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from Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs, Etc., Etc. [Expanded] (1986)
Girl you taught me how to hurt real bad
And cry myself to sleep You showed me how this town can shatter dreams Another lesson about a naive fool That came to Babylon And found out that the pie don't taste so sweet Now it's guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music And lonely, lonely streets that I call home Yeah, my guitars, Cadillacs and hillbilly music Is the only thing that keeps me hanging on There ain't no glamor in this tinseled land Of lost and wasted lives And painful scars are all that's left of me But thank you girl for teaching me Brand new ways to be cruel And if I can find my mind now, I guess I'll just leave And it's guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music And lonely, lonely streets that I call home Yeah, my guitars, Cadillacs and hillbilly music Is the only thing that keeps me hanging on Now it's guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music And lonely, lonely streets that I call home Yeah, my guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music Is the only thing that keeps me hanging on It's the only thing that keeps me hanging on It's the only thing that keeps me hanging on |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs, Etc., Etc. [Expanded] (1986)
Girl you taught me how to hurt real bad
And cry myself to sleep You showed me how this town can shatter dreams Another lesson about a naive fool That came to Babylon And found out that the pie don't taste so sweet Now it's guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music And lonely, lonely streets that I call home Yeah, my guitars, Cadillacs and hillbilly music Is the only thing that keeps me hanging on There ain't no glamor in this tinseled land Of lost and wasted lives And painful scars are all that's left of me But thank you girl for teaching me Brand new ways to be cruel And if I can find my mind now, I guess I'll just leave And it's guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music And lonely, lonely streets that I call home Yeah, my guitars, Cadillacs and hillbilly music Is the only thing that keeps me hanging on Now it's guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music And lonely, lonely streets that I call home Yeah, my guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music Is the only thing that keeps me hanging on It's the only thing that keeps me hanging on It's the only thing that keeps me hanging on |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs, Etc., Etc. [Expanded] (1986)
Bury me along the big sandy
Down in those blue gray mountains Rest my soul in those hills of coal Until this old earth doesn't tremble And don't you mourn for me when my soul is free No woman, don't you cry You just bury me along the big sandy Under a blue Kentucky sky This old town of sin, it's about to do me in I don't know how much I can stand With my knees on the street and my heart at their feet I'm forced to beg from Satan's hand So bury me along the big sandy Down in those blue gray mountains Rest my soul in those hills of coal Until this old earth doesn't tremble Don't you mourn for me when my soul is free No woman, don't you cry You just bury me along the big sandy Under a blue Kentucky sky When I came to this land I was strong and I could stand Oh but now I've somehow gone astray Yet I still see the truth in the teachings of my youth And I know that the Lord ain't turned away So bury me along the big sandy Down in those blue gray mountains Rest my soul in those hills of coal Until this old earth doesn't tremble Don't you mourn for me when my soul is free No woman, don't you cry You just bury me along the big sandy Under a blue Kentucky sky Under a blue Kentucky sky Under a blue Kentucky sky |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs, Etc., Etc. [Expanded] (1986)
Bury me along the big sandy
Down in those blue gray mountains Rest my soul in those hills of coal Until this old earth doesn't tremble And don't you mourn for me when my soul is free No woman, don't you cry You just bury me along the big sandy Under a blue Kentucky sky This old town of sin, it's about to do me in I don't know how much I can stand With my knees on the street and my heart at their feet I'm forced to beg from Satan's hand So bury me along the big sandy Down in those blue gray mountains Rest my soul in those hills of coal Until this old earth doesn't tremble Don't you mourn for me when my soul is free No woman, don't you cry You just bury me along the big sandy Under a blue Kentucky sky When I came to this land I was strong and I could stand Oh but now I've somehow gone astray Yet I still see the truth in the teachings of my youth And I know that the Lord ain't turned away So bury me along the big sandy Down in those blue gray mountains Rest my soul in those hills of coal Until this old earth doesn't tremble Don't you mourn for me when my soul is free No woman, don't you cry You just bury me along the big sandy Under a blue Kentucky sky Under a blue Kentucky sky Under a blue Kentucky sky |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs, Etc., Etc. [Expanded] (1986)
Bury me along the big sandy
Down in those blue gray mountains Rest my soul in those hills of coal Until this old earth doesn't tremble And don't you mourn for me when my soul is free No woman, don't you cry You just bury me along the big sandy Under a blue Kentucky sky This old town of sin, it's about to do me in I don't know how much I can stand With my knees on the street and my heart at their feet I'm forced to beg from Satan's hand So bury me along the big sandy Down in those blue gray mountains Rest my soul in those hills of coal Until this old earth doesn't tremble Don't you mourn for me when my soul is free No woman, don't you cry You just bury me along the big sandy Under a blue Kentucky sky When I came to this land I was strong and I could stand Oh but now I've somehow gone astray Yet I still see the truth in the teachings of my youth And I know that the Lord ain't turned away So bury me along the big sandy Down in those blue gray mountains Rest my soul in those hills of coal Until this old earth doesn't tremble Don't you mourn for me when my soul is free No woman, don't you cry You just bury me along the big sandy Under a blue Kentucky sky Under a blue Kentucky sky Under a blue Kentucky sky |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs, Etc., Etc. [Expanded] (1986)
It's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones
Yeah, the grief is strong for the man that's gone And at the grave his woman cries and she moans 'Cause it's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones The six children he raised are all weepin' For this soft-spoken mountain man Who fed them with the money he earned in those black mines And the food he could raise with his hands Chorus Though the world knew nothing of his wisdom Or the honest and simple things he did There's some folks cryin' on this hillside today That know about the humble way he lived Chorus Now this house in the holler stands empty Though his presence in my memory is plain You know that I'd swear that I just saw him walkin' up that hill I guess this place just won't never be the same Chorus |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs, Etc., Etc. [Expanded] (1986)
Girl you taught me how to hurt real bad
And cry myself to sleep You showed me how this town can shatter dreams Another lesson about a naive fool That came to Babylon And found out that the pie don't taste so sweet Now it's guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music And lonely, lonely streets that I call home Yeah, my guitars, Cadillacs and hillbilly music Is the only thing that keeps me hanging on There ain't no glamor in this tinseled land Of lost and wasted lives And painful scars are all that's left of me But thank you girl for teaching me Brand new ways to be cruel And if I can find my mind now, I guess I'll just leave And it's guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music And lonely, lonely streets that I call home Yeah, my guitars, Cadillacs and hillbilly music Is the only thing that keeps me hanging on Now it's guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music And lonely, lonely streets that I call home Yeah, my guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music Is the only thing that keeps me hanging on It's the only thing that keeps me hanging on It's the only thing that keeps me hanging on |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs, Etc., Etc. [Expanded] (1986)
Heartache Number One was when you left me
I never knew that I could hurt this way Heartache Number Two was when you came back again You came back and never meant to stay [Chorus] Now I've got heartaches by the number Troubles by the score Everyday you love me less Each day I love you more Now I've got heartaches by the number A love that I can't win But the day that I stop counting That's the day my world will end Heartache Number Three was when you called me And told me you was coming to stay With hoping heart I waited for your knock on the door I waited but you must have lost your way [Chorus] Now I've got heartaches by the number A love that I can't win But the day that I stop counting That's the day my world will end Ah the day that I stop counting That's the day my world will end |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs, Etc., Etc. [Expanded] (1986)
Heartache Number One was when you left me
I never knew that I could hurt this way Heartache Number Two was when you came back again You came back and never meant to stay [Chorus] Now I've got heartaches by the number Troubles by the score Everyday you love me less Each day I love you more Now I've got heartaches by the number A love that I can't win But the day that I stop counting That's the day my world will end Heartache Number Three was when you called me And told me you was coming to stay With hoping heart I waited for your knock on the door I waited but you must have lost your way [Chorus] Now I've got heartaches by the number A love that I can't win But the day that I stop counting That's the day my world will end Ah the day that I stop counting That's the day my world will end |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs, Etc., Etc. [Expanded] (1986)
Heartache Number One was when you left me
I never knew that I could hurt this way Heartache Number Two was when you came back again You came back and never meant to stay [Chorus] Now I've got heartaches by the number Troubles by the score Everyday you love me less Each day I love you more Now I've got heartaches by the number A love that I can't win But the day that I stop counting That's the day my world will end Heartache Number Three was when you called me And told me you was coming to stay With hoping heart I waited for your knock on the door I waited but you must have lost your way [Chorus] Now I've got heartaches by the number A love that I can't win But the day that I stop counting That's the day my world will end Ah the day that I stop counting That's the day my world will end |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs, Etc., Etc. [Expanded] (1986)
Chorus:
Well I'm a honky tonk man And I can't seem to stop I love to give the girls a whirl To the music of an old juke box But when my money's all gone, I'm on the telephone singing Hey hey mama can your daddy come home Now I'm living wild and dangerously But I've got plenty of company When the moon comes up And the sun goes down I can't wait to see the lights of town Chorus: 'Cause I'm a honky tonk man And I can't seem to stop I love to give the girls a whirl To the music of an old juke box But when my money's all gone, I'm on the telephone singing Hey hey mama can your daddy come home A pretty little girl and a jug of wine Well that's what it takes to make a honky tonk time With the juke box moaning those honky tonk sounds I can't wait to lay my money down Chorus: 'Cause I'm a honky tonk man And I can't seem to stop I love to give the girls a whirl To the music of an old juke box But when my money's all gone, I'm on the telephone singing Hey hey mama can your daddy come home |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs, Etc., Etc. [Expanded] (1986)
Chorus:
