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from Kindred Spirits: A Tribute To The Songs Of Johnny Cash [tribute] (2005) | |||||
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from Charlie Robison - I Want You Bad (2001) | |||||
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from Charlie Robison - I Want You Bad (2001)
Now when I was young my
Momma read me nursery rhymes beside my bed Though they sounded mighty fine they made no sense to me Now that I am all grown up it seems my nights have changed such So I went out and made me up a nursery rhyme for me [Chorus] It goes bar light bar bright First bar that I see tonight Wish I may wish I might Find someone to hold me tight Hey diddle diddle a man with a fiddle and the Girls sings along with the tune Just a one more dance til you turn off the lights and You can shut down this saloon Well I never understood How a big ole gal could raise no kids in a shoe And any old jack that goes jumping a candle Needs to find something better to do Rub a dub dub 3 men in a tub sure sounds kinda funny to me So I made up a honky tonk nursery rhyme And it's the only one I'll sing [Chorus] Well I never understood How a big ole gal could raise no kids in a shoe And any old jack that goes jumping a Candle needs to find something better to do Rub a dub dub 3 men in a tub sure sounds kinda funny to me So I made up a honky tonk nursery rhyme And it's the only one I'll sing |
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from Charlie Robison - Life Of The Party (1998) | |||||
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from Charlie Robison - Life Of The Party (1998)
Well, I wish I had my picture on The Rolling Stone today
I wish that The Enquirer spread a rumor that I was gay Well, I wish I had some buddies, some movie stars and such 'Cause I probably wouldn't worry about the two of us as much And I'd spend all my money on caviar and cocaine And I would not remember how you broke my heart today You know I, I wish I had a super model so skinny and so wild And a waitress in Nevada, she says she's carrying my child Well I'd drive down Sunset Boulevard, my hair blowin' in the wind And I'd stop at fancy restaurants and they'd finally let me in And I'd spend all my money on caviar and cocaine And I would not remember how you broke my heart today Yeah, I wish I had my picture with the Rolling Stones today And I wish The Enquirer would spread a rumor that I was gay I wish I knew a movie star, someone like Charlie Sheen 'Cause if he'd hang out with Kato Kaelin well I guess he'd hang out with me And I'd spend all my money on caviar and Rogaine And I would not remember how you broke my heart today |
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from Charlie Robison - Life Of The Party (1998)
Now when I was young my
Momma read me nursery rhymes beside my bed Though they sounded mighty fine they made no sense to me Now that I am all grown up it seems my nights have changed such So I went out and made me up a nursery rhyme for me [Chorus] It goes bar light bar bright First bar that I see tonight Wish I may wish I might Find someone to hold me tight Hey diddle diddle a man with a fiddle and the Girls sings along with the tune Just a one more dance til you turn off the lights and You can shut down this saloon Well I never understood How a big ole gal could raise no kids in a shoe And any old jack that goes jumping a candle Needs to find something better to do Rub a dub dub 3 men in a tub sure sounds kinda funny to me So I made up a honky tonk nursery rhyme And it's the only one I'll sing [Chorus] Well I never understood How a big ole gal could raise no kids in a shoe And any old jack that goes jumping a Candle needs to find something better to do Rub a dub dub 3 men in a tub sure sounds kinda funny to me So I made up a honky tonk nursery rhyme And it's the only one I'll sing |
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from Charlie Robison - Life Of The Party (1998)
Well, I had a buddy back in '81,
And we made ourselves a pact. We were headin' for the new pipeline, We were never comin' back. Well we worked 80 hours making time and a half, But La Grange was too damn hot. We drove back home at the end of that week And we spent it all on pot. [Chorus] So I'll see you in Houston, If I ever get out that way, I'll see you in Dallas, But I won't have long to stay, If you're ever out west son, And you're feeling like slowing down, I'll see you around, Around my hometown. Well, I played ball every single fall, I could run just like the wind. Went to college like they asked me too But they didn't ask my friends. Don't think I seen a single classroom, But I drank a lot of beer. My buddies still love to listen to me when I talk about that year. [Chorus] Now I got myself a little band, And we're pretty good I guess But I never learned how to wear my hair, And I never learned how to dress. So I'm leaving for the last time honey, I'm never more to roam. Gonna pack my bags a little heavy this time gonna head my ass back home. So I'll see you in Nashville, If I ever get out that way. I'll see you in Austin, But I won't have long to stay, If you're ever out west son, And you're feeling like slowin down. I'll see you around, Around my hometown. I'll see you around, Around my hometown. |
