• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• AIN'T GOT TIME - Br5-49
• When I Come Home - Br5-49
• No Train To Memphis - Br5-49
• No Friend Of Mine - Br5-49
• Movin' The Country - Br5-49
• Lower Broad St. Blues - Br5-49
• Br5-49 - Br5-49
• Let Jesus Make You Breakfast - Br5-49
• Leave It Alone - Br5-49
• I'M ALL RIGHT - Br5-49
• I Aint Never - Br5-49
• Honky Tonkin' Lifestyle - Br5-49
• Hickory Wind - Br5-49
• Even If It's Wrong - Br5-49
• Crazy Arms - Br5-49
• A-1 On The Jukebox - Br5-49
• Cajun Persuasion - Br5-49
• Bottom Of Priority - Br5-49
• One Long Saturday Night - Br5-49
• Poison - Br5-49
• Uneasy Rider - Br5-49
• Different Drum - Br5-49
• Six Days On The Road - Br5-49
• Georgia On A Fast Train - Br5-49
• You Are The Queen - Br5-49
• Too Lazy To Work Too Nervous To Steal - Br5-49
• Are You Gettin' Tired Of Me - Br5-49
• While You Were Gone - Br5-49
• A Little Good News - Br5-49
• Knoxville Girl - Br5-49
• Way Too Late - Br5-49
• Run A Mile - Br5-49
• That's What I Get - Br5-49
• Tangled In The Pines - Br5-49
• She's Talking To Someone - Br5-49
• After The Hurricane - Br5-49
• Lifetime To Prove - Br5-49
• I'm Going Down - Br5-49
• Honky Tonk Song - Br5-49
• Cherokee Boogie - Br5-49

Well it don't matter if I get my picture
On the cover of a magazine
You'll never know that I always try to do things right
Well it ain't no sweat if I always forget to get
Caught up in the small town scene
'Cause life's too short and I'm gonna get it straight tonight
Well I ain't got time, ain't got time
I've got to go on living 'cause I ain't got time to die
Well the man always preaches that I ain't got Jesus
And my soul's got a stain to clean
But there ain't no way to pay to get sanctified
But it's no big deal and you know I
That feel it's real and it can't be seen
'Cause time slips away and that's one thing you can't buy
Well I ain't got time, ain't got time
I've got to go on living 'cause I ain't got time to die
Well it don't matter if I get my picture
On the cover of a magazine
You'll never know that I always try to do things right
Well it ain't no sweat if I always forget to get
Caught up in the small town scene
'Cause life's too short and I'm gonna get it straight tonight
Well I ain't got time, ain't got time
I've got to go on living 'cause I ain't got time to die
Well I ain't got time, ain't got time

Well, I smoked and drank another night away
I hit it pretty hard again yesterday
But I was only waitin' up to hear you say
"You'd better watch out where you're walkin'"
So I tip toe around everywhere I go
Home from the place where the good times roll
Holdin' my shoes standin' at the back door
When I come home from honky tonkin'
When I come home, when I come home
When I come home from honky tonkin'
Well, I was thrown in the back of a Country Squire
I hit my head on an amplifier
Sleepin' on the bass and the spare tire
I can feel that highway rockin'
And so I'm waitin' on the end of another spree
I hope you're waitin' right there for me
Save a little bit of your love for me
When I come home from honky tonkin'
When I come home, when I come home
When I come home from honky tonkin'
When I come home, when I come home

Well lightning struck at midnight with the thunder and the rain
My sleep was interrupted by the rhythm of a train
I asked of the conductor where this old train was bound
He punched my ticket then he whispered, "Memphis Town"
But there ain't no train to Memphis anymore
You've got to take the highway when you go
Well them rusty tracks from Nashville
Lay beside that stretch of road
But there ain't no train to Memphis any more
Well I pinched myself and crossed my heart to see if it was real
Or was I just imagining the grinding of the wheels
I swore I heard that whistle and the clic-kity clack
As I rode that phantom streamline on a west bound track
Because there ain't no train to Memphis anymore
You've got to take the highway when you go
Well them rusty tracks from Nashville
Lay beside that stretch of road
But there ain't no train to Memphis any more
Well we cruised into the delta like we woke up from a dream
I felt a bit confused 'cause I was blinded by the steam
Well I said, "I come from Nashville and I just got off the train"
And that driver looked at me as if he thought I was insane
Because there ain't no train to Memphis anymore
You've got to take the highway when you go
Well them rusty tracks from Nashville
Lay beside that stretch of road

You gotta four piece band and a L.A. tan
You smile at me and you shake my hand
But I got something baby that you need
You'll stab me in the back just to watch me bleed
Always tellin' me about what you got
Always buggin' me about what I'm not
Always comin' off like some big shot
Wasting my precious time
I said, no no no that ain't no friend of mine
I said, no no no that ain't no friend of mine
I said, no no no that ain't no friend of mine
There's a man in D.C. and he speaks for me
But all he cares about is his Texas tea
Well, I don't know what he will say
But I'll bet money that I'm gonna pay
Always tellin' me about what you got
Always buggin' me about what I'm not
Always comin' off like some big shot
Wasting my precious time
I said, no no no that ain't no friend of mine
I said, no no no that ain't no friend of mine
Well I said, no no no that ain't no friend of mine
Oh yeah
I've been milked real slow so many years in a row
I wonder when my bucket's gonna overflow
He's giving me advice like he's my best friend
But all he wants from me is a billboard grin
Always tellin' me about what you got
Always buggin' me about what I'm not
Always comin' off like some big shot
Wasting my precious time
I said, no no no that ain't no friend of mine
I said, no no no that ain't no friend of mine

