(Ronnie VanZant -- Ed King)
Well he's truckin' on down from Memphis
Cruisin' down to New Orleans
Tonight he sleeps alone with a Cajun queen
Well there's smoke from the stacks a-blowin'
And he don't care where he's goin'
The only time he feels right is when he's rollin'
He's got roadmaps in his hand
Lord, drivin' just as hard as he can
Trying to dodge them scales and the Man
Well I'm talkin' about
Truck drivin' man
Yea he'll always give ya, the best that he can.
White cups and coffee, Lord yea
Its all that he needs
And he's all right by me
Truck drivin' man
Truck on
Truck driver
Shift your gears
He's got ladies up in North Dakota
From the Keys man, to Minnesota
And he loves each and every one, least that's what he's told 'em
Lord, flannel shirts and blue jeans
Truck stops are routine
Tonight he sleeps alone with a Cajun queen
Well I'm talkin' about
Truck drivin' man
Yea he'll always give ya, the best that he can.
White cups and coffee, Lord yea
Its all that he needs
And he's all right by me
Truck drivin' man
Guitar
Truck driver
Well he's truckin' on down from Memphis
Cruisin' down to New Orleans
Tonight he sleeps alone with a Cajun queen
Well there's smoke from the stacks a-blowin'
And he don't care where he's goin'
The only time he feels right is when he's rollin'
Well I'm talkin' about
Truck drivin' man
Yea he'll always give ya, the best that he can.
White cups and coffee, Lord yea
Its all that he needs
And he's all right by me
Truck drivin' man
I said he's all right by me
Truck drivin' man
I said he's all right by me
Truck drivin' man
Play the guitar
Truck driver
Well I used to wake the mornin, before the rooster crowed. Searchin for soda bottles to get myself some dough.
Brought em down to the corner, down to the country store. Cash em in and give my money to a man named Curtis Lowe.
Old Curt was a black man, with white, curly hair. When he had a fifth of wine he did not have a care.
He used to own an old dobro, used to play it 'cross his knee. I'd give old Curt my money, he'd play all day for me.
Play me a song Curtis Lowe, Curtis Lowe. Well I got your drinkin money, tune up your dobro. People said he was useless, them people all were fools, cause Curtis Lowe was the finest picker to ever play the blues.
He looked to be sixty, and maybe I was ten. Mama used to warn me but I'd go see him again. I'd clap my hands, and stomp my feet, try to stay in time. He'd play me a song or two, then take another drink of wine.
Play me a song Curtis Lowe, Curtis Lowe. Well I got your drinkin money, tune up your dobro. People said he was useless, them people all were fools, cause Curtis Lowe was the finest picker to ever play the blues.
On the day Old Curtis died, nobody came to pray. Old preacher said some words, and they chucked him in the clay. Well he lived a lifetime, playin the black man's blues. And on the day he lost his life, that's all he had to do.
Play me a song Curtis Lowe, hey, Curtis Lowe. I wish that you was here so everyone would know. People said he was useless, them people all were fools, cause Curtis you're the finest picker to ever play the blues.
(Allen Collins - Ronnie VanZant)
Well I used to wake the morning before the rooster crowed
Searching for soda bottles to get myself some dough
Brought 'em down to the corner, down to the country store
Cash 'em in and give my money to a man named Curtis Loew
Old Curt was a black man with white curly hair
When he had a fifth of wine he did not have a care
He used to own an old dobro, used to play it across his knee
I'd give old Curt my money, he'd play all day for me
(Chorus)
Play me a song Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew
I got your drinking money, tune up your dobro
People said he was useless, them people are the fools
'Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues
He looked to be sixty, and maybe I was ten
Mama used to whip me but I'd go see him again
I'd clap my hands, stomp my feets, try to stay in time
He'd play me a song or two
Then take another drink of wine.
Chorus
Yes sir
On the day old Curtis died, nobody came to pray
Ol' preacher said some words, and they chunked him in the clay
But he lived a lifetime playin' the black man's blues
And on the day he lost his life, that's all he had to lose
Play me a song Curtis Loew, Hey Curtis Loew
I wish that you was here so everyone would know
People said he was useless, them people all are fools
'Cause Curtis you're the finest picker to ever play the blues
(Johnny VanZant -- Robert White Johnson -- Donnie VanZant -- Pat Buchanan)
Alarm clock rings about a quarter after five
I've been up all night
Raisin' hell with some friends of mine
I take one good look in the mirror
But only one things gettin' clearer
The way I live, I'm lucky to be alive
There I go lying to myself
Said I wasn't gonna do it
Next thing you know, here I go again
Talked myself right into it
Supposed to be to work an hour ago
When I pass that boss stormin' down the road
Now there's an angel on my shoulder
thinnkin' she can win me over
Devil's got my number don't you know
There I go lying to myself
Said I wasn't gonna do it
Next thing you know, here I go again
Talked myself right into it
Maybe, maybe have I gone to far this time
Maybe, maybe is my conscience workin' overtime
Nah
There's a knockout Georgia Peach givin' me the eye
Well if the truth beknown I'm just a little shy
Turns out she wasn't alone
She had a six foot chaperone
But that didn't slow me down
Don't ask me why
There I go lying to myself
Said I wasn't gonna do it
Next thing you know, here I go again
Talked myself right into it
I got no one to blame except myself
I said I wasn't gonna do it
Next thing you know here I go
Talk myself right into it
Talk myself, talk myself right into it
Talk myself, talk myself, talk myself right into it
Said I wasn't gonna do it
Here I go again baby
"T" FOR TEXAS (BLUE YODEL)
Gimme a "T" for Texas, gimme a "T" for Tennessee.
Oh, gimme a "T" for Texas, gimme a "T" for Tennessee.
Gimme a "T" for Thelma, woman made a fool out of me.
If you don't want me, baby, mama you sure don't got to stall.
Oh, if you don't want me, baby, mama you sure don't got to stall.
Well, I have more pretty women than a passenger train can haul.
I'm gonna buy myself a shotgun, one with long shiny barrel.
Gonna buy myself a shotgun, one with long shiny barrel.
I'm goin' shoot myself a rounder, oh, that stole away my gal.
I'd rather drink your muddy water, sleep down in a hollog low,
I'd rather drink your muddy water, sleep down in a hollog low,
than to be in the land of Georgia treated like a dirty dog.
If you don't want me, baby, mama you sure don't got to stall.
Oh, if you don't want me, baby, mama you sure don't got to stall.
Well, I have more pretty women than a passenger train can haul.
I'd rather drink yuour muddy water, sleep down in a hollog low,
I'd rather drink yuour muddy water, sleep down in a hollog low,
than to be in the land of Georgia treated like a dirty dog.
Gimme a "T" for Texas, gimme a "T" for Tennessee.
Gimme a "T" for Thelma, woman made a fool out of me.
Gimme a "T" for Texas, gimme a "T" for Tennessee.
Gimme a "T" for Thelma, woman made a fool out of me.
Gimme a "T" for Thelma, woman made a fool out of me.
(Ed King, Ronnie Van Zant)
Two feet they come a creepin'
Like a black cat do
And two bodies are layin' naked
Creeper think he got nothin' to lose
So he creeps into this house, yeah
And unlocks the door
And as a man's reaching for his trousers
Shoots him full of thirty-eight holes
chorus:
It's the Saturday night special
Got a barrel that's blue and cold
Ain't good for nothin'
But put a man six feet in a hole
Big Jim's been drinkin' whiskey
And playin' poker on a losin' night
And pretty soon ol' Jim starts a thinkin
Somebody been cheatin' and lyin'
So Big Jim commence to fightin'
I wouldn't tell you no lie
Big Jim done pulled his pistol
Shot his friend right between the eyes
chorus
Oh, it's the Saturday night special
Hand guns are made for killin'
They ain't no good for nothin' else
And if you like to drink your whiskey
You might even shoot yourself
So why don't we dump 'em people
To the bottom of the sea
Before some ol' fool come around here
Wanna shoot either you or me
chorus
It's the Saturday night special
And I'd like to tell you what you could do with it
(Gary Rossington -- Johnny VanZant -- Hughie Thomasson -- Rickey Medlocke)
There's a story to tell about days of old
A man and his gun, a street fighter I'm told
There's one in every town, tryin' to make himself a name
If he's quicker on the draw, comes glory and fame
They say he's always alone, he rides a horse with no name
His only friend was the devil by his side but it caused him so much pain
If his guns could talk, oh, the stories they would tell
Of all the men who tried and lost, all the ones he sent to hell
(chorus)
They are outlaws, renegades, rebels on the run
They pay the price every day they live like the wrong end of a gun
Move around from town to town can't stay in any place to long
Outlaws, renegades... rebels on the run
Things haven't changed much these days
Faces are younger, but still they keep playing the deadliest game
Brothers and sisters, what are we fightin' for
It's not for the fame or the glory anymore
I hear the mothers cryin'
Too many children dyin'
How many tears have to fall to bring this to an end
They are outlaws, renegades, rebels on the run
They pay the price every day they live like the wrong end of a gun
Move around from town to town can't stay in any place to long
Outlaws, renegades... Oh
They're all outlaws, renegades, rebels on the run
They pay the price every day they live like the wrong end of a gun
Move around from town to town can't stay in any place to long
Outlaws, renegades... rebels on the run
(Al Kooper, Ronnie Van Zant, Robert Burns)
I've got my pistols in my pockets boys
I'm Alabama bound
I've got my pistols in my pockets boys
I'm Alabama bound
Well, I'm not looking for no trouble
But nobody dogs me 'round
Well, I'm going to fetch my woman, people
Tri-cities here I come
Oh well, I'm going to fetch my woman, people
Tri-cities here I come
'Cause she was raised up on that cornbread
And I know that woman give me some
Give me some baby
Oh, when the kid hits Alabama, people
Don't you try and dog him 'round
Now, when the kid hits Alabama, people
Don't you try and dog him 'round
'Cause if you people cause me trouble
Then I've got to put you in the ground
Well, I was born in Mississippi
Baby, I don't take any stuff from you
Oh, I was born in Mississippi
And I don't take any stuff from you
And if I hit you on your head
Boy, its got to make you black and blue
Well, I'm gone to Alabama
With my pistols out by my side
Yes, I'm ride to Alabama
With my pistols out by my side
'Cause down in Alabama
Two young lovers meet and take each others hand
They say, ?I do in the name of the Lord?
Livin' as one givin' all they can
Then the pressures come and a child is born
The young girl cradles the child in her arms
The man's home late and his day's too long
They're both unable to spend some time alone
That everybody needs to have
And that's the thing that keeps love strong
Love don't always come easy
And sometimes love, it can hurt
Words don't always come easy
It's worth a try, we're gonna make it work
'Cause love don't always come easy
Without warning, many go a different way
And travel that road lookin' for someone
Their lives unravel a little more every day
This ain't no time to turn and run
It's a crime to throw it all away
Love don't always come easy
And sometimes love, it can hurt
Words don't always come easy
It's worth a try, we're gonna make it work
'Cause love don't always come easy
Love don't, love don't come easy, no
(Ronnie VanZant -- Allen Collins -- Gary Rossington)
Well ever since I met you babe you've been running around
Spendin' my hard earned money on any ol' man in town
I've been your fool
Oh I've been your fool
I've been a fool ever since mama I met you
Now I got something to you mama, ain't gonna say no lie
Ain't gonna stand no runnin' around, don't wanna hear no alibi
I've been your fool
Oh I've been your fool
I've been a fool ever since mama I met you
You've taken every thing I had, you hurt me deep inside
Money wasn't good enough, you had to take my pride
I've been your fool
Oh I've been your fool
I've been a fool ever since mama I met you
Oh, I've been a fool baby
Yes I have
Now I got something to you mama, ain't gonna say no lie
Ain't gonna stand no runnin' around, don't wanna hear no alibi
I've been your fool
Oh I've been your fool
I've been a fool ever since mama I met you
You've taken every thing I had, you hurt me deep inside
Money wasn't good enough, you had to take my pride
I've been your fool
Oh I've been your fool
I've been a fool ever since mama I met you
(Ed King, Gary Rossington, Ronnie Van Zant)
Ain't no need to worry
There ain't no use to cry
'Cause I'll be comin' home soon
To keep you satisfied
You know I get so lonely
That I feel I can't go on
And it feels so good inside, babe
Just to call you on the telephone, I said
chorus:
Ooh baby, I love you
What more can I say?