Well I'm a honky tonk man And I can't seem to stop I love to give the girls a whirl To the music of an old juke box But when my money's all gone, I'm on the telephone singing Hey hey mama can your daddy come home Now I'm living wild and dangerously But I've got plenty of company When the moon comes up And the sun goes down I can't wait to see the lights of town Chorus: 'Cause I'm a honky tonk man And I can't seem to stop I love to give the girls a whirl To the music of an old juke box But when my money's all gone, I'm on the telephone singing Hey hey mama can your daddy come home A pretty little girl and a jug of wine Well that's what it takes to make a honky tonk time With the juke box moaning those honky tonk sounds I can't wait to lay my money down Chorus: 'Cause I'm a honky tonk man And I can't seem to stop I love to give the girls a whirl To the music of an old juke box But when my money's all gone, I'm on the telephone singing Hey hey mama can your daddy come home |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs, Etc., Etc. [Expanded] (1986)
Chorus:
Well I'm a honky tonk man And I can't seem to stop I love to give the girls a whirl To the music of an old juke box But when my money's all gone, I'm on the telephone singing Hey hey mama can your daddy come home Now I'm living wild and dangerously But I've got plenty of company When the moon comes up And the sun goes down I can't wait to see the lights of town Chorus: 'Cause I'm a honky tonk man And I can't seem to stop I love to give the girls a whirl To the music of an old juke box But when my money's all gone, I'm on the telephone singing Hey hey mama can your daddy come home A pretty little girl and a jug of wine Well that's what it takes to make a honky tonk time With the juke box moaning those honky tonk sounds I can't wait to lay my money down Chorus: 'Cause I'm a honky tonk man And I can't seem to stop I love to give the girls a whirl To the music of an old juke box But when my money's all gone, I'm on the telephone singing Hey hey mama can your daddy come home |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs, Etc., Etc. [Expanded] (1986)
I sang Dixie as he died
The people just walked on by as I cried The bottle had robbed him of all his rebel pride So I sang Dixie as he died He said way down yonder in the land of cotton Old times there ain't near as rotten as they are On this damned old L.A. street Then he drew a dying breath And laid his head against my chest Please Lord take his soul back home to Dixie Chorus He said listen to me son while you still can Run back home to that Southern land Don't you see what life here has done to me? Then he closed those old blue eyes And fell limp against my side No more pain, now he's safe back home in Dixie Chorus: I sang Dixie as he died The people just walked on by as I cried The bottle had robbed him of all his rebel pride So I sang Dixie as he died I sang Dixie as he died |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs, Etc., Etc. [Expanded] (1986)
I watch as you take off your clothes and slip under the sheets Then i turn and kick the boots off my feet I pull you close without a word 'cause there's no need to speak Girl, beauty like yours is hard to beat Chorus: But i'll be gone in the morning, in the morning i'll be gone 'cause i'm not one for hanging on Please don't think that you done something wrong In the morning when you wake and find me gone Just a look from those fiery eyes can all but erase The memory of any other's face And the passion they unleash could cause me to misplace And lose all track of time without a trace Chorus: But i'll be gone in the morning, in the morning i'll be gone 'cause i'm not one for hanging on Please don't think that you done something wrong In the morning when you wake and find me gone The sun intrudes and throws across the room its golden tracks Shake the dreams, now it's back to facts As i turn to leave i know you had what so many lack Maybe some day that'll bring me back Chorus: But i'll be gone in the morning, in the morning i'll be gone 'cause i'm not one for hanging on Please don't think that you done something wrong In the morning when you wake and find me gone But i'll be gone in the morning, in the morning i'll be gone 'cause i'm not one for hanging on Please don't think that you done something wrong In the morning when you wake and find me gone In the morning when you wake and find me gone |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs, Etc., Etc. [Expanded] (1986)
I watch as you take off your clothes and slip under the sheets Then i turn and kick the boots off my feet I pull you close without a word 'cause there's no need to speak Girl, beauty like yours is hard to beat Chorus: But i'll be gone in the morning, in the morning i'll be gone 'cause i'm not one for hanging on Please don't think that you done something wrong In the morning when you wake and find me gone Just a look from those fiery eyes can all but erase The memory of any other's face And the passion they unleash could cause me to misplace And lose all track of time without a trace Chorus: But i'll be gone in the morning, in the morning i'll be gone 'cause i'm not one for hanging on Please don't think that you done something wrong In the morning when you wake and find me gone The sun intrudes and throws across the room its golden tracks Shake the dreams, now it's back to facts As i turn to leave i know you had what so many lack Maybe some day that'll bring me back Chorus: But i'll be gone in the morning, in the morning i'll be gone 'cause i'm not one for hanging on Please don't think that you done something wrong In the morning when you wake and find me gone But i'll be gone in the morning, in the morning i'll be gone 'cause i'm not one for hanging on Please don't think that you done something wrong In the morning when you wake and find me gone In the morning when you wake and find me gone |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs, Etc., Etc. [Expanded] (1986)
I watch as you take off your clothes and slip under the sheets Then i turn and kick the boots off my feet I pull you close without a word 'cause there's no need to speak Girl, beauty like yours is hard to beat Chorus: But i'll be gone in the morning, in the morning i'll be gone 'cause i'm not one for hanging on Please don't think that you done something wrong In the morning when you wake and find me gone Just a look from those fiery eyes can all but erase The memory of any other's face And the passion they unleash could cause me to misplace And lose all track of time without a trace Chorus: But i'll be gone in the morning, in the morning i'll be gone 'cause i'm not one for hanging on Please don't think that you done something wrong In the morning when you wake and find me gone The sun intrudes and throws across the room its golden tracks Shake the dreams, now it's back to facts As i turn to leave i know you had what so many lack Maybe some day that'll bring me back Chorus: But i'll be gone in the morning, in the morning i'll be gone 'cause i'm not one for hanging on Please don't think that you done something wrong In the morning when you wake and find me gone But i'll be gone in the morning, in the morning i'll be gone 'cause i'm not one for hanging on Please don't think that you done something wrong In the morning when you wake and find me gone In the morning when you wake and find me gone |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs, Etc., Etc. [Expanded] (1986)
I watch as you take off your clothes and slip under the sheets Then i turn and kick the boots off my feet I pull you close without a word 'cause there's no need to speak Girl, beauty like yours is hard to beat Chorus: But i'll be gone in the morning, in the morning i'll be gone 'cause i'm not one for hanging on Please don't think that you done something wrong In the morning when you wake and find me gone Just a look from those fiery eyes can all but erase The memory of any other's face And the passion they unleash could cause me to misplace And lose all track of time without a trace Chorus: But i'll be gone in the morning, in the morning i'll be gone 'cause i'm not one for hanging on Please don't think that you done something wrong In the morning when you wake and find me gone The sun intrudes and throws across the room its golden tracks Shake the dreams, now it's back to facts As i turn to leave i know you had what so many lack Maybe some day that'll bring me back Chorus: But i'll be gone in the morning, in the morning i'll be gone 'cause i'm not one for hanging on Please don't think that you done something wrong In the morning when you wake and find me gone But i'll be gone in the morning, in the morning i'll be gone 'cause i'm not one for hanging on Please don't think that you done something wrong In the morning when you wake and find me gone In the morning when you wake and find me gone |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs, Etc., Etc. [Expanded] (1986)
> Chorus:
It won't hurt when I fall down from this bar stool And it won't hurt when I stumble in the street It won't hurt 'cause this whiskey eases misery But even whiskey cannot ease your hurting me Today I had another bout with sorrow You know this time I almost won If this bottle would just hold out 'til tomorrow I know that I'd have sorrow on the run Chorus: It won't hurt when I fall down from this bar stool And it won't hurt when I stumble in the street It won't hurt 'cause this whiskey eases misery But even whiskey cannot ease your hurting me Your memory comes back up with each sunrise I reach out for the bottle and find it's gone Yeah, Lord, somewhere every night the whiskey leaves me To face this cold, cold world on my own Chorus: It won't hurt when I fall down from this bar stool And it won't hurt when I stumble in the street It won't hurt 'cause this whiskey eases misery But even whiskey cannot ease your hurting me |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs, Etc., Etc. [Expanded] (1986)
> Chorus:
It won't hurt when I fall down from this bar stool And it won't hurt when I stumble in the street It won't hurt 'cause this whiskey eases misery But even whiskey cannot ease your hurting me Today I had another bout with sorrow You know this time I almost won If this bottle would just hold out 'til tomorrow I know that I'd have sorrow on the run Chorus: It won't hurt when I fall down from this bar stool And it won't hurt when I stumble in the street It won't hurt 'cause this whiskey eases misery But even whiskey cannot ease your hurting me Your memory comes back up with each sunrise I reach out for the bottle and find it's gone Yeah, Lord, somewhere every night the whiskey leaves me To face this cold, cold world on my own Chorus: It won't hurt when I fall down from this bar stool And it won't hurt when I stumble in the street It won't hurt 'cause this whiskey eases misery But even whiskey cannot ease your hurting me |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs, Etc., Etc. [Expanded] (1986)
> Chorus:
It won't hurt when I fall down from this bar stool And it won't hurt when I stumble in the street It won't hurt 'cause this whiskey eases misery But even whiskey cannot ease your hurting me Today I had another bout with sorrow You know this time I almost won If this bottle would just hold out 'til tomorrow I know that I'd have sorrow on the run Chorus: It won't hurt when I fall down from this bar stool And it won't hurt when I stumble in the street It won't hurt 'cause this whiskey eases misery But even whiskey cannot ease your hurting me Your memory comes back up with each sunrise I reach out for the bottle and find it's gone Yeah, Lord, somewhere every night the whiskey leaves me To face this cold, cold world on my own Chorus: It won't hurt when I fall down from this bar stool And it won't hurt when I stumble in the street It won't hurt 'cause this whiskey eases misery But even whiskey cannot ease your hurting me |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs, Etc., Etc. [Expanded] (1986)
> Chorus:
It won't hurt when I fall down from this bar stool And it won't hurt when I stumble in the street It won't hurt 'cause this whiskey eases misery But even whiskey cannot ease your hurting me Today I had another bout with sorrow You know this time I almost won If this bottle would just hold out 'til tomorrow I know that I'd have sorrow on the run Chorus: It won't hurt when I fall down from this bar stool And it won't hurt when I stumble in the street It won't hurt 'cause this whiskey eases misery But even whiskey cannot ease your hurting me Your memory comes back up with each sunrise I reach out for the bottle and find it's gone Yeah, Lord, somewhere every night the whiskey leaves me To face this cold, cold world on my own Chorus: It won't hurt when I fall down from this bar stool And it won't hurt when I stumble in the street It won't hurt 'cause this whiskey eases misery But even whiskey cannot ease your hurting me |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs, Etc., Etc. [Expanded] (1986)
