, yea Montgomery's got the answer |
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| 7. |
| 3:27 |
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Well, I'll tell you plainly baby What I plan to do 'Cause I may be crazy baby But I ain't no fool Your daddy's rich, mama You're overdue But I ain't the one, baby Been messing with you Got bells in your mind, mama So won't you pardon me I think its time for me to move along I do believe Now you're talking jive, woman When you say to me Your daddy's gonna take us in baby 'N take care of me You know and I know, woman I ain't the one I never hurt you sweet heart I never pulled my gun Got bells in your mind, baby So won't you pardon me? I think its time for me to move along I do believe Time for me to put my boots out in the street baby Are you ready boots -- walk on All right there missy, let me tell you a thing or two Now you're talking jive, woman When you say to me Your daddy's gonna take us in baby 'N take care of me When you know and I know, woman I ain't the one That ain't my idea -- uh unh -- of having fun Got rings in your eyes lady So won't you pardon me I think its time for me to move along I do believe I must be in the middle of some kind of conspiracy |
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| 8. |
| 4:07 |
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I recall when I used to come home never had a dime But Lord I always had a good time And I recall drinkin' wine with one of my friends Lord, I can't go back again Am I losin' my own way back home Am I losin' a good friend that I've known Am I losin' won't you tell me how I've sinned Why am I losin one of my bets friends And I recall this friend of mine I knew so well It goes to show Lord you just can't tell Now my friend won't talk to me Let me tell you why he thinks I 've changed because of a dollar sign And its so strange when you get just a little money Your so called friends want to act just a little funny They'll blame you But I'm not the one that's here to blame Its you my friend that's really changed Its a shame, such a shame Am I losin' once again Why these things happen, Lord I don't understand But Lord it can sure hurt a man Why my friend won't take me as I am 'Cause your friend Lord is the most important thing |
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| 9. |
| 3:22 |
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These ol' white lines on the highway Lord its all I know Seems like I've been out all my life But I just can't let it go Oh you know I ain't complainin' Cause I can tell, Lord its just your plan So I thank you for what I have And that's a song All I have is a song I keep thinkin' about the friends I've had And all the meories we've shared They keep comin' back, time and time again Sometimes I wonder was it worth the cost And all I've lost Oh you know I ain't complainin' Cause I can tell, Lord its just your plan So I thank you for what I have And that's a song All I have is a song So I play this song one more time, 'cause Lord its all I know I'll be standin' at your door following along 'Cause all I have is a song And this song will live on All I have is a song A piece of me to live on |
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| 10. |
| 2:48 |
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Daddy was a Cajun, raised on Southern land And so my kinfolks tell me, was a street-fightin' man. Well, they rushed him down to see the doctor "Hey doctor, won't you check his head?" The only thing that was wrong with him Was Johnny Walker's Red He drank |
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| 11. |
| 3:24 |
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I ain't the son of the seventh son, black cats won't cross my path
Good luck comes I just watch it run and it sure does run out fast I wasn't born under no bad sign, but it was Friday the 13th East, west, no, yes Hot, cold, tell you this Ain't nothin' in between Its either good luck -- I'm the last to get it Bad luck -- I'm the first When its good, ain't nothin' better When its bad, ain't nothin' worse Well life can be a little hard sometimes, you do what you gotta do A lot depends on the luck a man has and the cards that's been dealt to you I'd fold this hand if I could or at least take a card or two I been around Had my ups and downs Tell me does it sound little like you Good luck -- I'm the last to get it Bad luck -- I'm the first When its good, ain't nothin' better When its bad, ain't nothin' worse Its either good luck -- I'm the last to get it Bad luck -- I'm the first When its good, ain't nothin' better When its bad, ain't nothin' worse Its either good luck -- I'm the last to get it Bad luck -- I'm the first When its good, ain't nothin' better When its bad, ain't nothin' worse Good luck, bad luck |
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| 12. |
| 5:43 | 
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| 13. |
| 3:42 |
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