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Ripped off and run out of town Had my guitar burned when I was clownin' Haven't slept in a bed for a week And my shoes feel like they're part of my feet Let me come down where I won't be a bother to no one Let me unwind please give me a hole to recline in Knocked on my friend's door in moody texas And asked if he had a place for me His hair was cut off and he was wearing a suit And he said not in my house, not in my house You look like you're part of a conspiracy Now I'm six hours out on strawberry flats Trying to get to Waco 'fore it freezes over They're stopping every one who looks too wierd At the ghoul bust Texas road block Oh let me come down where I won't be a bother to no one Let me unwind please give me a hole to recline in Got a ride on a highway king Made the cross road by nine fifteen If I don't find a place to crash Well I might as well cash it all in If I was a no 'count gambler or a Texas fool Or a millionaire with a suit and real short hair Or do you even care |
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| 2:30 |
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Square knees was asking for a reason
How can I go sleeping in a car I got red hot tires my tires are smokin' I'm so broke I don't wanna stop My gears are crying My gears are crying I got the ha hamburger ha hamburger I got the ha hamburger midnight blues Got a grease mother she's a holder finder Keeper of the scooter gas You gotta lift your tail and seal you fate Snort the crank your old man stashed And ride a tin can Ride a tin can street machine Square knees was asking for a reason How can I go sleeping in a car I got red hot tires my tires are smokin' I'm so broke I don't wanna stop My gears are crying My gears are crying I got the ha hamburger I got the ha hamburger I got the ha hamburger midnight blues |
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| 3:22 |
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It's so easy to slip It's so easy to fall And let your memory drift And do nothin' at all All the love that you missed All the people that you can't recall Do they really exist at all Well my whole world seems so cold today All the magics's gone away And our time together melts away Like the sad melody I play Well I don't want to drift forever In the shadow of your leaving me So I'll light another cigarette And try to remember to forget It's so easy to slip It's so easy to fall And let your memory drift And do nothin' at all All the love that you missed All the people that you can't recall Do they really exist at all |
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| 4:01 |
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Cold, cold, cold Cold, cold, cold Freezing, it was freezing in that hotel I had no money, my special friend was gone The TV set was busted so she went along I called room, room service, I'm down here on my knees A peach or a pear, or a coconut please, But they was cold Well it's been a month since I seen my girl Or a dime to make the call 'Cause it passed me up, or it passed me by, Or I couldn't decide at all And I'm mixed up, I'm so mixed up Don't you know I'm lonely And I wish the world would get off of my case And get on one of its own Cold, cold, cold Cold, cold, cold That woman was freezing, freezing cold Well I tried everything to warm her up Now I'm living in this cold hotel 'Cause she passed me, up or she passed me by, Or I couldn't decide at all Oh I'm mixed up, yes I'm mixed up Don't you know I'm lonely Of all the things I had to do I had to fall in love You know she's cold Turn your clock back woman when you see me comin' round My feet don't, feet don't even touch the ground don't be cold, don't be cold don't be cold, don't be cold |
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| 2:18 |
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You yelled hey when your car wouldn't start So you got real nervous and started to eat your heart out Now you're so fat your shoes don't fit on your feat You got trouble And it's tailor made Well mama lay your head down in the shade 'Cause your eyes are tired, and your feat are too And you wish the world was as tired as you, whoa Well I'll write a letter, and I'll send it away And put all the trouble in int you had today Oh your telephone ring and you went "oh ho" You forgot about this, and you forgot about that 'Cause you got to get back to what you doing Goodbye, click that, so and so You're an island and on your own You yelled hey when the stove blew up Upset? why yes And the footprints on your ceiling, they're almost gone And you're wondering why? Well mama lay your head down, don't you cry |
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| 3:16 |
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Buffalo'd in buffalo Entertained in Houston New York, yew nork, You gotta choose one Tripe face boogie Boogie my sneakers away I don't want your money Don't want your time Please don't hype me honey Or I'll give you back your dime Tripe face boogie Boogie my sneakers away I don't dig potato chips A can't dig torts Tripe my guacamole, baby Tripe my shorts Hype boogie Tripe boogie Hype boogie All night Long You bring your guitar and I'll bring the wine We'll blow out our speakers, just one more time Tripe face boogie -- Look Out! Give tripe face his way Look Out! Give tripe face his day Look Out! Give tripe face his way |
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| 2:57 |
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I been warped by the rain, driven by the snow
I'm drunk and dirty don't ya know, and I'm still, willin' Out on the road late at night, Seen my pretty Alice in every head light Alice, Dallas Alice I've been from Tuscon to Tucumcari Tehachapi to Tonapah Driven every kind of rig that's ever been made Driven the back roads so I wouldn't get weighed And if you give me: weed, whites, and wine and you show me a sign I'll be willin', to be movin' I've been kicked by the wind, robbed by the sleet Had my head stoved in, but I'm still on my feet and I'm still... willin' Now I smuggled some smokes and folks from Mexico baked by the sun, every time I go to Mexico, and I'm still And I been from Tuscon to Tucumcari Tehachapi to Tonapah Driven every kind of rig that's ever been made Driven the back roads so I wouldn't get weighed And if you give me: weed, whites, and wine and you show me a sign I'll be willin', to be movin |
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| 4:36 |
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Livin' in strange dreams Takin' prescribed medication Where will i take me, where will it take me My vision's all marred by a careless Chance visit on the part of me Cat fever, I got cat fever My breathin is harder sittin in back of the theatre When will he make Forgot about fixin the leak in my faucet What come over me I'll let my dogs loose prayin' that they Will protect me Give me a bullet, one silver bullet I won't let them get me 'cause those Demon figures are after me Cat fever, I got cat fever |
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| 9. |
| 2:52 |
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Lady in a turban, cocaine tree Does a dance so rhythmically She's cryin', and a singin' and having a time and gee that cocaine tree look fine You've got to put on your sailin shoes Put on your sailing shoes Everyone will start to cheer When you put on your sailin' shoes Jedidiah, he's got a dime Says he catch a more fish, every time Well I've got a line, and you've got a pole And I'll meet you at the fishin' hole You've got to put on your sailin shoes Put on your sailing shoes Everyone will start to cheer When you put on your sailin' shoes Doctor, doctor, I feel so bad This is the worst day, I ever had Have you this misery a very long time? Well if you if, I'll lay it on the line You've got to put on your sailin shoes Put on your sailing shoes Everyone will start to cheer When you put on your sailin' shoes |
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| 10. |
| 3:55 |
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I've seen the bright lights of Memphis and the Commodore Hotel
And, underneath a street lamp I met a Southern Belle Well, she took me to the river where she cast her spell And, in that southern moonlight she sang the song so well If you'll be my Dixie Chicken, I'll be your Tennessee Lamb And we can walk together down in Dixieland Down in Dixieland Well, we made all the hot spots - my money flowed like wine And then that lowdown southern whiskey began to fog my mind And I don't remember church bells or the money I put down On the white picket fence and boardwalk of the house at the edge of town Oh, but boy do I remember the strain of her refrain And the nights we spent together, and the way she called my name If you'll be my Dixie Chicken, I'll be your Tennessee Lamb And we can walk together down in Dixieland Down in Dixieland Well, it's been a year since she ran away - guess that guitar player sure could play She always liked to sing along - she's always handy with a song Then one night in the lobby of the Commodore Hotel I chanced to meet a bartender who said he knew her well And as he handed me a drink he began to hum a song And all the boys there at the bar began to sing along If you'll be my Dixie Chicken, I'll be your Tennessee Lamb And we can walk together down in Dixieland Down in Dixieland |