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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from Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs, Etc., Etc. [Expanded] (1986)
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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from Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs, Etc., Etc. [Expanded] (1986)
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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from Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs, Etc., Etc. [Expanded] (1986)
Yea! my bucket's got a hole in it
Yea! my bucket's got a hole in it Yea! my bucket's got a hole in it I can't buy no beer. Well I'm standin' on a corner With a bucket in my hand I'm waitin' for a woman That ain't got no man. 'Cause my bucket's got a hole in it Yea! my bucket's got a hole in it Yea! my bucket's got a hole in it I can't buy no beer. Well, I went up on the mountain I looked down in the sea I seen the crabs and the fishes Doin' the be - bop - bee. Well, there ain't no use Of me workin' so hard When I got a woman In the boss man's yard. Well, me and my baby We just bought a Ford And now we sit together On the running board... |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs, Etc., Etc. [Expanded] (1986)
I woke up this morning, the room felt empty and bare
As i turned to the closet, your clothes were not there. As i walked into the kitchen, i found our little girl with a note as i read it to myself, the tears began to flow. And she said.. Please daddy don't cry that way I know mommy left us, but that's o.k. Please daddy don't cry so hard, you don't know how it scares me and i wish that you would stop Please daddy don't cry that way 'cause I'm right here beside you and i promise that I'll stay I looked down at her, through tear stained eyes It's as though you were there, in a tiny disguise She clutches her pajamas with that soft little hand See all this that is happening, she can't quite understand and she says... Please daddy don't cry that way I know mommy left us, but that's o.k. Please daddy don't cry so hard, you don't know how it scares me and i wish that you would stop Please daddy don't cry that way 'cause I'm right here beside you and i promise that I'll stay I'm searching my heart, and trying to explain But the words that come out are swollen with pain she looks through my eyes right down to my soul sees all the hurt that i can't control and she says Please daddy don't cry that way I know mommy left us, but that's o.k. Please daddy don't cry so hard, you don't know how it scares me and i wish that you would stop Please daddy don't cry that way 'cause I'm right here beside you and i promise that I'll stay Please daddy don't cry that way, I'm right here beside you and I promise that I'll stay |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs, Etc., Etc. [Expanded] (1986)
Love is a burning thing
And it makes a fiery ring Bound by wild desire I fell into a ring of fire [Chorus] I fell into a burning ring of fire I went down, down, down, and the flames climbed higher And it burned, burned, burned the ring of fire The ring of fire The taste of love is sweet When hearts like ours meet I fell for you like a child Ooh but the fire went wild [Chorus] I fell into a burning ring of fire I went down, down, down, and the flames climbed higher And it burned, burned, burned the ring of fire The ring of fire [Chorus] |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs, Etc., Etc. [Expanded] (1986)
Love is a burning thing
And it makes a fiery ring Bound by wild desire I fell into a ring of fire [Chorus] I fell into a burning ring of fire I went down, down, down, and the flames climbed higher And it burned, burned, burned the ring of fire The ring of fire The taste of love is sweet When hearts like ours meet I fell for you like a child Ooh but the fire went wild [Chorus] I fell into a burning ring of fire I went down, down, down, and the flames climbed higher And it burned, burned, burned the ring of fire The ring of fire [Chorus] |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs, Etc., Etc. [Expanded] (1986)
Love is a burning thing
And it makes a fiery ring Bound by wild desire I fell into a ring of fire [Chorus] I fell into a burning ring of fire I went down, down, down, and the flames climbed higher And it burned, burned, burned the ring of fire The ring of fire The taste of love is sweet When hearts like ours meet I fell for you like a child Ooh but the fire went wild [Chorus] I fell into a burning ring of fire I went down, down, down, and the flames climbed higher And it burned, burned, burned the ring of fire The ring of fire [Chorus] |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs, Etc., Etc. [Expanded] (1986)
Dwight Yoakam & Ricky Skaggs
Lord the road is rocky but it won't be rocky long Lord the road is rocky but it won't be rocky long Because another man Has got my woman and gone Instrumental Hey I've got those blues I'm wearing out the soles of my shoes Yes, I've got those blues I'm wearing out the soles of my shoes My gal went way and left me She left me with the doggone blues Lord the road is rocky but it won't be rocky long - Lord, Lord Lord the road is rocky but it won't be rocky long Because another man Has got my woman and gone Instrumental You'll never miss your water until the well runs dry You'll never miss your water until the well runs dry You'll never miss your woman until she says goodbye Lord the road is rocky but it won't be rocky long - Lord, Lord Lord the road is rocky but it won't be rocky long Because another man Has got my woman and gone Instrumental Ah, and I wish to the Lord you'd bring my woman back home Yeah, I wish to the Lord you'd bring my woman back home I'm not so lonesome I just don't want to be alone Lord the road is rocky but it won't be rocky long - Lord, Lord Lord the road is rocky but it won't be rocky long Because another man Has got my woman and gone... |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs, Etc., Etc. [Expanded] (1986)
Since I started drinkin' again
Since I started drinkin' again (Hey girl) I ain't shed one lousy tear over you Since I started drinkin' again Well I know that the neighbours are all a-talkin' They swear that I have lost my mind Ah but they do not know That I've just gained control Of all the heartache that you left behind Since I started drinkin' again Since I started drinkin' again (Ah girl) Well I ain't shed one lousy tear over you Since I started drinkin' again Well I know that the boss is a-gonna fire me When I stumble in late to work again Ah but surprise will replace that old scowl on his face When he sees that I do not give a damn Since I started drinkin' again Since I started drinkin' again (Hey girl) Well I ain't shed one lousy tear over you Since I started drinkin' again Well I ain't shed one lousy tear over you Since I started drinkin' Since I started drinkin' Since I started drinkin' again (Hey girl) |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs, Etc., Etc. [Expanded] (1986)
They say this drinkin' will kill me I don't know, oh Lord, it might be true If I stop I'll just die from your leavin' So either way that I go, it's 'cause of you Chorus: Death can come from this broken heart Or it can come from this bottle So why prolong the agony Hey, bartender, I think I'll hit the throttle I don't care how the preacher might preach me About the evils of being drunk with wine I don't care how the doctor might warn me 'Cause since you left, it's just a matter of time Chorus: Death can come from this broken heart Or it can come from this bottle So why prolong the agony Hey, bartender, I think I'll hit the throttle I don't care that my friends have all left me 'Cause they swear that I have gone insane And I don't care anymore about livin' Without you, just the grave can ease the pain Chorus: Death can come from this broken heart Or it can come from this bottle So why prolong the agony Hey, bartender, I think I'll hit the throttle Yeah, they say this drinkin' will kill me I don't know, oh Lord, it might be true If I stop I'll just die from your leavin' So either way that I go, it's 'cause of you Yeah, either way that I go, it's 'cause of you Oh, anyway that I go, it's 'cause of you |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs, Etc., Etc. [Expanded] (1986)
Hey look yonder, Henry, comes the sheriff
And he's carrying a warrant in his hand Don't you run, poor old Henry, for he'll shoot you Not long will you be a free man Now twenty years, you must spend behind steel bars For a crime that you did not do Yeah, the lie she swore in that district court Has proved to be the ruin of you Tried to warn you, Henry, not to cross her Tried to tell you about her vengeful ways When you turned and left her for another She swore, Henry, that she'd make you pay Now twenty years, you must spend behind steel bars For a crime that you did not do Yeah the lie she swore in that district court Has proved to be the ruin of you Listen well, all you young rounders Heed the lesson poor old Henry never learned That even hell with all its fiery power Hath no fury like a woman's scorn Now twenty years, you must spend behind steel bars For a crime that you did not do Yeah the lie she swore in that district court Has proved to be the ruin of you Yeah, the lie she swore in that district court Has proved to be the ruin of you |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs, Etc., Etc. [Expanded] (1986)
Hey look yonder, Henry, comes the sheriff
And he's carrying a warrant in his hand Don't you run, poor old Henry, for he'll shoot you Not long will you be a free man Now twenty years, you must spend behind steel bars For a crime that you did not do Yeah, the lie she swore in that district court Has proved to be the ruin of you Tried to warn you, Henry, not to cross her Tried to tell you about her vengeful ways When you turned and left her for another She swore, Henry, that she'd make you pay Now twenty years, you must spend behind steel bars For a crime that you did not do Yeah the lie she swore in that district court Has proved to be the ruin of you Listen well, all you young rounders Heed the lesson poor old Henry never learned That even hell with all its fiery power Hath no fury like a woman's scorn Now twenty years, you must spend behind steel bars For a crime that you did not do Yeah the lie she swore in that district court Has proved to be the ruin of you Yeah, the lie she swore in that district court Has proved to be the ruin of you |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs, Etc., Etc. [Expanded] (1986)
Hey look yonder, Henry, comes the sheriff
And he's carrying a warrant in his hand Don't you run, poor old Henry, for he'll shoot you Not long will you be a free man Now twenty years, you must spend behind steel bars For a crime that you did not do Yeah, the lie she swore in that district court Has proved to be the ruin of you Tried to warn you, Henry, not to cross her Tried to tell you about her vengeful ways When you turned and left her for another She swore, Henry, that she'd make you pay Now twenty years, you must spend behind steel bars For a crime that you did not do Yeah the lie she swore in that district court Has proved to be the ruin of you Listen well, all you young rounders Heed the lesson poor old Henry never learned That even hell with all its fiery power Hath no fury like a woman's scorn Now twenty years, you must spend behind steel bars For a crime that you did not do Yeah the lie she swore in that district court Has proved to be the ruin of you Yeah, the lie she swore in that district court Has proved to be the ruin of you |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs, Etc., Etc. [Expanded] (1986)
Chorus: You're the one You're the one That made me cry You're the one That laughed at me Then said goodbye You're the one You're the one That made me blue So how's it feel Now that you're the one It's happened to Now you're back calling me with open arms What happened to the one you met with all that charm You say he's gone snd you're alone well that's a shame But if you think real hard i know you'll see just who's to blame Chorus: You're the one You're the one That made me cry You're the one That laughed at me Then said goodbye You're the one You're the one That made me blue So how's it feel Now that you're the one It's happened to You're begging me to think about the love we shared Yet it seems to me not too long ago you didn't care The love you left no longer lives within my heart The game you played so recklessly tore it all apart Chorus: You're the one You're the one That made me cry You're the one That laughed at me Then said goodbye You're the one You're the one That made me blue So how's it feel Now that you're the one It's happened to Oh tell me how's it feel now that you're the one How's it feel to be the one How's it feel now that you're the one it's happening to You're the one Oh, oh, you're the one Yeah, you're the one You're the one You're the one Oh, oh, you're the one You're the one You're the one |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Hillbilly Deluxe (1987)
