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Its hard to keep tears out of my eyes
This might be our last goodbye Our country calls you to defend a great land So do your part just like a man Down where the river bends With god's help we'll meet again Under the same old sycamore tree Proud of each other and the land of the free I go down to the ocean blue Its just as close as I came to you This old ocean might keep us apart But it won't keep you dear out of my heart Down where the river bends With god's help we'll meet again Under the same old sycamore tree Proud of each other and the land of the free If the worst should happen and the poppies should wave Over your far distant, lonely grave All the rest of my life I'll spend in prayer I'll meet you in heaven there'll be no war there Down where the river bends With god's help we'll meet again Under the same old sycamore tree Proud of each other and the land of the free |
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Well if i had money
Tell you what I'd do I'd go downtown and buy a Mercury or two Crazy bout a Mercury Lord I'm crazy bout a Mercury I'm gonna buy me a Mercury And cruise it up and down the road Well the girl I love I stole her from a friend He got lucky, stole her back again She heard he had a Mercury Lord she's crazy bout a Mercury I'm gonna buy me a Mercury And cruise it up and down the road Well hey now mama You look so fine ridin round in your Mercury 49 Crazy bout a Mercury lord I'm crazy bout a Mercury I'm gonna buy me a Mercury And cruise it up and down the road Well my baby went out She didn't stay long Bought herself a Mercury, come a cruisin home She's crazy bout a Mercury Yeah she's crazy bout a Mercury And cruise it up and down the road Well if I had money I tell you what I'd do I'd go downtown and buy me a Mercury or two Crazy bout a Mercury I'm gonna buy me a Mercury And cruise it up and down the road |
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(Deana Carter/Dwight Yoakam)
Waiting for your world to turn around is less likely to be found As I watch it moving past Than any other hope that I might hold That someday you might know what it's like to slowly drown. Waiting for your world to turn around Waiting for the the thought to cross your mind That 2 hearts might be inclined to commit an act that's bold Or even just be looking for a chance to take advantage of. One glance and live inside it one more time Waiting for the thought to cross your mind How long will it be 'Til these blind eyes can finally see I don't know, time goes so slow While your love, like a river, flows right by me. Waiting for your world to turn around is less likely to be found As I watch it moving past Than any other hope that I might hold that someday you Might know what it's like to slowly drown Waiting for your world to turn around... |
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Some Dark Holler
I'd rather be in some dark holler Where the sun don't never shine Than to be here alone knowing you're gone While I slowly lose my mind So blow your whistle freight train Take me farther on down the track I'm going away, I'm leaving today I'm going and I ain't coming back I'd rather be in some dark holler Where the sun don't never shine Than to be in some big city In a small room with your love on my mind So blow your whistle freight train Take me farther on down the track I'm going away, I'm leaving today I'm going and I ain't coming back I'd rather be in some dark holler Where the sun don't never shine Than to be here alone knowing you're gone As I slowly lose my mind So blow your whistle freight train Take me farther on down the track I'm going away, I'm leaving today I'm going and I ain't coming back I'm going and I ain't coming back Yes, I'm going and I ain't coming back |
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(Heather Myles with Dwight Yoakam)
Sun's goin' down, it's still a hundred an' three. Drivin' 'cross the desert, down Highway fifteen. There's no turnin' back now, got all that we need. To a desert oasis, we're travelin', my baby an' me. We're goin' to the Little Chapel, On the Las Vegas strip, Where the preacher looks like Elvis; We could even strike it rich. Life is a gamble, But our love's a sure bet. Goin' to the Little Chapel, On the Las Vegas strip. Instrumental break. Car's broken down, the side of the road, How we got this far, God only knows. Sold everything, don't need luxury. Been livin' on good lovin', my baby an' me. We're goin' to the Little Chapel, On the Las Vegas strip, Where the preacher looks like Elvis; We could even strike it rich. Life is a gamble, But our love's a sure bet. Goin' to the Little Chapel, On the Las Vegas strip. Life is a gamble, But our love's a sure bet. Goin' to the Little Chapel, (Goin' to the Little Chapel.) On the Las Vegas strip. Goin' to the Little Chapel, On the Las Vegas strip. |