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| 11. |
| 3:07 |
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In 1966 I found my love In 1967 I had all there was And as my time went by I was satisfied Until that situation took me by surprise Now there's two trains runnin' - on that line One train's me, and the other's a friend of mine You know it would be all right, be just fine If the woman took one train, and left the other behind Illusion it is just the same conclusion I don't know how to play the game Of what it is or how it's going to be When one train is my friend and the other train is me Easy, Lord, I say easy, I can't push or shove that girl So I guess I really care Now I aint not one to hide my love behind a lock and key But if things keep going the way they are there's no place left for me Two trains runnin' - on that line One train's me, and the other's a friend of mine Be all right, be just fine If this woman took the one train, and left the other behind Two trains, (uh-huh yeah) two trains, (two) two trains, (keep on on) two trains Two trains, (a little bit longer) two trains, two trains, two trains |
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| 2:32 |
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Oh I am just a vagabond
A drifter on the run And eloquent profanity It rolls right off my tongue And I have dined in palaces Drunk wine with Kings and Queens But darlin', oh darlin' You're the best thing I've ever seen Won't you roll me easy Oh slow and easy Take my independence With no apprehension,no tension You walki' talkin' dream paradise Sweet pair a' dice Well I been across this country From Denver to the ocean And I never met girls who could sing so sweet Like the angels that live in Houston Singin' "Roll me easy, so slow and easy... Play that Concertina,I'll be your temptress..." And baby I'm defenseless Singin' harmony In unison Sweet harmony Gotta hoist your flag and I'll beat your drum |
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| 13. |
| 4:32 |
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Spotcheck Billy got down on his hands and knees He said "Hey mama, hey let me check your oil all right?" She said "No, no honey, not tonight. Come back Monday, come back Tuesday, and then I might" I said Juanita, my sweet Jaunita, what are you up to? My Juanita I said Jaunita, my sweet chiquita, what are you up to? My Juanita Don't want nobody who won't dive for dimes Don't want no speedballs 'cause I might die trying Throw me a line, throw me a line 'Cause there's a fat man in the bathtub with the blues I hear you moan, I hear you moan, I hear you moan Billy got so sad, dejected, put on his hat and start to run Runnin' down the street yelling at the top of his lungs "All I want in this life of mine is some good clean fun" "All I want in this life and time is some hit and run" I said Juanita, my sweet Jaunita, what are you up to? My Jaunita I said Jaunita, my sweet chiquita, what are you up to? My Juanita Put my money in your meter baby so it won't run down But you caught me in the squeeze play on the cheesy side of town Throw me a dime, throw me a line 'Cause there's a fat man in the bathtub with the blues I hear you moan, I hear you moan, I hear you moan |
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| 3:17 |
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Look out child your bound to change, You can't ever stay the same Cause if you keep on singin' the same old lines You're going to look around babe and find your friend's out of town Watch out girl the words your sayin' don't really fit the play Somebody else you might talk to now Knows what you sayin' what you mean They don't help your style You might say you ain't got a hold on yourself You might say you always try your best You might say you only need a rest You might say you can only fool yourself I said fool yourself I said fool yourself Don't believe the words you read They're written on the street And every time you know you play their game They'll knock you down and take your pride away See how bad you need to cry But no matter how you try It's the same old story once again You always have number one who calls you friend I call you friend You might say you ain't got a hold on yourself You might say you always try your best You might say you only need a rest You might say you can only fool yourself I said fool yourself I said fool yourself I said fool yourself |
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| 2:44 |
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Well the night that was high, we got into town Was the night that the rain, it froze on the ground Down the street I heard such a sorrowful tune Comin' from the place they call the Spanish Moon Well I stepped inside, and stood by the door While a dark-eyed girl sang, and played the guitar Hookers, and hustlers, filled up the room I heard about this place they call the Spanish Moon One false step, you get done in It's a cold situation If that that don't kill you soon The women will down at the Spanish Moon I pawned my watch, and I sold my ring Just to hear that girl singing, (hear that girl sing) Don't take long, to wake up ruined The women will down at the Spanish Moon |
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| 2:59 |
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There was a woman in Georgia didn't feel just right She had fever all day and chills at night Now things got worse, yes a serious bind At times like this it takes a man with such style I cannot often find A doctor of the heart and a doctor of mind If you like country with a boogie beat he's the man to meet If you like the sound of shufflin' feet he can't be beat If you wanna feel real nice, just ask the Rock and Roll doctor's advice It's just a country town but patients come From Mobile to Moline from miles around Nagodoches to New Orleans In beat-up old cars or in limousines To meet the doctor of soul, he's got his very own thing Two degrees in be-bop, a PHD in swing He's the master of rhythm he's a rock and roll king If you like country with a boogie beat he's the man to meet (he's the man to meet) If you like the sound of shufflin' feet he can't be beat (I say he can't be beat) If you... If you wanna If you wanna feel real nice, just ask the Rock and Roll doctor's advice |
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| 17. |
| 3:29 |
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They got a place down Kentucky
Right down near Ohio Where you can watch the planes at night People line up to watch each flight I said watchin' them planes I wish I was on one I'm sittin' here thinkin' 'bout my red head dream If I could only see her tonight Oh Atlanta, Oh Atlanta! I said yeah! yeah! yeah! Atlanta, got to get back to you Well you can drop me off on Peachtree I got to feel that Georgia sun And the women there in Atlanta They make you awfully glad you come I said watchin' them planes I wish I was on one I'm sittin' here thinking 'bout my crazy dream If I could only be there tonight Oh Atlanta, Oh Atlanta! I said yeah! yeah! yeah! Atlanta, got to get back to you We make a day and how just you and me But the music plays all night They got the boogie band blowin' that's bound for hell And when they get to movin' they never stop You just keep on playin' that down home beat You just keep on layin' it down hot I wish I was on one I'm sittin' here thinkin' bout my red haired dream If I could only see her tonight Oh Atlanta, Oh Atlanta! I said yeah! yeah! yeah! Atlanta, got to get back to you |
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| 4:14 |