Well a long time ago when I left home
I never thought I would be
Part of a wheel in a cog on a belt
That turned the big machine
I wanted out on the road or down on the street
Or something wild and free
But now I'm payin' the bills and movin' the country
In Nashville, Tennessee
They promise you this, they promise you that
You never know what to believe
All I want is to live the good life
That someone promised me
You try to be honest, you try to be fair
But the blame is always on me
'Cause I'm payin' the bills and movin' the country
In Nashville, Tennessee
Long black shadow reachin' way too far
Crampin' everybody's style
Everybody here gets to be a star
When the lights go out you're still on trial
No matter where I go or what I do
It never seems good enough
All I know is if it don't kill me
It's gonna make me tough
Tryin' hard not to fall through the cracks
And grease up that machine
But I'm payin' the bills and movin' the country
In Nashville, Tennessee
Well no matter where I go or what I do
It never seems good enough
All I know is if it don't kill me
It's gonna make me tough
Tryin' hard not to fall through the cracks
And grease up that machine
'Cause I'm payin' the bills and movin' the country
In Nashville, Tennessee
And move on
Move on
And move on

I just blew back in town
So I thought I'd hang around
I ain't got nothin' else to do
Don't see a soul I know
This street done took it's toll
Got them ol' lower Broad St. Blues
The cops are sellin' souvenirs from cruisers
The tourists send up roses to the losers
Now all they wanna do is be ol' buckaroo
Got them ol' lower Broad St. Blues
Now some blew all their pay
And some were blown away
But they all blew their hillbilly lids
Dancers all limp home
The street lets out a groane
And the whineo's are all snug under the bridge
Somewhere in the alley, in the corner of my eye
The ghost of Scotty Stoneman drinkin' Bluetail Fly
A message from the past, your next might be your last
Got them ol' lower Broad St Blues

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Br5-49
Little Ramona (Gone Hillbilly Nuts)
Remember when we hung in the low places in 1979?
We used to think that it mattered to the man with the money
Where we spent our time
Well, I knew a little gal with a mohawk hairdo
and a chain around her neck
But you'd never recognize her if you saw her now
She done something that you'd never expect
Chorus
She done traded in her Doc's for kicker boots
Safety-pinned tee shirts for Manuel Suits
Her hair's grown out and it's piled up high
She only shows her tattoos one at a time
She ain't ashamed of the way she was
She hears old Hank, she can't get enough
Her punk rock records are gathering dust
'Cos little Ramona's gone hillbilly nuts
Thrashin' dancin' still out there, the bodies piled up high
She used to mosh in pit with the best of them
You could see those elbows fly
Well now she's drinking Blue Ribbon and jitterbuggin'
to the honky-tonkin' beat
Get that line dance outta here man
Give her room to move her feet
Chorus
You see her in thrift stores everywhere,
Hardly ever at a shopping mall
She acts just as tough as she always did
She just looks a little country, that's all
She's got Emmylou Patty Smity on a 90-minute cassette
'Cause where do you go after the end of the world
When you still ain't been there yet?
Chorus
Little Ramona's gone hillbilly nuts

Well, I woke up from a nightmare and I couldn't speak
'Cause the Devil slipped a mickey in my bedstand drink
Then Jesus made me breakfast with his fresh white shell toes on
Well, I ain't got the money to go to town
The cupboard it was empty before he came around
Then Jesus made me breakfast with his fresh white shell toes on
Well, there ain't no sun shinin' down on me
My stomach's full of nothin' but conspiracy
I can't get nobody to tell me the truth
What's a hungry fella to do
Well, you could canonize the Devil, crucify a Saint
But you can't replace your half and half with coffeemate
Let Jesus make you breakfast with his fresh white shell toes on
Well, there ain't no sun shinin' down on me
My stomach's full of nothin' but conspiracy
I can't get nobody to tell me the truth
What's a hungry fella to do
Well, you could canonize the Devil, crucify a Saint
But you can't replace your half and half with coffeemate
Let Jesus make you breakfast with his fresh white shell toes on
(Let Jesus make you breakfast with his fresh white shell toes on)
Let Jesus make you breakfast with his fresh white shell toes on
(Let Jesus make you breakfast with his fresh white shell toes on)
When you are underfed
He'll be at the foot of your bed
With the fish and some bread