Ooh baby, I need you
I miss you more every day
I woke up early this mornin'
And the sun came shining down
And it found me wishin' and hopin'
Mama you could be around
For you know I need you
More than the air I breathe
And I guess I'm just tryin' to tell you, woman
Oh, what you mean to me, yeah yeah
chorus
I'm tryin' to tell you I love you
In each and every way
I'm tryin' to tell you I need you
Much more than a piece of lay
chorus
Ooh baby I love you
What more can I say
Oh baby I need your sweet lovin'
I miss you more, more every day
Oh baby I love you
(Johnny Van Zant -- Robert White Johnson -- Donnie Van Zant -- Pat Buchanan)
Every time I think I got it all figured out
Then I draw a blank and my whole world crashes down
So many people have got it worse than me
But that could change tomorrow, ain't no guarantee
(chorus)
How soon we forget
To count every blessing
If you think you got it bad take a look around
How soon we forget
That life is one big lesson
Still we make the same mistakes time and time again
How soon we forget
Got a freind of mine who says he's run all out of luck
But he'll be fine, 'cause he just ain't drunk enough
The world is empty when you're slammin' those shots down
How can you be happy, son when the devil's hangin' 'round
How soon we forget
To count every blessing
If you think you got it bad take a look around
How soon we forget
That life is one big lesson
Still we make the same mistakes time and time again
How soon we forget
How soon we forget
Just remember, thank God you're here today
If you got the will you can find a way
How soon we forget... oh, baby
How soon we forget
To count every blessing
If you think you got it bad take a look around
How soon we forget
That life is one big lesson
Still we make the same mistakes time and time again
There's a message to this madness here my freind
Will we ever learn before the story ends
Soon we all forget
How soon we forget
Soon we forget.. ooh
Take a look around and you will see
Soon we all forget... oh
So many people have got it worse than me
Oh.. can't you see
How soon we all forget
(Ed King -Mike Estes)
I ain't the son of the seventh son, black cats won't cross my path
Good luck comes I just watch it run and it sure does run out fast
I wasn't born under no bad sign, but it was Friday the 13th
East, west, no, yes
Hot, cold, tell you this
Ain't nothin' in between
Its either good luck -- I'm the last to get it
Bad luck -- I'm the first
When its good, ain't nothin' better
When its bad, ain't nothin' worse
Well life can be a little hard sometimes, you do what you gotta do
A lot depends on the luck a man has and the cards that's been dealt to you
I'd fold this hand if I could or at least take a card or two
I been around
Had my ups and downs
Tell me does it sound little like you
Good luck -- I'm the last to get it
Bad luck -- I'm the first
When its good, ain't nothin' better
When its bad, ain't nothin' worse
Its either good luck -- I'm the last to get it
Bad luck -- I'm the first
When its good, ain't nothin' better
When its bad, ain't nothin' worse
Its either good luck -- I'm the last to get it
Bad luck -- I'm the first
When its good, ain't nothin' better
When its bad, ain't nothin' worse
Good luck, bad luck
(Gary Rossington -- Johnny VanZant -- Rickey Medlocke -- Hughie Thomasson)
Uhh Huh That's right
Missy was a real fine looker
Always had an eye for the boys
Man I always wanted to book that girl
Play around with some of her toys
I said, my my, oh can you look at them eyes
I said oh no Lord here we go
Don't you pretend you don't know
Bring it on
Yeah baby
Rumor says she from the bayou
Searchin' for her fortune and fame
Man she's got a way about her
She's drivin' all us poor boys insane
I said, my my, oh can you look at them eyes
I said oh no Lord here we go
Don't you pretend you don't know
Bring it on
Give it to me baby
I've been waiting for it all night long
Bring it on
I know you got it in you to shake my sheets
To your rock n roll beat
Bring it on, you can bring it on
Just about the time I thought I had it made
I felt a slap on my shoulder
I turned around and had to stare up at him
He said little man you best think this over
I said my, my oh take a look in his eyes
I said, oh no, Lord here we go
The band's on a break lets give this bar a show
Bring it on, give it to me mister
We can fight about her all night long
Bring it on, take your best shot
Oh bring it, bring it on
Oh no
We can fight about her all night long
Bring it on
(R. Hall, E. King, G. Rossington)
I snuck around the corner he had his guard down
I threw the first punch that's when he hit the ground
To survive in the street you gotta win the first round
'Cause if you want eat you gotta be the baddest one around
I'm a backstreet crawler
Daddy paid for college I earned a degree
Got a job up on Wall Street
Where I learned to make the little man bleed
That's when I got stomped like a cattle stampede
Had a nervous breakdown all my friends and family left me
(chorus)
Yeah I'm a backstreet crawler
When you see them on the concrete it's their spirit that's harder
Yeah I'm a backstreet crawler
Where your ego meets defeat and your pride can't get no smaller
Yeah I'm a backstreet crawler
Yeah I'm a backstreet crawler
(repeat)
I guess you might say it sure is a shame
I used to have everything oh how my life has changed
Yeah I'm broken and torn I've never been free
Lost everything that meant a thing to me
(repeat chorus)
(Steve Gaines)
Ain't no good life
Not the one that I lead
'Cause the more I fight the sadness, yeah
It only seems the more that I grieve
Well I look back on the good times
As some lost part of me
I wanna know, tell me why is it so
Well just because I don't pray
Lord, that don't mean I ain't forgiven
Just 'cause I'm alive
That don't mean I'm makin' a livin'
I'm gonna get myself together
I'm gonna try a dyin' attempt
Talkin' about the good times slippin' by
Yeah I tell ya
I don't even know where last month went
Well I can't make no money baby
Well 'cause my money's already spent
And I know where it went
I said it went on that damn rent
Well I don't mean change, baby
I mean foldin' money
Well I want lovin', said I don't need a buddy
I don't need nobody, now
Ain't exactly my idea
Its sort of old, borrowed and blue
Just tryin' to say
Don't try that straight life buddy
Oh you'll find it kind of hard on you
Women, don't try to cook nothin' up, ooh
Brother you know you'll only wind up in your own stew
Just don't let nobody tell you, oh what you oughta do
Alas! My love you do me wrong
To cast me out discourteously
When I have loved you so, so long
Delighting in your company
Your gown was of the grassy green
Your sleeves of satin were hanging by
Which made you be a harvest queen
Yet you would not love me
Green sleeves was my, all my joy
Green sleeves was my delight
Green sleeves was my heart of gold
And who but my lady green sleeves
Alas! My love you do me wrong
To cast me out discourteously
When I have loved you so, so long
Well, since my baby left me
Well, I found a new place to dwell
Well, it's down at the end of Lonely Street
At Heartbreak Hotel
Well, I'll be
I'll be so lonely baby
Well, I'm so lonely
I'll be so lonely, I could die
Oh, although it's always crowded
You still can find some room
For broken hearted lovers
To cry there in their gloom
They'll be so
They'll be so lonely, baby
Well, they're so lonely
They're so lonely, they could die
Now, the bell hop's tears keep flowin'
And the desk clerk's dressed in black
Well, they been so long on Lonely Street
They'll never ever look back
And it's so
Well, it's so lonely baby
Well, they're so lonely
Well, they're so lonely, they could've die
Well, if your baby leaves you
You got a tale to tell
Well, just take a walk down Lonely Street
To Heartbreak Hotel
Where you will be
You'll be so lonely, baby
Well you'll be lonely
You'll be so lonely you could die
Oh, although it's always crowded
You still can find some room
For broken hearted lovers
To cry there in their gloom
They've been so
They're be so lonely, baby
Well, they're so lonely
(J. Van Zant, E. King, R. Johnson, M. Lunn)
I used to live in a poor neighborhood
My friends and me we always had a time
Never had no money but we had it so good
Those days are gone and I wanna go back
So pure so simple
Never thought about it when you're young you don't care
You don't realize it 'till it's all behind
Take it for granted just not well
(chorus)
Oh-oh It was pure and simple
I'll remember those days 'till the end
Oh-oh God knows it's simple
If I could live my life all over again
I'd keep it pure and simple
Those days are gone and I wanna go back
Got me a feelin' I'm not alone
Wish I had a road so I could go back home
(repeat chorus twice)
(Allen Collins -- Ronnie VanZant)
You got to love ol' Charlie Daniels
You got to cut the rug with Wet Willie too
And you got to be a fan of the Marshall Tucker Band
Before I'll sit down and have a drink with you
Yes, Bakersfield has got ol' Merle Haggard
He's a bad, bad boy, yes indeed
Nashville's got a million and one guitar pickers
But I guess my favorite would be the CDB
(Chorus)
Yes there's a few good rockers in New York City
Guess the big LA, it never cared for me
So won't you tell all them Hollywierd writer people
That it just don't make a damn
When you got good friends like me
Never pick on good ol' Waylon Jennings
Or Willie Nelson, Bob Wills or me
Well they're playin' that good ol' country-western
You know this thing they call the Texas Swing
(Chorus)
Train roll on, on down the line,
Won't you please take me far away?
Now I feel the wind blow outside my door,
Means I'm, I'm leaving my woman at home.
Lord yeah, Tuesday's gone with the wind.
My baby's gone with the wind, the wind.
And I don't know, oh where I'm going.
I just want to be left alone.
Well, when this train ends I'll try again,
But I'm leaving my woman at home.
(chorus)
Lord yeah, Tuesday's gone with the wind.
Tuesday's gone with the wind.
Tuesday's gone with the wind.
My baby's gone with the wind.
Train roll on, Tuesday's gone.
Train roll on many miles from my home,
See I'm, I'm riding my blues away.
Tuesday, you see, she had to be free
Lord, but somehow I've got to carry on.
(chorus)
Train roll on, on.
Because my baby's gone.
I'm riding my blues babe, tryin' to ride my blues babe.
Ride on train.
Ride on train.
Ride my blues babe.
Goodbye Tuesday.
Goodbye Tuesday.
(Leon Wilkeson -- Ronnie VanZant)
I was born a travellin' man, that's all I'll ever be
Moving around from town to town its what makes me so free
My father was a trucker for the years since '23
On the day that I was born his blood was left for me
I'm a travellin' man
Travellin' Man -- that's what I am
Travellin' Man
Travellin' Man
That's what I am
Travellin' man -- that's what I am
No one puts a hold on me
You'll see me once or maybe twice
That's all you'll see of me
All you pretty women Lord, I hope you understand
Don't be a fool and fall in love with a travellin' man
I'm a travellin' man
Travellin' Man -- that's what I am
Travellin' Man
Travellin' Man
That's what I am
Travellin' man -- that's what I am
But at least I'm free
Travellin' man
Oh that's what I am
Travellin man -- that's what I am, Lord I move so fast
I have had so many women, none of them have lasted
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Travellin' Man -- that's what I am
Travellin' Man
Travellin' Man
(Leon Wilkeson -- Ronnie VanZant)
I was born a travelin' man, that's all I'll ever be
Moving around from town to town is what makes me so free
My father was a trucker for the years of '23
On the day that I was born his blood was left to me
I'm a travelin' man
Travelin' Man -- that's what I am
Travelin' Man
Travelin' Man
That's what I am
Travelin' man -- that's what I am
No woman puts a hold on me
You'll see me once or maybe twice
That's all you'll see of me
All you pretty women Lord, I hope you understand
Don't be a fool Lord no, and put your heart in a travellin' man
I'm a travelin' man
Travelin' Man
Travelin' Man -- that's what I am
Travelin' Man
(Bridge)
Travelin' Man -- that's what I am
Guess I'll always be
Travelin' Man -- that's what I am
But at least I'm free
Travelin' man
Oh - that's what I am
Travelin' man -- that's what I am, Lord I move so fast
I have had so many women, none of them have last
I am just a mover, moving fast as sound
Always free, sometimes lonely. Always movin' around
Travelin' Man
Travelin' Man -- that's what I am
Travelin' Man
Oh - that's what I am
(Gary Rossington - Ronnie Van Zant)
Have you ever lived down in the ghetto
Have you ever felt the cold wind blow
If you don't know what I mean
Won't you stand up and scream
'Cause there's things goin' on that you don't know
Ask them why they spend lives across the ocean
Ask them why they spend millions on the moon
Well, untill they make things right
Lots of people gonna be uptight
They better make some changes pretty soon
They gonna ruin the air that we breathe y'all
They gonna ruin us all bye and bye
Telling all you beware
I don't think they really care
Think they just sit up there and just get high
Have you ever lived down in the ghetto
Have you ever felt the cold wind blow
If you don't know what I mean
Won't you stand up and scream
'Cause there's things goin' on that you don't know
If you don't know what I mean
Won't you stand up and scream
'Cause there's things goin' on that you don't know
(Ed King - Ronnie VanZant)
Daddy was a Cajun, raised on Southern land
And so my kinfolks tell me, was a street-fightin' man.
Well, they rushed him down to see the doctor
"Hey doctor, won't you check his head?"
The only thing that was wrong with him
Was Johnny Walker's Red
He drank ole poison whisky
'Til it killed him dead.