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Well I'm waitin' for something to take place Something to take me away from this race 'Round city to city, town to town Runnin' around in the shoes of a clown And that desperate, no count, desperado A thief of love, my business is the street I be shakin' 'em down In old Colorado Texas she's nice, but Georgia's oh so sweet Steal away with me darlin' your lovin' just can't be beat So it seems that the world keeps on turnin' but so what I don't doubt it, it just keeps on the move You're a dream, and that's all that I ask for So well now, I'm wonderin' just how I'm gonna tell it to you Skin it back (skin it back) Somethin' real, somethin' to feel I can't find a soul who'll take on this mess It's those rock and roll hours, early graves without flowers Please, please darlin' put my mind at rest I'm beggin' please darlin' put my mind at rest So it seems that the world keeps on turnin' but so what I don't doubt it, it just keeps on the move You're a dream, and that's all that I ask for So well now, I'm wonderin' just how I'm gonna tell it to you Skin it back tell it to you Skin it back tell it to you Skin it back tell it to you Skin it back tell it to you |
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| 2:28 |
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Semi-smokin mama, you got to give me some Heard you got the biggest hmm biggest truck in town Right on through to Baltimore you got to love me now Got to do me gently, ah feets don't fail me now Don't fail me, feets don't fail me now Don't the sunrise look so pretty Never such a sight Like a rollin' into New York City With the skylight in the morning light Roll right through the night I said roll Roll right through the night I said roll Roll right through the night Roll right through the night Roll right through the night Roll, roll, roll Roll right through the night Roll right through the night Roll right through the night Roll right through the night I said Roll Roll right through the night I said Roll Roll right through the night I said Roll Roll right through the night |
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| 4:26 |
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Is it the lies? Is it the style? It's a mercenary territory I wish you knew the story I've been out here so long dreamin up songs I'm temporarily qualmless and sinking I've did my time in that rodeo It's been so long and I've got nothing to show Well I'm so plain loco Fool that I am I'd do it all over again Is it the style? Is it the lies? Is it the days into nights Or the "I'm sorry"s into fights Now some kind of man, he can't do anything wrong If I see him I'll tell him you're waiting 'Cause I'm devoted for sure but my days are a blur Well your nights turn into my mornings Well I did my time in that rodeo Fool that I am I'd do it all over again Is it love keeps you waiting so long Makes you say I'll see you around The forces that be, they just don't see While your nights turn into my mornings Is it the style? Is it the lies? Is it the days into nights Or the "I'm sorrys" into fights |
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| 21. |
| 3:53 |
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I've been down, but not like this before Can't be 'round this kind of show no more All, all that you dream Comes through shinin silver lining Clouds, clouds change the scene Rain starts washing all these cautions Right into your life, makes you realize Just what is true, what else can you do You just follow the rule Keep your eyes on the road that's ahead of you I've been down, but not like this before Can't be 'round this kind of show no more All of the good, good times were ours In the land of milk and honey And time, time adds its scars Rainy days they turn to sunny ones Livin' the life, livin' the life lovin' everyone I've been down, but not like this before Can't be 'round this kind of show no more I've been down, but not like this before Can't be 'round this kind of show no more I've been down, but not like this before |
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| 22. |
| 2:43 |
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Oh, hello...give me missing persons, they say What is it that you need? I said oh, I need him so...She said you've Got to stop your pleading And no matter what I do, Even pray to heaven above, All I ever get from you is Long distance love I read the papers And I got the blues I was so sad to hear the news Help wanted, but not enough You know these times are gettin' rough And no matter what I do Even pray to heaven above All I seem to get from you is long distance love (Whoo-oo-oo) Oh your toes were so pretty And your life so sweet I wonder do you know Do you know you hurt me so And no matter what I do Even pray to heaven above All I ever from you is Long distance love Long distance love (oo-oo-oo |
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| 6:23 |
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You can say what you want People runnin', talkin', it's all going on up and down the street Young girls selling their wares, no cares Ah, history's left its mark, aha Old folks that were able Now can table it at their own expense They wouldn't miss it, they don't care if it's day or night Oh the city she makes Sometimes your soul to feel floating just like a leaf in the wind Street is stream so it carries you past your present schemes 'til there is no end Left right in the alley No one catches you but the gentle wind There ain't no Jane, no Jill, no Sally to see you through There ain't no Jane, no Jill, no Sally to see you through So you do what you want And pretend again that it's time to roam 'cause you can't go home Maybe you'll find your way today, But while you're at it you'll have some fun And through tears of laughter You know it's nothing until you find someone You wouldn't miss it You don't care if it's day or night |
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| 3:37 |
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Hi roller and a lowball jack
Stuck outside trying to truck it on back Marooned on a lake, in a bad border town Watchin' the marks lay their money down Hey now Jack, say hi, here's a sight to see There's a queen of hears, and her fancy's free Ace in the hole, it feels so nice I'm just a fool, in a pair of dice So hi roller, you're a lowball Jack Stuck out of luck, get on back She said she's a winner, that was easy to see I told her there was something she could do for me, yeah Lady, oh lady, be the wild card in my hand I can't win for losing In this no man's land I been dealin' from the bottom The bottom of the deck Blind alleys and dead ends, it's a lousy Shipwreck |
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| 3:48 |
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Well they say time loves a hero but only time will tell If he's real, he's a legend from heaven If he ain't he was sent here from hell Hear me well Seein' ain't always believin' Just make sure it's the truth that you're seein' Eyes sometimes lie, eyes sometimes lie They can be real deceivin' I got an Uncle in Puerto Rico Spends his days in the sun his nights in the casinos He left the States many years ago Took a fishin' boat to Puerto Rico Now my aunt, she is sad and lonely She'll never know that she drove him away As a coward I admire his courageous ways Well they say time loves a hero but only time will tell If he's real, he's a legend from heaven If he ain't he was sent here from hell Some say my uncle, that he's a zero His life is as a shell, he left it back at Stateside I'd say he's doin' pretty well, without his shell Bumming 'round the beaches of Puerto Rico The beauty of the sunrise and sunset To his friends he wish he could tell They're at home still runnin' for bells Better San Juan than that blue collar hell Well they say time loves a hero but only time will tell If he's real, he's a legend from heaven If he ain't he was sent here from hell |
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| 3:23 |
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My baby called me up She said, "Why don't you ever take me out? Pick me up in your brand new car You shake the short change from your old fruit jar" I put on my dancin' shoes We headed straight for the rhythm and blues The music was hot, but my baby was not I've got a rocket in my pocket |
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| 27. |
| 3:33 |
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Off our rockers, actin' crazy With the right medication we won't be lazy Doin' the old folks boogie Down on the farm Wheelchairs, they was locked arm in arm Paired off pacemakers with matchin' alarms Gives us jus' one more chance To spin one more yarn And you know that you're over the hill When your mind makes a promise that your body can't fill Doin' the old folks boogie And boogie we will 'Cause to us the thought's as good as a thrill Back at the home, No time is your own, Facillities there, they're all out on loan The bank forclose, and your bankruptcy shows And your credit creeps to an all-time low So you know, that you're over the hill When your mind makes a promise that your body can't fill Try and get a rise from an atrophied muscle, And the nerves in your thigh just quivers and fizzles So you know, that you're over the hill When your mind makes a promise that your body can't fill |
