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| 3:40 | 
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Luxury liner, forty tons of steel
If I don't find my baby now I guess I never will I've been a long lost soul For a long, long time I've been around Everybody ought to know what's on my mind You think I'm lonesome, so do I So do I Well, I'm the kind of girl Who likes to make a livin' runnin 'round And I don't need a stranger To let me know my baby's let me down You think I'm lonesome, so do I So do I Luxury liner, forty tons of steel No one in this whole wide world Can change the way I feel I've been a long lost soul For a long long time I've been around Everybody ought to know what's on my mind You think I'm lonesome, so do I So do I |
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| 2. |
| 4:50 |
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Livin' on the road my friend
Was gonna keep you free and clean Now you wear skin like iron And your breath's as hard as kerosene You weren't your mama's only boy But her favorite one it seems She began to cry when you said goodbye And sank into your dreams Pancho was a bandit, boys His horse was fast as polished steel Wore his gun outside his pants For all the honest world to feel Well, Pancho met his match you know On the deserts down in Mexico And nobody heard his dyin' words Ah but that's the way it goes All the Federales say Could of had him any day Only let him any day Hang around Out of kindness I suppose Lefty, he can't sing the blues All night long like he used to The dust that Pancho bit down south Ended up in Lefty's mouth The day they laid poor Pancho low Lefty split for Ohio Where he got the bread to gop There ain't nobody knows Well, the poets tell how Pancho fell And Lefty's livin' in a cheap hotel The dessert's quiet and Cleveland's cold So the story end's, we're told Pancho needs your prayer's it's true But save a few for Lefty too He just did what he had to do And now he's growin' old A few gray Federales say Could have had him any day Only let him go so long Out of kindness I suppose |
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| 3. |
| 3:34 |
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Making believe that you still love me
It's leaving me alone and so blue Still I'll always dream, but I'll never own you Making believe, its all I can do Can't hold you close when you're not whit me You're somebody's love, you'll never be mine Making believe I'll spend my lifetime Loving you and making believe Making believe I never lost you But my happy hours are so few My plans for the future will never come true Making believe what else can I do Making believe I'll spend my lifetime Loving you and making believe |
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| 4. |
| 4:00 |
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(Rodney Crowell)
Soul mate I see you down there waiting For mornin' to softly be comin' I find I'm only in deeper and you'd be a leaver If you waren't so scared. Your true love has made you feel better but look out for later When she makes you feel worse Times change in daydreams and flashes A taste of the past is all I have seen. But you're supposed to be feeling good now 'Cause everybody said you would Honey, does it blow your mind That the prophets would lie. You're supposed to be in your prime now Not supposed to be wasting your time Just feeling like you're down and out Over someone like me. --- Instrumental --- Soul mate the blues are deceiving It keeps us believeing we're on the wrong road One side is just like the other Except for the color and size of the load. And just how much it shows. But you're supposed to be feeling good now 'Cause everybody said you would Honey, does it blow your mind That the prophets would lie. You're supposed to be in your prime now Not supposed to be wasting your time Just feeling like you're down and out Over someone like me... |
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| 3:44 |
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If they'll play another love song
And if that Miller Highlife light stays dim And if you'll keep my glass full of whiskey I'll whisper words I wish I'd said to him Just ask me to dance all the slow ones Hold me close and take me 'cross the floor I'll gently lay my head on your shoulder And pretend this never happened before I don't want to hear a sad story We both already know how it goes So if you'll be my tall dark stranger I'll be your San Antone Rose I wish I could tell you I love you I wish that he weren't always on my mind I wishes were fast trains to Texas I'd ride and I'd ride, how I'd ride |
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| 6. |
| 3:26 |