It happened back in the bayou many years ago
Satan came to take him and he did it real slow
Well, they rushed him back to see the doctor
The doctor just shook his head,
"Twenty years of rotgut whisky
Done killed the poor man dead."
He drank ole poison whisky
'Til it killed him dead.
Take a tip from me, people... brothers can't you see
Ain't no future in ole poison whisky.
They're gonna rush you down to see the doctor,
The doctor's gonna shake his head.
The only thing he's gonna tell ya
"Stop drinkin' Johnny Walker's Red
Don't drink poison whisky, don't you drink it boy.
(Ronnie VanZant -- Allen Collins)
Thirty days, lord and thirty nights
I'm comin' home on an airplane flight
Mama waitin' at the ticket line
Tell me son why do you stand there cryin'
(chorus)
It was the needle and the spoon
And a trip to the moon
Took me away, took me away
I've been feelin' so sick and tired
Got to get better, lord before I die
Seven doctors couldn't help my head, they said
You better quit, son before your dead
(chorus)
Quit the needle. Quit the spoon
Quit the trip to the moon
We gonna take you away. Lord, we gonna take you away
(spoken)
It was the needle and the spoon
I've seen a lot of people who thought they were cool
But then again, lord I've seen a lot of fools
Well, I hope you people, lord can hear what I say
You'll have your chance to hit it some day
(chorus)
Don't mess with the needle or a spoon
Or any trip to the moon
It'll take you away
Lord, their gonna bury you boy
Don't mess with the needle
Now I know, I know, I know...
I said baby mama, I don't know your name
But I said baby, sugar I can play your game
Every night when we leave the hall
I see you hanging around
You wanna ride in my big black car baby
Wanna go uptown
I know who you are baby
I know what they call you girl
Never put you down baby
I'm just like you baby, I'm on the hunt
I know lady
People gonna talk about you and me
Let me say one thing mama, sugar I do as I please
And if you wanna love me baby, I'm your man
And all those high-falutin' society people
I don't care if they don't undertand
My daddy told me a long time ago
Said there's two things son
Two things you should know
And in these two things you must take pride
That's a horse and woman, yeah
(Ronnie VanZant -- Gary Rossington)
Why are you praying, my sweet morning dove
You're so afraid, but so hungry for love
Well I can give you love baby
Hugs and kisses, I can give you everything that you been missing
Just don't be afraid, oh
Sweet little missy
She's twenty years old and a full grown woman
Sure enough
I'm the one that wants her
Are you ready for love
Well I'm the one that wants you forever and a day
Come on baby, what'd you say
Just don't be afraid, oh
Sweet little missy
Sweet little missy
She's saving her love
But givin' us hope like the Lord up above
This ain't the worst thing she'll ever do
'Cause like a dollar bill you can't take it with you
Well I'm the one that wants you forever and a day
Come on baby, what'd you say
Just don't be afraid, oh
Sweet little missy
She's so damn pretty, I can't take it no more
You and me babe, giving my soul for sure
Well I can give you love baby
Hugs and kisses, I can give you everything that you been missing
Just don't be afraid, oh
Sweet little missy
Sweet little missy
She's saving her love
But givin' us hope like the Lord up above
This ain't the worst thing you'll ever do
'Cause like a dollar bill you can't take it with you
(Gary Rossington, Johnny Van-Zant, Robert Johnson, Michael Lunn)
There's a honky-tonk just south of Georgia
A little salvation just a' waitin' for ya'
I heard it said a long time ago
If your lookin' for your soul
Down a dirt road just across the border
Well the harder it comes you know the easier it goes
If you can make your way a little further down that road, yea
When your caught up in between
Or just dyin' to be set free
(chorus)
South of Heaven
Always endin' up
No matter how I try
I'm just south of Heaven
Don't wanna' think you can have it all
'Cause all I need is just south of Heaven
There's a little girl they call the sweet thing
Been some time I'd like to tell you one thing
You have nothin' left to lose
So by the time that you come to
You'll be one more callin' her name
Well the harder it comes you know the easier it goes
If you can make your way a little further down that road, yea
When your caught up in between
Or just dyin' to be set free
(repeat chorus)
(repeat first verse)
(repeat chorus)
And when I die don't cry for me
'Cause I'll be just south of Heaven
South of Heaven
All I want, all I need, all I want
Is south of Heaven
(Randall Hall, Johnny Van-Zant, Ed King, Robert Johnson)
Five a.m. in the mornin', whiskey still runnin' through my head
I could get out of bed and maybe I'll just have another cigarette
As long as I can remember seems all I've ever done is work
The boss is a jerk and I ain't payin' the rent
Spent my whole life shovelin' dirt
(chorus)
I'm gonna get outta Hell in my Dodge
Can't take this anymore
Gonna go downtown pick up my girl
There ain't nothin' worth waitin' for
Take the road less traveled
Spend my life behind the wheel
Gonna get outta Hell in my Dodge
Freedom made out of steel
There's a knock on the door from the Sheriff
Askin' me where I was last night
Seems somebody lookin' a lot like me
Had takin' up with his wife
He said son if I ever catch him
There's gonna be some hell to pay
He'll be gone for good if I see him again
'Cause I just might blow him away
(repeat chorus)
What's a poor man supposed to do
Stuck in the middle and trapped by the blues
Baby, I'm sick of these blues
(chorus)
I'm gonna get outta Hell in my Dodge
Can't take this anymore
Gonna go downtown pick up my girl
There ain't nothin' worth waitin' for
Well I Don't care if I'm wrong or right
Gotta split this town tonight
Gonna get outta Hell in my Dodge
Live my life behind the wheel
I'm Gonna get outta Hell in my Dodge
My freedom made out of steel
(Gary Rossington, JohnnyVan-Zant, Ed King, Dale Krantz-Rossington, Custer)
I met the man, when I was fifteen
Seen him in all the papers, on T.V. and magazines
So I had to ask him, what's the difference between
Those who make a wish, those who spin wheels
And those who ride in white limosines like you,mister
Won't you tell me one thing
Some have the passion and they control the ride
Some settle for whatever happens
As years pass they see their lives just slip on by
The world keeps a' turnin'
It'll leave you behind
Nothin' else matters, nothin's worth learnin'
Until the dream you have inside
(chorus)
It's the one thing, the one thing there's no denyin'
So find yourself a dream and some piece of mind
'Cause money and power won't buy it
It's the one thing, nothin' else matters
And somewhere you might have heard the good times are through
And good luck is somethin' you're born with
I know it just ain't true
The world keeps a' turnin'
I wouldn't tell you no lie
Nothin' else matters, nothin's worth learnin'
Until the dream that you have inside
(repeat chorus)
Nothin' else matters
(Steve Gaines)
Somewhere the sun is shining
On some unhappy day
Somewhere there's people laughing
They think they've found the way
But its not me
Its not me, no no now
Its not me, Its not me, Its not me, Its not me
I'm not the one
Well sure I used to cry, but I used to laugh to
I had ups as well as downs you see
But I been down now for so long
I've forgotten all my dreams.
Yea it must be me
It must be me, you know now
Its not me, Its not me, Its not me, Its not me
I'm not the one in the sun
Since I became I've wondered what I've become
Lord I know it can't be much longer before
I find my place in sun
Sometimes I wonder will I figure something out
Will I find a reason good enough to live
Lord if it don't dawn on me pretty soon
I think something's gonna give
Yea it might be me
Yea it just might be me, yea
Its not me, no it can't be
'Cause I'm not the one in the sun
No I'm not the one
Yea I'm not the one
But I'm not the one
Sorry to say I'm not the one
(Barry Mann, Cynthia Weil, Brenda Russell)
You better listen my brother
'Cause if you do you can hear
There are voices still callin' from across the years
And they're cryin' across the ocean
And they're cryin' across the land
And they will until we all come to understand
(chorus)
That none of us are free
None of us are free
None of us are free if one of us is chained
None of us are free
Well there are people in the darkness
And they just can't see the light
And if we don't say it's wrong then that says it's right
We got to feel for each other
Let our brothers know we're here
Got to get the message and send it out loud and clear
That none of us are free
None of us are free
None of us are free if one of us is chained
None of us are free
Well it's the single truth
We all need to see
That none of are free if one of us is chained
None of us are free
Well I swear to you salvation isn't very hard to find
None of us can find it on our own
We got to join together. Spirit, heart and mind
All the are suffering, knows they're not alone
None of us are free
None of us are free
If you just look around you
You're see what I say
'Cause the world's gettin' smaller each passin' day
Now it's time to make some changes
Now it's time all realized
That the truth is shinin' right before our eyes
'Cause none of us are free
None of us are free
None of us are free if one of us is chained
None of us are free
Well it's the very heart of humanity
'Cause none of us are free if one of us is chained
None of us are free
None of us, none of us
None of us, none of us
None of us, none of us are free
None of us, none of us
None of us, none of us
None of us, none of us are free
None of us are free
None of us are free
None of us are free if one of us is chained
None of us are free
'Cause it's the very truth
We all need to see
That none of us are free if one of us is chained
None of us are free
(E. King, J. Van Zant)
This song goes out to all the money men
He drives around in a fancy car
Smokes those long cuban cigars
He don't know how to play guitar
He can't sing but still the pretty girls think he's a star
We play music got families to feed
Ain't good with numbers and he knows we can't read
If we get a dollar you know he gets three
It ain't hard to figure out it's as simple as can be
Don't ask me ask the money man
These boys are livin' in a fantasy land
I just keep 'em on the road so they can pay the money man
I'll be long gone before they understand
My promises are strong like a road made out of sand
I wanna be your money man
My mortgage is picked up by the band
I wanna be your money man
The boys, oh they're sleepin' out in the van
Don't ask me ask the money man
You boys are livin' in fantasy land
You signed the dotted line I'm takin' all I can
Your money's lookin' good in my retirement plan
That's just the way it is when your playin' in a band
That's my money man down on his knees
He ain't prayin' but he damn sure ought to be
He's at a place where money doesn't grow on trees
And all his prison buddies doin' more than shoot the breeze
How does it feel no money man
Not too good
What did you do with my money man
Well I a... Well a you know a...
How does it feel to be a honey man
Are you sure that your still a man
Aw your dressed up like a little girl
Just shootin' the breeze down on your knees
Money man, oh money man
(E. King, J.& D. Van Zant, Gary Rossington)
She'd wake us up early every mornin'
She'd help us say our prayers every night
She was always there to help us through the hard times
We could count on her to make everything alright
I remember swingin' on the front porch
Papa said there's somethin' I need to say tonight
Mama's been sick for a long time
Let's pray to God she can make it through the night
(chorus)
Mama don't wanna say goodbye
She said wipe those tears from your eyes
Mama I don't wanna say goodbye
It was written in the Heavens and the skies above
Son I gave you birth showed you all my love
I can't think of this life without you it's hard to try
Mama I'm afraid to say goodbye
Now kids I've been hangin' on a long time
I hate to leave this world before your grown
Remember everything that I've taught you
Remember all the good times when I'm gone
(repeat chorus)
She whispered in my ear before she passed away
Son it's time to be a man ain't nothin' left to say
Jesus walked on water I know it's true
When it comes time he'll call you home
I hope your ready too
(repeat chorus)
(Ronnie VanZant -- Allen Collins -- Gary Rossington)
I don't care who you are baby
Don't care about all the friends that you know
And why you chose me
Lord, sweet mama don't want to know
Can't tie me down baby
Don't bring me down
Chains can't hold me, I gotta go
I don't want your money baby
Don't care for your fancy clothes
And how you people live together
I say Lord in Heaven only knows
Can't tie me down people
Don't bring me down
Oh the man can't stop me, I gotta go
Gonna hit that road
Buy me some coke
You can take all your charm baby
Yea sweet daddy knows where it goes
Yes it does
You can tell your big sister thanks alot for the hole
Can't tie me down baby
Don't bring me down
Chains can't hold me, I gotta go
Gonna hit that road
I gotta go, don't hold me baby
Are you a saint then don't be a stranger
Were you sent down from Heaven to show me the way?
