Shooter Jennings - Bad Magick: The Best Of Shooter Jenning.. [compilation] (2009) by Shooter Jennings (보컬) on maniadb.com

Alone with the morning burnin red
On the canvas in my head
Painting a picture of you and me
Driving across country
In a dusty old RV
Just the road and it's majesty
And I'm lookin' at you with the world in the rear-view

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You were pretty as can be sittin' in the front seat
Lookin' at me, tellin' me you love me
And you're happy to be with me on the Fourth of July
We sang "Stranglehold" 'til stereo couldn't take no more of that rock 'n' roll
So we put on a little George Jones and just sang along

Those white lines can drone into the sun
If you ain't got no one to keep you hangin' on
But there you were like a queen in your night gown
Ridin' shotgun from town to town
Staking a claim on the world we found

And I'm singin' to you, you're singin' to me
You were out of the blue to a boy like me

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And I'm lookin' for you and the silence that we shared

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Every time I think I smell that sweet southern rain
It takes me to a station on the long black train
I wanna hear the wind blow and feel the earth move below me
Despite of all the good times, I gotta rest my soul

So I'm gone, yes, I'm gone
Gone to Carolina, where I know that I belong
Yes, I'm gone, yes, I'm gone
Gone to Carolina, where I know I have a home

Every time I think I see your face in a crowd
It's like a bell inside of me and it's ringin' out loud
I've been so high for so long, there's nothing tried nor true
I'm thinking bout coming down, to lay a little on you

And I'm gone, yes, I'm gone
Gone to Carolina, where I know that I belong
Yes, I'm gone, yes, I'm gone
Gone to Carolina, where I know, I have a home
Take me home

Yes I'm gone, yes, I'm gone
Gone to Carolina, where I know that I belong
Yes, I'm gone, yes, I'm gone
Gone to Carolina, where I know, I have a home
Yea, come on

Take me home

Well, I came to Cali on a highway from Nashville
It's all a gamble for the fortune and fame
My education came from reading the road signs
Just another fool who got lost in the game

And I'm going back again
Cause it's blowing in the wind
That's carryin' me home

Oh, southern comfort
Don't leave me low
Oh, southern comfort
Keeps calling me home
Yeah

And all these actors, man, they're living in castles
And with the earthquakes they'll sink in the sea
Who makes a living off of heartbreaks and hassles?
And scientologists make no sense to me

So I'm going back again
Cause it's blowing like the wind
That's carryin' me home

Oh, southern comfort
Don't leave me low
Oh, southern comfort
Keeps calling me home

Oh, southern comfort
Don't leave me low
Oh, southern comfort
Keeps calling me home

Oh, southern comfort
Don't leave me low
Oh, southern comfort
Keeps calling me home

Oh, southern comfort
Don't leave me low
Oh, southern comfort
Keeps calling me home

Oh, southern comfort
Don't leave me low
Oh, southern comfort
Keeps calling me home

C'mon take me home

When I was just a young boy
My daddy came to me
Said, 'Son out in this world there's a lotta things
That'll make you feel like your supposed to be'

You don't have to read the good book
To be a good man just the same
And forget about the money
Money ain't brought nothing to your daddy but pain

It ain't easy
It ain't easy
But you'll be alright

Now it's 15 years later
Now I'm out on the road
And it's been 4 years to day he died
And they won't even play us on the radio

And I think I've found my way alright
Without him here to catch me now and again
I just keep on moving along, keeping my mind on my song
And trying to figure out love

And it ain't easy
It ain't easy
But I'll be alright

Any other fool
Any other fool would throw this away
Any other fool, yeah

I wanna take a minute to thank you
For all the things that you done
Yeah, you gave me a light in the dark of night
When there was no place to hide, no where to run

And it ain't easy
It ain't easy, is it, baby'
It ain't easy
It ain't easy
It ain't easy

But we'll be alright, alright
Be alright, uh huh
Oh, it will be alright
It will be alright
Oh, it will be alright
It will be alright
(Easy)