Runway four, flight 209 Teardrop falls, we start to climb This window seat proved a poor choice It shows the dream that's been destroyed A little baby starts to cry Hey, i would too, if not for pride I owe so much to pride, it's true It brought an end to me and you Chorus: But if i could, i'd turn around Set my feet back on the ground 'cause all this plane ride holds for me Is a thousand miles of misery I hear the engines, watch the clouds The whole damn world looks distant now But i can't seem to put no space Between my cold heart and your sweet face Across the aisle they're holding hands Revealing brand new wedding bands But our sweet gold, it's gone to rust Now my life has turned to dust Chorus: But if i could, i'd turn around Set my feet back on the ground 'cause all this plane ride holds for me Is a thousand miles of misery All this plane ride holds for me Is a thousand miles of misery |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Hillbilly Deluxe (1987)
Always late with your kisses
Won't you come to my arms, sweet darlin' and stay? You're always late with your kisses Why, oh why do you want to do me this way? How long do you think that I can wait When you know you're always late? Always late with your kisses Why, oh why do you want to do me this way? Always late, always late Always late, always late How long do you think that I can wait When you know you're always late? Always late with your kisses Won't you come to my arms sweet darlin' and stay? You're always late with your kisses Why, oh why do you want to do me this way? I said, why oh why do you want to do me this way? |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Hillbilly Deluxe (1987)
She had left him lost and broken like no other had before And now his heart was just a token of the pain it had endured And his memories were clouded with all the hurtful things she'd said Yes, for all intent and purpose he might just as well been dead Chorus: And some people claim they still hear him call he name Hey, hey, maureen, swear they hear it just that plain Deep in the night and sometimes right at dawn See, his body died some years ago But around here mr. johnson's love lives on He seemed far away and distant with that cold and silent stare Never moving, never speaking and just barely breathing air No one really knew her reason and who can judge her right or wrong The only true and solemn fact is, the main we'd known was all but gone Chorus: And some people claim they still hear him call he name Hey, hey, maureen, swear they hear it just that plain Deep in the night and sometimes right at dawn See, his body died some years ago But around here mr. johnson's love lives on Sissy thompson said she'd seen him late that night on shelby road About a mile from there they found him it seems he'd died out in the snow I hear'd the preacher at the service say fro love he's finally free But i say love, it knows no season it haunts the soul eternally Chorus: And some people claim they still hear him call he name Hey, hey, maureen, swear they hear it just that plain Deep in the night and sometimes right at dawn Yeah, his body died some years ago But around here mr. johnson's love lives on Yes, his body died some years ago But around here mr. johnson's love lives on |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Hillbilly Deluxe (1987)
Little sister don't you, little sister don't you Little sister don't you kiss me once or twice Tell me that it's nice and then you run Yeah, yeah, little sister don't do what your big sister done You know i dated your big sister' Oh, i took her to a show I went for some candy Along came jim dandy And they slipped right out the door Chorus: Little sister don't you, little sister don't you Little sister don't you kiss me once or twice Tell me that it's nice and then you run Yeah, little sister don't do what your big sister done I used to pull down on your pigtails Hey girl, and pinch your turned up nose Oh, but baby you been growin' And lately it's been showin' From your head down to your toes Chorus: Little sister don't you, little sister don't you Little sister don't you kiss me once or twice Tell me that it's nice and then you run Yeah, little sister don't do what your big sister done Every time i see your sister Lord, she's with somebody new Aw, she's mean and she's evil Like a little ol' boll weevil Guess i'll try my luck with you Chorus: Little sister don't you, little sister don't you Little sister don't you kiss me once or twice Tell me that it's nice and then you run Hey, little sister don't you do what your big sister done Well, little sister don't you do what your big sister done Aw, little sister don't you do what your big sister done |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Hillbilly Deluxe (1987)
You've got your little ways to hurt me You know just how to tear me up And leave me in small pieces on the ground You've got your little ways to hurt me They're not too big but they're real tough Just one cold look from you can knock me down To look at you and me, no one would ever know The pain that i've endured 'cause i won't let it show My friends would laugh out loud if they only knew The truth about how i am just your lovesick fool Chorus: You've got your little ways to hurt me You know just how to tear me up And leave me in small pieces on the ground You've got your little ways to hurt me They're not too big but they're real tough Just one cold look from you can knock me down The sadness in my eyes should somehow be a clue But no one here would ever suspect sweet little you There've been rumors of the truth but i've kept it quiet 'cause i'm too ashamed to let them know you make me cry Chorus: You've got your little ways to hurt me You know just how to tear me up And leave me in small pieces on the ground You've got your little ways to hurt me They're not too big but they're real tough Just one cold look from you can knock me down Yeah your little ways can knock me to the ground |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Hillbilly Deluxe (1987)
Please, please baby, baby come back home
It's so cold and dark here all alone You come back I promise I'll be good You come home, baby, I'll act like I should I laughed when you packed your bags and told me goodbye I hollered, "I don't need you," oh but honey, that's a lie Please, please baby, baby come back home It's so cold and dark here all alone You come back I promise I'll be good You come home, baby, I'll act like I should If you don't come home dear, I know I'll go insane Sweetheart, I plead guilty, darlin', I'll take all the blame Please, please baby, baby come back home It's so cold and dark here all alone You come back I promise I'll be good You come home, baby, I'll act like I should Please, please baby, baby come back home It's so cold and dark here all alone You come back I promise I'll be good You come home, baby, I'll act like I should You come home, baby, I'll act like I should You come home, baby, I'll act like I should |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Hillbilly Deluxe (1987)
Chorus:
They learned readin', writin', Route 23 To the jobs that lay waiting in those cities' factories They learned readin', writin', roads to the north To the luxury and comfort a coal miner can't afford They thought readin', writin', Route 23 Would take them to the good life that they had never seen They didn't know that old highway Could lead them to a world of misery Have you ever been down Kentucky-way Say south of Prestonburg Have you ever been up in a holler Have you ever heard A mountain man cough his life away From diggin' that black coal In those dark mines, those dark mines If you had you might just understand The reason that they left it all behind Chorus: They learned readin', writin', Route 23 To the jobs that lay waitin' in those cities' factories They learned readin', writin', roads to the north To the luxury and comfort a coal miner can't afford They thought readin', writin', Route 23 Would take them to the good life that they had never seen They didn't know that old highway Could lead them to a world of misery Have you ever seen 'em Put the kids in the car after work on Friday night Pull up in a holler about 2 a.m. And see a light still shinin' bright Those mountain folks sat up that late Just to hold those little grandkids In their arms, in their arms And I'm proud to say that I've been blessed And touched by their sweet hillbilly charm Chorus: They learned readin', writin', Route 23 To the jobs that lay waiting in those cities' factories They learned readin', writin', roads to the north To the luxury and comfort a coal miner can't afford They thought readin', writin', Route 23 Would take them to the good life that they had never seen They didn't know that old highway Could lead them to a world of misery Yeah, it turns out that that old highway, Leads you to a world of misery They found out that that old highway Leads you to a world of misery... |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Hillbilly Deluxe (1987)
(alan rose, don helms)
One day the train was passing, i caught it comin' by To look this old world over, under god's blue sky My darlin' stood there weepin' as i was lookin' back I kissed my baby cryin' in the smoke along the track: Bye, bye, so long, there's something down the track It's callin' me Bye, bye, so long, i guess that's just the way I'll always be Now when i get this feelin' Don't try to hold me back I'll only leave you cryin' In the smoke along the track I like to keep on goin', it helps me when i'm blue I get the urge to travel, that's all i want to do I know i just can't settle down because i like to roam And when i hear that whistle blow i gotta move along: Bye, bye, so long, there's something down the track It's callin' me Bye, bye, so long, i guess that's just the way I'll always be Now when i get this feelin' Don't try to hold me back I'll only leave you cryin' In the smoke along the track I know my baby loves me, i love my baby too But she don't understand me when i'm feelin' blue And when i hear that whistle blow i hurry home to pack And kiss my baby cryin' in the smoke along the track: Bye, bye, so long, there's something down the track It's callin' me Bye, bye, so long, i guess that's just the way I'll always be Now when i get this feelin' Don't try to hold me back I'll only leave you cryin' In the smoke along the track |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Hillbilly Deluxe (1987)
They say this drinkin' will kill me I don't know, oh Lord, it might be true If I stop I'll just die from your leavin' So either way that I go, it's 'cause of you Chorus: Death can come from this broken heart Or it can come from this bottle So why prolong the agony Hey, bartender, I think I'll hit the throttle I don't care how the preacher might preach me About the evils of being drunk with wine I don't care how the doctor might warn me 'Cause since you left, it's just a matter of time Chorus: Death can come from this broken heart Or it can come from this bottle So why prolong the agony Hey, bartender, I think I'll hit the throttle I don't care that my friends have all left me 'Cause they swear that I have gone insane And I don't care anymore about livin' Without you, just the grave can ease the pain Chorus: Death can come from this broken heart Or it can come from this bottle So why prolong the agony Hey, bartender, I think I'll hit the throttle Yeah, they say this drinkin' will kill me I don't know, oh Lord, it might be true If I stop I'll just die from your leavin' So either way that I go, it's 'cause of you Yeah, either way that I go, it's 'cause of you Oh, anyway that I go, it's 'cause of you |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Hillbilly Deluxe (1987)
