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"Caballo Diablo"
Wild as a coastal boranca, swift as the wind blowin' free With two eyes like fire brands that glow in the night Somewhere up there he's waitin' for me And he knows that I'm coming for him I just can't rest 'til I find That raven black stallion, who wears no man's brand With a wild restless spirit like mine They call him Caballo Diablo Half horse and half devil they say Caballo Diablo the outlaw Of the blanca Sierra Madre Two men before tried to take him They had their chance one by one But each met his fate when those flashin' black hooves Brought death 'neath the Mexican sun Still I can't leave I must find him You fool of a horse can't you see I may be half man, but the other half's devil And you're just exactly like me (refrain) Even the breeze has stopped movin' Hush now - be still Don't make a sound and stay close to the ground Cause he's waitin' just over that hill Downwind behind him move quickly Do it fast now, he's startin' to stir Grab a hand full of mane and up onto his back And start breaking him down with my spurs But try as he will he can't shake me As over the preface we go To spill the lifes blood of a horse and a man On the rocky Sierra below (refrain) |
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People say I'm no good, and crazy as a loon
'Cause I get stoned in the mornin', I get drunk in the afternoon Kinda like my old blue tick hound, I like to lay around in the shade And I ain't got no money, but I damn sure got it made 'Cause I ain't askin' nobody for nothin' If I can't get it on my own If you don't like the way I'm livin' You just leave this long haired country boy alone Preacher man talking on TV, puttin' down the rock and roll Wants me to send a donation, 'cause he's worried about my soul He said, "Jesus walked on the water.", and I know that it's true But sometimes I think that preacher man, would like to do a little walkin' too But I ain't askin' nobody for nothin' If I can't get it on my own If you don't like the way I'm livin' You just leave this long haired country boy alone A poor girl wants to marry, a rich girl wants to flirt A rich man goes to college, a poor man goes to work A drunkard wants another drink of wine, and a politician wants your vote I don't want much of nothing at all, but I will take another toke 'Cause I ain't asking nobody for nothin' If I can't get it on my own If you don't like the way I'm livin' You just leave this long haired country boy alone |
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"Trudy"
Call up Trudy on the telephone Send a letter in the mail Tell her I'm hung up in Dallas And they won't let me outta this jail And if she asks you how I'm fairing Tell her I'm just about to lose my mind Worried about old Johnny Lee Walker And the girl I left behind Now Johnny Lee Walker was a card mechanic Had a hand for trouble and a eye for cash Luckiest man in Dallas County He had a gold watch chain and a black mustache And he loved his whiskey and he loved his women Drove a big long Cadillac limosine Kept a big fine fancy townhouse in Dallas And a hotel suite in New Orleans Carried a switchblade knife in his left hip pocket And a .44 hog leg up under his coat Cut you down in a New York minute If he catch you cheating that was all she wrote So call up Trudy on the telephone Send her a letter in the mail Tell her I'm hung up in Dallas And they won't let me outta this jail If she asks you how I'm fairing Tell her I'm just about to lose my mind Worried about old Johnny Lee Walker And the girl I left behind I just got to town last Friday evening Sure as hell didn't mean to stay I was on my way back to Louisiana Had a powerful thirst and six months pay I met a peroxide blonde in a bar on D-ville I was flying high and feeling mean Poured down a bottle and a half of red eye I dropped 35 dollars in the slot machine And the boys in the back was dealing 7 card I set down and won me a 110 I was raking in chips like Grant took Richmond Till big Johnny Lee come a strolling in He ripped off the table like a 707 Pretty soon he done won all of my bread I accused him of cheating he reached for a pistol I grabbed a chair and went upside of his head Then I took off a running like a motorcycle Heard the bullets whining and sirens wail But it took half the cops in Dallas County Just to put one boy in jail So call up Trudy on the telephone Send her a letter in the mail Tell her I'm hung up in Dallas And they won't let me outta this jail And if she asks you how I'm fairing Tell her I'm just about to lose my mind Worried about old Johnny Lee Walker And the girl I left behind |
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Lamps in the windows burnin' bright, over in Santa Fe tonight