And if you ain't then I see a danger
You better take a minute and hear what I've got to say
'Cause I'll keep on tryin' to put it straight to you
You better give it straight to me
'Cause most women seem to have a good time
Makin' a fool out of me
I'm keepin' my faith, I've made up my mind
I've got nothin' left to lose, just lay it on the line
I'm keepin' my faith, yeah I'll find the one
Who won't steal me blind, who won't turn and run
I'm keepin' my faith, I'm trustin' in you
So don't treat me like those other ones do
Ain't no gettin' round it, tell me to my face
Do you think I'm a fool for keepin' my faith in you
I'll treat you right, I'll do you better
I won't disappoint you, I won't make you cry
My friends tell me if you let her
She'll empty your pockets, yeah she'll spend you dry
But I'll keep on tryin' to put it straight to you
You better give it straight to me
Most women seem to have a good time
Makin' a fool out of me
Oh I'll keep on tryin' to put it straight to you
You better give it straight to me
Most women seem to have a good time
Makin' a fool out of me
I'm keepin' my faith, I've made up my mind
I've got nothin' left to lose, just lay it on the line
I'm keepin' my faith, yeah I'll find the one
Who won't steal me blind, who won't turn and run
I'm keepin' my faith, I'm trustin' in you
So don't treat me like those other ones do
There ain't no gettin' round it, tell me to my face
Do you think I'm a fool for keepin' my faith in you, oh baby, oh
I'm keepin' my faith in you, oh baby
Keepin' my faith, I'm keepin' my faith in you
Keepin' my faith, I'm keepin' my faith in you
Keepin' my faith, I'm keepin' my faith in you
Keepin' my faith, I'm keepin' my faith in you
My daddy told me always be strong son don't you ever cry
You find the pretty girls and then you love them then you say goodbye
I never dreamed that you would leave me but now you're gone
I never dreamed that I would miss you woman, won't you come back home
I never dreamed that you could hurt me and leave me blue
I've had a thousand, maybe more but never one like you
I never dreamed I could feel so empty but now I'm down
I never dreamed that I would beg you woman I need you now
It seems to me I took your love for granted
It feels to me that this time I was wrong, so wrong
Oh Lord, now I feel so lonely
I say woman, won't you come back home
I tried to do what my daddy taught me but I think he knew
Someday that I would find one woman like you
I never dreamed that it could feel so good, Lord
That two could be one I never knew about sweet love
So woman won't you come back home?
Oh, now when you think the time's, babe
Take a look around
'Cause babies are dying from disease
Sleeping out on the ground
People never seen the tortured eyes
From a foreign land, no
When you see somebody who's down and out
Lend a helpin' hand
You better lend a helpin' hand, if you can
Lend a helpin' hand
Do it if you can
Oh, every time you feed your face
Do you bow your head?
Hunger kills each and every day
Won't you share your bread?
If you've ever felt the pain inside
I know you'd understand
When you see somebody who's down and out
Lend a helpin' hand
You better lend a helpin' hand, if you can
Lend a helpin' hand
Won't you please
Oh, every time you feed that face
Do you look around?
For somebody right in your own neighborhood
Sleepin' out on the ground
If you've ever felt the pain inside
I know you'd understand
When you see somebody who's down and out
Lend a helpin' hand
Why don't you lend a helpin' hand if you can?
Lend a helpin' hand
(Ed King, Johnny Van-Zant)
I don't read the paper, I don't watch the news
Life's good in this small town, population 62
Our bank ain't been held-up since 1932
Our doors are always unlocked
But not for long I'm tellin' you
(chorus)
'Cause I know time's are gonna change
I know life will never be the same
I see please tell me it ain't so
They're all movin' in surroundin' me
No place left to go
My oh my you can kiss your freedom goodbye
Used to have a small town drugstore
Where old men liked to meet
That store's gone out of business
They're sellin' drugs out in the streets
The new kids like to spray paint
They've got a lot to say
Sure do have a way with words
Taught me a few today
(chorus)
'Cause I know time's are gonna change
I know life will never be the same
I see small town folks like me
Are gonna have to change the way we do things cause eventually
My oh my you can kiss your freedom goodbye
Kiss it goodbye
(repeat 1st chorus)
(repeat 2nd chorus)
(J.J. Cale)
Have you heard that rumor that's goin' around
My baby's got a man, lord way across town
Its the same old story
Tell me where will it end
Yes I heard the news its the same old blues again
Well I wrote you a letter, must have read it wrong
Stood at the doorway and baby you was gone
Took a lot of courage
To let the telephone ring
I got the same old blues, same old blues again
Well you gave me the business, though I didn't mind
'Cause I got a lot of patience, Lord got a lot of time
Its the same old story
Tell me where will it end
I got the same old blues, same old blues again
Here come my blues
Gonna find me a mountain and gonna hide out
Ain't talkin' to you babe, Lord I ain't comin' back
Well I heard that rumor, tell where will it end
I got the same old blues, same old blues again
Have you heard that rumor that's goin' around
My baby's got a man, lord way across town
Its the same old story
Tell me where will this end
Yes I heard the news its the same old blues again
I got the same old blues, same old blues again
I got the blues... same old blues
(G. Rossington, J. & D. Van Zant)
My baby came home late last night
I said girl I gotta talk to you
I've been drinkin' with the man next door
He said he's been singin' with you
Whoever's tellin' lies it's time to say bye-bye
You know my mama didn't raise no fool
(chorus)
You're gonna walk out that door you'll never see me anymore
Tell you what I'm gonna do
I'm gonna love ya' just one more time
I'd love to see what you've got
I don't care if it takes all night
Gonna make you remember for the rest of your life oh baby
We had a good thing a good thing goin'
But ain't been seein' eye to eye
You had a good thing but it's all over
Might as well wave and say goodbye
It's easy to see the guilt in your eyes
Girl I want you to tell me the truth
Was he worth the risk and all the trouble he's caused
Now it comes down to me and you
You thought I was blind when you were gone all the time
Playin' me for a fool
(repeat chorus)
We had a good thing goin' baby but it's all over
Good thing, good thing goin'.......
(Gary Rossington -- Johnny VanZant -- Hughie Thomasson -- Rickey Medlocke)
I've always lived my life like a gypsy
I can't imagine myself settlin' down
So please don't ask me to give up this life I lead
'Cause I love to feel those wheels go 'round and 'round
(chorus)
I can see it inside
It's my heart that sees, not my eyes
And if you listen close I'll tell you why
Home is where the heart is
And my heart is at home with you
There's a cold wind blowin' and you know it's almost midnight
You never dreamed it would be this hard lovin' a music man
But this iron horse on which I ride I'm closer it's true
And it's just as hard for me as it is for you
I can see it inside
It's my heart that sees not my eyes
And if you listen close I'll tell you why
Home is where the heart is
And my heart is at home with you
In my life I'm always on the run
Livin' one day at a time
Hold on a little longer
I don't know where I'm gonna end up
Or where I'll go
I can see it inside
It's my heart that sees not my eyes
And if you listen close I'll tell you why
Home is where the heart is
And my heart is at home ...
I can see it inside
It's my heart that sees not my eyes
And if you listen close I'll tell you why
Home is where the heart is
And my heart is at home with you
Home is where the heart is
Oh ,my home is where my heart is
Oh, my home is where my heart is
Life is so strange when its changin', yes indeed
Well I've seen the hard times and the pressure's been on me
But I keep on workin' like the workin' man do
And I've got my act together, gonna walk all over you
Gimme back my bullets
Put 'em back where they belong
Ain't foolin' around 'cause I done had my fun
Ain't gonna see no more damage done
Gimme back my bullets
Sweet talkin' people done ran me out of town
And I drank enough whiskey to float a battleship around
But I'm leavin' this game one step ahead of you
And you will not hear me cry 'cause I do not sing the blues
Gimme back my bullets
Put 'em back where they belong
Ain't foolin' around 'cause I done had my fun
Ain't gonna see no more damage done
Gimme back, gimme back my bullets
Oh, put 'em back... where they belong
Been up and down since I turned seventeen
Well I've been on top, and then it seems I lost my dream
But I got it back, I'm feelin' better everyday
Tell all those pencil pushers, better get out of my way
Gimme back my bullets
Put 'em back where they belong
Ain't foolin' around, 'cause I done had my fun
Ain't gonna see no more damage done
Gimme back, gimme back my bullets
Oh put 'em back where they belong
Well, you can see her walkin' down on Peachtree Street
She got high-heeled shoes and a dot on her cheek
She's lookin' good, she's headed downtown
Ain't got no money, honey, she knows her way around
I think she's cute, think she's cute as she can be
Talkin' about a funny talkin', honky tonking Georgia peach
Well these Georgia Peaches, son, they know their way around
They can take your money, son, before you get sight of town
Well they talk a little funny, but they look so fine
Yes, nine out of ten of them gonna sell you a dime
I think they're cute, think they're cute as they can be, ooh yeah
I'm talkin' about a funny talkin', honky tonking Georgia peach
Well, peaches, peaches
Love them Georgia peaches
Peaches, peaches
Love them Georgia peaches
Well them Georgia peaches, sure do got the style
They'll steal your heart with a Southern smile
Well they talk a little funny, but they look so fine
The older they get, oh Lord, I swear it's like good wine
I think they're cute, think they're cute as they can be
Talkin' about a funny talkin', honky tonking Georgia peach
Eleven times I been busted, eleven times I been to jail
Some of the times I been there nobody could go my bail
Well it seems to me, Lord that this ol' boy just don't fit
Well I can jump in a rosebush and come out smelling like shit
Those misters dressed in blue never done so right by me
Some of the times I was innocent but the judge said guilty
I'm not one to complain now son I tell you true
When the black cat cross your trail, Lord
It comes in misery times two
Double trouble--that's what my friends all call me
(Double trouble)
I said, double trouble
T-R-O-U-B-L-E
Well I was born down in the gutter
With a temper as hot as fire
Spent ninety days on a peat farm just doin' the county's time
Well now, even mama said Son you're bad news
(T. Cerney, E. King, G. Rossington, J. Van Zant)
It was a late night show in Georgia
We were on the 'ol highway
We know we've lost some friends
And family on the way
But you know we all feel better
And it makes it worth our time
To know our bus is rollin' towards
That Mason-Dixon line
(chorus)
Oh we can't seem to find the end of the road
Roots never grow on the seeds that we sow
We've still got our music and so many miles to go
You know we can't seem to find the end of the road
We know we've got a legacy that's hard to live up to
But there's still a lot of reasons
Why we play these songs for you
It's a family tradition and as long as we're around
That Freebird keeps on flyin' and it never will come down
(repeat chorus)
Oh we can't seem to find the end of the road
Roots never grow on the seeds that we sow
We can't seem to find the end of the road
No matter how far we travel it always seems to slow
We still got our music and so many miles to go
You know we can't seem to find Lord the end of the road
The end of the road
(Ed King - Ronnie VanZant)
Well, Billy Joe told me ,well everything's lookin' fine
He got the place all secure, got the icebox full of wine
He said, now hurry on all and don't be late
I got three lovely ladies who just won't wait
We'll do some down south jukin', lookin' for some peace of mind
Now put your Sunday pants, lets get out on the road
We've been workin' all week and I think its time we let go
We got three fine mamas sitting all alone
Gonna sip our wine, gonna get it on
And do some down south jukin, lookin' for some peace of mind
Well, come Monday morning we'll be headed out to the the field
We'll be doin' everything for Papa and ol' Uncle Bill
Well, come Friday night we'll be headed to town
Tryin' to pick up any woman hanging around
And do some down south jukin', lookin' for some peace of mind
And do some down south jukin', lookin' for some peace of mind
And do some down south jukin', lookin' for a peace of mind
(Robert Johnson)
I went down to the crosroads
Fell down on my knees
Down to the crossroads
Fell down on my knees
I said I'm beggin' for mercy won't you take me
If you please
I went down to the crossroads
Tried to beg a ride
I went down to the crossroads
Tried to beg a ride
Nobody seemed to know me
Everybody passed me by
Take a ride
Going down toward Rosedale
Took Loretta by my side
Going down to Rosedale
Took Loretta by my side
Can still buy a house there
On the riverside
One more time
You can run, you can run
Tell all my friends I'll be by
You can run, you can run
Tell my friends I'll be by
And I'll be stayin' in the crossroads
I believe I'm sinkin' down
(J.J. Cale)
Call me the breeze
I keep blowin' down the road
Well now, they call me the breeze
I keep blowin' down the road
I ain't got me nobody
I don't carry me no load
Ain't no change in the weather
Ain't no changes in me
Well, there ain't no change in the weather
Ain't no changes in me
And I ain't hidin' from nobody
Nobody's hidin' from me
Oh, that's the way its supposed to be
Well, I got that green light, baby