Chorus: I'll still see you walking silently Through the shadows in my mind A vision of your sweet blue eyes Creeps into my dreamful sleep at night You still haunt the deepness of my memories I guess you will throughout all time Little girl i still remember The very dress you wore on that day It was so soft, a shade of violet, lord How it took my breath away As the sunshine of the morning Broke across your golden hair How i wished to hold you tightly, lord But i was shy and did not dare Chorus: I'll still see you walking silently Through the shadows in my mind A vision of your sweet blue eyes Creeps into my dreamful sleep at night You still haunt the deepness of my memories I guess you will throughout all time Many nights i've sat and wondered If you might be somebody's wife But if you're not, i'd long to see you If just to tell you how i've pined I've been known to ask a stranger That i thought might just pass your way If they would tell you of these feelings That we might meet again someday Chorus: I'll still see you walking silently Through the shadows in my mind A vision of your sweet blue eyes Creeps into my dreamful sleep at night You still haunt the deepness of my memories I guess you will throughout all time I guess you will throughout all time |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Buenos Noches From A Lonely Room (1988)
She wore red dresses with her black shining hair She had my baby and caused me to care Then coldly she left me to suffer and cry She wore red dresses and told such sweet lies I never knew him but he took her away On my knees like a madman for vengeance i prayed While the pain and the anger destroyed my weak mind She wore red dresses and left the wounded behind I searched till i found them, then i cursed at the sight Of their sleeping shadows in the cold neon light In the dark morning silence i placed the gun to her head She wore red dresses, but now she lay dead |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Buenos Noches From A Lonely Room (1988)
It's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones
Yeah, the grief is strong for the man that's gone And at the grave his woman cries and she moans 'Cause it's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones The six children he raised are all weepin' For this soft-spoken mountain man Who fed them with the money he earned in those black mines And the food he could raise with his hands Chorus Though the world knew nothing of his wisdom Or the honest and simple things he did There's some folks cryin' on this hillside today That know about the humble way he lived Chorus Now this house in the holler stands empty Though his presence in my memory is plain You know that I'd swear that I just saw him walkin' up that hill I guess this place just won't never be the same Chorus |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Buenos Noches From A Lonely Room (1988)
Hold on, hold on, hold on to God
And not the ways of the world Hold on, hold on and put your trust In His ever lasting Word Hold on, hold on, hold on to God In this life's storm-tossed sea Cling to Jesus, His lifeline It will salvation bring Satan shall lead down a pathway of sin Away from your heavenly home With many great wonders, many great signs Deceiving all but the strong Chorus Be not misled by miraculous deeds Performed in the name of the Lamb For He shall return as a thief in the night To claim his own once again Chorus |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Buenos Noches From A Lonely Room (1988)
Just around the corner there's heartache
Down the road all losers use If you can wade in through the teardrops of my friend I'll meet you at the home of the Blues I walk and I cry as my heartbeat Keeps in time with the drag of my shoes The sun never shines through this window of my mine It's dark here at the home of the Blues But this place is filled with sweetest memories Memories so sweet that I cry Dreams that I've had left me feeling so bad That I just want to lay right down and die So if you just lost your sweetheart And you ain't got no good way to choose Come follow me, misery loves company I'll meet you at the home of the Blues But this place is filled with sweetest memories Memories so sweet that I cry Dreams that I had left me feeling oh so bad That I just want to lay right down and die So if you just lost your sweetheart And you ain't got no good way to choose Come follow me, misery loves company Welcome to the home of the Blues I'll take you at the home of the Blues |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Buenos Noches From A Lonely Room (1988)
I've had to buy back damn near everything I own
From a little man whose name is Saul and has a lotta money to loan I drove a beat up '67 Chevrolet With a torn up seam pokes brand new hole in my back near every day I got a letter from the folks over at Bell Just to let me know my next phone call I'd walk outside and yell Hey, I know my life seems a mess But honey things to me still look real swell 'Cause I've got you to see me through Yeah, I've got you oh, chase my blues I've got you to ease my pain Yeah, I've got you, girl to keep me sane So let them do what they want to do 'Cause it don't matter long as I've got you I've got the landlord breathing down my neck for rent Oh, he don't give a damn about my kids or where the money was spent After all those years of payin' union dues It sure didn't seem to count for much when we got our layoff news I got a note from the man over at the bank Said the next ten gallons of gas I buy won't be going in my tank Hey, I know I might seem near dead But honey I think I might just get well 'Cause I've got you to see me through Yeah, I've got you oh, to chase my blues I've got you to ease my pain Honey I've got you, oh, to keep me sane So let them do what they want to do 'Cause it don't matter long as I've got you Yeah, let them go right ahead and sue 'Cause it don't matter long as I've got you |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Buenos Noches From A Lonely Room (1988)
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I hear you knockin' I hear you callin' I hear you every time you say my name But it's too late, baby Your calling is all in vain I hear you crying You done the lying You tried to cheat Baby, you're to blame But it's too late, baby Your crying is all in vain I packed my suitcase I bought my ticket It won't be long, and I'll be on my way 'Cause I'm a leaving, yeah, I'm a leaving, and I'm going away to stay Chorus: I hear you knockin' I hear you callin' I hear you every time you say my name But it's too late, baby Your calling is all in vain I hear you knockin' I hear you callin' I hear you every time you say my name But it's too late, baby Your calling is all in vain I hear you knock, knock, knock I hear you call, call, call I hear you every time you say my name But it's too late, baby Your calling is all in vain |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Buenos Noches From A Lonely Room (1988)
I sang Dixie as he died
The people just walked on by as I cried The bottle had robbed him of all his rebel pride So I sang Dixie as he died He said way down yonder in the land of cotton Old times there ain't near as rotten as they are On this damned old L.A. street Then he drew a dying breath And laid his head against my chest Please Lord take his soul back home to Dixie Chorus He said listen to me son while you still can Run back home to that Southern land Don't you see what life here has done to me? Then he closed those old blue eyes And fell limp against my side No more pain, now he's safe back home in Dixie Chorus: I sang Dixie as he died The people just walked on by as I cried The bottle had robbed him of all his rebel pride So I sang Dixie as he died I sang Dixie as he died |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Buenos Noches From A Lonely Room (1988)
My friends tried to tell me you were steppin' around
But I wouldn't hear it, I shut them all down But now I'm a thinkin' you've made a fool out of me 'Cause the words that are slippin' spell grief and misery Chorus: One more name, one more name you call out in your sleep One more name and I'll know it's not a lie One more name, one more name that from your lips does creep One more name and our love will surely die Haunted and tortured by the rumours about you Listening in silence to whispers of truth Deceived by the soft kiss you forge every day While each night those same lips give your secret away Chorus(twice) |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Buenos Noches From A Lonely Room (1988)
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Send me the pillow that you dream on Don't you know that I still care for you Send me the pillow that you dream on So, darlin', I can dream on it, too Each night while I'm sleeping, oh so lonely I'll share your love and dreams that once were true Send me the pillow that you dream on So, darlin', I can dream on it, too Chorus: Send me the pillow that you dream on Maybe time will let our dreams come true Send me the pillow that you dream on So, darlin', I can dream on it, too I've waited so long for you to write me But just a memory is all that is left of you Send me the pillow that you dream on So, darlin', I can dream on it too So, darlin', I can dream on it too |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Buenos Noches From A Lonely Room (1988)
I came here looking for something
I couldn't find anywhere else Hey, I'm not trying to be nobody Just want a chance to be myself I've done a thousand miles of thumbin' I've worn holes in both my heels Trying to find me something better On the streets of Bakersfield Chorus: You don't know me, but you don't like me You say you care less how I feel But how many of you that sit and judge me Have ever walked the streets of Bakersfield? Spent sometime in San Francisco Spent a night there in the can They threw this drunk man in my jail cell Took fifteen dollars from that man Left him my watch and my old house key Don't want folks thinkin' that I'd steal Then I thanked him as I was leaving, and I headed for the streets of Bakersfield Chorus: You don't know me, but you don't like me You say you care less how I feel But how many of you that sit and judge me Have ever walked the streets of Bakersfield? You don't know me, but you don't like me You say you care less how I feel But how many of you that sit and judge me Have ever walked the streets of Bakersfield? How many of you that sit and judge me Have ever walked the streets of Bakersfield? |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Buenos Noches From A Lonely Room (1988)
Chorus:
What I don't know might not hurt me If I stay dumb and no one tells But if I find out that you've been cheatin' What I don't know might get you killed Death row in prison don't look half as bad As a life filled with heartache over you So if you're a playin' those dirty little games You better pray that I don't find out the truth Chorus: Smith and Wesson juries hold a real mean, nasty court And the verdict that they pass is never slow So keep on a wearin' that little poker face 'Cause soon enough your cards will have to show Chorus |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Just Lookin' For A Hit (1989)
Girl you taught me how to hurt real bad
And cry myself to sleep You showed me how this town can shatter dreams Another lesson about a naive fool That came to Babylon And found out that the pie don't taste so sweet Now it's guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music And lonely, lonely streets that I call home Yeah, my guitars, Cadillacs and hillbilly music Is the only thing that keeps me hanging on There ain't no glamor in this tinseled land Of lost and wasted lives And painful scars are all that's left of me But thank you girl for teaching me Brand new ways to be cruel And if I can find my mind now, I guess I'll just leave And it's guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music And lonely, lonely streets that I call home Yeah, my guitars, Cadillacs and hillbilly music Is the only thing that keeps me hanging on Now it's guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music And lonely, lonely streets that I call home Yeah, my guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music Is the only thing that keeps me hanging on It's the only thing that keeps me hanging on It's the only thing that keeps me hanging on |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Just Lookin' For A Hit (1989)
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Well I'm a honky tonk man And I can't seem to stop I love to give the girls a whirl To the music of an old juke box But when my money's all gone, I'm on the telephone singing Hey hey mama can your daddy come home Now I'm living wild and dangerously But I've got plenty of company When the moon comes up And the sun goes down I can't wait to see the lights of town Chorus: 'Cause I'm a honky tonk man And I can't seem to stop I love to give the girls a whirl To the music of an old juke box But when my money's all gone, I'm on the telephone singing Hey hey mama can your daddy come home A pretty little girl and a jug of wine Well that's what it takes to make a honky tonk time With the juke box moaning those honky tonk sounds I can't wait to lay my money down Chorus: 'Cause I'm a honky tonk man And I can't seem to stop I love to give the girls a whirl To the music of an old juke box But when my money's all gone, I'm on the telephone singing Hey hey mama can your daddy come home |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Just Lookin' For A Hit (1989)
