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| 1. |
| 4:55 | 
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Seven years of hard luck, comin' down on me
From the Florida border, yea up to Nashville Tennessee I worked in every joint you can name, mister every honkytonk Along come Mr Yankee Slicker, sayin' maybe you're what I want (Chorus) Want you to sign your contract Want you to sign today Gonna give you lots of money Workin' For MCA 9000 dollars, that's all we could win But we smiled at the Yankee Slicker with a big ol' Southern grin They're gonna take me out to California gonna make me a superstar Just pay me all of my money and mister maybe you won't get a scar (Chorus) Suckers took my money since I was seventeen If it ain't no pencil pusher, it got to be a honkytonk queen But I'll sign my contract baby, and I wan't you people to know That every penny that I make, I'm gonna see where my money goes (Chorus) |
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| 2. |
| 3:48 |
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Well, I'll tell you plainly baby
What I plan to do 'Cause I may be crazy baby But I ain't no fool Your daddy's rich, mama You're overdue But I ain't the one, baby Been messing with you Got bells in your mind, mama So won't you pardon me I think its time for me to move along I do believe Now you're talking jive, woman When you say to me Your daddy's 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 sweet heart I never pulled my gun Got bells in your mind, baby So won't you pardon me? I think its time for me to move along I do believe Time for me to put my boots out in the street baby Are you ready boots -- walk on All right there missy, let me tell you a thing or two Now you're talking jive, woman When you say to me Your daddy's gonna take us in baby 'N take care of me When you know and I know, woman I ain't the one That ain't my idea -- uh unh -- of having fun Got rings in your eyes lady So won't you pardon me I think its time for me to move along I do believe I must be in the middle of some kind of conspiracy |
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| 3. |
| 5:21 | 
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| 4. |
| 4:39 |
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I'm headed down a highway got a suitcase by my side
Blue skies hangin' over my head I got five hundred miles to ride I'm goin' down to Memphis town to play a late night 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 travelin' Is all I understand I was born a travelin' 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 hundred 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, bus driver get me there I got me a queenie she got long brown curly hair She likes to drink old grandad and her shoes do shuffle around And every time I see that gal Lord she wants to take me down [Chorus] Sometimes I wonder where will we go Lord don't take my whiskey, rock and roll ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By EDWARD KING, BILLY POWELL, RONNIE VAN ZANT <i>Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group</i> |
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| 5. |
| 4:20 |
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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 Travellin' Man - that's what I am Travellin' Man Travellin' Man |
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| 6. |
| 3:54 |
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I asked the wiseman one sunny day
Can you help me find my way You're so much older and wiser too Would you help me mr wiseman I'm feelin' blue Oh I'm not satisfied He said you're not doin too bad, not bad at all You're just trying to walk son before you can crawl You got stacks of money to sky up above Now all you need is to find you a love He sent me searchin' to find my love He sent me searchin' to the Lord up above He sent me searchin' just to find the mornin' dove And she'll tell you where to find your love Oh mr wiseman I need to find my love You can have anything in this god's world But you won't be happy son 'til you find a girl Now you can be happy boy if you try Find a woman boy, you'll be satisfied He sent me searchin' to find my love He sent me searchin' , I said Lord up above He sent me searchin' just to find the mornin' dove And she'll tell you where to find your love He sent me searchin' to find my love He sent me searchin' , I said Lord up above He sent me searchin' just to find the mornin' dove And she'll tell you where to find your love Oh Lord, he sent me searchin' |
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| 7. |
| 3:32 |
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Well, its 8 o'clock in Boise, Idaho
I'll find my limo driver Mister, take us to the show I done made some plans for later on tonight I'll find a little queen And I know I can treat her right. (Chorus) What's your name, little girl? What's your name? Shootin' you straight, little girl? Won't you do the same?. Back at the hotel Lord we got such a mess It seems that one of the crew Had a go with one of the guests, oh 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. (Chorus) (Chorus) 9 o'clock the next day And I'm ready to go I got six hundred miles to ride To 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? Well there ain't no shame What was your name, little girl? What's your name? Shootin' you straight, little girl? Won't you do the same? |