I got to keep movin' on
Well, I got that green light, baby
I got to keep movin' on
Well, I might go out to California
Might go down to Georgia, I don't know
Well, I dig you Georgia peaches
Makes me feel right at home
Well now, I dig you Georgia peaches
Makes me feel right at home
But I don't love me no one woman
So I can't stay in Georgia long
Well now, they call me the breeze
I keep blowin' down the road
Well now, they call me the breeze
I keep blowin' down the road
I ain't got me nobody
I don't carry me no load
(Johnny Van Zant, Robert Johnson, Michael Lunn)
What can they all be thinkin'
Wanna' take the cross off of the hill
Put away the pledge of allegience
Lord,just the thought gives me a chill
They can take God off our money but, in the end 'o ain't it funny
How were all gonna see him on the judgement day
So sing it loud
(chorus)
One more time
Hear what you say
When you got the truth inside, now they can't take that away
One more time
'Cause it ain't too late
Hold on to what you believe 'cause thay can't take that
they can't take that away
They want to change somethin' somewhere for everybody
Right now a change ain't what we need
Just like my father's father before him
They held on with pride to everything they believed
They can take God off our money but, in the end 'o aint it funny
How were all gonna see him on the judgement day
(repeat chorus)
There's a fire that burns forever
Come a day we ain't gonna take no more
(repeat chorus)
(Gary Rossington -- Johnny VanZant -- Rickey Medlocke -- Hughie Thomasson)
Here I sit all by myself
Wonderin' how she could put our love on a shelf
A crowd of people, they pass me by
But all I can do is hang my head and cry
(chorus)
Blame it on a sad song in the night
I don't want anyone but you to make it right
Blame it on a sad song in the night
Well, it's an old familiar feelin'
Girl, it's got my heart reelin'
Don't want to hear a sad song in the night
Anymore
I know when we first started out
I was your only love and you had no doubt
But songs of the heart don't last forever
But don't you give up on love 'cause you never say never
Blame it on a sad song in the night
I don't want anyone but you to make it right
Blame it on a sad song in the night
Well, it's an old familiar feelin'
Girl, it's got my heart reelin'
Don't want to hear a sad song in the night
Anymore
'Cause not a day goes by that I don't think about you
Oh, moment to moment, I get lost in time
And many years from now when I hear that song come on the radio
All those feelings will come back to haunt me
My heart will let me know
Blame it on a sad song in the night
I don't want anyone but you to make it right
Blame it on a sad song in the night
Well, it's an old familiar feelin'
Girl, it's got my heart reelin'
Don't want to hear a sad song anymore
Blame it on a sad song
You can blame it on a sad song, baby
Blame it on, blame it on a sad song
(Gary Rossington, Tom Keifer, JohnnyVan-Zant)
I've got a sayin' in my life that's got me by so far
Well it mat not be right but, nobody's gonna tell me I'm wrong
The first mistake is leave it up to somebody else
If you want somethin' done you got to do it yourself
I'll do it myself before somebody makes a fool out of me
(chorus)
'Cause nothin' comes easy for a man like me
Everybody thinks the best things in life are free
If they would open their eyes it'd be so plain to see
That the best things in life don't come so easily
I met a man who thought just a little bit different from me
He said you got it so easy but I just had to disagree
It would have been alright but he pushed me too far
If your lookin' for trouble step outside of this bar
IF it comes down to fistin', mister that ain't nothin' new to me
(repeat chorus)
You'll find in this life if there's somethin' that you believe
You got to get your hands dirty when it's somethin' that you really need
If they ever give you somethin' too easily
Can't be too good, 'cause nothin' good's for free
Tell ya' straight from the heart a bed of roses it will never be
(Gary Rossington - Johnny VanZant)
These ol' white lines on the highway
Lord its all I know
Seems like I've been out all my life
But I just can't let it go
Oh you know I ain't complainin'
Cause I can tell, Lord its just your plan
So I thank you for what I have
And that's a song
All I have is a song
I keep thinkin' about the friends I've had
And all the meories we've shared
They keep comin' back, time and time again
Sometimes I wonder was it worth the cost
And all I've lost
Oh you know I ain't complainin'
Cause I can tell, Lord its just your plan
So I thank you for what I have
And that's a song
All I have is a song
So I play this song one more time, 'cause Lord its all I know
I'll be standin' at your door following along
'Cause all I have is a song
And this song will live on
All I have is a song
A piece of me to live on
Well, just keep on runnin' Mama, 'till you can't run no more
You know your sister told your Mama 'bout the boy next door
Well, I see your sugar Daddy comin' 'round the corner
I wonder if he knows you're the Preacher's daughter, oh no
Aah ah, baby
Well, I seen you through your window baby, many times before
Yeah, there're hundred different lovers knockin' on your back door
Well, I see your sugar Daddy comin' 'round the corner
I wonder if he knows you're the Preacher's daughter, oh no
Aah ah, baby
Well, keep on runnin' Mama, 'till you can't get no now ?
Well, you're just a no good woman, Lord I ain't lyin'
Well, I see your sugar Daddy comin' 'round the corner
I wonder if he knows you're the Preacher's daughter, oh no
And I'm takin' about the Preacher's daughter
Doin' what she hadn't oughta
Gettin' on down
Now Mama's in the kitchen cookin'
And her children are fast asleep
It's time for Santa Claus to make his midnight creep 'cause
Santa Claus wants some lovin'
Santa Claus wants some lovin'
I know there's something real pretty
Underneath that Christmas tree
But I ain't had no lovin' and it's wearin' me 'cause
Santa Claus wants some lovin'
Santa Claus wants some lovin'
Now I been trying to fix this old bicycle
Can't seem to find my pliers
Halfway watchin' Mama for that sleep in her eyes 'cause
Santa Claus wants some lovin'
Santa Claus wants some lovin'
I don't want no turkey
Don't care about no cake
I want you to come here Mama 'fore the children wake 'cause
Santa Claus wants some lovin'
Santa Claus wants some lovin'
Now Christmas is for the children
And I want them to be real pleased
But right now Mama it's Christmas Eve
Come make your Papa happy please
Santa Claus wants some lovin'
Wino on the street, drinkin' a bottle of booze
Ain't got nothing to say, yeah, and he don't got much to lose
Times are on his face, blisters on his brain
Wonders who's at fault, knows that he's to blame
Thinks back on his childhood and wonders the reasons why?
Why some men have made it rich? Why some men have cried?
Reaching out his hand, Lord, for a nickel or a dime
Livin' every day, yeah, for one more taste of wine
Wino, soon you've got to choose
How long must you take abuse?
Wino, you wasn't born to lose
Sweet wine is making you a fool
Yeah talk to me
Wino on the street, drinkin' a bottle of booze
He ain't got nothing to say, and he don't got much to lose
I want to help him out with his troubles and woes
I guess he's a happy young man, God in heaven only knows
Wino, soon you've got to choose
Just how long baby, must you take abuse?
Wino, you wasn't born to lose
Sweet wine is making you a fool
Yonder come a man, now this I know
Now you better find some place to go
Yonder come a man to take you downtown
He don't want you hanging around
Ohh let's get off this complete ground
Well, it's eight o'clock in Boise, Idaho.
I'll find my limo driver, Mister, take us to the show.
I've done made some plans for later on tonight:
I'll find a little queenie and I know I can treat her right.
What's your name, little girl, what's your name?
Shootin' you straight, little girl, won't you do the's ame.
Back at the hotel, Lord, we got such a mess.
It seems, one of the crew had a go with one of the guests, ah yes.
Well, the police said we can't drink in the bar, what a shame.
Won't you come upstairs, girl, and have a drink of champagne.
What's your name, little girl, what's your name?
Shootin' you straight, little girl, for there ain't no shame.
What's your name, little girl, what's your name?
Shootin' you straight, little girl, won't you do the same.
What's your name, little girl, what's your name?
Shootin' you straight, little girl, won't you do the same.
Nine o'clock the next day and I'm ready to go.
I got six hundred miles to ride and do one more show, oh no.
Can I get you a taxi home, it sure was grand.
When I come back here next year I wanna see you again.
What was your name, little girl, what's your name?
Shootin' you straight, little girl, for there ain't no shame.
What was your name, little girl, what's your'n ame?
I'd like to tell you all a story
About a friend of mine
Who liked to drink good whiskey, oh Lord
And have a real good time
His woman, you know she left him
And stole that boy's brand new car
And ran out of town with a guitar picker
Said he gonna be a superstar
Sure you are
You can't alway trust your woman
You can't always trust your best friend
Beware of the ones that you need you all
'Cause they might be the ones that do you in
Don't talk no stuff to no slicker
Don't tell your feelings to your friend
Don't tell your woman that you love her
Because that's when your trouble begins
There are many ladies here among us
That'll stab you in the back when you ain't around
There are many, so many of your very best friends
That'll kick you in the head when you are down
Yes they will
You can't alway trust your woman
You can't always trust your best friend
And beware of the ones that you need you all
'Cause they might be the ones that do you in
Don't you backtalk the police
'Cause it's his job to put you in the jail
They'll lock you up, boy and throw away the key
And your best friend won't even go your bail
There are many slickers here among us
That are all dressed up in suits and ties
But don't you show your pain, Lord in front of them
'Cause if you do you kiss yourself goodbye, alright
You can't alway trust your woman
You can't always trust your best friend
And beware of the ones that you need you all
I was born a travelin' man, that's all I'll ever be
Moving around from town to town is what makes me so free
My father was a trucker for the years of '23
On the day that I was born his truck was left to me
I'm a travelin' man
Travelin' Man -- that's what I am
Travelin' Man
Travelin' Man
That's what I am
Travelin' man -- that's what I am
No woman puts a hold on me
You'll see me once or maybe twice
That's all you'll see of me
All you pretty women Lord, I hope you understand
Don't be a fool Lord no, and put your heart in a travellin' man
I'm a travelin' man
Travelin' Man
Travelin' Man -- that's what I am
Travelin' Man
(Bridge)
Travelin' Man -- that's what I am
Guess I'll always be
Travelin' Man -- that's what I am
But at least I'm free
Travelin' man
Oh - that's what I am
Travelin' man -- that's what I am, Lord I move so fast
I have had so many women, none of them have last
I am just a mover, moving fast as sound
Always free, sometimes lonely. Always movin' around
I'm a Travelin' Man
Travelin' Man -- that's what I am
Travelin' Man
Travelin' Man
There’s a gray horse standin’ still
As the soldier climbs in the saddle
For one last ride
As the rain pours off his hat
You can see the shadows of the past
Written in his eyes
Now the canons are silent
His friends are all gone
Gotta put it all behind him
If he ever wants to find his way home
He’s the last rebel on the road
Just a boy with his old guitar
Keeps to himself
But everybody takes him wrong
But he carries on
Got a dream that’ll never die
Can’t change him
No use in stayin’ where you don’t belong
Now he’s rollin’ down the highway
Gone too far too fast
No one will ever find him
He’ll never look back, whoaoh whoaoh
‘Cuz he’s the last rebel
He’s all alone
‘Cuz he’s the last rebel
His friends are all gone
The last rebel on the road
There’ll never be another like him
He’s the last of a dying breed
Ain’t no use in tryin’ to tame him
‘Cuz he’s the last rebel
And he’s all alone
He’s the last rebel
His friends are all gone
He’s the last rebel
Got to carry on
He’s the last rebel
The last rebel on the road
(He’s the last rebel)
He’s the last rebel
He’s the last rebel
(He’s the last rebel)
He’s the last rebel
(He’s the last rebel)
Here we go...
C'mon...
I was raised on the west side Shanty Town
I didn't get up 'til the sun went down
When your backs against the wall you better get tough
I learned real quick how to swing and duck
I was born in the sweet hot Florida sunshine
Good lookin' women backwoods and moonshine
Learned more about life on the streets than in school
Sweet Mama didn't raise no fool (No she didn't)
Hahahaha...
Ooooohhh...
Some folks cheat and some folks lie
I can judge a man by the look in his eyes
So don't hand me Jack and try to call it Cola
I know the difference 'tween shit and shinola
I was born in the sweet hot Florida sunshine
Good lookin' women backwoods and moonshine
Learned more about life on the streets than in the school
Sweet Mama didn't raise no fool (No she didn't)
Play it boys..
MMmmHhmmm...
Mama was no angel when she taught me right from wrong
She knew every single note and every word in every single song
She taught me how to gamble and how to roll the dice
If it makes you feel good DO IT don't think twice
I was born in the sweet hot Florida sunshine
Good lookin' women backwoods and moonshine
Learned more about life on the streets than in school
Sweet Mama didn't raise no fool
I was born in the sweet hot Florida sunshine
Good lookin' women backwoods and moonshine
Learned more about life on the streets than in school
Sweet Mama didn't raise no fool (Noooooo...)
Talkin' 'bout Mama
Ooooh I'm tellin' ya sheee...