I've had to buy back damn near everything I own
From a little man whose name is Saul and has a lotta money to loan I drove a beat up '67 Chevrolet With a torn up seam pokes brand new hole in my back near every day I got a letter from the folks over at Bell Just to let me know my next phone call I'd walk outside and yell Hey, I know my life seems a mess But honey things to me still look real swell 'Cause I've got you to see me through Yeah, I've got you oh, chase my blues I've got you to ease my pain Yeah, I've got you, girl to keep me sane So let them do what they want to do 'Cause it don't matter long as I've got you I've got the landlord breathing down my neck for rent Oh, he don't give a damn about my kids or where the money was spent After all those years of payin' union dues It sure didn't seem to count for much when we got our layoff news I got a note from the man over at the bank Said the next ten gallons of gas I buy won't be going in my tank Hey, I know I might seem near dead But honey I think I might just get well 'Cause I've got you to see me through Yeah, I've got you oh, to chase my blues I've got you to ease my pain Honey I've got you, oh, to keep me sane So let them do what they want to do 'Cause it don't matter long as I've got you Yeah, let them go right ahead and sue 'Cause it don't matter long as I've got you |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Just Lookin' For A Hit (1989)
I sang Dixie as he died
The people just walked on by as I cried The bottle had robbed him of all his rebel pride So I sang Dixie as he died He said way down yonder in the land of cotton Old times there ain't near as rotten as they are On this damned old L.A. street Then he drew a dying breath And laid his head against my chest Please Lord take his soul back home to Dixie Chorus He said listen to me son while you still can Run back home to that Southern land Don't you see what life here has done to me? Then he closed those old blue eyes And fell limp against my side No more pain, now he's safe back home in Dixie Chorus: I sang Dixie as he died The people just walked on by as I cried The bottle had robbed him of all his rebel pride So I sang Dixie as he died I sang Dixie as he died |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Just Lookin' For A Hit (1989)
Little sister don't you, little sister don't you Little sister don't you kiss me once or twice Tell me that it's nice and then you run Yeah, yeah, little sister don't do what your big sister done You know i dated your big sister' Oh, i took her to a show I went for some candy Along came jim dandy And they slipped right out the door Chorus: Little sister don't you, little sister don't you Little sister don't you kiss me once or twice Tell me that it's nice and then you run Yeah, little sister don't do what your big sister done I used to pull down on your pigtails Hey girl, and pinch your turned up nose Oh, but baby you been growin' And lately it's been showin' From your head down to your toes Chorus: Little sister don't you, little sister don't you Little sister don't you kiss me once or twice Tell me that it's nice and then you run Yeah, little sister don't do what your big sister done Every time i see your sister Lord, she's with somebody new Aw, she's mean and she's evil Like a little ol' boll weevil Guess i'll try my luck with you Chorus: Little sister don't you, little sister don't you Little sister don't you kiss me once or twice Tell me that it's nice and then you run Hey, little sister don't you do what your big sister done Well, little sister don't you do what your big sister done Aw, little sister don't you do what your big sister done |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Just Lookin' For A Hit (1989)
You've got your little ways to hurt me You know just how to tear me up And leave me in small pieces on the ground You've got your little ways to hurt me They're not too big but they're real tough Just one cold look from you can knock me down To look at you and me, no one would ever know The pain that i've endured 'cause i won't let it show My friends would laugh out loud if they only knew The truth about how i am just your lovesick fool Chorus: You've got your little ways to hurt me You know just how to tear me up And leave me in small pieces on the ground You've got your little ways to hurt me They're not too big but they're real tough Just one cold look from you can knock me down The sadness in my eyes should somehow be a clue But no one here would ever suspect sweet little you There've been rumors of the truth but i've kept it quiet 'cause i'm too ashamed to let them know you make me cry Chorus: You've got your little ways to hurt me You know just how to tear me up And leave me in small pieces on the ground You've got your little ways to hurt me They're not too big but they're real tough Just one cold look from you can knock me down Yeah your little ways can knock me to the ground |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Just Lookin' For A Hit (1989)
Night wolves moan Winter hills are black I'm all alone Sitting in the back Of a long white cadillac Train whistle cries Lost on its own track I close my eyes Sitting in the back Of a long white cadillac Chorus: Sometimes i blame it on a woman The one that made my poor heart bleed Sometimes i blame it on the money Sometimes i blame it all on me Headlights shine Highway fades to black It's my last ride Sitting in the back Of a long white cadillac Train whistle cries Lost on its own track I close my eyes I ain't never coming back In a long white cadillac In a long white cadillac In a long white cadillac In a long white cadillac In a long white cadillac Bye, bye, baby, i'm gonna take this white trash on down the road |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Just Lookin' For A Hit (1989)
Please, please baby, baby come back home
It's so cold and dark here all alone You come back I promise I'll be good You come home, baby, I'll act like I should I laughed when you packed your bags and told me goodbye I hollered, "I don't need you," oh but honey, that's a lie Please, please baby, baby come back home It's so cold and dark here all alone You come back I promise I'll be good You come home, baby, I'll act like I should If you don't come home dear, I know I'll go insane Sweetheart, I plead guilty, darlin', I'll take all the blame Please, please baby, baby come back home It's so cold and dark here all alone You come back I promise I'll be good You come home, baby, I'll act like I should Please, please baby, baby come back home It's so cold and dark here all alone You come back I promise I'll be good You come home, baby, I'll act like I should You come home, baby, I'll act like I should You come home, baby, I'll act like I should |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Just Lookin' For A Hit (1989)
This old town is filled with sin
It'll swallow you in If you've got some money to burn Take it home right away You've got three years to pay And Satan is waiting his turn The scientists say it'll all wash away But we don't believe anymore 'Cause we've got our recruits In their green mohair suits So please show your I.D. at the door [Chorus] This old earthquake's gonna leave me in the poorhouse It seems like this whole town's insane On the thirty-first floor your gold-plated door Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain A fool came around tried to clean up this town His ideas made some people mad But he trusted in his crowd So he spoke right out loud And they lost the best friend they ever had [Chorus] On the thirty-first floor your gold-plated door Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain |
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from Dwight Yoakam - Just Lookin' For A Hit (1989)
I came here looking for something
I couldn't find anywhere else Hey, I'm not trying to be nobody Just want a chance to be myself I've done a thousand miles of thumbin' I've worn holes in both my heels Trying to find me something better On the streets of Bakersfield Chorus: You don't know me, but you don't like me You say you care less how I feel But how many of you that sit and judge me Have ever walked the streets of Bakersfield? Spent sometime in San Francisco Spent a night there in the can They threw this drunk man in my jail cell Took fifteen dollars from that man Left him my watch and my old house key Don't want folks thinkin' that I'd steal Then I thanked him as I was leaving, and I headed for the streets of Bakersfield Chorus: You don't know me, but you don't like me You say you care less how I feel But how many of you that sit and judge me Have ever walked the streets of Bakersfield? You don't know me, but you don't like me You say you care less how I feel But how many of you that sit and judge me Have ever walked the streets of Bakersfield? How many of you that sit and judge me Have ever walked the streets of Bakersfield? |
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from Dwight Yoakam - If There Was A Way (1990)
He's a dangerous man
He's got blood in his plans Better watch out where you stand 'Cause he's a dangerous man He'll make you believe that he's your friend But don't forget it's just pretend And he's a dangerous man But he'll tell you the right things About all the wrong people He'll smile then he'll say, "Hey, you and me We think just the same" You better make sure that you read All the rules first 'Cause he runs a crooked game And he's a dangerous man And he's got blood in his plans Better watch out where you stand 'Cause he's a dangerous man He'll make you believe that he's your friend But don't forget it's just pretend And he's a dangerous man Yeah, his words are all vain And his promise is empty His message is loud But it ain't meant to be clear He hides all the clues That have left his hands stained and dirty And he'll wash them with your tears 'Cause he's a dangerous man And he's got blood in his plans Better watch out where you stand 'Cause he's a dangerous man He'll make you believe that he's your friend But don't forget it's just pretend And he's a dangerous man |
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from Dwight Yoakam - If There Was A Way (1990)
Honey you sure do it well
But I don't need it done I know if I did it with you It'd be a whole lot of fun I'll send my regrets Oh but I won't hedge my bets I found a real true love Now I don't need it done Baby you sure look fine But I don't need it done So I won't waste your time Better let you run I'll just move along Oh I don't mind waking up all alone 'Cause I found real true love Now I don't need it done I don't need it done Lord, I don't need it done Yeah, I found a real true love Now I don't need it done I don't need it done I don't need it done Yeah, I found a real true love Now I don't need it done Well it's been a long day all right But I don't need it done You say I could stay all night Until the morning comes It's not easy but I've got to give up all you got Yeah I found a real true love Now I don't need it done Don't need it done I don't need it done Yeah, I found a real true love Now I don't need it done I don't need it done I don't need it done Yeah, I found a real true love Now I don't need it done Don't need it done I don't need it done Yeah, I found a real true love I don't need it done I don't need it done I don't need it done Yeah, I found a real true love Now I don't need it done Don't need it done I don't need it done Yeah, I found a real true love Now I don't need it done Don't need it done... |
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from Dwight Yoakam - If There Was A Way (1990)
I was just standing
Alone in this room Surrounded by memories We stopped making too soon I was just standing I was just standing Alone in this room Alone in this room I was just thinking All to myself How I still want you And nobody else I was just thinking I was just thinking All to myself All to myself In this darkness I move slowly Always struggling to be free But I still hear your voice And everywhere I see the choice That's made such a fool of me I was just wondering If there was a way To bring you back to me Maybe things I could say I was just wondering I was just wondering If there was a way |
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from Dwight Yoakam - If There Was A Way (1990)
The only time I feel the pain