Full moon shining down along the border But the ground is hard and the night is black Over here by the railroad track And I wish to the Lord that I was back in Georgia Blue water in the evening sun, Calling me when the day is done Mama, mama pray for your son All of my life I've been told That the LA streets was paved with gold Fame and fortune waiting to reward ya But it didn't take long to understand California ain't the promised land But at least a man's a man in Georgia Blue skys in the mornin' there And there's green trees and breathin' air Rockabye in my easy chair Well the St. Mary's River in the Georgia moonlight Flowing under the Folkston Bridge The sun comes up through the long leaf pine trees Over 'round the Kingsland ridge I may be here but my mind is still About 90 miles north of Jacksonville Well I may not make it, it's a long, long road But mama I've paid all the debts I owe And if I don't you know they gonna find me tryin' They took my songs and they took my soul They made me hard and they made me old Hell I just been born, but I feel just like I'm dying (refrain) |
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Jamming down the highway, feeling no pain
Mother nature, two wheels and a chain It's good to be alive and brighter Whisper in my ear, girl, hold on a little tighter You know it's alright. living and lovin every day and night Thankin' the lord for the music in me Piece of mind and feeling free Soon I'll be on the road, pickin guitar Knowing that my home ain't very far But don't you worry sweet thing cause you know I'll be there To kiss my tennessee girl with the long golden hair Repeat chorus |
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Well the train to Grinder's Switch is runnin' right on time
And the Tucker boys are cookin' down in Caroline People down in Florida can't be still When ol' Lynyrd Skynyrd's pickin' down in Jacksonville People down in Georgia come from near and far To hear Dicky Betts pickin' on that red guitar Chorus: So gather round Gather round children get down You can get down children be loud You can be loud here and be proud You can be proud here be proud you a rebel Cause the south's gonna do it again Elvin Bishop's sittin' on a bale of hay Damn right hansome and he sure can play There's ZZ Top and you can't forget That old brother Willie's gettin' soakin' wet And all the good people down in Tennessee Are diggin' barefoot Jerry and the CDB Chorus: So gather round Gather round children get down You can get down children be loud You can be loud here and be proud You better be proud here be proud you a rebel Cause the south's gonna do it again and again, and again, and again |
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No place left to go
When A man's been mistreated When he been kicked around He been laughed at and lied to Well yea know he keeps going down When A man hits bottom Woman I know, Yes I know Aint no place left to go Aint no place left to go I been locked down by A woman Locked out in the street I been locked up in the jailhouse I been locked in [citation needed] When A man hits bottom Tell you for sure Aint no place left to go Aint no place left to go {Key solo} 8 Well... blue is my color Misery my ball and chain 13 is my number Hard luck is my middle name When A man hits bottom Tell you for sure Aint no place left to go Aint no place left to go {1/2 time bridge 4 Gtr. solo 8} Well... blue is my color Misery my ball and chain 13 is my number Hard luck is my middle name When A man hits bottom Tell you for sure Aint no place left to go Aint no place left to go Aint no place left to go Oh yea Aint no place left to go {crescendo} When a man,- Hits the... Bottom {blues bridge} I tell you for sure Oooooooooo gtr lick 1,2,3,4 hits Welllll,... even There aint no place left to. Go Whoah yea Whaaa yea Whaa yea Drums Whaaa nonono No no no n0000ooowhoa000hh. 17 end hits {SongFooter |album = |song = No Place To Go |fLetter = N |language = |youtube = |goear = |asin = |iTunes = }} |
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"Passing Lane"