Talkin' 'bout sweet, sweet sweet Mama
Talkin' 'bout sweet sweet sweet, sweet sweet Mama
Talkin' 'bout sweet sweet sweet, sweet sweet Mama
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I'm the kind of man that loves all the girls
From debutants to honky-tonk queens
I've tasted every brand, all around the world
But all I see are peaches in my dreams
I'm talkin' 'bout, I'm talkin' 'bout them southern women
It's a well known fact across the Dixie line
And if a man don't agree, I can tell you he's blind
They can drink with the best and the hell with the rest
And if she takes you home you ain't gettin' no rest
Well, I'm talkin' 'bout, I'm talkin' 'bout them southern women
I'm talkin' 'bout, I'm talkin' 'bout them southern women
I'm talkin' 'bout, they'll love you so, slow, them southern women
Them southern girls
They look like angels on Saturday night, oh Lord, they got a wild side
Take you places that you've never been, make a man come back again
Talk about mamas, southern belle, little girl learned her lesson well
Ain't no others can cast a spell like the sweet southern women
I'm talkin' 'bout, I'm talkin' 'bout them southern women
I'm talkin' 'bout, they'll love you so, slow, them southern women
Them southern girls
They look like angels on Saturday night, oh Lord, they got a wild side
Take you places that you've never been, make a man come back again
Talk about mamas, southern belle, little girl learned her lesson well
Ain't no others can cast a spell like the sweet southern women
Southern women
They can make a man feel so proud
They can capture him with a southern style
Little girl learned her lesson, well ain't no others can cast a spell
Like the sweet southern women, them southern girls
Southern women
Southern women
Make a man feel so proud
Southern women
Make it feels like a [Incomprehensible]--4:05
Southern women
(I think it gonna be a good night here, Ricky)
(I think its time to rock)
(Its gonna be a hellava show)
People out there in the parking lot
Smokin' that stuff, its a rebel flag bop
Turn it up, crank it out, let me hear you shout
Ohhh, that sweet soul southern music
So put your hands in the air
Give us all you got
Well, feeling right (feeling right)
It'll take all night (take all night)
To rock this joint the way its supposed to be
Young and old (young and old)
Three generations bold (generations)
We've been told, its a Skynyrd Nation.
Motorcycle ladies hugging up to their daddys
Teenage (something, something, something)
Open those gates, gonna rock tonight
When the lights go down, its a beautiful sight, yea!
So put your hands in the air
Give us all you got
(Come on)
(Turn it up)
Well, feeling right (feeling right)
It'll take all night (take all night)
To rock this joint the way its supposed to be
Young and old (young and old)
Three generations bold (generations)
We've been told, its a Skynyrd Nation.
(Hey, put your hands in the air)
(Loud and proud)
Well, feeling right (feeling right)
It'll take all night (take all night)
To rock this joint the way its supposed to be
Young and old (young and old)
Three generations bold (generations)
We've been told, its a Skynyrd Nation.
Skynyrd Nation, young and old
Skynyrd Nation, Three generations bold
I jumped off a boxcar down around Tennessee
I was cold tired and dirty hungry as I could be
But I had my guitar and a hundred railroad songs
So I asked the policeman
Can I stay here long
He said Mr. Hobo you got to go now
We don't want you around
See I'm trying to build me a respectable town
So we don't need a hobo like you hanging around
So I left that town, Lord with my guitar in my hand
Still cold and tired, kinda mad at the man
But this life that I chose to live, sometime's strange
See I'm trying to learn about the old music from ridin' the train
I'm a hobo I know, but that's the price I pay
Guess I'll write me another song while I'm on my way
I'm okay, get's me another train and this is what I'll say
Mr Choo-choo train, take me away
Choo-choo train
Well I'm goin' to ride this train Lord, until I find out
What Jimmie Rogers and the hag was all about
I play this rock 'n' roll, I think that's fine
But I like to go back 'lone, a little further in time
I'm a hobo I know but that's the price I pay
Guess I'll write me another song while I'm on my way, at home
Get me a great train, this is what I'll say
Mr Choo-choo train
MMmmmmm... That's right
Yeah...
Big bad machine still makin' the scene
Big wheels keep on turnin'
Step on the gas, gone in a flash
Rubber just keeps on burnin'
'Cause every night is a Saturday night
No Matter what town we're in
Open the doors, kick out the lights
Just let the party begin
We're just watchin' the world from this big ass bus
The highway is home to folks like us
Makin good music, keepin' it alive
Slip in slip out, of your rockin little town tonight
Yeah that's what we do..
Get into town, lay our head down
Really ain't nothin' to do
Watchin' the clock, get ready to rock
We ain't no different than you
'Cause every night is a Saturday night
No Matter what town we're in
Open the doors, kick out the lights
Yeah let the party begin
We're just watchin' the world from this big ass bus
The highway is home to folks like us
Makin' good music, keepin' it alive
Slip in, slip out
Of your rockin' little town tonight
MMMMmmmmm...
So good to see you all again
I hope this ride we're on
Oooooh it never ends yeah...
OOohhh...
'Cause every night is a Saturday night
No Matter what town we're in
Open the doors Kick out the lights
Yeah let this party begin
"Cause We're just watchin' the world from this big ass bus
The highway is home to boys like us
Makin' good music, keepin' it alive
Slip in, slip out
We're gonna rock' your little town
Watchin' the world from this big ass bus
The highway is home to folks like us
Makin' good music, keepin' it alive
Slip in, slip out
Of your rockin' little town tonight
Yeah it's what we do...
Oohhh we'll see ya soon
MMMMMmmmOoooh
We don't have no plastic L.A. Frynds,
ain't on the edge of no popular trend.
Ain't never seen the inside of that magazine GQ.
We don't care if you 're a lawyer, or a texas oil man,
or some waitress busting ass in some liquor stand.
If you got Soul
We hang out with people just like you
My hair's turning white,
my neck's always been red,
my collar's still blue,
we've always been here
just trying to sing the truth to you.
Yes you could say
we've always been,
Red, White, and Blue
Ride our own bikes To Sturgis
we pay our own dues,
smoking camels, drinking domestic BREWS
You want to know where I have been
just look at my hands
Yeah, I've driven by the White House,
Spent some time in jail.
Momma cried but she still wouldn't pay my bail.
I ain't been no angel,
But even God, he understands.
My hair's turning white,
my neck's always been red,
my collar's still blue,
we've always been here
just trying to sing the truth to you.
Yes you could say
we've always been,
Red, White, and Blue
Yeah that's right!
My Daddy worked hard, and so have I,
paid our taxes and gave our lives
to serve this great country
so what are they complaining about
Yeah we love our families, we love our kids
you know it is love that makes us all so rich
That's where were at,
If they don't like it they can just
get the HELL out!
Yeah!
My hair's turning white,
my neck's always been red,
my collar's still blue,
we've always been here
just trying to sing the truth to you.
Yes you could say
we've always been,
Red, White, and Blue
oh..oh..Red, White, and Blue....
Red, White, and Blue
Mama called this morning, said
'Son won't you come back home?
I've been feelin' good but
I know it won't be long.'
Don't keep me waiting
I wanna touch your face again.
Ohh, what a good life it's been.
Chorus:
Now I'm ready to fly
I wanna see your daddy again.
I'm ready to fly
All my family and friends.
I know they're out there waiting
In a place beyond the sky.
Ohh, I'm ready to fly.
Hard times it's '69
The war was reachin' on.
That's the reason my daddy left
And never made it back home
It was tough for all of us
But mama smiled everyday
Ohh, it's so hard to hear her say.
Chorus:
Now I'm ready to fly
I wanna see your daddy again.
I'm ready to fly
All my family and friends.
I know they're out there waiting
In a place beyond the sky.
So, I'm ready to fly.
She made sure she'd never see her cry
But those tears on the pillow she couldn't hide
Chorus:
I'm ready to fly
I wanna see your daddy again.
I'm ready to fly
All my family and friends.
I know they're out they're waiting
Oooohhh...
Mmmmmm Yeah...
We just landed, we just touched down
It just hit home yeah, that a good man is gone
Hey Cat in the Hat, we're all gonna miss you
And all your practical jokes yeah, and taking three steps with you
We never say goodbye we always say so long
You had nine lives I can't believe they're all gone
The Mad Hatter's movin' on
Yeah he's movin' on
Yeah we'll see you again, one way or another
And now that you're there yeah, Say hello to our brothers
Oohh... We never say goodbye we always say so long Yeah...
You had nine lives I can't believe they're all gone
The Mad Hatter's movin' on
The Cat in the Hat is gone...
OOoooooo...
Oohh...
Travelin' man, travelin' man His spirit's never gone
It lives on and on and on and on
Oooohhh...
Mad Hatter...
Oooohhh...
So tonight we'll pay tribute, and light up a match
And tell all your brothers and sisters, about the Cat in the Hat
Ooohhh... He had nine lives I can't believe they're all gone
I know the Mad Hatter, he's not alone
The Mad Hatter's moved on
Ooooohhh he's gone
Travelin' on
Travel on
OOOoooooOOOooooo
OOOoooooOOOooooo
The Mad Hatter's moved on
How can you stand there smilin'
After all you've done
You know it seems to make you happy
When you've hurt someone
Twice before you fooled me
With your deceivin' and lyin'
Come in and close the door
One more time, one more time
Yeah you've been gone so long
No one knows where
And you say that you still love me
Then show me you care
'Cause you got what it takes sweet mama
To make a man feel fine
So I'll take the word of a liar
One more time, one more time
Girl you've got me hungry
Losin' my mind
I know I'm playin' with fire
Get burned everytime
Yes I'm a fool for you baby I can't deny
But I got to have your sweet love
One more time, one more time
Girl you've got me hungry
Losin' my mind
I know I'm playin' with fire
I get burned everytime
Yes I'm a fool for you mama I can't deny
But I got to have your sweet love
One more time, one more time
Yes I'm her fool once more
I can read her brown eyes
But when the rooster crows tomorrow
Well its her turn to cry
I'm headed down that old road
She lost her free ride
So tonight I'll take what I paid for
One more time, one more time
Oh another hot cup of coffee - I'm up at 5 am
These old worn out workin' boots look like these beat up hands
But I get up and I do it - because people depend on me
Tryin' to keep my faith in this American Dream
Paychecks goin' down...
Prices are goin' up...
Takes most of my money just to fill my pick-up truck...
Nothin' Comes Easy - tryin' to feed my family
Nothin' Comes Easy - for a workin' class like me
I've been doin' time on the line - listen you don't understand
Nothin' comes easy
Nothin' comes easy
Let's put back the pieces to this broken promised land
All this crazy spending - I don't understand
Politicians preachin' - but it don't never change
Same ol' lines and bullshit - might as well flush it all down the drain!
Nobody wants to say it - but I'm gonna speak my mind
We're all in this together but we're running out of time!
Nothin' Comes Easy - tryin' to feed my family
Nothin' Comes Easy - for a workin' class like me
I've been doin' time on the line - listen you don't understand
Nothin' comes easy
Not for a man like me
Yeah when your back's up against the wall
And the wolf's knocking at your door
LISTEN MR. PRESIDENT BECAUSE WE CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!
Nothin' Comes Easy - tryin' to feed my family
Nothin' Comes Easy - for a workin' class like me
I've been out here puttin' it on the line - listen you don't understand
Nothin' comes easy
It ain't easy - for a workin' class like me
Nothin' comes easy - tryin' to feed my family
I've been out here puttin' it on the line - listen you don't understand
Nothin' comes easy... easy
Mama used to send us early to bed on Christmas Eve
She became Santa's helper and they took care of me
We would wake up early from our beds only to see
The love she had for all of us was left beneath the tree
One day I know we'll be together
When the Lord brings me to you
Then I know, I will be in Heaven
When my eyes can rest on you
But until then I will remember
All the good times that we've shared
I'll hang a star upon this tree for you
On Christmas Day I know you'll be there too
Now that I am all grown up with children of my own
I see the happiness in their eyes, somehow I wish I'd known
But not a Christmas Day goes by, that I will not see
The gift you gave to all of us was the love you gave to me
One day I know we'll be together
When the Lord brings me to you
Then I know I will be in Heaven
When my eyes can rest on you
But until then I will remember
All the good times that we shared
I'll hang a star upon this tree for you
Mama, on Christmas Day I know you'll be there too
One day I know we'll be together
Then I know I will be in Heaven
I won't have to remember
'Cause I'm standing there with you
Of a time that you and I always knew
Mama, on Christmas Day I'll finally be with you
1 2 3 4 and
When I look in your face, baby
When I look in your eyes
I can tell pretty mama, I been wastin' time
Well, you don't really love me
You just want me for what I am
But you best treat me right, woman
Gonna lose your money, man
Well, when I first met you, baby, you was a red light girl
But I tried to take you to a better world
But you would not listen
Still you think I am a fool
Well, you had it made in the shade, baby
Don't let that tree fall down on you
Well, I work for the railroad each and every day
Well, I work real hard tryin' to make my pay
Lord, I never tell you what you supposed to do
Girl, you had it made in the shade, honey
Don't let that tree fall down on you
Well, you had it made in the shade, sugar
Don't let that tree fall down on you
Michelle, little girl I need you baby
More than the air I breathe
My love for you grows stronger babe
My words you must believe
Well I need to see you laugh again
And I want to see you smile
Michelle, little girl I love you baby
You're my only child
Michelle, little girl the pain for you
Is hurting me inside
At night I think of you sometimes
I lean my head and cry
I need to see you laugh again
And I wanna see you smile
Michelle, little girl I love you baby
You're my only child
Michelle, little girl I need you baby
More than the air I breathe
My love for you grows stronger babe
My words you must believe
I need to see you laugh again
And I wanna see you smile
Michelle, little girl I love you baby
Raised up with two kinds of people
The good ones and the bad
I was taught from early on
The only choice I had
Now I see, it's clear to me
What was in the plan
Had to walk the walk and talk the talk
And try to be a man
I swear the wind took me away
But now I'm here again today, yeah
I'm back on the mean streets
Oh, it's the only thing I know
Never change me, it was born in my soul
And it don't take much to make me mad
Push me a little and I bring back
I've a mean streak, oh
Yeah, I'm back on the mean streets
Somebody stole my money
I heard a brother say
Used to we'd fight it out
That was yesterday
Just because you're packin' son
Don't make you a man
If you shoot to kill, what's the thrill
Why don't you understand
Each time I walk outside my door
We need a change and that's for sure
I'm back on the mean streets
Oh, it's the only thing I know
Never change me, it was born in my soul
And it don't take much to make me mad
Push me a little and I bring back
I've a mean streak, oh
Yeah, I'm back on the mean streets
Do you ever think about where you're goin'?
