Jim Kweskin - Garden Of Joy/ America (2007) by Jim Kweskin (보컬) on maniadb.com

Autry-Whitley

I'm back in the saddle again
Out where a friend is a friend
Where the longhorn cattle feed
On the lowly gypsum weed
Back in the saddle again

Ridin' the range once more
Totin' my old .44
Where you sleep out every night
And the only law is right
Back in the saddle again

Whoopi-ty-aye-oh
Rockin' to and fro
Back in the saddle again
Whoopi-ty-aye-yay
I go my way
Back in the saddle again

I'm back in the saddle again
Out where a friend is a friend
Where the longhorn cattle feed
On the lowly gypsum weed
Back in the saddle again

Ridin' the range once more
Totin' my old .44
Where you sleep out every night
And the only law is right
Back in the saddle again

Whoopi-ty-aye-oh
Rockin' to and fro
Back in the saddle again
Whoopi-ty-aye-yay
I go my way
Back in the saddle againI'm back in the saddle again
Out where a friend is a friend
Where the longhorn cattle feed
On the lowly gypsum weed
Back in the saddle again

Ridin' the range once more
Totin' my old .44
Where you sleep out every night
And the only law is right
Back in the saddle again

Whoopi-ty-aye-oh
Rockin' to and fro
Back in the saddle again
Whoopi-ty-aye-yay
I go my way
Back in the saddle again

I'm back in the saddle again
Out where a friend is a friend
Where the longhorn cattle feed
On the lowly gypsum weed
Back in the saddle again

Ridin' the range once more
Totin' my old .44
Where you sleep out every night
And the only law is right
Back in the saddle again

Whoopi-ty-aye-oh
Rockin' to and fro
Back in the saddle again
Whoopi-ty-aye-yay
I go my way
Back in the saddle again

Lewis-Noah

I was born in the desert, raised in a lion's den
I was born in the desert, raised in a lion's den
My number one occupation, stealin' women from their monkey men.

If you're ever in Memphis, better stop by Minglewood
If you're ever in Memphis, better stop by Minglewood
The women down there, they don't mean a man no good.

I was born in the desert, raised in a lion's den
I was born in the desert, raised in a lion's den
My number one occupation, stealin' women from their monkey men

Lipscomb

Sugar babe, I'm tired of you,
Ain't your honey but the way you do
Sugar babe, it's all over now
All I want my babe to do,
Make five dollars and give me two
Sugar babe, it's all over now
Went downtown and bought me a rope
Whupped my baby till she Buzzard Lope
Sugar babe, it's all over now
Sugar babe, what's the matter with you?
You don't treat me like you used to do
Sugar babe, it's all over now
Went to town and bought me a line
Whupped my baby till she changed her mind
Sugar babe, sugar babe, it's all over now
Sugar babe, I'm tired of you
Ain't your honey but the way you do
Sugar babe, it's all over now

Haggard-Burris

We don't smoke marijuana in Muskogee
We don't take no trips on LSD
We don't burn no draft cards down on Main Street
We like livin' right, and bein' free.

I'm proud to be an Okie from Muskogee
A place where even squares can have a ball
We still wave Old Glory down at the courthouse
And white lightnin's still the biggest thrill of all.

We don't make a party out of lovin'
We like holdin' hands and pitchin' woo
We don't let our hair grow long and shaggy
Like the hippies out in San Francisco do.

And I'm proud to be an Okie from Muskogee
A place where even squares can have a ball
We still wave Old Glory down at the courthouse
And white lightnin's still the biggest thrill of all.

Leather boots are still in style for manly footwear
Beads and Roman sandals won't be seen
Football's still the roughest thing on campus
And the kids here still respect the college dean.

And I'm proud to be an Okie from Muskogee
A place where even squares can have a ball
We still wave Old Glory, down at the courthouse
In Muskogee, Oklahoma, USA.

Daniels

Bring me my pistol, three rounds of ball
I'm gonna kill everybody, won't leave this poor boy alone
Poor boy alone, poor boy alone, poor boy alone, poor boy alone.