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from Charlie Robison - Life Of The Party (1998)
Don't call me a fool
I know where she's been When they turn on those lights in town She'll go there again There's no need in crying You don't make the rules I know where she's going So don't call me a fool Well, I don't know the reason That you seem to care About my new heartache Well, I know it's not fair But I'd rather hold her Whenever I can Than live with the lonely Of making a stand Don't call me a fool I know where she's been When they turn on those lights in town She'll go there again There's no need in crying You don't make the rules I know where she's going So don't call me a fool Well, I guess I'll be leaving You won't see me around Well, I hope I'll be somewhere But I can't be found Don't you feel guilty For something you said When they find my darling With that hole in her head Don't call me a fool I know where she's been When they turn on those lights in town She'll go there again There's no need in crying You don't make the rules I know where she's going So don't call me a fool I know where she's going So don't call me a fool |
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from Charlie Robison - Life Of The Party (1998)
I love the sweet little thing, she was just sixteen
Pretty as the stars above But her mom snuck up to my pick-up truck I was snatched from the arms of love I had a class full of sass disguised as math The only reason I showed up But the man with the chalk sent me for a walk I was snatched from your arms of love Snatched from the arms of love Never gonna get me enough Of the sweet little thing that your baby brings When you're snatched from the arms of love Well, I've been working real hard on a Valentine's card Sent it with my bills and stuff But the postman snapshot a hole in his shack I was snatched from the arms of love Snatched from the arms of love Never gonna get me enough Of the sweet little thing that your baby brings When you're snatched from the arms of love I knew a dancer named Star, and she love guitar Her dresses fit her like a glove But my best friend Phil got a record deal I was snatched from the arms of love Snatched from the arms of love Never gonna get me enough Of the sweet little thing that your baby brings When you're snatched from the arms of love Snatched from the arms of love Never gonna get me enough Of the sweet little thing that your baby brings When you're snatched from the arms of love Of the sweet little thing that your baby brings When you're snatched from the arms of love |
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from Charlie Robison - Life Of The Party (1998)
Well, I loved a girl
She lived out in Pecos, and pretty as she could be And I worked the rigs on out in Odessa To give her whatever she needs But that girl, she run with an oil company bum 'Cause the diamond was not on her hand And he left her soon 'neath the big loving moon To go out and X-ray the land Now I sit in my car at the New Rainbow Bar downtown And the frost on the windshield shines toward the sky Like a thousand tiny diamonds in the lights of loving county Well, l walked in that bar and I drank myself crazy Thinking about her and that man When in walked a woman, looking richer than sin And ten years worth of work on her hand Well, I followed her home and when she was alone Well, I put my gun to her head And I don't recall what happened next at all But now that rich woman, she is dead Now I drive down the highway Ten miles from my sweet baby's arms And the moon is so bright it don't look like night And the diamond how it sparkles in the lights of loving county But she opened that door and I knelt on the floor And I put that ring in her hand Then she said, "I do" and she'd leave with me soon To the rigs out in South Alabama Well, I told her to hide that ring there inside And wait 'til the timing was good And I drove back home and I was alone 'Cause I thought that she understood The next night an old friend just called me to wish us both well He said, he'd seen her downtown, sashaying around And her diamond how it sparkled in the lights of loving county Well that sheriff, he found me out wandering All around El Paso the very next day You see, I'd lost my mind on that broken white line Before I even reached Balmorhea Well, now she's in Fort Worth and she's just giving birth To the son of that oil company man And they buried that poor old sheriff's dead wife With the ring that I stole on her hand And sometimes they let me look up at that East Texas sky And the rain on the pines, oh Lord, how it shines Like my darling's little diamond in the lights of loving county |