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| 29. |
| 4:57 |
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Spotcheck Billy got down on his hands and knees He said "Hey mama, hey let me check your oil all right?" She said "No, no honey, not tonight. Come back Monday, come back Tuesday, and then I might" I said Juanita, my sweet Jaunita, what are you up to? My Juanita I said Jaunita, my sweet chiquita, what are you up to? My Juanita Don't want nobody who won't dive for dimes Don't want no speedballs 'cause I might die trying Throw me a line, throw me a line 'Cause there's a fat man in the bathtub with the blues I hear you moan, I hear you moan, I hear you moan Billy got so sad, dejected, put on his hat and start to run Runnin' down the street yelling at the top of his lungs "All I want in this life of mine is some good clean fun" "All I want in this life and time is some hit and run" I said Juanita, my sweet Jaunita, what are you up to? My Jaunita I said Jaunita, my sweet chiquita, what are you up to? My Juanita Put my money in your meter baby so it won't run down But you caught me in the squeeze play on the cheesy side of town Throw me a dime, throw me a line 'Cause there's a fat man in the bathtub with the blues I hear you moan, I hear you moan, I hear you moan |
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| 4:31 |
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I've been down, but not like this before Can't be 'round this kind of show no more All, all that you dream Comes through shinin silver lining Clouds, clouds change the scene Rain starts washing all these cautions Right into your life, makes you realize Just what is true, what else can you do You just follow the rule Keep your eyes on the road that's ahead of you I've been down, but not like this before Can't be 'round this kind of show no more All of the good, good times were ours In the land of milk and honey And time, time adds its scars Rainy days they turn to sunny ones Livin' the life, livin' the life lovin' everyone I've been down, but not like this before Can't be 'round this kind of show no more I've been down, but not like this before Can't be 'round this kind of show no more I've been down, but not like this before |
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| 31. |
| 4:38 |
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Is it the lies? Is it the style? It's a mercenary territory I wish you knew the story I've been out here so long dreamin up songs I'm temporarily qualmless and sinking I've did my time in that rodeo It's been so long and I've got nothing to show Well I'm so plain loco Fool that I am I'd do it all over again Is it the style? Is it the lies? Is it the days into nights Or the "I'm sorry"s into fights Now some kind of man, he can't do anything wrong If I see him I'll tell him you're waiting 'Cause I'm devoted for sure but my days are a blur Well your nights turn into my mornings Well I did my time in that rodeo Fool that I am I'd do it all over again Is it love keeps you waiting so long Makes you say I'll see you around The forces that be, they just don't see While your nights turn into my mornings Is it the style? Is it the lies? Is it the days into nights Or the "I'm sorrys" into fights |
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| 5:01 |
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Well the night that was high, we got into town Was the night that the rain, it froze on the ground Down the street I heard such a sorrowful tune Comin' from the place they call the Spanish Moon Well I stepped inside, and stood by the door While a dark-eyed girl sang, and played the guitar Hookers, and hustlers, filled up the room I heard about this place they call the Spanish Moon One false step, you get done in It's a cold situation If that that don't kill you soon The women will down at the Spanish Moon I pawned my watch, and I sold my ring Just to hear that girl singing, (hear that girl sing) Don't take long, to wake up ruined The women will down at the Spanish Moon |
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| 2:50 |
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| 3:49 |
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They all asked about you Down on the farm The cows asked, the pigs asked The horses asked, too All wanna know why to the city You moved, changed your name to Kitty What's come over you? It ain't true; it ain't true, Linda Lou Say it ain't true, Linda Lou It ain't true; it ain't true, Linda Lou Say it ain't true, Linda Lou They's all bawling 'bout you Down on the farm The cows bawl, the pigs bawl The horses bawl, too Miss you so much that crying's All we can do Weeping and wailing, praying You'll come home soon It ain't true; it ain't true, Linda Lou Say it ain't true, Linda Lou It ain't true; it ain't true, Linda Lou Say it ain't true, Linda Lou I hear you're working in a saloon I hear ya work from midnight 'til noon I might be from the woods But them hours don't sound so good What do you do in here barroom? It ain't true; it ain't true, Linda Lou Say it ain't true, Linda Lou It ain't true; it ain't true, Linda Lou Say it ain't true, Linda Lou You can't dance so I assume In a bag you couldn't carry a tune I might be from the woods But these hours don't sound so good What you doin' in here barroom? It ain't true; it ain't true, Linda Lou Say it ain't true, Linda Lou It ain't true; it ain't true, Linda Lou Say it ain't true, Linda Lou |
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| 2:33 |
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Six feet of snow comin' through my radio It's rainin' in stilettos from here clear down to Mexico My hands they're numb from hangin' on that Steering wheel They're frozen tight, hope the wind Don't blow me off the road tonight Don't you know the ice and snow Is sneakin' in through my windows Don't you know how much I hate to Be so cold and so alone I'm comin' home If it wasn't for the lines that wind side by side I'd be lying next to her, next to her tonight Sweet New Orleans, that's where my girl She waits for me Hair so long and eyes so green She's the prettiest girl I've ever seen Don't you know the ice and snow Is sneakin' through this boy's window Don't you know how much I hate to Be so cold and so alone I'm comin' home If it wasn't for the lines that wind side by side I'd be lying next to her, next to her tonight |
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| 6:34 |
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| 37. |
| 3:15 |
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I was ridin' No. 9
Heading south from Carolina I heard that lonesome whistle blow I've got in trouble, I had to roam Left my girl and I left my home I heard that lonesome whistle blow Just a kid actin' smart I went and broke my darlin' heart I guess, I was I was too young, too young to know They took me off the Georgia Main Locked me to a ball and chain I heard that lonesome whistle blow All alone I bear the shame I'm a number not a name I heard that lonesome whistle blow I'll be locked here in this cell Till my body's just a shell I heard that lonesome whistle blow Just a kid actin' smart I went and broke my darlin' heart I guess, I was I was too young, too young to know I'll never see that girl of mine I'm in Georgia, doin' time I heard that lonesome whistle blow I heard that lonesome whistle blow Heard that lonesome whistle blow |
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| 38. |
| 4:51 |
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Don't it always seem to hit you Rght when you think you can lay back easy Those times are hard to come by Sittin' still with nothin' on your mind Memories are friends that you had It's so clear if you need to see I can count on you, you can count You can count on me Those clouds outside your doorway Don't seem so dark or move so fast If you keep on rocking long as it keeps raining Back and forth on your porch Just keep on rocking, keep on rocking If I could only tell you what I feel now It's been so long inside of me All the years that I've been trying To stay in touch, to stay in line Trying just to be myself, be myself And no one else Front page right through to back page Have I got news for you You know the story; it's the truth; love's the proof If you keep on rocking long as it keeps raining Back and forth on your porch Just keep on rocking; keep on rocking Have I got news for you Front page, back page Have I got news for you Front page, back page Have I got news for you |
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| 39. |
| 6:16 |