Tell me, tell me, why ya gotta spoil my day
You smile at me and point a finger to the error of my ways
You can't leave it alone
Why don't you leave it alone
You can't help makin' everybody's house your home
Why don't you leave it alone
Maybe, maybe, there's something that you've never done
That causes you to pull that trigger and ruin everybody's fun
You can't leave it alone
Why don't you leave it alone
You can't help makin' everybody's house your home
Why don't you leave it alone
Hey, G, hey, G, why ya gotta be so mad
You've got everything you've ever wanted
Now you're takin' everything I have
You can't leave it alone
Why don't you leave it alone
You can't help makin' everybody's house your home
Why don't you leave it alone
Look up (look up) an' look down (look down)
Look North, South, East or West
You can't walk around without trippin' over somebody
And tellin' you they know best
They can't leave it alone
Why don't they leave it alone
You can't help makin' everybody's house your home
Why don't you leave it alone
Oh, leave it alone, yeah
You can't help makin' everybody's house your home

Well I woke up this morning and I looked outside
And all I had was gone
I started wondering "What else could go wrong?"
I got them weary violated blues
Broken hearted and nothin' to lose
But I'm all right for the shape I'm in
Well I don't know why I'm not over the edge
I done my duty, I took the pledge
Never want to live that way again
Now I can hear that tick to the clock
I take a lickin' but I don't stop
And I'm all right for the shape I'm in
Tired and torn and tattered
Holes in both my shoes
And it's rained on almost everything I use
Standing outside in the pouring rain
Getting my poor house rearranged
But I'm all right for the shape I'm in
(Bridge)
Tired and torn and tattered
Holes in both my shoes
And it's rained on almost everything I do
Standing outside in the pouring rain
Getting my poor house rearranged
But I'm all right for the shape I'm in

Well, I ain't never, I ain't never
Seen nobody like you
Well, oh never, have I ever
Seen nobody like you
Well, you call me up and say you'll meet me at nine
I have to hurry, hurry but I'm there on time
I walk right up and knock on your door
The landlord says, "She ain't here no more"
Ain't never, oh darlin'
Seen nobody like you
Well, but I love you
Yes, I love you
I love you just the same
I ain't never, I ain't never
Seen nobody like you
Oh never, have I ever
Seen nobody like you
Well, you told me sweet things that you don't mean
You got me livin' in a walking dream
All the things that you don't do
My friends say, "Man, what's wrong with you?"
I ain't never, oh darlin'
Seen nobody like you
Oh, but I love you
Yes, I love you
Well, I love you just the same
Well, you told me sweet things that you don't mean
You got me livin' in a walking dream
All the things that you don't do
My friends say, "Man, what's wrong with you?"
I ain't never, oh darlin'
Seen nobody like you
Oh, but I love you
Well, I love you

I'm out till four and I'm up at six
And when I wake I have a fix
To try and cure the morning after blues
To help me make it through the day
So I can drink the night away
That honky tonkin' lifestyle
Will get the best of you
I pay my fare and get on the bus
'Cause I lost my keys and I drank too much
The only money I have's in my shoe
I hear the words roll through my head
That my folks and the preacher said
That honky tonkin' lifestyle
Will get the best of you
Well I drink and drink and drink and drink some more
And though I feel high as a kite
I'm laying on the floor
My friends tell me to lose the booze
And then they read the same old news
That honky tonkin' lifestyle
Will get the best of you
I dance, drink liquor, beer, and wine
I try to have a happy time
But by the time I'm thirty I'll be through
I try to turn to God and pray
But when I do I hear him say
That honky tonkin' lifestyle

In South Carolina
There are many tall pines
I remember the oak tree
That we used to climb
But now when I'm lonesome
I always pretend
That I'm gettin' the feel
Of Hickory wind
But I started out younger
At most everything
Without the riches and pleasures
What else could life bring
But it makes me feel better
Every time it begins
Calling me home
Hickory wind
Well, it's a hard place to find out
That trouble is real
In a far away city
With a far away feel
But I get feeling better
Every time it begins
Calling me home
Hickory wind
It keeps calling me home

I roll out every mornin' I drink my coffee on the run
Working for the man just the way my daddy done
Well the money I'm makin' ain't buyin' much bacon but when payday comes along
Sometimes I gotta do somethin' even if it's wrong
The telephone keeps ringin' and it gets under my skin
They all call to ask me when I'll send the money in
But AT&T; does a favor for me and takes a message at the tone
Sometimes I gotta do somethin' even if it's wrong
Seems the road is gettin' rougher as I roll on up the hill
High times passin' by me just like I was standin' still
But I'm almost to the top and I'll go until I drop
Some fall by the wayside but I've gone too far to stop
The woman of my dreams she was like a livin' doll
I sent her far away when she set me for a fall
She was a digger and the bills got bigger and I was up against the wall
Sometimes you gotta do somethin' even if it's wrong
Now I hear those wolves a howlin' I can't get no sleep at all
The good Lord knows I'm tired of robbin' Peter to pay Paul
From the grind stone to the gravestone is it really worth it all
Sometimes you gotta do somethin' even if it's wrong
Seems the road is gettin' rougher...

