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Living on the road my friend,
Was gonna keep you free and clean. Now you wear your skin like iron, Your breath as hard as kerosene. You weren't your mama's only boy, But her favorite one it seems. She began to cry when you said goodbye, And sank into your dreams. Pancho was a bandit boy, His horse was fast as polished steel. He wore his gun outside his pants For all the honest world to feel. Pancho met his match you know On the deserts down in Mexico, Nobody heard his dying words, Ah but that's the way it goes. All the Federales say They could have had him any day They only let him slip away Out of kindness, I suppose. Lefty, he can't sing the blues All night long like he used to. The dust that Pancho bit down south Ended up in Lefty's mouth. The day they laid poor Pancho low, Lefty split for Ohio. Where he got the bread to go, There ain't nobody knows. All the Federales say We could have had him any day. We only let him slip away Out of kindness, I suppose. The poets tell how Pancho fell, And Lefty's living in cheap hotels The desert's quiet, Cleveland's cold, And so the story ends we're told. Pancho needs your prayers it's true, But save a few for Lefty too. He only did what he had to do, And now he's growing old. All the Federales say We could have had him any day. We only let him go so long Out of kindness, I suppose. A few gray Federales say We could have had him any day We only let him go so long Out of kindness, I suppose. |
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| 2. |
| 2:52 |
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Lord knows I am peaceful when I'm left alone
I've always been an Eagle, been awhile since I have flown My claws are sharp as ever, so's my Eagle eye Something's gonna go tonight, when the Eagle flies Lately I've heard rumors that the Eagle may be lame Just because I've been idle, don't mean that I'm tame You've jeopardized my freedom, my natural place to roost I can fly when I have to, if they turn the Eagle loose So lay all your doubts aside when you go to bed tonight My feathers are all ruffled now, I'm ready for a fight Just because I took awhile to fly that don't mean I don't care When you feel the shadow crossing, the Eagle's in the air So lay all your doubts aside when you go to bed tonight My feathers are all ruffled now, I'm ready for a fight Just because I took awhile to fly that don't mean I don't care When you feel the shadow crossing, the Eagle's in the air When you feel the shadow crossing, the Eagle's in the air |
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| 3:22 |
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Country deejays knows that I'm an outlaw
They'd never come to see me in this dive Where bikers stare at cowboys who are laughing at the hippies Who are praying they'll get outta here alive The loud mouth in the corner's gettin' to me Talking 'bout my earrings and my hair I guess he ain't read the signs that say I been to prison Someone ought to warn him 'fore I knock him off his chair 'Cause my long hair just can't cover up my red neck I've won every fight, I've ever fought Hey, I don't need some turkey telling me that I ain't country And sayin' I ain't worth the damned ol' ticket that he bought 'Cause I can sing all them songs about Texas And I still do all the sad ones that I know They tell me, I look like Merle Haggard And sound a lot like David Allen Coe And the bar maid in the last town that we played in Knew the words to every song I'd wrote She said, Jimmy Rabbit turned her on to my last album Just about the time the jukebox broke Yeah, Johny Cash helped me get out of prison Long before Rodriguez stole that goat I've been the Rhinestone Cowboy for so long, I can't remember And I can do you every song, Hank Williams ever wrote And I can sing all them songs about Texas And I still do all the sad ones that I know I can't help it, I look like Merle Haggard And I sound a lot like David Allen Coe But the country deejays, all think I'm an outlaw And they'd never come to see me in this dive Where bikers stare at cowboys who are laughing at the hippies Who are praying they'll get out of here alive The loud mouth in the corner's gettin' to me Talking 'bout my earrings and my hair |
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| 2:20 |
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In the twilight glow I see you
이글거리는 황혼녘에서 난 그대를 바라봅니다 Blue eyes crying in the rain 빗속에서 우는 그대의 슬픈 눈동자 As we kissed goodbye and parted 우리가 작별의 키스를 하고 떠날 때 I knew we'd never meet again 난 우리가 결코 다시는 못 만날거라는 걸 알았지요 Love is like a dying ember 사랑은 죽어가는 장작불 같아요 Only memories remain 단지 추억만 남아 있을 뿐 Through the ages I'll remember 비록 시간이 지난다해도 난 기억할 겁니다 Blue eyes crying in the rain 빗속에서 울던 그대의 슬픈 눈동자를 Now my hair has turned to silver 이제 나의 머리는 은빛으로 변했고 All my life I've loved in vain 나의 모든 삶에서 난 헛되이 사랑을 했나봐요 I can see her star in heaven 난 천국에 있는 그녀의 별을 볼 수 있어요 Blue eyes crying in the rain 빗속에서 울던 그대의 슬픈 눈동자를 Someday when we meet up yonder 언젠가는 우리가 천국에서 만나겠지요 We'll stroll hand in hand again 우린 다시 손을 잡고 산책을 할 수 있을거예요 In a land that knows no parting 이별이 없는 그 영원한 세계에서 Blue eyes crying in the rain 빗속에서 울던 그대의 슬픈 눈동자 |
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| 2:47 |
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| 9. |
| 2:37 |
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(David Allan Coe)
(Chorus) Take this job and shove it I ain't workin' here no more My woman done left and took all the reasons I was working for Ya better not try to stand in my way As I'm walkin', out the door Take this job and shove it I ain't workin' here no more Well, I been working in this factory for now on fifteen years All this time, I watched my woman drownin' in a pool of tears And I've seen alot of good folk die who had a lot of bills to pay I'd give the shirt right off of my back if I had the guts to say... (Chorus) The foreman, he's a regular dog The line boss, he's a fool He got a brand new flat top haircut Lord, he thinks he's cool One of these days, I'm gonna blow my top and that sucker, he's gonna pay Lord, I can't wait to see their faces when I get the nerve to say... (Chorus) Take this job and shove it! |
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I wish a buck was still silver and it was back when the country was strong.
Back before Elvis and before the Vietnam war came along. Before the Beatles and yesterday when a man could still work and still would. Is the best of the free life behind us now and are the good times really over for good ? Are we rollin' downhill like a snowball headed for hell? With no kind of chance for the flag or the liberty bell? I wish a Ford or a Chevy would still last ten years like they should. Is the best of the free life behind us now and are the good times really over for good? I wish Coke was still cola and a joint was a bad place to be. It was back before Nixon lied to us all on TV. Before Microwave ovens when a girl could still cook, and still would. Is the best of the free life behind us now and are the good times really over for good ? Are we rollin' downhill like a snowball headed for hell? With no kind of chance for the flag or the liberty bell? I wish a Ford or a Chevy would still last ten years like they should. Is the best of the free life behind us now and are the good times really over for good? Stop rollin' downhill like a snowball headed for hell. Standup for the flag, and let's all ring the liberty bell. Let's make a Ford and a Chevy that'll still last ten years like they should... The best of the free life is still yet to come and the good times ain't really |
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