On Monday I arrested, Tuesday I was tried
The jury found me guilty and I hung my head and cried
Head and cried, head and cried, Lord and cried, Lord and cried.

Then I asked the judge what would be my fine,
Says a pick and a shovel way down Joe Brown's coal mine
Coal mine, coal mine, coal mine, coal mine. (Coal mine...)

Be light on me judge, I ain't been here before
Give me 99 years, don't come back here no more
No more, no more, no more, no more, my Lord

Be light on me judge, I ain't been here before
Give me 99 years, don't come back here no more
No more, no more, my Lord.

McEnery

Just a ship out on the ocean, just a speck against the sky
Amelia Earhart flying out that day
With her partner Captain Noonan on the first day of July
She fell into the ocean far away.

And there's a beautiful, beautiful field
Far away in a land that is fair
Happy landings to you, Amelia Earhart
Farewell, first lady of the air.

Twenty minutes later an SOS was heard
The voice that came was weak but sounded brave
In the shark infested waters plane came down that day
And our heroes fell into a watery grave.

And there's a beautiful, beautiful field
Far away in a land that is fair
Happy landings to you, Amelia Earhart
Farewell, first lady of the air.

Now you've heard the story of this awful tragedy
We pray that she may fly home safe again
And in years to come though others blaze a trail across the sea
We'll never forget Amelia and her plane.

And there's a beautiful, beautiful field
Far away in a land that is fair
Happy landings to you, Amelia Earhart
Farewell, first lady of the air.

Memphis Jug Band

Walked up Ellum and I come down Main
Tryin' to bum a nickle, just to buy cocaine
Ho, ho, honey take a whiff on me.

Chorus: Take a whiff on me, take a whiff on me
And everybody, take a whiff on me.
Ho, ho, honey take a whiff on me.

Went to Mr. Lehman's on a lope
Sign in the window said: "No more coke".
Ho, ho, honey take a whiff on me.

(...chorus...)

Goin' up State Street, commin' down Main
Lookin' for the woman that uses cocaine.
Ho, ho, honey take a whiff on me.

(...chorus...)

I'se got a nickle, you'se got a dime...
You buy the coke and I'll buy the wine.
Ho, ho, honey take a whiff on me.

(...chorus...)

The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice
Takes a brown-skin woman, for my particular use.
Ho, ho, honey take a whiff on me.

(...chorus...)

I chew my tobacco, and I spit my juice
I love my baby 'till it aint no use
Ho, ho, honey take a whiff on me.

(...chorus...)

Cocaine's for horses and not for men
Doctors say t'will kill you but they don't say when.
Ho, ho, honey take a whiff on me.

(...chorus...)

Whiff-a-ree and whiff-a-rye
Gonna keep on a whiffin', boys, 'till I die.
Ho, ho, honey take a whiff on me.

Bennard

On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross
The emblem of suffering and shame
And I love that old cross where the dearest and best
For a world of lost sinners was slain

So I'll cherish the old rugged cross
Till my trophies at last I lay down
I will cling to the old rugged cross
And exchange it someday for a crown

O that old rugged cross so despised by the world
Has a wondrous attraction for me
For the dear lamb of God left His glory above
To bear it on dark Calvary

Repeat #2

Eaton-Mills-Bigard

You ain't been blue; no, no, no.
You ain't been blue,
Till you've had that mood indigo.
That feelin' goes stealin' down to my shoes
While I sit and sigh, 'Go 'long blues'.

Always get that mood indigo,
Since my baby said goodbye.
In the evenin' when lights are low,
I'm so lonesome I could cry.

'Cause there's nobody who cares about me,
I'm just a soul who's
Bluer than blue can be.
When I get that mood indigo,
I could lay me down and die.