Now, blue ain't the world for the way that I feel
And the storm's a brewing in this heart of mine
This ain't no crazy dream, I know that it's real
You're someone else's love, now you're not mine
Crazy arms that reach to hold somebody new
For my yearning heart keeps saying you're not mine
My troubled mind knows soon to another you'll be wed
And that's why I'm lonely all the time
So please take the treasured dreams I had for you and me
And take all the love I thought was mine
Someday my crazy arms may hold somebody new
But now I'm so lonesome all the time

When I started out I thought that I'd make it double quick
I had that kinda confidence that I was picked to play
But if you could stand in my shoes you wouldn't feel so smart
'Cause I'm A-1 on the jukebox, nowhere on the charts
My Agent gives me spendin' cash, his pockets seem so deep
I'd live just like a millionaire if it were mine to keep
But money ain't a problem, no, though it may be a part
When you're A-1 on the jukebox, nowhere on the charts
A-1 on the jukebox, played in every bar
A-1 on the jukebox, a big rock older star
I know we're on the hit parade 'cause no one likes my art
And I'm A-1 on the jukebox, nowhere on the charts
A-1 on the jukebox, played in every bar
A-1 on the jukebox, a big rock older star
I've seen the fortune on the trays
They take my every cent
I see my name in black and white
But words don't pay the rent
I know that I could make a run if only I could start
But I'm A-1 on the jukebox, nowhere on the charts

Got me a cajun persuasion way back in the woods
Got me a cajun persuasion, you know she'd do me good
I wanna jump in my pirogue that's waitin' for me
Got me a cajun persuasion, I wanna go see my she
Head down South to the Mississippi River
Follow all the highway signs
There's a sweet little brown-eyed woman down there
And I'm a-gonna make her mine
I ain't gonna let a little swamp stop me
Oh, nothin's gonna get in my way
I wanna let that bayou swallow me up
And listen to the fiddle play
I'm gonna listen to the fiddle play
Got me a cajun persuasion way back in the woods
Got me a cajun persuasion, you know she'd do me good
I wanna jump in my pirogue that's waitin' for me
Got me a cajun persuasion, I wanna go see my she
Well, she told me where her Mama and her Daddy lived
Way South of big K, oh, if you hit Lake Charles
You've gone too far, turn back at Evangeline
Well, I've been all around this great big world
But nothin' can compare
To the cajun feel of Jimmy C and sweet Mon Chere
Yeah, sweet, sweet Mon Chere
Oh, sweet, sweet Mon Chere
Got me a cajun persuasion way back in the woods
Got me a cajun persuasion you know she'd do me good
I wanna jump in my pirogue that's waitin' for me

Well, the boys came lookin' for their soul
They wanted all the world to see
So they took Alcatraz and did a graveyard dance
All they wanted was some dignity
But from a rerun story from a late, late show
Where the Indian gets no amnesty
And spends the rest of his life in a Kansas cell
At the bottom of priority
High and dry, left to take another's blame
High and dry, first hand knowledge of an innocent man
You can hear him cryin' down in ol' K City
Hear him up at Wounded Knee
For the rest of his life in a Kansas cell
At the bottom of priority
Well, locked up, forgotten, tucked outta the way
And treated like he wasn't a man
They took their aim and wasn't it a shame
How we stuck our head into the sand
Well, it was way too late for the government
They had to make somebody plea
And spend the rest of his life in Kansas cell
At the bottom of priority
High and dry, left to take another's blame
High and dry, first hand knowledge of an innocent man
You can hear him cryin' down in ol' K City
Hear him up at Wounded Knee
For the rest of his life in a Kansas cell
At the bottom of priority
For the rest of his life in a Kansas cell

Down in the valley of the fever
In the hills of Tennessee
Well, we're sifting through that asphalt barnyard
Just a-looking for that be-bop beat
'Cause we sleep all day, play all night
Man that ain't no lie
We can't tell what day it is
It just seems like one long Saturday night
Well, it's something in the water
Or something in the air
Something to them effigies on that street down there
Cause we sleep all day, play all night
Man that ain't no lie
We can't tell what day it is
It just seems like one long Saturday night
You know I ain't got nothing
That thirteen bucks won't buy
But when I get me a little money baby
I'm gonna take me a little ride
Six more months of nighttime, I'll take six months more
I'll keep taking whatever it takes
'Til I can't take no more
Because that lonesome ghost is calling me
One day I'll have to fight
Until then I'll just keep running through my
One long Saturday night
You know I ain't got nothing
That thirteen bucks won't buy
But when I get me a little money baby
I'm gonna take me a little ride
Repeat 1st verse
Yeah, it seems like one long Saturday night

Disc go down late last night
Spinnin' room don't feel right
Spirits they all laugh at me
'Cause of my stupidity
Cold sweat on my brow
Feel it comin' up right now
Alaman-left to the powder room
Steppin' in time to a banjo tune
Poison, get thee out of me
Poison, get thee out of me
I can't focus, I can't see
TV don't make sense to me
Bubblin' crude comin' up fast
I swore that drink would be my last
Oh, my goodness, oh, my dear
Banjo pickin's all I hear
Spinnin' worlds gotta give
For tomorrow can't forgive
Poison, get thee out of me
Poison, get thee out of me
Disc go down late last night
Spinnin' room don't feel right
Spirits they all laugh at me
'Cause of my stupidity
Oh, my goodness, oh, my dear
Banjo pickin's all I hear
Cold sweat on my brow
Feel it comin' up right now
Poison, get thee out of me
Poison, get thee out of me
Poison, get thee out of me
Poison, get thee out of me