Is in the sunshine or the rain And I don't feel no hurt at all Unless you count when teardrops fall I tell the truth 'cept when I lie And it only hurts me when I cry You couldn't tell it by this smile But my recovery took a while I worked for days and nights on end Just to walk and talk again You can't believe the time it takes To heal a heart once it breaks The only time I feel the pain Is in the sunshine or the rain And I don't feel no hurt at all Unless you count when teardrops fall I tell the truth 'cept when I lie And it only hurts me when I cry Oh maybe every now and then I have a small heartache again You wouldn't know to look at me There's tiny scars that you can't see It was a struggle to survive I'm probably lucky I'm alive The only time I feel the pain Is in the sunshine or the rain And I don't feel no hurt at all Unless you count when teardrops fall I tell the truth 'cept when I lie And it only hurts me when I cry I tell the truth 'cept when I lie And it only hurts me when I cry |
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from Dwight Yoakam - If There Was A Way (1990)
Well together we stand
Divided we fall Come on now people let's all get on the ball And work together Come on come on let's work together Hey now people Because together we will stand every boy Every woman and man Make someone happy y'all now Make someone smile Let's all work together and make life worthwhile Let's work together Come on come on let's work together Hey, now people Because together we will stand every boy Every woman and man Well, when things go wrong as they sometimes will When the road that you travel seems all up hill Let's work together Come on come on let's work together Now people Because together we still stand every boy Every woman and man 2 or 3 minutes 2 or 3 hours What does it matter in this life of ours Work together Come on let's work together Now people Because together we will stand every boy Every woman and man Together we stand Divided we fall Come on now people let's all get on the ball And work together Come on come on let's work together Now people Because together we will stand every boy Every woman and man Yeah together we will stand every boy Every woman and man Ah I said together we will stand every boy Every woman and man Yeah together we will stand every boy Every woman and man Yeah I said together we will stand every boy Every woman and man |
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from Dwight Yoakam - If There Was A Way (1990)
I hear you walking across the floor I think that i'm dreaming 'til i hear you shut the door I wake up crying and calling your name Nothing's changed here without you I start every day the same The same old sun comes up to shine On this old bed at the same old time I tell myself he same old lie I've got you off my mind I feel your body lyin' next to mine I reach out in the darkness But you're not there for me to find There's only sorrow, followed by pain Nothing's changed here without you I start every day the same I see your sweet lips softly kiss me goodbye I taste the salt of my tear drops As they fall down from my eyes I take a deep breath But it's only in vain 'cause nothing's changed here without you I start every day the same No, nothing's changed here without you And i start every day the same |
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from Dwight Yoakam - If There Was A Way (1990)
There should be music
Sad, sad music But this silence that you left Is all I have I must have missed a couple days Or just forgotten What went wrong or where it all Fell apart And I know you must have told me You were leavin' It just never crossed my mind You'd take my heart There should be music Sad, sad music The kind the movies have When love like ours goes bad There should be music Sad, sad music But this silence that you left Is all I have I'd swear that I woke up with you This morning But I can see that's it been days Since you were here And every night it still hits home Without a warning As my world becomes a flood of Scalding tears There should be music Sad, sad music As you walk away without Looking back There should be music Sad, sad music But this silence that you left Is all I have There should be music |
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from Dwight Yoakam - If There Was A Way (1990)
Send a message to my heart
On the wings of the wind Let me hear your sweet voice sayin' You love me again Even though we're apart I still hold your memory Send a message to my heart To keep you here with me Darlin' when you're all alone Tell me do you think of me Does my name touch your lips Am I still in your dreams Do your arms reach out for mine In the still of the night Do you wish that I was with you When you turn out the lights Send a message to my heart On the wings of the wind Let me hear your sweet voice sayin' You love me again Even though we're apart I still hold your memory Send a message to my heart To keep you here with me All these moments alone Make me realize Just how empty this old world is Without you in my life Our day is yet to come And our love is so sweet Send a message to my heart To keep you here with me Send a message to my heart On the wings of the wind Let me hear your sweet voice sayin' You love me again Even though we're apart I still hold your memory Send a message to my heart To keep you here with me Send a message to my heart To keep you here with me |
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from Dwight Yoakam - If There Was A Way (1990)
Since I started drinkin' again
Since I started drinkin' again (Hey girl) I ain't shed one lousy tear over you Since I started drinkin' again Well I know that the neighbours are all a-talkin' They swear that I have lost my mind Ah but they do not know That I've just gained control Of all the heartache that you left behind Since I started drinkin' again Since I started drinkin' again (Ah girl) Well I ain't shed one lousy tear over you Since I started drinkin' again Well I know that the boss is a-gonna fire me When I stumble in late to work again Ah but surprise will replace that old scowl on his face When he sees that I do not give a damn Since I started drinkin' again Since I started drinkin' again (Hey girl) Well I ain't shed one lousy tear over you Since I started drinkin' again Well I ain't shed one lousy tear over you Since I started drinkin' Since I started drinkin' Since I started drinkin' again (Hey girl) |
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from Dwight Yoakam - If There Was A Way (1990)
Takes a lot to rock you baby
It takes a lot to make you smile It takes a lot to rock you baby, yeah You make me crawl the extra mile So much for wishful thinkin' So much for beginner's luck It takes a lot to rock you baby When it comes to love you're double tough And it takes a lot to rock you baby It takes a lot to make you smile It takes a lot to rock you baby, yeah You make me crawl the extra mile Little things that used to please you Are all the things that I do wrong It takes a lot to rock you baby Tried my damnedest all night long My baby drives a big Rolls Royce 'Cause my baby says she got no choice And my baby wears big ol' diamond rings 'Cause my baby she says she need them things Takes a lot to rock you baby It takes a lot to make you smile It takes a lot to rock you baby, yeah You make me crawl the extra mile Takes a lot to rock you baby It takes a lot to make you smile It takes a lot to rock you baby, yeah You make me crawl the extra mile Takes a lot to rock you baby, yeah It takes a lot to make you smile It takes a lot to rock you baby, yeah You make me crawl the extra mile Takes a lot to rock you baby, yeah It takes a lot to make you smile It takes a lot to rock you baby, yeah It takes a lot to make you smile Takes a lot to rock you baby, yeah It takes a lot to make you smile It takes a lot to rock you baby, yeah It takes a lot to make you smile |
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from Dwight Yoakam - If There Was A Way (1990)
Take a rock tie a rope
Throw it down in the sea Let it fall to the bottom Nobody knows how deep Stare real hard through the water And you might just perceive The distance between you and me The distance between you and me Take a map of the world And measure with your hand All of the miles Across all of the land Write it down add it up And you might understand About the distance between you and me The distance between you and me I lie awake and hear you breathing Only inches from me in this bed Not much space but it's all that we needed To live alone now that our love is dead I lie awake and hear you breathing Only inches from me in this bed Not much space but it's all that we needed To live alone now that our love is dead Climb the Earth's tallest mountain To where it reaches the sky Take a gun fire a bullet Straight up out of sight Where it stops in the heaven Well that ain't half as high As the distance between you and me The distance between you and me |
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from Dwight Yoakam - If There Was A Way (1990)
I pay rent on a run-down place
There ain't no view but there's lots of space In my heart The heart that you own I pay the rent Pay it right on time Baby I pay you every single dime For my heart The heart that you own Used to be I could love here for free Way back before you bought the property Now I pay daily on what once was mine Lord I probably owe you For the tears that I cry 'Cause I pay rent on a run-down place There ain't no view but there's lots of space In my heart The heart that you own I struggle each night to find a new way To pay what I owe Just so I can stay I ain't overdue So you can't throw me out I've loved here for years Don't know where I'd go now 'Cause I pay rent on a run-down place There ain't no view but there's lots of space In my heart The heart that you own |
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from Dwight Yoakam - If There Was A Way (1990)
Well I'm back again for another night
Of trying to break free from the sadness I can't lay to rest This old honky-tonk sure does feel like home And the music and the laughter seem to soothe my loneliness (So) Turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose From (The/Her) memory that's driving me lonely, crazy and blue It helps me to forget her so the louder the better Hey mister turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose Now if a tear should fall if I should whisper her name To some stranger I'm holdin' while we're dancin' to an old Buck Owen's song I know she won't mind she won't even know 'Cause she'll be dancing with a memory crying teardrops Her own (So) Turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose From (The/Her) memory that's driving me lonely, crazy and blue It helps me to forget her so the louder the better Hey mister turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose (So) Turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose From (The/Her) memory that's driving me lonely, crazy and blue It helps me to forget her so the louder the better Hey mister turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose |
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from Dwight Yoakam - If There Was A Way (1990)
Chorus: You're the one You're the one That made me cry You're the one That laughed at me Then said goodbye You're the one You're the one That made me blue So how's it feel Now that you're the one It's happened to Now you're back calling me with open arms What happened to the one you met with all that charm You say he's gone snd you're alone well that's a shame But if you think real hard i know you'll see just who's to blame Chorus: You're the one You're the one That made me cry You're the one That laughed at me Then said goodbye You're the one You're the one That made me blue So how's it feel Now that you're the one It's happened to You're begging me to think about the love we shared Yet it seems to me not too long ago you didn't care The love you left no longer lives within my heart The game you played so recklessly tore it all apart Chorus: You're the one You're the one That made me cry You're the one That laughed at me Then said goodbye You're the one You're the one That made me blue So how's it feel Now that you're the one It's happened to Oh tell me how's it feel now that you're the one How's it feel to be the one How's it feel now that you're the one it's happening to You're the one Oh, oh, you're the one Yeah, you're the one You're the one You're the one Oh, oh, you're the one You're the one You're the one |
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from Deadicated: A Tribute To The Grateful Dead [omnibus] (1991)
Truckin' - got my chips cashed in