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| 8. |
| 5:51 |
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Whiskey bottles, and brand new cars
Oak tree you're in my way There's too much coke and too much smoke Look what's going on inside you Ooooh that smell Can't you smell that smell Ooooh that smell The smell of death surrounds you Angel of darkness is upon you Stuck a needle in your arm So take another toke, have a blow for your nose One more drink fool, will drown you Ooooh that smell Can't you smell that smell Ooooh that smell The smell of death surrounds you Now they call you Prince Charming Can't speak a word when you're full of 'ludes Say you'll be all right come tomorrow But tomorrow might not be here for you Ooooh that smell Can't you smell that smell Ooooh that smell The smell of death surrounds you Hey, you're a fool you Stick them needles in your arm I know I been there before One little problem that confronts you Got a monkey on your back Just one more fix, Lord might do the trick One hell of a price for you to get your kicks Ooooh that smell Can't you smell that smell Ooooh that smell The smell of death surrounds you Ooooh that smell Can't you smell that smell Ooooh that smell The smell of death surrounds you |
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| 9. |
| 4:48 |
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I was cutting the rug
Down at a place called the JUG With a girl named Linda Lu. When in walked a man With a gun in his hand And he was looking for you know who. He said, "Hey there fellow, With the hair colored yellow, Watcha tryin' to prove? 'Cause that's my woman there And I'm a man who cares And this might be all for you." I said, "Exuse you..." I was scared and fearing for my life. I was shakin' like a leaf on a tree. 'Cause he was lean, mean, Big and bad, Lord, Pointin' that gun at me. "Wait a minute, mister, I didn't even kiss her. Don't want no trouble with you. And I know you don't owe me But I wish you would let me Ask one favor from you." (Chorus 2x) "Won't you give me three steps, Gimme three steps mister, Gimme three steps towards the door? Gimme three steps, Gimme three steps mister, And you'll never see me no more." Well the crowd cleared away And I began to pray As the water fell on the floor. And I'm telling you son, Well, it ain't no fun Staring straight down a forty-four. Well he turned and screamed at Linda Lu And that's the break I was looking for. And you could hear me screaming a mile away As I was headed out towards the door. (Chorus 2x) |
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| 10. |
| 5:55 |
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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 Oooh Mr Breeze |
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| 11. |
| 9:03 |
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Give me a T for Texas, give me a T for Tennessee
Give me a T for Texas, give me a T for Tennessee Give me 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 If you don't want me baby, mama you sure don't got to stall I've had more pretty women than a passenger train could haul I'm gonna buy myself a shotgun, one with a long shiny barrel I'm gonna buy myself a shotgun, one with a long shiny barrel I'm gonna shoot me a rounder oh that stole away my gal I'd rather drink your muddy water, sleep down in a hollow log I'd rather drink your muddy water, sleep down in a hollow log Than to be in Atlanta, Georgia, treat me like a dirty dog (I don't have to go for that) If you don't want me baby, mama you sure don't got to stall If you don't want me baby, mama you sure don't got to stall 'Cause I've had more pretty women than a passenger train could haul And that ain't all I'd rather drink your muddy water, sleep down in a hollow log I'd rather drink your muddy water, sleep down in a hollow log Than to be in Atlanta, Georgia, treated like a dirty dog Oh Give me a T for Texas, give me a T for Tennessee Give me a T for Thelma, woman made a fool out of me Give me a T for Texas, give me that T for Tennessee Give me a T for Thelma, woman made a fool out of me One more time Give me a T for Thelma, oh that woman made a fool... I said said oh, that woman made a fool Out of me, yeah |
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| 12. |
| 6:39 |
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| 13. |
| 11:42 |
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If I leave here tomorrow
Would you still remember me For I must be travelling on now There's too many places I gotta see And if I stay here with you girl Things just wouldn't be the same For I'm as free as a bird now And this bird you cannot change And the bird you cannot change And this bird you cannot change Lord knows I can't change Bye bye it's been sweet love Though this feeling I can't change Please don't take it so badly Lord knows I must play And if I stay here with you girl Things just couldn't be the same For I'm as free as a bird now And this bird you cannot change And the bird you cannot change And this bird you cannot change Lord knows I can't change |
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| 1:08 |
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