I was takin' a trip out to LA, Toolin' along in my Chevrolet Tokin' on a number and diggin' on the radio
Jes' as I cross the Mississippi line I heard that highway start to whine And I knew that left rear tire was about to go
Well the spare was flat and I got uptight 'Cause there wasn't a fillin' station in sight So I jes' limped down the shoulder on the rim
I went as far as I could and when I stopped the car It was right in front of this little bar A kind of a redneck lookin' joint called the Dew Drop Inn
Well I stuffed my hair up under my hat And told the bartender that I had a flat And would he be kind enough to give me change for a one
There was one thing I was sure proud to see There wasn't a soul in the place 'cept for him an' me And he just looked disgusted an' pointed toward the telephone
I called up the station down the road a ways And he said he wasn't very busy t'day And he could have somebody there in jest 'bout ten minutes or so
He said now you jes' stay right where yer at and I didn't bother Tellin' the durn fool I sure as hell didn't have anyplace else to go
I jes ordered up a beer and sat down at the bar When some guy walked in an' said who owns this car With the peace sign the mag wheels and four on the floor
Well he looked at me and I damn near died And I decided that I'd jus wait outside So I layed a dollar on the bar and headed for the door
Jes' when I thought I'd get outta there with my skin These five big dude come strollin' in With this one old drunk chick and some fella with green teeth
An' I was almost to the door when the biggest one Said you tip your hat to this lady son An' when I did all that hair fell out from underneath
Now the last thing I wanted was to get into a fight In Jackson Mississippi on a Saturday night 'Specially when there was three of them and only one of me
Well they all started laughin' and I felt kinda sick And I knew I'd better think of somethin' pretty quick So I jes' reached out an' kicked ol' green-teeth right in the knee
He let out a yell that'd curl your hair But before he could move I grabbed me a chair And said watch him folks 'cause he's a thouroughly dangerous man
Well you may not know it but this man's a spy He's an undercover agent for the FBI And he's been sent down here to infiltrate the Ku Klux Klan
He was still bent over holdin' on to his knee But everyone else was lookin' and listenin' to me And I layed it on thicker and heavier as I went
I said would you beleive this man has gone as far As tearin' Wallace stickers off the bumpers of cars And he voted for George McGoveren for president
Well he's a friend of them long-haired hippie type pinko fags I betcha he's even got a Commie flag Tacked up on the wall inside of his garage
He's a snake in the grass I tell ya guys He may look dumb but that's jus a disguise He's a mastermind in the ways of espionage
They all started lookin' real suspicious at him And he jumped up an' said jes' wait a minute Jim You know he's lyin' I've been livin' here all of my life
I'm a faithfull follower of Brother John Burch And I belong to the Antioch Baptist Church And I ain't even got a garage you can call home and ask my wife
Then he started sayin' somethin' 'bout the way I was dressed But I didn't wait around to hear the rest I was too busy movin' and hopin' I didn't run outta luck
And when I hit the ground I was makin' tracks And they were jes' takin' my car down off the jacks So I threw the man a twenty an' jumped in an' fired that mother up
Mario Andretti woulda sure been proud Of the way I was movin' when I passed that crowd Comin' out the door and headin' toward me in a trot
An' I guess I shoulda gone ahead an' run But somehow I couldn't resist the fun Of chasin' them jes' once around the parkin' lot
Well they're headin' for their car but I hit the gas And spun around and headed them off at the pass Well I was slingin' gravel and puttin' a ton of dust in the air
Well I had them all out there steppin' an' a fetchin' Like their heads were on fire and their asses was catchin' But I figured I oughta go ahead an split before the cops got there
When I hit the road I was really wheelin' Had gravel flyin' and rubber squeelin' An' I didn't slow down 'til I was almost to Arkansas

I'd see him every mornin', ridin' down the street
Old wore-out bicycle with the tattered old seat
Pickin' up the cans that he finds by the road
People say that Casey is a brick short of a load
Casey's been around here forever and a day
I've heard a lot of rumors how he came to be this way
The old folks they remember a little boy in school
And they say that he was different from the other kids they knew
CHORUS:
He's just dancin' to the beat of a different drum
Casey never did fit in
But every night he thanks the Lord for everything He's done
'Cause Casey knows He listens to prayers from anyone
Anyplace he needs to go, Casey knows the way
He must pass by the five and dime twenty times a day
Passin' by the schoolyard, children holler names
And a forty-year-old memory haunts him once again
I still see him every mornin', ridin' down the street
That old wore-out bicycle with the tattered old seat
And he hardly shows a wrinkle on his old weathered face
I guess he never worried much about bein' in the race
CHORUS

Well I pulled out of Pittsburgh rollin (E)down that Eastern seaboard(A) I got my diesel wound up and she's (E)arunning like never before(A) There's (D)speed zone in heaven (E)allright And I (A)don't see a cop in (D)sight Six (A)days on the road & I'm (E)gonna make it home tonight
I got me ten forward gears & a George Overdrive I'm takin' little white pills & my eyes are opened wide I just passed a Jimmy in White I been passing everything in sight Six days on the road & I'm gonna make it home tonight
I.C.C. is a checkin on down the line Well I'm a little overweight log books are way behind But nothing bothers me tonight I can dodge all the scales allright Six days on the road & I'm gonna make it home tonight
Well it seems like a month since I kissed my baby goodbye I could have a lotta women but I'm not alike some other guys I could find me one to hold me tight But I could never make believe it's allright Six days on the road & I'm gonna make it home tonight