Keep Truckin' - like the doodah man Together - more or less in line Just keep truckin' on Arrows of neon and flashing marquees out on Main Street Chicago, New York, Detroit, it's all the same street Your typical city involved in a typical daydream Hang it up and see what tomorrow brings Dallas - got a soft machine Houston - too close to New Orleans New York - got the ways and means But just won't let you be Most of the cats you meet on the street speak of True Love Most of the time they're sittin' and cryin' at home One of these days they know they gotta get goin' Out of the door and down to the street all alone Truckin' - like the doodah man Once told me you got to play your hand Sometimes - the cards ain't worth a damn If you don't lay 'em down Sometimes the light's all shining on me Other times I can barely see Lately it occurs to me What a long strange trip it's been Hey, what in the world ever became of sweet Jane? She lost her sparkle, you know she isn't the same Living on reds, vitamin see and cocaine All a friend can say is "Ain't it a shame" Truckin' - up to Buffalo Been thinkin' - you got to mellow slow Take time - you pick a place to go And just keep truckin' on Sitting and staring out of a hotel window Got a tip they're kicking the door in again I'd like to get some sleep before I travel But if you got a warrant I guess you're gonna come in Busted - down on Bourbon Street Set up - like a bowling pin Knocked down - it gets to wearing thin They just won't let you be You're sick of hanging around and you'd like to travel Get tired of traveling, you'd like to settle down I guess they can't revoke your soul for trying Get out of the door - light out and look all around Sometimes the light's all shining on me Other times I can barely see Lately it occurs to me What a long strange trip it's been Truckin' - I'm a goin' home Whoa - oh, baby, back where I belong Back home - sit down and patch my bones And get back truckin' on |
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from Dwight Yoakam - This Time (1993)
I'm a thousand miles from nowhere
Time don't matter to me 'Cause I'm a thousand miles from nowhere And there's no place I want to be I got heartaches in my pocket I got echoes in my head And all that I keep hearing Are the cruel cruel things that you said I'm a thousand miles from nowhere Time don't matter to me 'Cause I'm a thousand miles from nowhere And there's no place I want to be Oh, I Oh, I Oh, I Oh, I Oh, I Oh, I Oh, I Oh, I I got bruises on my memory I got tear stains on my hands And in the mirror there's a vision Of what used to be a man I'm a thousand miles from nowhere Time don't matter to me 'Cause I'm a thousand miles from nowhere And there's no place I want to be I'm a thousand miles from nowhere Time don't matter to me 'Cause I'm a thousand miles from nowhere And there's no place I want to be I'm a thousand miles from nowhere Time don't matter to me 'Cause I'm a thousand miles from nowhere And there's no place I want to be I'm a thousand miles from nowhere Time don't matter to me 'Cause I'm a thousand miles from nowhere And there's no place I want to be I'm a thousand miles from nowhere Time don't matter to me 'Cause I'm a thousand miles from nowhere And there's no place I want to be |
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from Dwight Yoakam - This Time (1993)
You keep calling me On the telephone You say you're all alone Well, that's too bad You keep leavin' Notes stuck on my door Guess you're hungry for some more Girl that's too bad 'cause i ain't that lonely yet No i ain't that lonely yet After what you put me through No, i ain't that lonely yet Once there was this Spider in my bed I got caught up in her web Of love and lies She spun her chains Around my heart and soul Never to let go But i survived 'cause i ain't that lonely yet No i ain't that lonely yet After what you put me through I ain't that lonely yet There's nothing left That you can do To try and bring me 'round 'cause everything you do Just brings me down Oh, and i ain't that lonely yet No i ain't that lonely yet After what you put me through Oh, i ain't that lonely yet Hey, i ain't that lonely yet No i ain't that lonely yet After what you put me through Oh, i ain't that lonely yet |
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from Dwight Yoakam - This Time (1993)
Maybe someday I'll be strong
Maybe it won't take long I'll be the one who's tough You'll be the one who's got it rough It won't be long and Maybe I'll be real strong Maybe I'll do things right Maybe I'll start tonight You'll learn to cry like me Baby let's just wait and see Maybe I'll start tonight And do things right You'll control me And oh so boldly Rule me 'til I'm free 'Til the pain that shakes me Finally makes me Get up off of my knees Maybe I'll be as fast as you Maybe I'll break hearts too I think that you'll slow down When your turn to hurt comes around Maybe I'll break hearts And be as fast as you You'll control me And oh so boldly Rule me 'til I'm free 'Til the pain that shakes me Finally makes me Get up off of my knees Maybe I'll be as fast as you Maybe I'll break hearts too I think that you'll slow down When your turn to hurt comes around Maybe I'll break hearts And be as fast as you |
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from Dwight Yoakam - This Time (1993)
Home for sale that's much too large
Too many rooms, big ole empty yard Far more space than the owner needs Price includes all memories Home for sale, restored like new Just a place two lives outgrew A change in heart forces move away Would like to keep but just can't stay Listen close and you might hear the sound Of what you think is rainfall leaking down Roof is fine, set aside your fears It's just a few remaining tears Home for sale not all that old Family's dream stands dark and cold Scenic views that go for free Of all the love that used to be Home for sale that's much too large |
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from Dwight Yoakam - This Time (1993)
As you look into my eyes
and tell those empty lies I'll pretend they're true 'Cause that's what I do As you sit and hold my hand And smile at other men I'll pretend I'm blind 'Cause I'm just that kind I'm the king of fools And I'll always reign Over loneliness and pain The king of fools wears his crown Wherever misery can be found I'm the king of fools And I'll always reign Over loneliness and pain The king of fools wears his crown Wherever misery can be found As you walk away with him And I lose in love again I'll pretend to see That you're still with me But I'll be there all alone Like a king upon a throne 'Cause I'm the king of fools I'm the king of fools |
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from Dwight Yoakam - This Time (1993)
Where did I go wrong
You know I've never had a clue I must have just been born no good 'Cause bad's the best that I can do Was it just my fate in life To end up here this way Lost and all alone One more black lamb That's gone astray Lonesome roads are the only kind I ever travel Empty rooms are the only place I ever stay I'm just a face out in the crowd that looks like trouble Poor ol' worthless me is the only friend I ever made Lonesome roads are the only kind I ever travel Empty rooms are the only place I ever stay I'm just a face out in the crowd that looks like trouble Poor ol' worthless me is the only friend I ever made |
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from Dwight Yoakam - This Time (1993)
Inside the pocket of a clown
Is a sad place to hang around Just watching smiles turn into frowns Inside the pocket of a clown Inside the heartache of a fool You'll learn things they don't teach in school And lessons there can be real cruel Inside the heartache of a fool Hollow lies, make a thin disguise As little drops of truth fall from your eyes --- Instrumental --- Hollow lies, make a thin disguise As little drops of truth fall from your eyes Inside a memory from the past Lives every love that didn't last Sweet dreams can start to fade real fast Inside a memory from the past It's a real sad place to hang around Inside the pocket of a clown... |
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from Dwight Yoakam - This Time (1993)
This time
Is the last time That I'll ever call her name This time Is the last time That I'll ever play her game And this time Is the last time That I'll endure this pain 'Cause this time Is the last time She'll ever hurt me again I tell myself each morning That we're through But every night I see That it's not true I run out And track her down Just so I can hang around And cry This time Is the last time That I'll ever call her name This time Is the last time That I'll ever play her game And this time Is the last time That I'll endure this pain 'Cause this time Is the last time She'll ever hurt me again Come on heart let's make believe we're fine We'll both agree the pain's just in our mind I'll close my eyes and try not to hear The things I'll say when she appears To haunt me This time Is the last time That I'll ever call her name This time Is the last time That I'll ever play her game And this time Is the last time That I'll endure this pain 'Cause this time Is the last time She'll ever hurt me again |
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from Dwight Yoakam - This Time (1993)
Try not to look so pretty
The next time that we meet Please don't look so pretty And I won't act so weak Please don't look so pretty You're lovely but it's just cruel Try not to look so pretty And I'll try not to be your fool You walk in and steal my mind But who gave you the right To treat me like some useless thought You know away each night Please don't look so pretty You're lovely but it's just cruel Try not to look so pretty And I'll try not to be your fool You make it hard on me But I'll try to pretend That you're just a lovesick dream That always has to end Please don't look so pretty You're lovely but it's just cruel Try not to look so pretty And I'll try not to be your fool |
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from Dwight Yoakam - This Time (1993)
Two doors down there's a jukebox
That plays all night long Real sad songs All about me and you Two doors down there's a barmaid That serves 'em real strong Here lately That's how I make it through Two doors down there's a heartache That once was my friend Two doors down there's a memory That won't ever end Two doors down there's a barstool That knows me by name And we sit here together And wait for you Two doors down there's a bottle Where I take out my shame And hold it up For the whole world to view Two doors down there's a pay phone But no calls come in Two doors down there's a memory That won't ever end From the hotel to the barroom Is just a stumble and a fall And sometimes when it gets bad I've been known to crawl Freedom from sorrow Is just two doors away I'll escape for a short time But I know I can't stay Two doors down is where they'll find me When you're finally through Taking what's left of my life Two doors down is where they'll leave me When payment comes due For the hours I've spent there each night Two doors down I'll be forgotten But until then Two doors down there's a memory That won't ever end |
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from Dwight Yoakam - This Time (1993)
I walked in
There said slim Cleaning up his memory with some sapphire gin Mr. Paine grabbed my arm Pulled me aside And said kid are you ready for the wild ride I looked up There she stood I said if you didn't look so great I'd say you look good She took her hand Ran it up my thigh And said cowboy you ready for the wild ride Come on now junior take the wild ride See can you make it on the wild ride Don't try no shakin' on the wild ride 'Cause things start breakin' on the wild ride Layin' on the highway I saw my mind In tiny little pieces thrown from side to side My heart was shattered along with my pride Guess you can't keep 'em the wild ride Come on now junior take the wild ride See can you make it on the wild ride Don't try no shakin' on the wild ride 'Cause things start breakin' on the wild ride I was crawlin' 'cross the floor I was trying to leave When I felt something tuggin' what was left of my sleeve I heard a little voice with a gold-plated vibe Say I bought a ticket on the wild ride Come on junior take the wild ride See can we make it on the wild ride Let's try to shake it on the wild ride We might just break it on the wild ride Come on junior take the wild ride See can we make it on the wild ride Let's try to shake it on the wild ride We might just break it on the wild ride Come on come on Take me on the wild ride See can you make me on the wild ride Come on an' shake me on the wild ride You might just break me on the wild ride |
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