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Miner's prayer is dedicated to the memory of luther tibbs. A kentucky coal miner for 40 years, and my grandpa. When the whistle blows each morning And i walk down in that cold, dark mine I say a prayer to my dear savior Please let me see the sunshine one more time Chorus: When oh when will it be over When will i lay these burdens down And when i die, dear lord in heaven Please take my soul from 'neath that cold dark ground I still grieve for my poor brother And i still hear my dear old mother cry When late that night they came and told her He'd lost his life down in the big shoal mine Chorus: When oh when will it be over When will i lay these burdens down And when i die, dear lord in heaven Please take my soul from 'neath that cold dark ground I have no shame, i feel no sorrow If on this earth not much i own I have the love of my sweet children An old plow mule, a shovel and a hoe Chorus: When oh when will it be over When will i lay these burdens down And when i die, dear lord in heaven Please take my soul from 'neath that cold dark ground Yeah, when i die, dear lord in heaven Please take my soul from 'neath that cold dark ground |
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Dwight Yoakam & Johnny Cash
Don't call my name out your window, as I'm leavin' 'Cause I won't even turn my head And don't send your kin folk to give me no dang talkin' 'Cause I'll be gone like I said You'd can say the same ole things That you've been sayin' all along Just lay there in your bed And keep you mouth shut 'till I'm gone No, Don't give me that old familiar, cry n' cuss n' moan Understand your man Oh, Understand your man huh. --- Instrumental --- Oh, party boys You can give my other suit to the Salvation Army And everything else I leave behind I ain't takin' nothin' that'll slow down my travelin' While I untangle my mind No, I ain't gonna repeat what I said anymore While I'm breathin' air that ain't been breathed before Yet, I'll be as gone as a wild goose in winter Then you'll understand your man (meditate on it) You'll understand your man (You hear me talkin, now?) Understand your man (I told you so) Understand your man Huh, oh hu. Understand your man Understand your man Understand your man Understand Understand your man... |
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We've all got wheels to take ourselves away
We've got telephones to say what we can't say We all got higher and higher every day Come on wheels take this boy away We're not afraid to ride We're not afraid to die Come on wheels take me home today So come on wheels take this boy away When I feel my time is almost up And destiny is in my right hand I will turn to you who made my faith so strong Come on wheels make this boy a man We're not afraid to ride We're not afraid to die Come on wheels take me home today Come on wheels take this boy away Come on wheels take me home today |
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Well, I was rollin' down the road
In some cold blue steel, I had a blues man in back, And a beautician at the wheel. We going downtown In the middle of the night We're laughing and I'm jokin' And we feelin' alright. Cause, I'm bad, girl, I'm nationwide. Yes, I'm bad, girl I'm nationwide. Easin' down the highway In a new Cadillac, I had a fine fox in front, I had three more in the back.. They sportin' short dresses, Wearin' spike-heel shoes, They smokin' Lucky Strikes, And wearing nylons too. 'Cause we bad, we nationwide. Yeah we bad, yeah, we nationwide. --- Instrumental --- 'Cause I'm bad, girl we're nationwide. Yes I'm bad, girl I'm nationwide. Well, I was movin' down the road In my V-8 Ford, I had my boots shined up, And my sideburns lowered. With my New York brim And my gold tooth displayed, Nobody give me trouble 'Cause they know I got it made. 'Cause I'm bad, girl I'm nationwide. Yes I'm bad, girl I'm nationwide. 'Cause I'm bad, girl I'm nationwide. Whoa girl I'm bad, girl I'm nationwide Yes I'm bad, girl I'm nationwide. Girl I'm bad, girl I'm nationwide. Oh I'm bad, girl I'm nationwide. Yes I'm bad, girl I'm nationwide. Yes I'm bad, girl I'm nationwide. I'm bad, girl I'm nationwide. etc... |
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When I was a boy my family would travel
Inta' Western Kentucky where my parents were born To a lost little town there thats often remembered So many times that my memory drew warn And daddy won't ya take me back to Mulingburg County Down by the green river where Paradise lay He said I'm sorry my son but yer too late in askin' Mr. Peabodys' coal trains hauled it away Well sometimes we travel right down the green river To the abandoned old prison down by Gadry Hill. Where the air smelled like snakes an' we'd shoot off pistols Ahh but empty pop bottles is all we would kill And daddy won't ya take me back to Mulingburg County Down by the green river where paradise lay He said i'm sorry my son but yer too late in askin' Mr. Peabodys' coal train has hauled it away Welll the coal compny' came with the worlds largest shovel They tortured the timber and stripped all of the land Lord they dug for their coal til the ground was forsaken Then wrote it all down as a the Progress Of Man So daddy won't ya take me back to Mulingburg County Down by the green river where Paradise lay He said I'm sorry my son but yer too late in askin' Mr. Peabodys' coal trains hauled it away When I die let my ashes float down the green river Let my soul roll on up to the Rochester Dam I'll be halfway to heaven with Paradise waitin' Just 5 miles away from wherever I am Ohhh... and daddy won't ya take me back to Mulingburg County Down by the green river where Paradise lay He said I'm sorry my son but yer too late in askin' Mr. Peabodys' coal train has hauled it away He said I'm sorry my son but yer too late in askin' Mr. Peabodys coal train has hauled it away Oh Mr. Peabodys' coal train has hauled it away. |
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