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from Charlie Robison - Life Of The Party (1998) | |||||
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from Charlie Robison - Life Of The Party (1998)
My little brother was just ten years old
When we hit bad weather and hid in the hole We could see Texas was only a mile And oh, little brother, I remember your smile At Indianola My dad built a sawmill of Cypreses and stone It was here on Madena that we made our home The year 1850 and I sent for my girl Oh Fraulein, come meet me in this brand new world At Indianola The war they call civil had barely begun Me and my cousins decided we'd run Up through Louisianan to meet up with Grant But one hundred damn rebels shot us there in the sand At Indianola They said up in New York, the stock market fell And the life they was livin' was shot all to hell But we ain't seen nothin' no different than dust Sept the wheels on the wagon all covered with rust At Indianola And that scrape with old Hitler was over and done And I wondered if I could kill kin with my gun But we sat there in Paris in a little caf??짤 And as they toasted Truman, I drifted away To Indianola But it's fifty years later and nobody cares About some old city that ain't even there Well, my sons moved to Houston And they work in the Gulf With seven days on and seven days off Well I work for the doctor that bought our old ranch From first quality federal the foreclosures branch And he calls me hillbilly and he laughs at my hair But the cancer will get him if anything's fair And I'll take his ashes and throw from my boat As they crossed that ocean I'm going to float To find me another Indianola Indianola Indianola |
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from Charlie Robison - Life Of The Party (1998)
I will see you in the morning
When the moonlight leaves the trees But I will always feel the embers Of the flames in Tennessee I was sleeping when they came knocking They said boy you better leave Said South Nashville is rocking And they can't get no relief So I run and put my pants on And I run to get my car But the flames they was a rising And I didn't get to far There was a black man on the corner He said boy just turn away I got a gun here in my pocket And I will take your life away So I showed the man your picture And I said we had a son And I was just up here from Texas I wasn't hurting anyone So I run out to the highway And I finally caught a ride With some white trash outta towner With his wife and kids inside So I sit here on the roadside And I talk to your machine I can see the flames a rising Over Nashville Tennessee Well, don't go out looking on your TV They gonna keep this all discreet They will never tell the secrets Of the flames in Tennessee You know I hope she don't discover That this all was all just a lie But If I don't get home to see her Then my heart will surely die I will see you in the morning When the moonlight leaves the trees But I will always feel the embers Of The flames in Tennessee The night they burned down Nashville Tennessee ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By ROBISON, CHARLIE <i>Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.</i> |
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from Charlie Robison - Step Right Up (2001) | |||||
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from Charlie Robison - Step Right Up (2001) | |||||
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from Charlie Robison - Step Right Up (2001) | |||||
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from Charlie Robison - Step Right Up (2001)
Jackie went to high school
In a little Texas town He finished up and spent the most of next year bummin' around He couldn't find a job to hold So on a Friday night He figured he could see the world and buy a 4-wheel drive If he'd join the army Cause these are desperate times Well he came back four years later A little higher off the ground Things there hadn't changed And that just really got him down So he went off to San Antone An hour to the east And got a job workin' for the San Antone police Well he had a pistol now Cause these are desperate times Well ol Jackie he got married But his ends they wouldn't meet His wife worked at the Texas Commerce Bank just up the street Jackie got an idea To get him outta debt And they could live the good life And drive a new Corvette If he'd rob the bank he said Cause these are desperate times Well he had planned the whole thing And while his baby worked He came in after hours In a black ski mask and shirt She told him where the money was And thats just where he went The minute that he saw it he already had it spent Well it wasn't easy But these are desperate times Well he drove off to Bandera Cause that was his hometown He had it in his mind just where he'd lay that money down He went out to his mom's house And Jack went up the hill To bury that old suitcase full of hundred dollar bills Well he'd let it sit a while Cause these are desperate times Well the bank they called the g-men Cause they were insured by the Fed And Jill she rolled on Jack Cause she was in above her head The g-men gave Jack wind of this When they made his arrest And he asked her why she turned on the one that she loved best Well it wasn't easy Jack But these are desperate times Yeah ain't that what you always said These are desperate times |