Well, I was born in Carolina, way back in the swamp I was a happy country boy 'til television came along It showed them far away places and it sho was a bitch 'Cause every time I'd quit my traveling, Well, my feet would start to itch So I borrowed my daddy's suitcase and picked up my guitar I walked up the highway and flagged down a car I hitchhiked out to Kansas City just as far as I could My life was all before me and that highway sure looked good Gimme that highway, better go my way Crank up the big wheels, let 'em roll on I'm movin' like a fast train, gimme that passing lane And I'm gone, I'm packin' my load a little farther down the road I moved on down to Dallas soon as I got the chance I was playin' funky music for them city folks to dance And I had money in my pocket, I had fun in my bed But I've been here a year now and it's gettin' to my head 'Cause I've been rocked into ruin, I've been discoed to death I've been funk rocked and punk rocked 'til I can't catch my breath I've been ragged 'til I'm ragged, I've been new waved 'til I'm blind But I've got a solution for my funky state of mind Gimme that highway, better go my way Crank up the big wheels, let 'em roll on I'm moving like a fast train, gimme that passing lane And I'll be gone, no more blues just as long as I can move Gimme that highway, better go my way Crank up the big wheels, let 'em roll on I'm moving like a fast train, gimme that passing lane And I'm gone, I'm packing my load a little further down the road |
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"Blue Star"
Blue star over my shoulder Blue star, can't you see? Blue star, it's a little colder She's gone away from me And I wish I'd never seen her with the sunlight in her eyes And I wish I'd never learned the game she played And I wish I'd never listened when she told me all the lies And I wish I'd never seen her walk away She was everything I wanted She was sweet mystery Blue star, every night I hold it She's gone away from me And I wish I'd never seen her with the sunlight in her eyes And I wish I'd never learned the game she played And I wish I'd never listened when she told me all the lies And I wish I'd never seen her walk away Dark eyes shining like two diamonds filled with fire Dark hair blowing in the wind of hot desire Red lips pulling me now Dark eyes glowing like two diamonds filled with fire Dark hair blowing in the wind of hot desire Blue star over my shoulder Blue star, can't you see? Blue star, it's a little colder She's gone away from me And I wish I'd never seen her with the sunlight in her eyes And I wish I'd never learned the game she played And I wish I'd never listened when she told me all the lies And I wish I'd never seen her walk away And I wish I'd never seen her walk away |
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"Jitterbug"
He wears a zoot suit with a reet pleat Drives a '36 Cord with a rumble seat Now he's a Lord, he's a jitterbug Scare the letters off a highway sign He drinks beer and eats beanies Chases it down with ol' Thunderbird wine Carries brass knuckles and a .44 Runs a loan shark business and a Mary Jane store He's a... he's a jitterbug; keeps movin', don't sit still If the law don't get him, some gun-totin' irate husband will Oh, oh, oh, ooh, ooh, ooh jitterbug, jitterbug One day in September he stepped out of his Cord Into the street to face a bullet spittin' Ford Now he's jitterbug, just a name in the news Said, "He finally paid the price. He finally paid his dues." jitterbug, jitterbug, jitterbug, jitterbug jitterbug, jitterbug, jitterbug, jitterbug |
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Boylan
Here you are again, and here I go Down the same old street I already know That same sweet voice and those same old lies I'm drawn into the world behind your eyes. CHORUS And I try to run away But I know it's only a try 'Cause everything I could ever want Is there behind your eyes, Behind your eyes. Seeing you again and it all comes down Thinking how it was the first time around And when I feel that feeling again I have no chance, I must give in. |
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"Reflections"
I remember you back in nineteen fifty six You had all the moves And you knew all the tricks You left all the ladies in a hell of a fix When your voice took wings Then you'd shake around and Oh, how you'd sing Just an old boy from Memphis With a big diamond ring A country girl's prayer And a city girl's dream, hail the king But it's all right now Keep on singin' loud It's all right now Heaven should be proud The fifties left town on a crowded dance floor The sixties came in with a bang and a roar The world heard a knock It was Janis at the door, they let her in And when it seemed This whole world was fallin' apart The houselights would fall And the music would start She'd be givin' us all a piece of her heart Once again But it's all right now Keep on singin' loud It's all right now Heaven should be proud It was October in St. Louis town When we heard that the Free Bird had fell to the ground And we all said a prayer Before we went down to play And Ronnie, my buddy Above all the rest I miss you the most And I loved you the best And now that you're gone I thank God I was blessed, Just to know you But it's all right now Keep on singin' loud It's all right now Heaven should be proud |
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The Devil went down to Georgia. He was lookin' for a soul to steal.