Travis

I never will forget one time when I was on a little visit down home in Ebenezer, Kentucky. I was a-talkin' to an old man that had known me ever since the day I was born, and an old friend of the family. He says, "Son, you don't know how lucky you are to have a nice job like you've got and don't have to dig out a livin' from under these old hills and hollers like me and your pappy used to." When I asked him why he never had left and tried some other kind of work, he says, "Nawsir, you just won't do that. If ever you get this old coal dust in your blood, you're just gonna be a plain old coal miner as long as you live." He went on to say, "It's a habit [CHUCKLE] sorta like chewin' tobaccer."
Come and listen you fellows, so young and so fine,
And seek not your fortune in the dark, dreary mines.
It will form as a habit and seep in your soul,
'Till the stream of your blood is as black as the coal.
CHORUS:
It's dark as a dungeon and damp as the dew,
Where danger is double and pleasures are few,
Where the rain never falls and the sun never shines
It's dark as a dungeon way down in the mine.
It's a-many a man I have seen in my day,
Who lived just to labor his whole life away.
Like a fiend with his dope and a drunkard his wine,
A man will have lust for the lure of the mines.
I hope when I'm gone and the ages shall roll,
My body will blacken and turn into coal.
Then I'll look from the door of my heavenly home,
And pity the miner a-diggin' my bones.

Foster

Gone are the days
When my heart was young and gay
Gone are toils
Of the cotton fields away
Gone to the fields
Of a better land, I know
I hear those gentle voices callin' me
Old Black Joe

I'm comin', I'm comin'
Though my head is bendin' low
I hear those gentle voices calling
Old Black Joe

I'm comin' home (I'm comin' home)
Well, I'm comin' home (I'm comin' home)
Though my head (my head, my head is bendin' low)
I hear those gentle voices calling
Old Black Joe

Gone are the days
When my heart was young and gay
Gone are the toils of the cotton fields, away
Gone to the fields of a better land I know
I hear those gentle voices calling
Old Black Joe

I'm comin' home (I'm comin' home)
Oh, an' I'm comin' home (I'm comin' home)
Well oh well, my head (my head) is bendin' low
I hear those gentle voices calling
Old Black Joe

I'm comin' home (I'm comin' home)
Oh, an' I'm comin' home (I'm comin' home)
Can ya see my head (my head) is bendin' low
I hear those gentle voices calling
Old Black Joe

Martin

I ain't going to marry, I ain't going to settle down,
Because the man I love is Alabama bound.
He broke my heart to pass the time away,
Now he wants it back again, but it's too late!
He promised to be faithful until the end,
But I caught him making love to my best friend,
You know that kind of loving won't never do!
So friends of mine, take my advice,
If you've been stung once, don't get stung twice;
Married life is mighty sweet,
But a single life personally is hard to beat;
It's nice to say that you are man and wife,
It's hard to find a pal who will stick through life;
So if the right one ain't easy found,
I ain't gonna marry or settle down.
So friends of mine, take my advice,
If you've been stung once, don't get stung twice;
Married life is mighty sweet,
But a single life personally is hard to beat;
It's nice to say that you are man and wife,
It's hard to find a pal who will stick through life;
If the right one ain't easy found,
I ain't gonna marry or settle down.

Traditional

Come on and take some heed
Be sworn by the death of Ella Speed
Come on and take some heed
Be sworn by the death of Ella Speed.

Now Ella Speed was downtown and she was having a lot of fun
And here's the deed Bill Martin done
Now Ella Speed was downtown and she was having a lot of fun
And here's the deed Bill Martin done.

The deed that old Bill Martin done
Was commit murder with a Colt 41
Oh, the deed that old Bill Martin done
Was commit murder with a Colt 41.

Oh, Bill Martin he was tall and slender
Better known as him being a bar tender
Oh, Bill Martin he was tall and slender
Better known as him being a bar tender, hey.

When w've been heard that Ella Speed was dead
Yeah, they were really red and red
When w've been heard that Ella Speed was dead
Yeah, they were really red and red.

Now Ella Speed was downtown and she was having a lot of fun
And here's the deed Bill Martin done
Now Ella Speed was downtown and she was having a lot of fun
And here's the deed Bill Martin done.