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from Charlie Robison - Step Right Up (2001) | |||||
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from Charlie Robison - Step Right Up (2001) | |||||
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from Charlie Robison - Step Right Up (2001)
My name is John O'Reilly
And my father worked the fields In the hills of old Kilarny Where I helped him turn the wheels My arms grew hard as iron for a boy of 17 And I used my fists for gambling in those wet Kilarny streets Well the ship left for America and I brought my pack aboard Said goodbye to my dear Ireland said a prayer to my dear Lord I fought those sorry guineas in the kitchen they called hell I fought them for their dollar and those guineas paid me well [Chorus] Fair thee well fair Dover Fair thee well your seasons turn For my pockets will be jingling on the day of my return The day of my return I fought in New York City and I fought the Jersey shore My gut stayed full of whiskey and my bed stayed full of whores They called my right a cannonball and my left they called the same I left em' all lyin' half in blood and half in shame I met a man on '32 and he stuck out his hand And he offered me a thousand if I'd fall before his man I said it could be done but only for another two He smiled at me and nodded as I stuck it in my shoe [Chorus] They rang the bell two times before I let him have my nose And I let him work my left until my eye was swollen closed Then I let loose a right that they still talk about today For that guinea didn't know that I had bet the other way They covered every dock and every port there on the coast Looking for that double crosser who had turned into a ghost But I was on a train my friend that rode the other way And i'll sail from California back to Dublin one fine day |
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from Charlie Robison - Step Right Up (2001) | |||||
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from Charlie Robison - Step Right Up (2001)
Well, I hear that old John Deere tractor
At the low water bridge Pulling the young drinkers across He's dragging so many on this Saturday night I can smell that old tractor's exhaust But the rain on the roof sounds so pretty And the cowboys are fearful the most But Deena done broke from his ragged old pen It's making a run for the coast Well, there's a place down on Main Street Right across from the bank Somebody drew one on the line About twenty foot up on that Frontier Hotel Where crested back in twenty-nine Well, this city took most of this little old town 'Cause we live on what they call the flame Well, I read all about it in the cafe downtown Where they got that old newspaper frame But the rain on the roof sounds so pretty The cowboys are fearful the most But Deena done broke from his ragged old pen It's making a run for the coast My grandmother called about ten minutes ago Like she does almost every night She said they come home way early from the old rodeo When a big boat had knocked off the lights Well, she said a cowboy got buckin' Just before it went dark On a boat that they called 'Chequered Tree' And ain't nobody's saw if he finished his ride So I guess I'll forget about sleep But the rain on the roof sounds so pretty And the cowboys are fearful the most But Deena done broke from his ragged old pen It's making a run for the coast But Deena done broke from his ragged old pen It's making a run for the coast |
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from Charlie Robison - Step Right Up (2001)
[Chorus]
Well they call me the life of the party They call her the belle of the ball Well we start before anybody And I promise we'll outlast them all Well it started when I was in high school My mom and my dad taught me well A bottle of wine at Thanksgiving And a valum when Grandma raised hell Sso I had some champaigne at a wedding I belive that they called it Cold Duck And they girl I'd been eyeing all evening She took me round back and we sucked down the rest of that bottle And things really started to click Well we kissed on the boxes of liquor And she reached down and grabbed her some dickle and added some cola Far be it for me should I pass For I thought that if I drank another I'd certainly need me some Aspirin on the next morning I'd tried not to make me a sound 'cause the girl who was sleeping beside me had gained herself two-hundred Pounding on my bedroom window My Dad yelled to jump out of bed But she woke up from all the commotion Insisting she'd give me some headlines she'd read in the paper She said it had been yesterday They said if you use moderation My mornings could all be this way [Chorus] |