He was in a bind 'cause he was way behind. He was willing to make a deal When he came across this young man sawin' on a fiddle and playin' it hot. And the Devil jumped upon a hickory stump and said "Boy, let me tell you what." "I bet you didn't know it, but I'm a fiddle player, too. And if you'd care to take a dare I'll make a bet with you. Now you play a pretty good fiddle, boy, but give the Devil his due. I'll bet a fiddle of gold against your soul 'cause I think I'm better than you." The boy said, "My name's Johnny, and it might be a sin, But I'll take your bet; and you're gonna regret 'cause I'm the best there's ever been." Johnny, rosin up your bow and play your fiddle hard. 'Cause Hell's broke loose in Georgia and the Devil deals the cards. And if you win you get this shiny fiddle made of gold, But if you lose the devil gets your soul. The Devil opened up his case and he said, "I'll start this show." And fire flew from his fingertips as he rosined up his bow. And he pulled the bow across the strings and it made an evil hiss. And a band of demons joined in and it sounded something like this. When the Devil finished, Johnny said, "Well, you're pretty good ol' son, But sit down in that chair right there and let me show you how it's done." "Fire on the Mountain." Run, boys, run! The Devil's in the house of the rising sun; Chicken's in the bread pan picking out dough. Granny, does your dog bite? No, child, no. The Devil bowed his head because he knew that he'd been beat. And he laid that golden fiddle on the ground at Johnny's feet. Johnny said, "Devil, just come on back if you ever wanna try again, 'Cause I've told you once--you son of a bitch--I'm the best there's ever been." And he played: "Fire on the Mountain." Run, boys, run! The Devil's in the house of the rising sun; Chicken's in the bread pan picking out dough. Granny, does your dog bite? No, child, no. |
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On a cold concrete sidewalk, on the corner of Fifth and Main
Sits an old black blind man, and no one knows his name. He plays the same old guitar, he plays the same old tune And when the people pass him by, some are heard to say “Play, let the blind man play”. He was a cotton picker down in Alabam’ Daddy never amounted to much; died by his own hand He lost his sight one terrible night by the hand of the Ku Klux Klan Burned his eyes with a branding iron some are heard to say; Play, let the blind man play Maybe you’ll be around another day Dreamin’ about those little things you know you’ll never see So play, let the blind man play, let the blind man play! The years were kind while the man was blind, but he knew his time was due And no one cried when the blind man died, with the name that no one knew They made his coffin outta knotty pine, with a wreath of laurel too His epitaph was short and sweet, and all it said was "Play". Play, let the blind man play Maybe you’ll be around another day Dreamin’ about those little things you know you’ll never see So play, let the blind man play, let the blind man play Maybe you’ll be around another day Dreamin’ about those little things you know you’ll never see So play, let the blind man play, let the blind man play Play that guitar blind man! |
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"Rainbow Ride"
I traced my footprints through the sands of yesterday Back the way I came, I was returning And then I saw me standing just across the river Just across the bridge that I'd left burning It was all reaching out to me Now my reflection in the water's all I see (Then it flew away) Back to the laughing green of summer days (Flew away) Back to the chilly, golden autumn haze (Flew away) To a place called yesterday (Yesterday) Come on in and sit down It's good to be in your town We're gonna take you for a rainbow ride There's no excuse not to relax and get loose And let us take you for a rainbow ride It's been a long, hard day But now it's time to play 'Cause we've got it all planned We're gonna strike up the band We're gonna take you for a rainbow ride When the sunlight finally blossoms way up high Purple shadows fall across the countryside We could get together for a rainbow ride Close your eyes and let it happen Bright and breezy, nice and easy Hold on while the music takes you way up high We can race the moon across the evening sky See the night time rainbow colors flying by Close your eyes and let it happen Rising, falling, gently calling you Let the evening fly away While you're dreamin' Come on, take that rainbow ride with me Let the evening fly away While you're dreamin' Come on, take that rainbow ride with me Come on, take that rainbow ride with me Come on, take that rainbow ride with me |