Verse 1: (G)On a rainy, windy morning that's the (C) day that i was born on In the old (G) sharecroppers one country (D7) shack (G) They say my mammy left me, (C) same day that she had me Said she (G) hit the road and (D7 )never once looked back (G)
Verse 2: And now I just thought i'd mention, my Grandma's old age pension Is the reason why i'm standing here today I got all my country learning, milking and a churning Pickin' cotton, rasin' hell, and bailin' hay
Chorus: (G)Yeah, I've been to Georgia on a (C) fast train honey (G) I wudn't born no yesterday (D7) (G) Got a good Christian raisin' and an (C) eighth grade education (G) Ain't no reason you all (D7) treatin' me this way
Verse 3: And now sweet Caroline , i guess i'll ever find Another woman put together like you are With your wiggle and your walkin',and your big city talkin' Anod your brand new shiny Plymouth rag-top car
Verse 4: Yeah it's hurry up and wait,in this world of give and take Seems like haste makes for waste every time And i pray to my soul, when you hear those ages roll You better know i'm gonna get my share of mine
Chorus.(x2)

I'm a king among men down at the 'Just Say When'
My loyal subjects raise a glass and send a pint my way
But when I leave my throne to the castle I go home
I stroll across the drawbridge and this is what I say
You are the queen and you're the only queen
That there has ever been
You rule my very soul, I'm worthless on my own
Your majesty will always be supreme
And I don't deserve the pleasure and the privilege to serve
Yeah, they might call me king but that don't mean a thing
'Cause you are the queen
In ol' Egypt, the pharaoh had to walk the straight and narrow
Back when Cleopatra had her day
'Cause he wouldn't get no kissin' until he'd sit and listen
To every word ol' Cleo had to say
Said, mighty Samson to Delia and Arthur, Guenevere
I'll tell you everything you wanna hear
But like any other king just don't mean a thing
'Til I can see the kingdom as I whisper in your ear
Oh, baby
You are the queen, you're reigning down all over everything
Your highness's devine, you use it all the time
Your humble servant I'll always be
So please judge me fair
And from your darkened dungeon I'll be spared
I've laid my armor down, I thrown away my crown

Well I met you in the middle of a bar room fight
In a cheap hotel on the Missouri side
I had you out in my car in the parking lot
Early next morning we were driving east
Headed for the big city where I felt at least
We could enjoy the weather as long as we didn't talk
But I spoiled it by speaking my swirly head
And you rolled them eyes turned to me and said
(chorus)
There's only one thing you got wrong with you
It ain't the whole world looking at you
Why don't you find yourself a life that's real
Too lazy to work, too nervous to steal
Well we got to the city and you got a job
Delivering the L.L.Bean catalogue
I was bored and restless, didn't know where to go
Late one evening after I got up
My guitar and I found our way into a club
I saw the queen of diamonds work that big dance floor
Well she looked at me but I couldn't go
That familiar face said, do you want to know
There's only one thing you got wrong with you
It ain't the whole world looking at you
Why don't you find yourself a life that's real
Too lazy to work, but too nervous to steal
You gave me 24 hours to pack up my bags and glide
No one's got respect for a man going over the side
Well you went back to the station to make sure I was gone
That bus was on time you didn't have to wait long
I saw the bright lights of Nashville disappear behind me
Well that Greyhound was cool under the summer heat
I could still see your face from my window seat
I was so happy to see your crooked smile of relief
But after miles and miles of that highway has droned
I hear the last thing you said when we were all alone
There's only one thing you got wrong with you
It ain't the whole world looking at you
Why don't you find yourself a life that's real
Too lazy to work, too nervous to steal
Too lazy to work, too nervous to steal

Chorus
Baby, are you gettin' tired of me?
I can see the blossoms fallin' from the trees
Like a love that used to be
Baby are you gettin' tired of me?
It was early in the Springtime
I remember that our love was growing strong
I guess Spring can't hold its promise
Any longer than the Fall that's sure to come
Tell me is the season done?
Chorus
Last night when we said goodbye
Just like a fool I lingered at your door
Can you tell me why your goodnight kisses
Ain't like goodnight kisses were before
'Cause you don't want me anymore
Chorus
Like a love that used to be

You're back again I knew that you'd come crawlin' Standin' there, you still look like a dream But I'm reminded of the many times we've played this game before And I swear I can't believe that you keep comin' back for more But you wore out the welcome mat last time you slammed the door Ya can't come back this time
CHORUS: While you were gone I had some time to think about The way you did me wrong Misery and heartache I can do without Lost your hold on me While you were gone
You rolled the dice And lost this heart of mine But you'll pay the price Somewhere along the line If you keep burnin' bridges, breakin' hearts and slammin' doors 'Tryin' to find a way to fill the emptiness of yours You're gonna find it comes around to what you did before Your world came crashin' in