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Heard you got an infection Just before your lewd rejection Wait'll the shit hits the fan You couldn't turn him down Hold your address book above your knees And kissed your soft legs there He was on top of the pop stars You couldn't turn him down You were a sweet girl When you were a cheerleader But I think you're much better now Bought a few reds from your neighboorhood dealer And you passed out in the back of a car You were too messed up to climb out What if your old man had found out |
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| 40. |
| 4:57 |
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Red streamliner rollin'
rollin' down the track the things you see With your wheels in motion through desert, mountain, ocean I hear you every night, is it a dream? Red streamliner rollin' down, comin' down on me Red streamliner rollin', rollin' long so free Your past keeps comin' back on me To far and near, away from here Where people move a mile a minute This hurricane livin' with you and me in it Long into the night, that whistle offers light Red streamliner rollin' I wish you'd tell me 'bout the things you see I'm lookin', lookin' down the tracks you ride Knowin' that they're your only guide I see them every night, is it a dream? And when the sidewalks roll up at night Just as stations pass by Once the leader of the wild, wild west Hurricane livin' been a lifelong song Now you're cast of steel and cast aside Broken dreams maybe, but you haven't died |
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| 41. |
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Some contend that rock and roll Is bad for the the body and bad for the soul Bad for the heart, bad for the mind, Bad for the deaf, and bad for the blind Makes some men crazy and then they act like fools Makes some men crazy, and then they start to drool Unscrupulous operators could confuse Exploit and deceive the reflex theories and change the probabilities It's a crass and rockous crackas place With pavlov on the the human race It's a terrible illness, it's a terrible case And it's usually permanent when it takes place It's a teenage nervouse breakdown Nervous teenage breakdown Some contend that rock and roll Is bad for the the body and bad for the soul Bad for the heart, bad for the mind, Bad for the deaf, and bad for the blind Makes some men crazy and then they act like fools Makes some men crazy, and then they start to drool |
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| 42. |
| 4:23 |
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Last night I sat my baby right down And said the talk's all round the town You're cheatin' while I work all day I guess that feelin's finally gone And I got so tired of spendin' my nights alone So I packed my bags and I'm goin' away But I sure would hate to lose your lovin' don't you know If you said good-bye it just wouldn't feel right some how 'Cause it felt so good Whole lot better than I thought it could Honey I hate to lose you now Well I swore I wouldn't sit and cry 'Cause my baby left me both high and dry Wouldn't sit and pine gonna move on down the line Well I knew just what I had to do Had to find me some love that's new 'Cause lovin's so easy to find But I sure would hate to lose that lovin' don't you know If you said good-bye it just wouldn't feel right some how 'Cause it felt so good Whole lot better than I thought it could Honey I hate to lose you now But I think it's gonna be all right 'Cause I found a little girl last night And she said you better just move on in 'Cause I got my rent paid through next week and I'll be out tonight But don't ya know I'll do my best to be back by ten I sure would hate to lose that lovin' don't you know If you said good-bye it just wouldn't feel right some how 'Cause it felt so good Whole lot better than I thought it could Honey I hate to lose you now Don't you know Honey I hate to lose you now Tryin to tell you Honey I hate to lose you now |
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| 43. |
| 4:30 |
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Rollin' down highway 95 Sailin' through her hometown countryside Move on over stand astride My cruise control's in overdrive Need to take my baby for a ride Ooo she's like a smooth stretch of highway Ooo she's like a cool Summer breeze If my motor's runnin' right, we might lose control tonight Got the shape I love to squeeze, looks that bring me to my knees Oh please, let it roll tonight Might be doin' more thahn fifty-five When I sit my baby right down by my side Where the rubber hit the road This rig don't dig no overload Come on, and let my baby ride Ooo she's like a smooth stretch of highway Ooo she's like a cool Summer breeze If my motor's runnin' right, we might lose control tonight Got the shape I love to squeeze, looks that bring me to my knees Oh please, let it roll tonight Now I know just how heaven feels When she reach beneath my big old steerin' wheel Dyna flow, power glide Bored and stroked, I'm satisfied When I take my baby for a ride Ooo she's like a smooth stretch of highway Ooo she's like a cool Summer breeze If my motor's runnin' right, we might lose control tonight Got the shape I love to squeeze, looks that bring me to my knees Oh please, let it roll tonight |
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| 44. |
| 4:46 |
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Hey old friend, it's been such a long time Since I saw your smilin' face pressed against my window pane Though it's the middle of the night And we were racin' the light of the mornin' All those new thoughts dawnin' About the wrong and the right We spent our money so fine The girls were standing in line Every other night Was always the same Paradise without any shame We'd stay up all night Tryin' to find just the right rhymes And we were fightin' the good fight Hangin' on to the good times Jaunita she's a little bit older now Spotcheck Billy looks just the same Three card monte on the boulevard With mirrors on his shoes And I just have to laugh When I recall the time down in New Orleans Don't ya know Rained us out of an indoor show We spent our money so fine The girls were standin' in line Down in the quarters at lucky Pierre's A time of our life without any cares We'd stay up all night Tryin' to find just the right rhymes And we were fightin' the good fight Hangin' on to the good times Yes old friend we had some times And later on the moon declined To shine its light so benevolently It's grace withheld from our company and though we went our own ways We couldn't escape from where we came So we find ourselves back at the table again Tellin' stories of survivors and friends We'd stay up all night Tryin' to find just the right rhymes And we were fightin' the good fight Hangin' on to the good times Up all night Tryin' to find just the right rhymes And we were fightin' the good fight Hangin' on to the good times Up all night Tryin' to find just the right rhymes And we were fightin' the good fight Hangin' on to the good times |
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| 45. |
| 3:31 |
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If you walk in right off the street
You can take the load right off your feet Mamma bring the menu to your seat But the bill of fare be short and sweet Won't find no etouffe Mamma never ever could cook that way She's all ancien regime No nouvell cuisine She cook gumbo A mighty Rad Gumbo It's the only way she can go Down at the Club Rad Gumbo Now the heads and shells stay in the stock She stirs her roux and really rocks One gallon shellfish stock or water Man this gumbo is made to order Two toes of garlic finely chopped Man this party just can't be stopped Mamma's pots are boiling, the band starts to blow Piano keys flying like Fats Domino She cook gumbo A mighty Rad Gumbo It's the only way she can go Down at the Club Rad Gumbo Oh no, no escargot, no cordon bleu This ain't the place to go lookin' for beef stew But if you like tender shrimp and rice If ya think ya can stand the spice She cook gumbo A mighty Rad Gumbo Now people comin from miles around To see what Mamma's puttin' down Everybody knows her name She in the seafood hall of fame I gotta get that recipe If it means the death of me Get my spyboy to sneak a look Into Mamma's book She cook gumbo A mighty Rad Gumbo It's the only way she can go Down at the Club Rad Gumbo She cook gumbo A mighty Rad Gumbo It's the only way she can go Down at the Club Rad Gumbo |
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| 46. |
| 4:48 |