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If you ever go back into Wooly Swamp son you better not go at night
There's things out there in the middle of them woods That'd make a strong man die from fright There's things that crawl and things that fly And things that creep around on the ground And they say the ghost of Lucias Clay gets up and it walks around Chorus: But I couldn't believe it, I just had to find out for myself And I couldn't conceive it, I never would listen to nobody else No I couldn't believe it, I just had to find out for myself That there's some things in this world you just can't explain The old man lived in the Wooly Swamp way back in the gurgling woods And he never did do a lot of harm in the world But he never did do no good People didn't think too much of him They all thought he acted funny The old man didn't care about people anyway All he cared about was his money He'd stuff it all down in Mason jars and bury it all around But on certain nights if the moon was right He'd dig it up out of the ground He'd pour it all out on the floor of his shack And run his fingers through it Old Lucias Clay was a greedy old man And that's all there ever was to it Chorus The Crayton boys were white trash they lived over on Parvis Creek They were a real snake and sneaky as a cat And belligerent when they'd speak One night the oldest brother said ya'll meet in the Wooly Swamp later We'll get old Lucias' money and we'll pitch him to the alligators They found the old man out in the back with a shovel in his hand And thirteen rusty Mason jars he just dug up out of the sand And they all went crazy and they beat the old man Then they picked him up off the ground Then they threw him in the swamp and they stood there and laughed Till the black water sucked him down Then they turned around and went back to the shack And they picked up the money and ran But they hadn't gone nowhere when they realized They were running in quicksand And they struggled and screamed but they couldn't get away Then just before they were gone They could hear that old man laughing In a voice that was loud and strong Now that's been fifty years ago an' if you go back by there again There's a spot in the yard in back of that shack Where the ground is always wet And on certain nights if the moon is right And you're down by the dark footpath You can hear three young men screaming And you can hear that old man laugh Repeat verse 1 Chorus... |
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Well there's a peach tree on a hill in northern Georgia
Where a teenage boy sits staring at the ground. Soon he'll leave to join the rebel soldiers for the Cumberland and Nashville he is bound. He goes down to ride with the Bedford Forrest Calv'ry He can shoot a man at a hunnert yards or more But he knows he's just like any other soldier. If they spill his blood he'll never ride no more. Don't you know I'm just a lonesome boy from Dixie. Help me Lord, I feel so all alone. Don't you know I'm a lonesome boy from Dixie. Gone to war and I just want to get home. When the battle started the rebels were outnumbered They shot his leg with an angry cannonball The medic came and said "we'll all be lucky If the boy from Georgia makes it home at all". chorus Well there's a peach tree on a hill in northern Georgia Where a horse stands like a statue made of stone. Flowers bless a grave down in the meadow. Now the lonesome boy from Dixie made it home. chorus |
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(lickin' on a cock)You grip it then you kiss it
(lickin' on a cock and balls)I'm gon' stick it (lickin' on a cock)It's time for abuse F A double G O T this is Bruce Check this sick as flow coming from a fuckin gay nigga Aint you heard yet? I aint got no shame nigga What's that you say dawg? You wanna talk trash? Let's see how tough you look with a dick in your ass I'm a rough motherfucker, spent 10 years in the clink Crushed all types of ass, black, white, (?) and chink I'm scary as hell, some motherfuckers don't flex Shank you in the shower, it's some bloody gay sex (lickin' on a cock)You grip it then you kiss it (lickin' on a cock and balls)I'm gon' stick it (lickin' on a cock)It's time for abuse F A double G O T this is Bruce (lickin' on a cock)You grip it then you kiss it (if it aint swole)Then punch the tip and twist it (lickin' on