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Alabama high test....got me in a big mess
Higher than a wild cat....runnin from the wolfpack They're gona put me in the slammer If they catch me with that Alabama high test 69 southbound, cruisin with a half pound Blue lights spinin round, better lay the hammer down Dirt road Tennessee, Aint nobody stoppin me Short run, state line, gotta keep makin time Alabama high test... Huff paint, cocaine, playin chicken with a train Smack dab, Meth lab, mellow out, rehab Percocet, cigarette, I dont need no more of that Just gimmie some down home Dixie fried homegrown Alabama high test... Alabama high test....got me in a big mess Higher than a wild cat....runnin from the wolfpack They're gona put me in the slamer If they catch me with that Alabama high test Drug bust, disgust, plead with the cucuit judge "Son dont be coy, send you up the river Boy" Jump suit, chain gang, shackles on my feet and hand Standin on I-65 wishin I was rolling by with Alabama high test Alabama high test....got me in a big mess Higher than a wild cat....running from the wolf pack They're gonna put me in the slammer If they catch me with that Alabama high test |
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| 3:42 |
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Driving rain, Narrow shoulder, Break down lane, Marching forward, Gone where I do not know, One eye on the open road, Stepping out in the great unknown, With a highway halo. Shaky faith, lily kimble, Patron saint, Traveling minstrel, Let her dusty wings unfold, Forgive her bad luck soul, Put her in a purple robe, And a highway halo. Passing train, Sound like silver, Broken chain, Shine like gold, Fortunes just a painted stone, Going where those hobos roam, Crown king of a jungle thrown, With a highway halo. Going where it suits my soul, Can't you hear my big wheels roll, You can light up the darkest road, With a beam of eternal glow, With a highway halo. |
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| 3. |
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Well i met her on the corner of Broadway
said she'd seen me coming for a mile guess i should of known she was troubled By the hoodwink in her eye she said now watch my hands real careful but i should of been watching her feet Cause before i knew it she stole my heart and my wallet went runnin' on down the street The greatest hustler of all stands about four foot nine made to be a moocher low down hoochie coocher her daddy made herwalk the line hustles with the greatest of ease fools any boy any time greatest hustler in all of this world hustled this heart of mine Now Ive been hustled on the streets of chicago and the Levees of New Orleans but i never knew a woman to work so fast shes what u call a hustling queen and i took her to the fair on friday we stepped into the kissing booth n i puckered my lips to steal me a kiss she went n stole my gold tooth The greatest hustler of all stand about four foot nine made to be a moocher low down hoochie coocher her daddy made her walk the line hustles with the greatest of ease fool any boy any time the greatest hustler of all of this world hustled this heart of mine Well if u see her coming this way boy better take care Cause she'll hustle your heart away into the air what happens if your down on the corner shes not that hard to find the greatest hustler in all of this world stands about four foot nine The greatest hustler of all stands about four foot nine made to be a moocher low down hoochie coocher her daddy made her walk the line hustles with the greatest of ease fools any boy any time the greatest hustler of all of this world hustled this heart of mine and the greatest hustler in all of this world hustled this heart of mine |
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| 5:28 |
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times, they ain't like nothing they used to be
from rocky mount' to northeast tennessee where the river flows with a dusty, cold disease and the babies whine cause they can't find nothing to eat but, mama, she ain't hungry no more she's waiting for a knock on the trailer door it's gonna rock you like a hurricane it's gonna rock you 'til you lose sleep it's gonna rock you 'til you're out of a job it's gonna rock you 'til you're out on the street it's gonna rock you 'til you're down on your knees it's gonna have you begging pretty please it's gonna rock you like a hurricane methamphetamine don't need no phd for a hundred dollar card just find a crooked cop and that doctor disregard cause when it's either the mine or the kentucky national guard um, i'd rather sell him a line than to be dying in the coal yard now, papa, he ain't hungry no more he's waiting for a knock on the trailer door it's gonna rock you like a hurricane it's gonna rock you 'til you lose sleep it's gonna rock you 'til you're out of a job it's gonna rock you 'til you're out on the street it's gonna rock you 'til you're down on your knees it's gonna have you begging pretty please it's gonna rock you like a hurricane methamphetamine well, it's a war out there, and it's fought by poor white men from the Plateau to the falls of the Cumberland you better watch your back, 'cause you just can't trust a friend and the method man is going to get you in the end so listen to the whispering wind it sounds like a big storm rolling in it's gonna rock you like a hurricane it's gonna rock you 'til you lose sleep it's gonna rock you 'til you're out of a job it's gonna rock you 'til you're out on the street it's gonna rock you 'til you're down on your knees it's gonna have you begging pretty please it's gonna rock you like a hurricane methamphetamine |