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Oh the siren song is strong sometimes... Texas radio They sure do play it hard and fast - sell it soft and low A silky voice she spoke to me from down in San Antone "It's ladies night in Italy, and gentlemen should know" When I saw that neon sign, knew just where to go Her shoulders soft and I pulled off, her headlights all aglow A bartender said to me, boy I want you to meet my sister She's high-strung and a little young, but she's a real Texas twister A real Texas twister I said "How young is too young? How fast is too fast? Whoa high is too high? Yah, how high is too high?" She said "How long is this ride?" Well how long can you last? You're gonna find out mister, when you meet that Texas twister Oh now in the light she looked all right when we stepped outside I knew that it was meant to be when she begged me for a ride That bartender said to me, boy take your money back Before you're done you're gonna need it son You might have a heart attack I seen the sights now, Paris, Rome, and I ain't sentimental I still remember how she said, yes I do, "Is this a Continental?" No babe it's just for flash and I paid cash, she hugged me up real tight Lay back honey I'll drive you home 'round the world tonight She knew where every roadhouse lies, clear down to the border Long neck Lone Stars just her size, clearly made to order Knew how to paint a cowboy town, long before I missed her She picked me up; she put me down, she's a real Texas twister I said "How young is too young? How fast is too fast? Oh how high is too high? Yeah how high is too high?" She said "How long is this ride?" Yeah how long can you last? You're gonna find out mister, when you meet that Texas twister (yeah) How high is too high? How high is too high? How high is too high |
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| 47. |
| 5:55 |
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Gretta's flunky, some two fisted monkey, some wild-eyed Romeo Winds up the mountain with Rio down below Drives too slowly past a burning impromptu altar Attended by no one of visible means Could be a warning just shining us on, but we're far too gone On our way to see some Johnny Representing the mambo Representing the mambo... mambo... mambo oooh.. mambo Rounding the corner we come to a halt Doors fly open as we prepare for assault Out from the shadows step the dangerous boys Hands holding weapons, they treat them like toys A debutante Gretta, the taxidermist's daughter She knows what to say She knows how to mingle, she knows the lingo Muchachos we're here to see Johnny Representing the mambo Representing the mambo... mambo... mambo oooh.. mambo Gretta leads us through the stone carved archway Into the school of samba, the place of sacred rites We push through a gauntlet of limpwristed handshakes An empty cotillion air kisses Gretta smiles as we make our way to the bar The new crowd says I remind them of Frank Who died of excessive nymphets In Barcelona... in Barcelona Who's that with Gretta? Yeah You know how she is... Never the same one twice I say old chap, would you care for a piece of cake No thanks, Paul, my ears are too sweet now A strange choice of work, but forensically it's true Sudden thunder clap drum roll Gretta's on the stage... she's a honey of a hun A blue-eyed angel girl Announces proudly to everyone in the room Senhores y senores here's Johnny Representing the mambo Representing the mambo... mambo... mambo oooh.. mambo Gretta Gretta I've got to slip away It just won't work between us Your daddy runs the house of pain You are the taxidermist's daughter, yeah |
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| 48. |
| 4:24 |
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She ain't real friendly for no good reason Claims her life's been filled with treason Says she's cursed by a toothless gypsy Wonderin' why her life's so greasy With doulbe blades she dulls her senses Spiteful girl by all consensus All her life it's been the same Hell she don't even like her name She longs to be the ingenue To leading men tall dark and handsome But now the play has passed her by... oh my There's no exit Oh no there's no way out at all There's no exit Jumped a train in Italy On her way to gay Paris Down in the Loire Valley She got sho drunk she couldn't see Stumblin' through a metro station In a mood for conversation Fortune teller read her palm Told her that her time was gone She longs to be the ingenue To leading men tall dark and handsome But now the play has passed her by... oh my There's no exit Oh no there's no way out at all There's no exit She used to model as a child With Bardot's looks and Gigi's laughter Enfant terrible creation Of a sockless adman's mind Played her first recital at the tender age of nine Strains of Clare de Lune Mater sipping wine Pater in the garden gazing At those ponies grazing The spoils of a lonely child She longs to be the ingenue To leading men tall dark and handsome Once just a jet-trash kid Down at Les Halles Her frequent trips to Nice In Monaco she was always welcome She was embraced by all society Along the way she lost her charms Now the play has passed her by |
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| 49. |
| 4:53 |
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Jump start my heart I'm all broke down Hot wired and short of cash just outside of town Roll the dice, I'll take the chance Played out... there ain't no doubt I need a new romance Seems I'm short a dime on my nickel bet Waitin' for my number, but it ain't come up yet Change my luck.. I'm on my knees Let's see how good it gets Shake me up, (shake me up) Shake me up, (shake me up) Shake me up Baby I can take it Don't care how ya do it Just shake it Spendthrift and foolish, beaten like a mule Cotton mouthed... so confused... stumblin' like a fool Hold me up... I'm sinkin' low... I got... one shot... so come on girl let's go Got that kinda something that turns my head around Got the walk... got the talk Let's take it on downtown Shake me up, (shake me up) Shake me up, (shake me up) Shake me up Come on girl get to it I don't care how ya do it Just shake me Sounds like a diamond back, feels like a heart attack When ya shake it Love the way ya move and everything you do Got me runnin' hot... I'm shakin now... so please don't stop I got it bad but baby that's no crime On a flight tomorrow night... somewhere down the line Treat me right, shake me while you can Feel free... give me everything you can Shake me up, (shake me up) Shake me up, (shake me up) Shake me up Baby let's get through it I don't care how ya do it Just shake me |
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| 50. |
| 4:27 |
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Barrere-Payne-Tackett
I had a dream the other night One of those dreams you hear about Was ridin' a downtown bus uptown But I couldn't get off... oh no, I couldn't get off Then the angel of mercy she takes me by the hand Says we're all goin' to heaven some day Don't worry, don't hurry Just do what you can, because Things happen in their own sweet time Things happen, things happen Things happen in their own sweet way Don't you wait for tomorrow get your livin' today Thought I knew what I wanted Ya know, be a big success And to get what I wanted I just had to do my best... just do my best But when your best just ain't good enough Think you'll never get ahead It leaves ya wonerin' jus' what it is ya tryin' to prove And ya trying to prove it to Things happen in their own sweet time Things happen, things happen Things happen in their own sweet way Don't you wait for tomorrow get your livin' today Think ya want this Ya know you want that Don't wanna wait for nothin' no no That's a matter of fact, just a matter of fact No matter how hard I want Make everythin' be right I still must remember yeah that Left is loose, right is tight And payday comes on Friday night Things happen in their own sweet time Things happen, things happen Things happen in their own sweet way Don't you wait for tomorrow get your livin' today Things happen in their own sweet time Things happen, things happen Things happen in their own sweet way Don't you wait for tomorrow get your livin' today |
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| 51. |
| 4:23 |
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Barrere-Murphy-Payne-Tackett-Wray
I sit upon a hill and gaze out on the diamond lights Strange night, strange city, down below Neon lights will guide me Take us all to a better place Hang on, hang on Wait for me, just wait for me Another's smile reminds me The past is ours, old friend of mine The pictures still remain One more night Hold on, hold on One more night With these borderline blues From a whisper to a shout Before the flame burns out Tomorrow is forever So hold on one more night Borderline blues On the run in another city Another country far from home Walk slow and listen, the soul says it all Silent conversations Borderline blues far behind me There lies my destiny Wating for me, waiting for me It's takin' me a long time Long lost from sleeping I'm coming home, I'm coming home One more night Hold on, hold on One more night With these borderline blues From a whisper to a shout Before the flame burns out Tomorrow is forever So hold on one more night Borderline blues I see the coast, the stars Spread to the four corners of the world Free for just an instant As I fell back down to earth It's not enough to care anymore Not enough room to hide Troubles come and go But the child remains inside (inside) One more night Hold on, hold on One more night With these borderline blues From a whisper to a shout Before the flame burns out Tomorrow is forever So hold on one more night Borderline blues |