Have you ever thought about where you've been?
Will you ever pass this way again?
There's a fear and you know it
But inside, you can't show it
No where for you to run and hide
I'm back on the mean streets
Yes, it's the only thing I know
Never change me, it was born in my soul
And it don't take much to make me mad
Push me a little and I bring back
I've a mean streak
Yeah, I'm back on the mean streets
Yeah, I'm back on the mean streets, baby
I'm back on the mean streets
I'm back on the mean streets
On the mean streets
A boy gets crazy when he's sittin' at the bar
Don't you mess with Jake don't you push him too far
Rotgut whiskey and homemade wine
Make a good country boy just lose his mind
Like a runaway train rollin' through the night the boy ain't got no fear
Like a race car hittin' the wall it gets hard to steer
Waitin' for the smoke to clear
oooh oooooh...
Betty got caught in the back of Bobby's car
Bobby got caught with his hand in the cookie jar
Her Daddy blew a fuse and went for his gun
Now Bobby and Betty they're on the run
Like a runaway train rollin' throught the night nothin's gonna stop them now
Gotta keep on moving cover their tracks somehow
Like a runaway train rollin' through the night
The kids ain't got no fear
Daddy swears bang is the last sound Bobby's gonna hear Oooohhh...
Waitin' for the smoke to clear
Daddy finally caught 'em and he emptied his gun
Put a dead end to all of Bobby's fun Oooohhh...
Good god almighty for heaven's sakes
Betty's Daddy turned out to be Jake
Like a runaway train rollin' through the night
Jake ain't got no fear
No hangman judge gonna give the boy 99 years
Here sits Jake in the back of this bar
Sippin' on an ice cold beer
If the law had a clue all they'd do is look right here
They'd see Jake
Waitin' for the smoke to clear .... Waitin' for...
MMMMMmmmmmm...
I listen, and still I haven't heard
Tell me what is the word
And if I ever heard it would it be clear as water
Oh tears run down your face
Reflects the human race
We're all caught up with winnin' losin time and space
Life's lessons
So you think you know it all
But you're headin' for a fall
Ooh to make it back again
You'll have to crawl and step back
Take a look around
Are your feet still on the ground
Can we find you in the section of lost and found
Never think you got it figured out
'Cause when you do you begin to doubt
It's time for you to open your eyes
Will we look back and see what we've done
Will we be proud or ashamed of what we've become
Will we realize we all share one fate
Or is this another life's lesson... Too late
OOohhh...
Never think you've got it figured out
'Cause when you do you begin to doubt
It's time for you to open your eyes
OOohhh...
Will we look back and see what we've done
Will we be proud or ashamed of what we've become
Will we realize we all share one fate
Is this another life's lesson... Too late
Will we look back and see what we've done
OOohhh...OOohhh...
Will we realize we all share one fate
OOOohhhh life's lessons
OOohhh...OOohhh...OOohhh yeah life's lessons
Ooohh... life's lessons
Will we look back and see what we've done
Disillusions fillin' my head
Never happy, I wished I was dead
Can't remember things I used to know
Take another hit Lord, let the four winds blow
Junkie, junkie man
Feel so lonely, I wish I could cry
Suicidal, not man enough to die
Can't remember ever feelin' this low
Take another hit babe, here I go
Junkie, junkie man
Yonder come a man, Lord he's got my snow
Help me out babe, get down low
But I can't remember things I used to know
The Lord knows I'm to blame
Take another hit Lord, and let the four winds blow
Getting work ain't easy in the hills of Tennessee
But things are bad all over, my friends keep telling me
Even though I grew up there and never thought I'd leave
Had too many bills to pay, seven mouths to feed
Movin' to the city was all that I could do
Got them hillbilly blues
People here won't say good morning, they won't even take the time
I guess I know just how it feels to have something on your mind
So all I want is to go back home and fish in a mountain stream
This ol' life I'm living, Lord, You know it ain't for me
They say the sun it shines out here but all I see is rain
Got them hillbilly blues
Got them hillbilly blues
All I want is to go back home and fish in a mountain stream
This ol' life I'm living, Lord, You know it ain't for me
They say the sun it shines out here, but all I see is rain
Got them hillbilly blues
Hillbilly blues
1.2.3. .
Well, I'll tell you plainly baby
What I plan to do
say, I may be crazy woman
But I ain't no fool
Your daddy's rich, mama
And you're overdue
But I ain't the one, baby
Been messing with you
Got bells in your mind, lady
and its easy to see
I think its time for me to move along
I do believe
Now your're talking jive, woman
When you say to me
that your daddys gonna take us in baby
'N take care of me
You know and I know, woman
I ain't the one
I never hurt you sweetheart
I never pulled my gun
Got bells in your mind, mama
and its easy to see
I think its time for me to move along
I do believe
"its time for me to put my boots out on the street missy
Are you ready boots ? Walk On"
repeat 2nd verse.
Well them four walls of Raiford, closing in on me
Doin' three to five hard labor, for armed robbery
I had two years behind, but I could not wait the time
Everytime I thought about it, well I died some more inside
And I had stripes on my back, memories that hurt
For the only time I seen sunshine is when I hit the dirt
Diggin' ditches for the chain gang, sleepin' in the cold
Oh Lord please forgive me for I could not wait no more
And I comin' home to see you Jesus
Well it feels so close this time
Please take mercy on this soldier
From the Florida-Georgia line
When they find me they must kill me
Oh Jesus save my soul
I can't go back down to Raiford
I can't take that anymore
Well these last few years behind me
Oh Lord, have been so sad
I fought proudly for my country when the times were bad
Now they say I'm guilty, when they find me I must die
Only me and Jesus know that I never stole a dime
Well when Vietnam was over there was no work here for me
I had a pretty wife awaitin and two kids I had to feed
Well I'm one of America's heroes and when they shoot me down
Won't fly old Glory proudly, put my medals in the ground
And I comin' home to see you Jesus
Well it feels so close this time
Please take mercy on this soldier
From the Florida-Georgia line
When they find me they must kill me
Oh Jesus save my soul
I can't go back down to Raiford
That's right, come on
Long tall Sally's looking good to me
Shaking that thing for everybody to see
Oh, everybody's thinking just like me
Wonder who the lucky fool's gonna be
Get it while the gettin's good, baby
Take it 'cause the others would
Ain't no hesitating, they just might be waiting
Get it while the gettin's good
Look at that dude in the parking lot
Taken it for granted, everything he's got
So if he hands you a dollar say, "Thank you, sir"
'Cause I've been up and down and I know what it's worth
Get it while the gettin's good, baby
Take it, 'cause the others would
Ain't no hesitating, they just might be waiting
Get it while the gettin's good
You know I gotta have it, ain't no doubt about it
Get it while the gettin's good
You can say you don't want it
But deep inside you know, you really do
You know what I'm talking about
Well, everybody's thinking just like me
Wonder who the lucky fool's gonna
Get it while the gettin's good, baby
Take it, 'cause the others would
Ain't no hesitating, they just might be waiting
Get it while the gettin's good
Get it while the gettin's good
Take it, 'cause the others would
Ain't no hesitating, they just might be waiting
Get it while the gettin's good
You gotta get it while the gettin's good
You gotta get it while the gettin's good, baby
You gotta get it while the gettin's good
If I leave here tomorrow
Would you still remember me?
For I must be traveling on, now,
'Cause there's too many places I've got to see.
But, if I stayed here with you, girl,
Things just couldn't be the same.
'Cause I'm as free as a bird now,
And this bird you can not change.
Lord knows, I can't change.
Bye, bye,babe its been a sweet love.
Though this feeling I can't change.
But please don't take it badly,
'Cause Lord knows I'm to blame.
But, if I stayed here with you girl,
Things just couldn't be the same.
Cause I'm as free as a bird now,
And this bird you'll never change.
And this bird you can not change.
Lord knows, I can't change.
There's a devil in the bottle, staring straight at me
Daring me to reach out, but I know he's testing me
If I take just one sip, I become that devil's son
Act a fool, sell my soul before God and everyone
Oh Lord, I know
I only hurt the ones I love
I'm walkin' down this dead end road, all alone and by myself
I wish I could blame the whiskey, but I can only blame myself
I'm running out of chances, and Lord that's such a crime
I got to find the answer before I lose my mind
Oh Lord, it's a cryin' shame
Oh Lord, I've caused so much pain
I only hurt the ones I love
There's a devil in a bottle that just won't let me be
So many times I've been hurtin' my soul and family
But I got free on the day I fought the
Devil in the bottle
The next time that old devil
Tries to get the best of me
I'll smash that bottle against the wall
And know I'm finally free
There's a devil in a bottle that just won't let me be
So many times I let him hurt me
I got free on the day I fought the
Devil in the bottle
Devil in the bottle
MMMMmmmmmm...
Hahaaa...
Let me tell you a story...
Outside of Macon off a country road
Justice was forsaken when they let the wrong man go
Johnny Law was shady first one on the scene
They called it murder in the first degree
Dead man walkin', walkin' down the hall
Judge says guilty but still he's standin' tall
Dead man walkin' they say he broke the law
Takin' the life of another man who done his daughter wrong
Light 'em up, lay 'em down
Take 'em out but there's more of us around
When wrong is right and right is wrong
Oh there's a dead man walkin' tonight
Walk on...
Walk on...
Walk on...
OOOOOOOOOoooo...
If I ask you a question, would you tell the truth
Would you pull the triger if you were standin' in his shoes
Dead man walkin' I know what I'd do
If someone hurt my baby I'd be walkin' too
Light 'em up, oh lay 'em down
Take 'em out but there's more of us around
When right is wrong and wrong is right
Oh there's a dead man walkin' tonight
Walk on...
You gotta walk on baby
Walk on...
Ooohh...
You gotta walk on baby
Walk on...
OOOOOoooooooo...
Yeah...
So if I ask you that question, would you tell the truth?
Ahaha...Dead man walkin'
Yeah she's sittin' at the table lookin' down at her drink
She's always on time - I'm always runnin' late
Yeah I was on my way...
But I got sidetracked
Yeah Gary called me up
Said Rickey's in a jam
Come on over brother - She'll understand
Meet me at the truck
We got some plannin' to do
I've been bad
I've been good
Don't always do the things that I should
When I go - I go all night
But when I do it wrong
I do it up right
I looked at my watch - it was a quarter to three
I knew she'd be up there waitin' on me
I-I-I-I got some explainin' to do
I've been bad
I've been good
Don't always do the things that I should
When I go - I go all night
But when I do it wrong
I do it up right
So I headed straight home
I ain't gonna lie
Ain't got no excuses
No alibi's
I said I was sorry
She said I've heard it before
Some come on over here boy
I've been bad
I've been good
Don't always do the things that I should
When I go - I go all night
But when I do it wrong...
I've been bad
I've been good
Don't always do the things that I should
When I go - I go all night
But when I do it wrong
I do it up right
Baby I do it up right!
Oh I'm gonna do it up right!