I rolled out this morning, kids had the morning news show on
Bryant Gumble was talking 'bout the fighting in Jerusalem
Some senator was squawking 'bout the bad economy
It's gonna get worse you see, we need to change a policy
There's a local paper rolled up in a rubber band
One more sad story's one more then I can stand
Just once how I'd like to see the headline say
Not much to print today, can't find nothing bad to say
Nobody robbed a liquor store on the lower part of town
Nobody OD'ed, nobody burned a single building down
Nobody fired a shot in anger, nobody had to die in vain
I sure could use a little good news today
I'll come home this evening I bet that the news'll be the same
Somebody takes a hostage somebody steels a plane
How I wanna hear the anchorman talk about a county fair
And how we cleaned up the air, how everybody learned to care because
Nobody was assassinated in the whole good world today
And in the streets of Ireland all the children had to do was play
And everybody loves everybody in the good old USA
I sure could use a little good news today
Nobody robbed a liquor store on the lower part of town
Nobody OD'ed, nobody burned a single building down
Nobody fired a shot in anger, nobody had to die in vain
I sure could use a little good news today
And everybody loves everybody in the good old USA

I met a little girl in Knoxville down beyond the well
And every Sunday evenin' out in her home I dwelled
We went to take an evenin' walk about a mile from town
I picked a stick up off the ground and knocked that fair girl down
She fell down on her bended knees for mercy she did cry
"Oh Willard dear don't kill me here I'm unprepared to die
"She never spoke another word, I only beat her more
Until the ground around me with it her blood did flow
I took her by her golden curls and I drug her round and round
Throwing her into the river that flows through Knoxville town
Go down go down you Knoxville girl with dark and rollin' eyes
Go down go down you Knoxville girl you can never be my bride
I started back to Knoxville got there about midnight
My mother she was worried and woke up in a fright
Saying "Dear son what have you done to bloody your clothes so"
I told my anxious mother I was bleeding at my nose
I called for me a candle to light myself to bed
I called for me a handkerchief to bind my aching head
Rolled and tumbled the whole night through as troubles was for me
Like flames of hell around my bed, and in my eyes could see
They carried me down to Knoxville and put me in a cell
My friends all tried to get me out but none could go my bail
I'm here to waste my life away downb in this dirty all jail

(To Go Home Early Now)
C. Mead
I went out last night and stayed out way too long
I looked around and all my friends had gone
I stayed so long that I could not go home
I need a little something what I do not know
I stuck around to see if it would show
I stayed so long that I forgot to go
Now it's way too late
Way too late
Way too late way too late
Way too late to go home early now
Honey turn your back turn your back on me
Because I can't bear bear for you to be

Run a mile, run a mile to the river
Gonna throw off the hunting hounds
Run a mile, run a mile to the river
Gonna wash away or drown
Well I was only there for a minute
I was only passing through
I was only being friendly
But her pappy said he'd send me
To the grave for what I wanted to do
I should've known when she was so willing
I should've known that she was just a kid
I should've known I was a stranger
And that I would be in danger over
Something that I never did
Run a mile, run a mile to the river
Gonna throw off the hunting hounds
Run a mile, run a mile to the river
I'm gonna wash away or drown
Well I can't believe the story that she told her mom
And daddy and the vigilante crowd in town
That Lolita of the country set the dogs out on me
Lord they're gonna take me down
Well I'd rather swing a hammer in an Alabama
Slammer than to face what's coming after me
I gotta make it to the water, ride it to the border
Let the scent wash off of me
Run a mile, run a mile to the river
I'm gonna throw off the hunting hounds
Run a mile, run a mile to the river
Gonna wash away or drown
Run a mile, run a mile to the river
Gonna throw off the hunting hounds
Run a mile, run a mile to the river

Well it's been years since I made all the rounds
And closed up all the honky tonks in town
I just got used to being on my own
Waiting for no one to call my own
But now the hand of fate has laid a card on me
A winning hand I didn't wanna see
No one I could blame, I wanted in this game
But now I'm right back where I never thought I'd be
That's what I get for falling once again
You made me forget with no regrets what I knew back then
Well I thought I knew it all, I swore I'd never fall
But here I go again that's what I get
Now I resign myself to you and I don't care
You make me feel like I'm a millionaire
And because of you I gave that wheel a spin
Even though I know the house will always win
And now the hand of fate has laid a card on me
A winning hand I didn't wanna see
No one I could blame, I wanted in this game
But now I'm right back where I never thought I'd be
And that's what I get for falling once again
You made me forget with no regrets what I knew back then
Now well I thought I knew it all, I swore I'd never fall
But here I go again that's what I get
Well I thought I knew it all, I swore I'd never fall

We used to be so happy, we used to be so true
We used to think there wasn't anything we couldn't do
But they could see right through us we didn't seem to care
We were on a highway that ain't going anywhere
They told us we were wrong, a thousand times
We rode out to the country and got tangled in the pines
We tried to take it slowly, we tried to understand
That we'd be on a one way trip if things got outta hand
We lost our direction, you could say we lost our touch
Now all of those petty things don't seem to matter much
I can take your blame if you take mine
We rode out to the country and got tangled in the pines
Now we're lost forever along the roadway side
But I can't say, "I'm sorry that we took that foolish ride"
We couldn't get along at all, no we just disagreed
You drove me to the point where I just drove into the trees
I guess we should have seen the warning signs
When we drove out to the country and got tangled in the pines
They told us we were wrong, a thousand times