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| 52. |
| 5:31 |
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You can open the window
Where the sunset meets the sea Everything's for sale Everything's for free Sweet mother Mary Sells her fortunes well She's got all the answers Just might save you from hell Across the street at the bottomless cup You can drink and drink but you can Never get enough You can have yours with sweet and low You might even have the blues to go One shot Johnny Got a dog on a rope Goin' from table to table With a pocket full of hope Rodeo riders and scarlet women Lean against your walls The show they're waitin' for Is just three steps down the hall The of king of jive looks like the queen of please Makes his livin' on his hands and knees You give and you give 'till you give it all Oh, just think if these walls could talk, oh I've climbed so high And I've surely fell Every story has a hero Down at the Cadillac Hotel El Dorado Slim Works behind the desk Either day or night He can handle any request J. C.'s screamin' Bout turnin' water to wine Got all in a big brown bag In the lobby, just past nine, in an old Maytag The homeless and haunted and street Van Gogh's Lace their souls up tight Hang your coat on a fin, you finally got in Get ready for Cadillac night Across the street at the bottomless cup It's not about money, you can never get enough A handful of honesty, a fist full of pride It's not how you live, it's how you survive I've climbed so high And I've surely fell Every story has a hero Down at the Cadillac Hotel I've climbed so high And I've surely fell Ten thousand feet to zero Down at the Cadillac Hotel |
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| 53. |
| 3:27 |
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Barrere-Murphy-Payne-Strand-Tackett
Woke up this mornin' just about noon Rolled back on over, it was way too soon My sensibilities hadn't stirred you see Might bother some, but it don't bother me 'Cause some people say ain't had enough fun Some people say ain't had enough fun I'll tell ya when I'm done But until that time, ain't had enough fun Right 'round the corner, right over the hill Somebody's waitin' for some new thrill They can wait there all of their life Spinnin' them wheels 'til the time is right As for me, I think I'll jump right into the fight 'Cause some people say ain't had enough gun Some people say ain't had enough gun I'll tell ya when I'm done But until that time, ain't had enough fun Why some people sure wound up tight I'm here to tell ya Lord -- I got too many chills To feel 'em all in one night Now who says ya can't teach an old dog new tricks Jus' fire off a few rounds at the poor boy's kicks Ruler boy says don't worry The monkey ain't dead so what's your hurry The show ain't over so people please grab your seats 'Cause some people say ain't had enough gun Some people say ain't had enough gun My time ain't yet begun So don't say I'm finished, no I'll tell ya when I'm done Until that time, I ain't had enough fun |
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| 54. |
| 4:55 |
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| 55. |
| 4:08 |
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It's steamin'
and I'm screamin' down that red hot blacktop on cruise control and my tires are tired but I still got such a long way to go... 'till I'm coastin' back to that west coast north of movie town where my baby's waitin' holdin' down that home ground holdin' down that home ground when it's freezin' so cold in the mornin' ya know I really hate to go don't need no stage door jennie, no bad luck penny lookin' for a one night Romeo was a time I was crazy I played a fool... I was a clown now I got my baby Shes a holdin' down the home ground holdin' down the home ground This room service lifestyle it's OK for a while but a little homecookin' would sure bring a smile there was a caterer in decatur she once grabbed my eye but I came to my senses and passed on the my...my...my... Now I'm dreamin' bout that old coast highway the castles made of stone and the road through the mountain that's where I'm countin' on makin my turn for home I'm breakin' all the limits way past the speed of sound gettin' back with my baby Shes a holdin' down the home ground holdin' down the home ground holdin' down the home ground |
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| 56. |
| 6:16 |
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Like a steamboat floatin' in a wild monsoon
Woulda' had a better chance to see me through Tails are high and the winds are bearin' down Cable touchin' cable, live wires on the ground The blues don't tell it all The blues don't tell it all Diamonds rushing by in a pale gray light Balck thunder rolling with the crack of steel white Fever runnin' high, spirit ebbin' low Caught on the highway with too many mile to go Maladjusted malcontent Deliberate deception with a wounded heart Temptation... Temptation in an empty world The blues don't tell it all The blues don't tell it all The blues don't tell it all The blues don't tell it all It's a rumored affair Something cheap in the air You been playin' for luck But you always get caught Double rider on a rain streaked road Thunder rippin', engine screamin' north Can't escape a fool in terror The kiss of death and now you're gone And once again I'm all alone The blues don't tell it all The blues don't tell it all The blues don't tell it all The blues don't tell it all The blues don't tell it all The blues don't tell it all The blues don't tell it all The blues don't tell it all |
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| 57. |
| 6:33 |
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Storm clouds all around me
There's a lightning at my back But there's an angel on my shoulder That's keepin' my on track No matter how bad I stumble She's there to catch me when I fall My angel of forgiveness has been Around to see it all I wandered down from nowhere It was a long time ago With my images and dreams My hopes for the best Giving nothing away Nothing yet lost But now I'm going Going over eden's wall Won't be back You can have it all Take my chances make the run -- Finish standing tall Cause I'm going, going, going over eden's wall The heat pu an edge on things that Summer The clock ticking away Had all the world before me Except for the ungodly war Caught in a river, the current took me away To a wilderness of reverance Left me hanging by a thread A splintered prayer an invocation Born out of chance at dusk The benediction at sunrise It's a resonance ringing Robbed me of my innocence I'd run out of trust Cause now I'm going Going over eden's wall Won't be back You can have it all Take my chances make the run -- Finish standing tall Cause I'm going, going, Going over eden's wall I'm held to the faith Feeling wounded That the future unfolds I could not cry Like a conversation not always understood A broken spirit dries the bones It's architecture and intent revealed a little at a time I am delivered gone without a trace I'm running out of time I've seen beyond the line The question I weigh It's not so much the cost It's what I'm willing to pay Going, going over eden's wall Won't be back, no You can have it all Take my chances -- make the run -- Finish standing tall Cause I'm going, going, going over eden's wall Goin' over goin' under run right through it Look out -- yeah yeah |
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| 58. |
| 2:13 |
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| 59. |
| 2:32 |
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I don't even know what I did wrong But her old man said if I didn't get out of town I might not live too long And I can still see her mother with her hair up in rolls As she cast a telling glance at that young girl's red hot eyes Sometimes I think I could lose All my troubles but here I stand They're trying to cure me with nicotine and whiskey Watching their faces passing me by And I've been holding out my hand Waiting for love to come at my command But the glow from around my head is gone And if I don't get a ride real soon I might be dead in the ground Sometimes I think I could lose All my troubles but here I stand They're trying to cure me with nicotine and whiskey Watching their faces passing me by There's no need to follow Look into the eyes of this wandering stranger I won't rob or steal your money So don't let the wind through the crack in your door Don't let the wind through the crack in your door |