I recall when I used to come home never had a dime
But Lord I always had a good time
And I recall drinkin' wine with one of my friends
Lord, I can't go back again
Am I losin' my own way back home
Am I losin' a good friend that I've known
Am I losin' won't you tell me how I've sinned
Why am I losin one of my bets friends
And I recall this friend of mine I knew so well
It goes to show Lord you just can't tell
Now my friend won't talk to me Let me tell you why
he thinks I 've changed because of a dollar sign
And its so strange when you get just a little money
Your so called friends want to act just a little funny
They'll blame you
But I'm not the one that's here to blame
Its you my friend that's really changed
Its a shame, such a shame
Am I losin' once again
Why these things happen, Lord I don't understand
But Lord it can sure hurt a man
Why my friend won't take me as I am
It's been so long since I've been gone
Another day might be too long for me
Traveling around I've had my fill
Of broken dreams and dirty deals
A concrete jungle surrounding me
Many nights I've slept out in the streets
I paid my dues and I changed my style
Seen hard times all over now
I want to come home
It's been so long since I've been away
And please, don't blame me 'cause I've tried
I'll be coming home soon to your love to stay
I miss old friends that I once had
Times they changed and I'll be glad when I go home
I don't know why this all came to me
But why I'm here I really can't see and now
I want to come home
It's been so long since I've been away
And please, don't blame me 'cause I've tried
I'll be coming home soon to your love to stay
Coming home to stay, coming home to your love, mama
I've seen better days
I miss old friends that I once had
Times ain't changed and I'll be glad when I go home
I don't know why the thought came to me
But why I'm here I really can't see and now
I want to come home
It's been so long since I've been away
And please, don't blame me 'cause I've tried
I'll be coming home soon to your love to stay
Coming home to stay, coming home to your love, mama
There's an old man sittin' on a front porch now
Talkin' 'bout how it used to be
When I was young I was a hell of a man
My father died when I was ten
I hit the road to find a job, had to feed my family
Times were hard my hands are still scarred
From the life I've had to lead
I was born to run
Drove a tractor and trailer all my life
Six kids and a hell of a wife
Made lots of money it all slipped away
A large family that's the price you pay
I always dreamed never gave up
Son, even when times got tough
That's when I'd push it a little bit more
You should've heard that engine roar
I was born to run, I can't slow down
No regrets, I've been blessed
Born to run, in time you'll see
What the good Lord's done for me
Born to run, I can't slow down
No regrets, I did my best
Born to run, in time you'll see
What the good Lord's done, done for me
The old man, he passed away
And all he said never crossed my mind
Until I saw the price he payed
Was a lot like mine
I'm full and though it's miles away
I gotta hit the city right on time
And when I'm on I'll always sing little song of mine
I was born to run
Oh, I was born to run, I can't slow down
No regrets, I've been blessed
Born to run, in time you'll see
What the good Lord's done for me
Born to run, I can't slow down
No regrets, I did my best
Born to run, in time you'll see
What the good Lord's done, done for me
Son, I was born to run
Somewhere south of Winslow the road went right and I went left
Nothin' out my window but desert, dirt, and death
From outta nowhere stood an angel from up in the air
Sometimes that hot horizon plays tricks on you I swear
Oh, I picked her up
Sure enough that girl was real, sittin' in my truck
Said I know a place called the Broken Wheel where we can try our luck
Five miles north of 66, behind old man Lester's barn
Where the whisky flows and the money goes and the sherriff
claims that he don't know
Oh, here I go again, singin'
BANG BANG
That cell door's closin' in
BANG BANG
Here I go again
BANG BANG
Those chains around my legs
BANG BANG
This is where the highway ends
4 AM I was outta cash when she whispered in my ear
I got a gun and a plan, pull the truck up to the rear
Yeah it hit me like a tire tool right between the eyes
When the door flew open - she came out screamin'
DRIVE FOOL DRIVE!!!
Oh, here I go again singin'
BANG BANG
That cell door's closin' in
BANG BANG
Here I go again
BANG BANG
Those chains around my legs
BANG BANG
Yeah this is where the highway ends
Oh, blue lights in my eyes
Oh, I must've been outta my mind!
BANG BANG
That cell door's closin' in
BANG BANG
Here I go again
BANG BANG
Those chains around my legs
BANG BANG
This is where the highway ends
Here I go again
I can still remember, I was eight years old
The first time that I picked her up, little did I know
She's taken me to places that I've never been
Did my first gig in a rock n' roll band
Berneice, sweet Berneice
Get a real job, let the guitar go
There ain't no future in this rock n' roll
So go for your guitars, go for your guns
Better think twice it's three against one
Take your best shot it's a showdown now
Berneice, sweet Berneice
Oh, Berneice won't you play for me?
A guitar woman needs a guitar man
One without the other, neither one of them can stand
Remember where we came from we can do it all again
So thanks to all you people, give yourselves a hand
Berneice, sweet Berneice
Oh, Berneice, won't you play for me?
Berneice, sweet Berneice
Like a restless leaf in the autumn breeze
Once I was a tumblin' weed
Like a rollin' stone, cold and all alone
Living for the day my train would come
I never cared for school or any golden rules
Papa used to always say I was a useless fool
So I left my home to show them thay was wrong
And headed out on the road singing my song
Then one sunny day. The man, he looked my way
And everything that I dreamed of, it was real
Money, girls and cars; and big long cigars
And I caught the first plane home so papa would see
When I went home to show 'em they was wrong
All that I found was two tombstones
Somebody tell me please was I right or wrong
Oh, such a sad song
First I got lost, then I got found
But the ones that I love are in the ground
Papa I only wish you could see me now
Take a listen papa
Whoo, I learnt how to play my guitar
Gonna be a superstar
First I got lost, then I got found
The ones I love are in the ground
Won't you tell me please was I right or wrong
If there's any way you can hear what I say
Papa, I never meant to do you wrong
All the money, girls and cars. And all the words and all the cigars
Papa, I just want you to know they couldn't take your place
When I went home to show 'em they was wrong
All that I found was two tombstones
Somebody tell me please was I right or wrong
Oh, such a sad song
First I got lost, then I got found
But the ones that I love are in the ground
Well I've heard lots of people say
They're gonna settle down
You don't see their faces
And they don't come around
Well I'm not that way
I got to move along
I like to drink and to dance all night
Comes to a fix not afraid to fight
You got that right
Said, you got that right
Sure got that right
Seems so long I been out on my own
Travel light and I'm always alone
Guess I was born with a travellin' bone
When my times up, I'll hold my own
You won't find me in an old folks home
You got that right
Well you got that right
Said, you got that right
Sure got that right
I tried everything in my life
Things I like I try 'em twice
You got that right
Sure got that right
Travellin' around the world, just singing my song
I got to go, Lord I can't stay long
Here comes that ol' travellin' jones once again
I like to drink and to dance all night
Comes to a fix not afraid to fight
You got that right
Said, you got that right
Well you got that right
(Ed King, Ronnie Van Zant)
Seven years of hard luck
Comin' down on me
From the Florida border, yes
Up in Nashville, Tennessee
I worked in every joint you can name, yes
Every honky-tonk
They all come to see yankee slicker saying
Baby, you're what I want
chorus:
Want you to sign the contract
Want you to sign the date
Gonna give you lots of money
Workin' for MCA
Oh, nine thousand dollars
Just to sow to the wind
Come to smile at the yankee slicker
With a big old southern grin
They're gonna take me out to California
Gonna make me a superstar
Just pay me all my money
Mister, maybe you won't get a scar
chorus
Slickers steal my money
Since I was seventeen
If it ain't no pencil pusher
Then it got to be a honky-tonk queen
But I signed my contract, baby
And I want you people to know
That every penny that I make
I want to see where my money goes
I'm headed down a highway got a suitcase by my side
Blue skies hangin' over my head I got 500 miles to ride
I'm goin' down to Memphis town to play a latenight show
I hope the people are ready there 'cause the boys are all ready to go
(Chorus)
Well, I'm a whiskey rock-a-roller
That's what I am
Women, whiskey and miles of travellin'
Is all I understand
I was born a travellin' man and my feets do burn the ground
I don't care for fancy music if your shoes can't shuffle around
I got a 100 women or more and there's no place I call home
The only time I'm satisfied is when I'm on the road
(Chorus)
Sometimes I wonder where will we go
Lord don't take my whiskey, rock and roll
Take me down to Memphis town, busdriver get me there
I got me a queenie she got longbrown curly hair
She likes to drink Old Grandad and her shoes do shuffle around
And everytime I see that gal
Lord she wants to take me down
(Chorus)
Sometimes I wonder where will we go
Way down yonder you can hear the wind blow
Through the tall grass growing in the old bayou
The old bayou
There's a dark haired woman that looks so fine
Wearing hand me down clothes, drinking homemade wine
No one ever knew who her daddy was
The people down here say it's all because
She's the daughter of the devil, the sister of a snake
The keeper of souls down on Vodoo Lake
There's a city boy across the county line
Came looking for the legend of the girl so fine
Well the stories that he heard, well they had to be lies
But he found out different when he looked inher eyes
Well he tried to run away but she had control
He's findin' out now what everybody knows
He knew it was over when she started to shake
Now there's one more soul down on Voodoo Lake
There's an eerie silence at the break of dawn
A chill in the air, something wrong
When a shadow crosses the ground
Those long lost souls never make a sound
You'd think by now they'd realize
She'll never break her bayou ties
She's the daughter of the devil, the sister of a snake
The keeper of souls down on Voodoo Lake
Voodoo Lake, Voodoo Lake
Daughter of the Devil, sister of a snake
Voodoo Lake
Down on Voodoo Lake, Down on Voodoo Lake
I'm just a city boy
But there's a small town side to me
And I feel it closin' in
Are we too blind to see
That she's dyin' more each day
And she's cryin' out to you and me
Chances come and when they're gone
They curse the fool who waits too long
So let's take care of what we have
Before the good we know goes bad
And the beauty fades and just slips away
The dirty air, the dyin' seas
Will this be the world we leave to the wild and young
I say, "Just look at what we've done"
And right before our eyes
Today's yesterday could be tomorrow's goodbye
Here comes the rain
It might wash her tears away
But it doesn't change a thing
Like my brother before me
All I can do is write this song
And for her I sing
Chances come and when they're gone
They carve in stone what we've done wrong
So let's take care of what we have
Before the good we know goes bad
And the beauty fades and just slips away
The dirty air, the dyin' seas
Will this be the world we leave to the wild and young
I say, "Just look at what we've done"
And right before our eyes
Today's yesterday could be tomorrow's goodbye
Do you ever think about
The future or the past?
Do you ever wonder
How long this world will last?
So let's take care of what we have
Before the good we know goes bad
And the beauty fades and just slips away
The dirty air, the dyin' seas
Will this be the world we leave to the wild and young
I said, "Just look at what we've done"
And right before our eyes
Yeah, it's right before our eyes
(Gary Rossington, Ronnie Van Zant)
Well, have you ever lived down in the ghetto?
Have you ever felt the cold wind blow?
Well, if you don't know what I mean
Won't you stand up and scream?
'Cause there's things goin' on that you don't know
Too many lives they've spent across the ocean
Too much money been spent upon the moon
Well, until they make it right
I hope they never sleep at night
They better make some changes
And do it soon
Well, they're goin ruin the air we breathe
Lord have mercy
They're gonna ruin us all, by and by
I'm telling all you beware
I don't think they really care
I think they just sit up there
And just get high
Well, have you ever lived down in the ghetto?
Have you ever felt the cold wind blow?
Well, if you don't know what I mean
Won't you stand up and scream?
'Cause there's things goin' on that you don't know
Well, if you don't know what I mean
Won't you stand up and scream?
'Cause there's things goin' on that you don't know
Well the sun don't shine where it used to
And the angels are hidin' their heads
People don't listen to their hearts anymore
Seems the good men all are dead
There ain't no right, wrong, no in between
That ain't the constitution that they wrote for me
Got our heads stuck in somethin' overseas
Standin' ass deep in hypocracy
OOOoooOOooooOOOOooooo...
Well I found myself out on the open road
Heading out into the desert
Lookin' for another world that's waitin' on me
That none of us can see
I keep thinkin' to myself as I move along
Where do we all come from
Is there religion or another dimension
Another place and time yeah....
OOOooooo...
When my life is over and done
Finally made my way through it
Another life has just begun
Is this the way you do it
Oh the way...
OOOooooo...
Lookin' in the eyes of the man on the moon
He's starin' down at me
Wondering what he's thinkin' and if he knows
Please let me see
Life is like an open door we're all walkin' through
Do you know the answers, no one knows the truth
Until we pass on through
When my life is over and done
Finally made my way through it
Another life has just begun
Is this the way to it
OOOOOOoooooo...
Walkin' on the world upside down
It keeps spinnin' round and round
World upside down
I'm so tired of all this bullshit goin' down
Finally made my way through it
When my life is over and done
Is this the way you do it
When my life is over and done
Finally made my way through it
Another life has just begun
This is the way you do it
Oh the way...
This is the way you do it
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