Come on boys, let's hit the road!
We left L.A. on Sunday, in Lubbock by Tuesday
That's where we played our second show
Where nobody knew us, so nobody noticed the songs that the band didn't know
We were eatin' up the white lines, makin' good time
Diggin' the songs on the radio
And that party kept a movin' and you know what we were doin'
We were smokin' up that California gold

Now everyone was glad, "The Weight" played by The Band
You know I never had that song ever let me down
And I didn't notice I was speedin' but in the rear-view mirror blinkin'
Were them state trooper's lights all spinnin' 'round
We rolled down the windows, so we didn't think that he would notice
Something smellin' funny in that smoke cloud
And he asked, 'What you boys a-hidin'?' and we were all silent
'Cause I think he heard us clear and loud

And we were busted
Busted in Baylor County
Busted, busted in Baylor County
"Oh no, my Weed!"
He spread us all along the highway, cuffed us all and turned us away
And started pokin' round the truck for cake
And we all stood there high as a kite, and he found it alright
And don't y'all make light of the number one dope dog in the state
That mutt found the joint in my pocket that was buried and locked up
In the back of the trailer underneath the guitars and the piano seat
And off we went to jail all locked up in a cell
Charged with possession of that sweet leaf

And we were busted
Busted in Baylor County
Busted, busted in Baylor County
Now I was still pretty buzzed when they called in the judge
Who greeted me with a smile and a warm handshake
And he said, "I'm so sorry" 'cause they couldn't un-arrest us
But that was up to some other official magistrate
And he said, 'Don't you worry, son, all the charges are gone
But I've got a few autographs for you to sign.'
And they sprang us out right quick, so we could get up on the stick
To Wichita Falls by show time
To tell 'em
We were busted
Busted in Baylor County
Busted, busted in Baylor County
Busted, busted in Baylor County
Busted, busted in Baylor County

Well, I push my load across the land
Livin' the life of a travelin' man
Dusk brings down another day
Gonna swallow up time and throw it away

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Zero to sixty, she's the next big thing
They tell me it's a steal
Drive all night just to ease the pain
Don't look away
Stay steady at the wheel

You try to sing a familiar tune
Howlin' the words under a bloodshot moon
Blacklight troubadour, push on through


As heartbreak sits right next to you

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Zero to sixty, she's the next big thing
They tell me it's a steal
Drive all night just to ease the pain
Don't look away
Stay steady at the wheel

Steady at the wheel

Theres a piggy waitin outside my door
Whos a knockin and a yellin that hes gonna use force
Well, I moved to town just a while ago
But I got in a mess, and I cant lay low

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Back home all I had was my guitar
Livin in the backwoods on Daddys farm
Sittin on the front porch til the evenin come
Livin in the backwoods on Daddys farm

Well, my old girl was a Cadillac
She was long and sleek and dressed in black
But I caught her cruisin with another dude
So I shot em down with my blue .22

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But now they got me runnin and they got me to my home
But I wont go, I wont go!
Chitty-chitty bang-bang, and I hit the floor
Two little piggies bust down my door
The first little piggy went down
The second little piggy started poppin off rounds
I make a break for the parking lot
I heard some people talkin how somebody got shot
Theyre never gonna see it my way
So I break for the truck and headed out on the highway
I must have got it up to 108
Before three little piggies headed me off the interstate
Its gettin hot, Im gettin hot
I dont know where to go, I dont know what I got
But...

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Another lifetime lived in a long night
I'm watching the sunrise before I lay down to sleep
Livin' at parties, watching my twenties hittin' my thirties and letting it go

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But that's all I've been livin' for
When there's nothing left to lose anymore
If there's a door, I'll go through and walk right into my lonesome blues

Running my friends off
I cheat and I get caught
They tell me that I'm lost but I don't care anymore
I'm having a free mind
Living a free life
Knowing that my flight is gonna crash and burn

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Writing my stories on my worst mornings
Pulling my heart strings to help me find myself
Living with my past
Smokin' up my grass
And having a good laugh just to lose myself