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It was a teenage wedding And the old folks wished them well You could see that Pierre Did truly love the mademoiselle And now the young monsieur and madame Have rung the chapel bell "C'est la vie", say the old folks It goes to slow you never can tell They furnished off an apartment With a two room Roebuck sale The coolerator was crammed With T.V. dimmers and ginger ale But when Pierre found work The little money comin' worked out well "C'est la vie", say the old folks It goes to show you never can tell They had a hi-fi phono Boy did they let it blast Seven hundred little records All rockin' rhythm and jazz But when the sun went down The rapid tempo of the music fell "C'est la vie", say the old folks It goes to show you never can tell they bought a souped-up jitney T'was a cherry-red fifty nine They drove it down to New Orleans To celebrate their anniversary It was there that Pierre Was wedded to the lovely mad'moiselle "C'est la vie", say the old folks It goes to show you never can tell |
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| 3:15 |
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The worst that I've ever been hurt
In my life The first time I ever have Wanted to die Was the night when you told me You loved someone new And you asked me if I could forget When I stop dreaming That's when I'll stop loving you You may teach the flowers To bloom in the snow You may take a pebble And teach it to grow You may teach all the raindrops To return to the clouds But you can't teach my heart To forget |
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| 8. |
| 3:59 |
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Hello stranger Put your loving hand in mine You are a stranger And you're a friend of mine Get up, rounder Let a working girl lay down You are a rounder And you're all out and down Every time I ride the four and six street cars I can see my baby Peeping through the bars He bowed his head And he waved both hands at me He's prison bound And longing to be free I'll see you When your troubles are like mine Yes. I'll see you When you haven't got a dime |
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| 9. |
| 3:15 |
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She ...
She came from the land of the cotton A land that was nearly forgotten By everyone And she ... She worked and she slaved so hard A big ol' field was her backyard In the delta sun Oh, but she sure could sing Yes, yes She sure could sing Then he ... Looked down and he took a little pity The whole town swore he decided He help her some And he Didn't mind if she wasn't very pretty For deep inside his heart he knew She was the only one Oh, but she sure could sing My, my she sure could sing She had faith and she had believin' She led all the people together in singin' And she prayed very night To the Lord up above Singin' hallelujah Oh, hallelujah They ... Would walk singin' songs by the river Even when she knew for sure She had to go away And she Never knew what her life had to give her And never had to worry about it For one single day Oh, but she sure could sing Yes, yes she sure could sing |
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| 4:47 |
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I heard the train
In the Tulsa night Calling out my name Looking for a fight She's come a long, long way Got a longer way to go So tell me how a train from Tulsa Has got a right to know She sings a song So sad and high And the Tulsa queen Don't ever lie And she don't care where she goes Don't care where she's been And the Tulsa queen ain't crying 'Cause I won't see you again And I want to ride Like a Tulsa queen Calling out to you As she calls to me As far away from Tulsa As these ten wheels can be Lately I speak Your name too loud Each time it comes up In a crowd And I know it when I do The Tulsa queen and you Are gone... |
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| 11. |
| 5:16 |
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Me and Willie played in a country band
Seven long years together playing those one night stands Used to say the booze and bars is going to wear him out Hold On, a song he wrote tear your heart right out Verse 2(Same chords as above) We traveled the northern route and from the Greate Lakes to Monreal Hitting all the honkytonks, I bet we played them all Willie played to ease his soul and drank to ease his mind I never understood how he played it so good while drinking himseld half blind. And you Break wouldn't think a man so weak could be so strong Take a crowd of rowdy drunks and hush them with a song. And I'd rather be singing my heart out in a dark and dingy bar. Hitting those high notes with Willie's sad guitar. And I'd rather be singing a blues song singing sweet and high Willie standing right by my side playing country slide. Verse 3 ME and Willie watched a lot of dreams die young. Plans we made how quick they fade, fumbling one by one. Willie never let it bother him and if he did, it didn't show. You know he had a way of letting go amking the blue times old. And you (use chords from 'break') wouldn't think a man so weak, could be so strong. Take th eblues right out of you and put them in a song. I'd rather be singing....etc. Verse 4 I left Willie in a bar in Marietta Couldn't stand to watch the man I love drink himself to death. Now I'm working in Ottawa and I'm doing well I guess. You know the good life don't look so good from behind a desk. And I'd rather be singing....etc |
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| 3:35 | 
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