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party of the century
no cops allowed just me and seven hundred others come on, join the crowd we got wine, whiskey, women and guns how can you afford to not be having any fun if you got a gal, bring 'er and we'll all have a humdinger naked horseshoes without care body surfing on a river of beer all the neighbors are saying their prayers we'll lift our glasses high in the air we got wine, whiskey, women and guns how can you afford to not be having any fun if you're not a right-winger then we'll all have a humdinger making mardi gras look like work the belly dancers have gone berserk the morning's here, we're all still awake just looking for some more drugs to take passed out on a mound of fire ants only lost a shoe and a pair of pants went down hard, got up like a champ to see a biker dancing on my amp if you're not a folk singer then we'll all have a humdinger if you're not a folk singer then we'll all have a humdinger |
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| 4:26 |
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Were you there when the man from Atlanta was murdered in Memphis?
Did you see him laying at the Lorraine Motel? Did you hear them say that the CIA is witness To the murder of a man at a motel in Memphis Motel in Memphis Motel in Memphis Run and tell somebody There's blood on the riverside Oh muddy water Rollin' to Memphis If you were there you'd swear It was more than a man who died Did you see Coretta she sobbing on the corner in her black viel? Did you see Mr. Crump in a white coat grin? Did you walk downriver where the cottonwoods are swinging with ghostly bodies of men? Motel in Memphis Motel in Memphis Run and tell somebody There's blood on the riverside Oh muddy water Rollin' to Memphis If you were there you'd swear It was more than a man who died Were you there with Mahalia wailing at the funeral? Did you watch them lower his casket in? Did you tremble when you thought about the future and cry out for a martyred man? Motel in Memphis Motel in Memphis Run and tell somebody There's blood on the riverside Oh muddy water Rollin' to Memphis If you were there you'd swear It was more than a man who died |
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| 3:44 |
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Well the alley dogs are barking
Chickens crowing down the lane And I feel just like that hipster With his mournful low refrain With the sun down on my shoulders Just a hanging around the yard I'm leaving here tomorrow Gonna catch an empty car There's a thousand constellations In that brilliant, beaming sky But the Earth is just one station On that lonesome, starry line There's a distant whistle blowing Down a rusty stretch of track And i'm just an empty coal car On that train not coming back Well I hate to see that evening sun go down Well it's lonesome coming down my trail Well I know this train will take me where i'm bound But I hate to see that evening sun go down Well the sidewalks have their streetlamps And the city has a glow And the poor boy has the moonlight Walking in his shadow But the night time can't be trusted To return the morning sun And my eyes have not adjusted To this black face I got on Well I hate to see that evening sun go down Well it's lonesome coming down my trail Well I know this train will take me where i'm bound But I hate to see that evening sun go down Well the night time makes you lonesome For that early morning sun For the light upon the engine Reaching towards the dawn You can spend your whole life racing Down rusty railroad lines It's the setting sun you're chasing In that dark and rolling sky Yes I hate to see that evening sun go down Well it's lonesome coming down my trail Well I know this train will take me where i'm bound But I hate to see that evening sun go down Yes I hate to see that evening sun go down |
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| 4:18 |
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I'm just a weary soul