(She's Not Talking To Me)
C. Mead, A. Murphy
It's been such a long time since she's talked to me
Out here in this phone booth I'm chilled to my knees
I dial her number and I just can't believe
She's talking to someone
She ain't talking to me
She's talking to someone
She ain't talking to me
And I can't stop crying
Right here in the street
That signal I'm getting brings a monotone plea
She's talking to someone
She ain't talking to me
I fumble for quarters I'm looking for dimes
I can't even buy her she's busy each time
I slam the receiver and I clench my teeth
She's talking to someone

After the hurricane, after the wind and rain
When we lost everything, after the hurricane
It was not the driving rain
That let our love go down the drain
It was not the howlin' wind
That blew away the hopes I planned
After the hurricane, after the wind and rain
When we lost everything, after the hurricane
We were sheltered from the storm
In what we thought was safe and warm
We survived the risin' tide
But there's no place that we can hide
After the hurricane, after the wind and rain
When we lost everything, after the hurricane
Things were scattered, things got tossed
But that's not what we had lost
It's a way of marking time
To fit the reason to the rhyme
After the hurricane, after the wind and rain
When we lost everything, after the hurricane
After the hurricane, after the wind and rain

My pockets are empty though my wife has sent me
To the store for some cigarettes and bread
I started walking there got as far as the square
Then the smell of beer went to my head
The thing about beer it can make a man hear
Voices from days long since past
And with every third drink it'll make you think
That your youth will always last
No matter which way you move it takes a lifetime to prove
To yourself I could have been more
I got one foot in the door I just want one more
I thought of a time when my future was mine
It didn't matter what anyone said
I was handsome and strong and when I walked along
I stood erect and looked straight ahead
But then I lost my fight goin' to turned to might
Somewhere along the line I lost my will
And now I'm sittin' here my life full of beer
And I try to pretend it's not real
No matter which way you move it takes a lifetime to prove
To yourself I have been before
I got one foot in the door I just want one more
[ guitar ]
These days I barely survive on lot number five
In the mobile acres on the eastside of town
I swore this kind of life I'd never lead
I guess I let too many things get me down
If my pappy could see what they done to me
I swear he'd march down there and make it all right
But he's long since gone and I'm old enough now
I should be able to fight my own fight
No matter which way you move it takes a lifetime to prove
To yourself I could have been more

Lord, I think I'm goin' down
Yes, I know that's where I'm bound
So don't ask me where I'm goin'
'Cause I think I'm goin' down
Now once I had a wife and family
And a household sweet and kind
Then the darkness overtook me
And I just left all that behind
Lord, I think I'm goin' down
Yes, I know that's where I'm bound
So don't ask me where I'm goin'
'Cause I think I'm goin' down
Now my travellin' days have started
Yeah, I ramble and I roam
But no matter where I'm stayin'
I can't shake my happy home
Lord, I think I'm goin' down
Yes, I know that's where I'm bound
So don't ask me where I'm goin'
'Cause I think I'm goin' down
Lord, I think I'm goin' down
Yes, I know that's where I'm bound
So don't ask me where I'm goin'

I got me a room in a cheap hotel
My head was a spinning and I didn't feel well
I laid right down and I tried to go to sleep
But the band was playing in the joint underneath
I picked up my pillow when I covered up my head
But the band kept a playing and a shaking my bed
Honky tonk all night long, honky tonk same old song
Honky tonk my money's all gone, honky tonk she done me wrong
I turned and I tossed but I couldn't go to sleep
'Cause the band kept a playing with a honky tonk beat
Well, I'm so blue when my baby's gone
She took all my money and she left me all alone
I'm trying to forget her but I don't know what to do
'Cause the honky tonk song keeps a leaking through
I picked up my pillow when I covered up my head
But the band kept a playing and a shaking my bed
Honky tonk all night long, honky tonk same old song
Honky tonk my money's all gone, honky tonk she done me wrong
I turned and I tossed but I couldn't go to sleep

Well, a Cherokee chief as he dances along
He does an Indian boogie to a white man's song
Singin' hey ho a lina, hey ho a lina
A well a hey ho a lina, wup wup a witten a yeah
Well, he dances over here and he dances over there
And he keeps on a dancin' everywhere
Singin' hey ho a lina, hey ho a lina
A well a hey ho a lina, wup wup a witten a yeah
Well, he dances on the hill and he dances on the rock
But he keep on shakin' that tomahawk
Singin' hey ho a lina, hey ho a lina
A well a hey ho a lina, wup wup a witten a yeah
Well, he sings to the hills and he sings to the clouds
And he keep on singin' so big and proud
A now hey ho a lina, hey ho a lina
A well a hey ho a lina, wup wup a witten a yeah
He's a Cherokee cheif as a you might know
And he keeps on sittin' singing nuven-yo
A now hey ho a lina, hey ho a lina
A well a hey ho a lina, wup wup a witten a yeah
Well, a Cherokee chief as he dances along
He does an Indian boogie to a white man's song
Singin' hey ho a lina, hey ho a lina