a cock)It's time for abuse F A double G O T this is Bruce Verse 2, coming through, with the thickness Fuck females, I'm all about the dickness I'll rip the mic and represent for my crew Stricklee Dicklee, I'll put my penis where you poopoo Don't act disgusted, it's bigger then me baby Your daddy queer as hell and he like gulpin' gravy From a roughneck bulletproof homo like Bruce Get ready for cock, I hope that cornhole be loose (lickin' on a cock)You grip it then you kiss it (lickin' on a cock and balls)I'm gon' stick it (lickin' on a cock)It's time for abuse F A double G O T this is Bruce (lickin' on a cock)You grip it then you kiss it (if it aint swole)Then punch the tip and twist it (lickin' on a cock)It's time for abuse F A double G O T this is Bruce I'm the wizard of wang, call me Gandalf the Gay Dwarf, hobbit, or elf, all that ass being play I'm sick with it (precious) deep inside my robes Bow down to the scepter now your face explodes I got potions, and some magical lotions A sorcerers shit, put that dick in motion The time has come, to crown the new rap king Faggot Bruce! Give me the golden cock ring (lickin' on a cock)You grip it then you kiss it (lickin' on a cock and balls)I'm gon' stick it (lickin' on a cock)It's time for abuse F A double G O T this is Bruce (lickin' on a cock)You grip it then you kiss it (if it aint swole)Then punch the tip and twist it (lickin' on a cock)It's time for abuse F A double G O T this is Bruce |
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He was nobly born
And a Spanish bull's horn Had left one scar on his handsome face He stood like a prince And he had ever since He had grandly walked into the place Though the girls of Madrid Tonight were forbid For tomorrow he must fight once more Before he left the ball He would dance with them all 'Cause he was El Toreador The day of the feast Was just a light in the east When he left Maria's warm bed Her dark eyes said "more" But he walked thru the door Shaking cobwebs of dreams from his head And later that day As he knelt to pray He said God grant me this nothing more If it is the way And I must die today Let me die like a Toreador The Plaza del Toros Shook from the roar As the band played the Toreador's theme Alarmed by the sound The bull paws the ground As the Toreador enters the ring Up and down, Round and round On and on, all alone The shouts of ole In the heat of the day Rushed the hot blood to his Spanish heart And the crowd held their breath As he flirted with death And the bull fighter's sword found it's mark And trying to hide The wound in his side He walked from the ring standing tall And a crowd gathered round As he fell to the ground A priest held his hand Where he lay in the sand And he was heard to say A brave bull died today But he died like a Toreador |
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Not too long ago I decided I would go Driftin' with the tide down where the trade winds blow I went sailin' in on a southwest wind from some place I don't recall. Glad to be on solid ground, just as the sun was goin' down I stepped out to take a look around. I had a Mai Tai in my hand and I was lookin' at the moon Listening to a band play some south sea island tunes There was a warm breeze blowin' and the rum was flowin', you could almost touch the stars. All at once it came to me nowhere in my memory That I had ever felt so fine and free. Then she came from out of nowhere A brown-skinned girl with flowers in her hair She looked at me awhile And then she smiled a special smile And it went right through me when she swayed up to me There was something she wanted to say She said : ‘I can make your dreams come true’ ‘Come and let me welcome you to paradise’. She took me by the hand, I didn't even know her name She led me through the sand down this little moonlit lane And on out back was a small grass shack and as we got to the door With the palm trees thrashin' and the trade winds crashin', the waves down on the shore She turned around and she pulled me down and she said it just once more. She said : ‘I can make your dreams come true’ ‘Come and let me welcome you to paradise, paradise’. |
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There's a harvest moon and the stars are bright