I got no where to go where I can ease my mind no work and peace I find I have a troubled mind worried all the time they call me crazy eyes cuz' I cant keep from cryin' I've walked the longest mile for the darkest while And it killed my heart to see my people down They call me crazy eyes I have a troubled mind and a cardboard sign and a jug of wine But I'll be alright if I can make it through the night Say can you spare some change I'm not the dangerous type just a hard hit friend with an empty pipe And when the morning comes I struggle in the light but I'll be alright if I can just get high Said I'll be alright if I can just get high Take a look at crazy eyes Mama see if I'll be alright Oh oh oh Take a look at my crazy eyes (mama see if I'll be alright) Hey hey hey I'm just a weary soul I got no where to go where I can ease my mind no work and peace I find I have a troubled mind worried all the time they call me crazy eyes cuz' I cant keep from cryin' |
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| 5:31 |
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Out on the lonely highway
I'm riding your way Tell your momma to bar the cabin door Heading out on a short run Just looking for someone Who doesn't love me anymore Tennessee pusher, Tennessee pusher, Tennessee pusher Last night in the hollar I made a thousand dollars But I couldn't believe just what I saw You were out in the moonlight Until the break of daylight Giving your love to the law Tennessee pusher, Tennessee pusher, Tennessee pusher Climbing up on the mountain Heartbeat pounding Reckless as a cyclone You're the one that am after But I am a wanted man for Bringing it all back home Now there's gunsmoke in the valley Blood like jelly As three crows circle a dead tree One for the lover One for the pusher One for the deputy Tennessee, Tennessee, Tennessee pusher Tennessee pusher, Tennessee pusher, Tennessee pusher |
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| 3:58 |
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When a man has got the blues and feels discouraged
And has nothing else but trouble all his life But he's just an honest man like any other Living in a world that's tearing at his mind If he's sick and tired of life and takes to drinking Do not pass him by don't greet him with a frown Do not fail to lend your hand and try to help him Always lift him up and never knock him down If he stays out late at night because he's troubled Or because his home is not what it should be Have a smile for him wherever you might meet him It will help him find the right way don't you see If he gambles when he's in the town or city Tell him what he ought to do to win the round Do not fail to lend your hand to show him pity Always lift him up and never knock him down If he has no friends and everything's against him If he's failed in everything he has tried Try to lift his load and help him bear his burden Let him know that you are walking by his side If he feels that all is lost and he has fallen Help to place this poor man's feet on solid ground And when this world has turned its back against him Always lift him up and never knock him down |
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| 3:34 |
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They say you were born in St. Clare's Hospital
I say you were born up in the sky You come floatin' down over New Orleans To the sweet green levee on the riverside And your voice chirped like old squeaky shoes And mama always said we had nothin' to lose And so we danced on the street corner Oh Caroline Heartbroken hard times, they never got us down Walkin' the same line through every single southern town Hand-in-hand, your arm 'round mine Oh Caroline Oh Caroline Seen it all changin', watch it change some more Seen hard times standin' right outside your door Tell me gal, what's on your mind Oh Caroline We were the Cardinals' biggest fans Turnin' flips like Ozzy Smith all through the night Till we got traded away To the red clay southern league up on the Georgia line You'd be the pitcher and the catcher too I'm the homerun king for his muscles grew Gonna knock the cover off this time Oh Caroline Heartbroken hard times, they never got us down Walkin' the same line through every single southern town Hand-in-hand, your arm 'round mine Oh Caroline Oh Caroline Seen it all changin', and watch it change some more Seen hard times standin' right outside your door Tell me gal what's on your mind Oh Caroline These are different days And the pace of the world has us thinkin' there's no time To turn the other way Take my hand, we'll walk on down the line Though we may be a thousand miles apart A brother and a sister have a single heart And the beat don't stop for nothin' Oh Caroline Heartbroken hard times, they never got us down Walkin' the same line through every single southern town Hand-in-hand, your arm round mine Oh Caroline Oh Caroline I seen it all changin', watch it change some more Seen hard times standin' right outside your door Tell me gal what's on your mind Oh Caroline Oh Caroline, Oh Caroline Oh Caroline, Oh Caroline Oh Caroline, Oh Caroline |
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