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| 60. |
| 3:19 |
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Some contend that rock and roll Is bad for the the body and bad for the soul Bad for the heart, bad for the mind, Bad for the deaf, and bad for the blind Makes some men crazy and then they act like fools Makes some men crazy, and then they start to drool Unscrupulous operators could confuse Exploit and deceive the reflex theories and change the probabilities It's a crass and rockous crackas place With pavlov on the the human race It's a terrible illness, it's a terrible case And it's usually permanent when it takes place It's a teenage nervouse breakdown Nervous teenage breakdown Some contend that rock and roll Is bad for the the body and bad for the soul Bad for the heart, bad for the mind, Bad for the deaf, and bad for the blind Makes some men crazy and then they act like fools Makes some men crazy, and then they start to drool |
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| 61. |
| 2:56 |
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| 62. |
| 3:32 |
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| 63. |
| 4:54 |
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| 2:47 |
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| 65. |
| 2:49 |
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| 66. |
| 2:41 |
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| 67. |
| 3:24 |
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Picked up on my phone in Houston Everybody answered, everybody answered but they won't say why Then this dancer grabbed me down by the bus stop And she said I'm takin' you with me to the Texas Rose cafe I got a fast car, it's a jaguar, and I'll get you to the plane on time Drinkin' Lone Star, play guitar, we'll have a real good time I said love to be found in Austin, Love to be found in Austin town, I replied that I would try, but you see my time is not my own 'Cause when I was just a big time low ball fool My friend Leroy came to me He said look out your window Does the first man you see look like me? I'm sooooore displeased Since that time I changed my mind About the things I'm up to Yet the things around me stay just the same 'Cause outside my hotel window is a sign that turns from red to green It says chop suey and join the U.S. Marines |
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| 68. |
| 2:44 |
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| 69. |
| 3:46 |
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Buffalo'd in buffalo Entertained in Houston New York, yew nork, You gotta choose one Tripe face boogie Boogie my sneakers away I don't want your money Don't want your time Please don't hype me honey Or I'll give you back your dime Tripe face boogie Boogie my sneakers away I don't dig potato chips A can't dig torts Tripe my guacamole, baby Tripe my shorts Hype boogie Tripe boogie Hype boogie All night Long You bring your guitar and I'll bring the wine We'll blow out our speakers, just one more time Tripe face boogie -- Look Out! Give tripe face his way Look Out! Give tripe face his day Look Out! Give tripe face his way |
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| 70. |
| 3:19 |
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In 1966 I found my love In 1967 I had all there was And as my time went by I was satisfied Until that situation took me by surprise Now there's two trains runnin' - on that line One train's me, and the other's a friend of mine You know it would be all right, be just fine If the woman took one train, and left the other behind Illusion it is just the same conclusion I don't know how to play the game Of what it is or how it's going to be When one train is my friend and the other train is me Easy, Lord, I say easy, I can't push or shove that girl So I guess I really care Now I aint not one to hide my love behind a lock and key But if things keep going the way they are there's no place left for me Two trains runnin' - on that line One train's me, and the other's a friend of mine Be all right, be just fine If this woman took the one train, and left the other behind Two trains, (uh-huh yeah) two trains, (two) two trains, (keep on on) two trains Two trains, (a little bit longer) two trains, two trains, two trains |
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| 3:28 |
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| 4:42 |
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| 2:30 |
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Semi-smokin mama, you got to give me some Heard you got the biggest hmm biggest truck in town Right on through to Baltimore you got to love me now Got to do me gently, ah feets don't fail me now Don't fail me, feets don't fail me now Don't the sunrise look so pretty Never such a sight Like a rollin' into New York City With the skylight in the morning light Roll right through the night I said roll Roll right through the night I said roll Roll right through the night Roll right through the night Roll right through the night Roll, roll, roll Roll right through the night Roll right through the night Roll right through the night Roll right through the night I said Roll Roll right through the night I said Roll Roll right through the night I said Roll Roll right through the night |
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| 3:01 |
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| 76. |
| 3:34 |
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I've been down, but not like this before Can't be 'round this kind of show no more All, all that you dream Comes through shinin silver lining Clouds, clouds change the scene Rain starts washing all these cautions Right into your life, makes you realize Just what is true, what else can you do You just follow the rule Keep your eyes on the road that's ahead of you I've been down, but not like this before Can't be 'round this kind of show no more All of the good, good times were ours In the land of milk and honey And time, time adds its scars Rainy days they turn to sunny ones Livin' the life, livin' the life lovin' everyone I've been down, but not like this before Can't be 'round this kind of show no more I've been down, but not like this before Can't be 'round this kind of show no more I've been down, but not like this before |
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A side shot from south of the border Was a hot spot for all the fools from here to the corner Looking for a square deal A fair deal She don't need a gun She's an ultimatum She can turn on a dime She can turn on a dime They're just fine darlin' You can drop me anywhere there Down below the borderline Down below the borderline Down below the borderline Holding out your hand she be acting so demanding She don't leave no stone for you to stand on And if you think you might not be down here sometime Down below the borderline Onomatopoetry symmetry in motion They heard about that girl clear across the ocean To love her is a thrill, so tell me it's for real Shell break away and leave you crying at some stop sign Down below the borderline Down below the borderline Down below the borderline Holding out your hand she be acting so demanding She don't leave no stone for you to stand on And if you think you might not be down here sometime Down below the borderline |
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| 2:34 |
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| 4:45 |
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Don't it always seem to hit you Rght when you think you can lay back easy Those times are hard to come by Sittin' still with nothin' on your mind Memories are friends that you had It's so clear if you need to see I can count on you, you can count You can count on me Those clouds outside your doorway Don't seem so dark or move so fast If you keep on rocking long as it keeps raining Back and forth on your porch Just keep on rocking, keep on rocking If I could only tell you what I feel now It's been so long inside of me All the years that I've been trying To stay in touch, to stay in line Trying just to be myself, be myself And no one else Front page right through to back page Have I got news for you You know the story; it's the truth; love's the proof If you keep on rocking long as it keeps raining Back and forth on your porch Just keep on rocking; keep on rocking Have I got news for you Front page, back page Have I got news for you Front page, back page Have I got news for you |
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| 3:37 |
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| 2:41 |
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