(Dance gypsy dance) There's a little bit of frost on the grass tonight (Dance gypsy dance) Over in the meadow hid away from them all Dance all night to the fiddle's call Down by the river where the trees grow tall (Dance gypsy dance) I know about you and I know where you've been (Dance gypsy dance) You stole some money from a crippled man (Dance gypsy dance) Then you hit him in the head with a walkin' cane Pushed him outside in the freezin' rain But I bet you wouldn't ever do that again (Dance gypsy dance) Turnin' Turnin' Round the fire Burnin', Burnin' Higher and Higher Now you gotta reckon with the dead man's son (Lay gypsy lay) He's headed this way with a bullet in his gun (Pray, gypsy, pray) Yeah, the hangin' mob is ridin' all night But they can't be here till tomorrow night And you'll be gone by the morning light (Dance gypsy dance) Turnin' Turnin' Round the fire Burnin' Burnin' Higher and Higher And a shot rang out in the midnight breeze (Dance gypsy dance) From a Winchester rifle back in the trees (Dance gypsy dance) And nobody moved and nobody spoke But way down yonder by the hollow oak Hangin' up there by the end of that rope (Dance gypsy dance) Over in the meadow hid away from them all Dance all night to the fiddle's call Down by the river where the trees grow tall (Dance gypsy dance) |
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People get all upset and they shiver and they sweat for money (Money!)
It don't seem to make no difference which a way the wind might blow They scrimp and they save and They'll dig an early grave for money (Money!) They act like maybe they can take it with 'em when they go People work all their lives and they marry ugly wives-for money (Money!) There just ain't no tellin' what a money hungry man might do They cheat and they steal and they murder and they kill-for money (Money!) Now I've heard tell of some money hungry women too Bridge: They say gimme gimme gimme gimme all that you've got I want your money Give it to me, give it to me, I want a lot I want it all I want it right now Ladies of the night get out on the street and fight - for money (Money!) They'll be standing on the corner freezing in the midnight air You can take it out in trade Just as long as they get paid - in money (Money!) If it's dirty or clean just as long As it's green they don't care Bridge: They say gimme gimme gimme gimme all that you've got I want your money Give it to me, give it to me, I want a lot I want it all I want it right now People get all upset and they shiver and they sweat for money (Money!) It don't seem to make no difference which a way the wind might blow They scrimp and they save and They'll dig an early grave for money (Money!) They act like maybe they can take it with 'em when they go Bridge: They say gimme gimme gimme gimme all that you've got I want your money Give it to me, give it to me, I want a lot I want it all I want it right now |
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Well the eagle's been flyin' slow
And the flag's been flyin' low And a lot of people sayin' that America's fixin' to fall Well speakin' just for me And some people from Tennessee We've got a thing or two to tell you all This lady may have stumbled But she ain't never fell And if the Russians don't believe that They can all go straight to hell We're gonna put her feet back On the path of righteousness and then God bless America again CHORUS And you never did think That it ever would happen again (In America, did you?) You never did think That we'd ever get together again ( We damn sure fooled you ) Yeah, we're walkin' real proud And we're talkin' real loud again ( In America ) You never did think That it ever would happen again From The Sound up in Long Island Out to San Francisco Bay And everything that's in between them is our own And we may have done a little bit Of fightin' amongst ourselves But you outside people best leave us alone 'Cause we'll all stick together And you can take that to the bank That's the cowboys and the hippies And the rebels and the yanks You just go and lay your hand On a Pittsburgh Steelers' fan And I think you're gonna finally understand CHORUS And you never did think That it ever would happen again (In America, did you?) You never did think That we'd ever get together again ( We damn sure fooled you ) Yeah, we're walkin' real proud And we're talkin' real loud again ( In America ) You never did think That it ever would happen again (Instrumental) CHORUS And you never did think That it ever would happen again (In America, did you?) You never did think That we'd ever get together again ( We damn sure fooled you ) Yeah, we're walkin' real proud And we're talkin' real loud again ( In America ) You never did think That it ever would happen again |
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