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| 1. |
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There's a story that my daddy tells religiously
Like clockwork every time he sees an opening In a conversation about the way things used to be Well I'd just roll my eyes and make a bee-line for the door But I'd always wind up starry-eyed, cross-legged on the floor Hanging on to every word Man, the things I heard It was harder times and longer days Five miles to school, uphill both ways We were cane switch raised, and dirt floor poor 'Course that was back before the war Yeah, your uncle and I made quite a pair Flying F-15's through hostile air He went down but they missed me by a hair He'd always stop right there and say... That's something to be proud of That's a life you can hang your hat on That's a chin held high as the tears fall down A gut sucked in, a chest stuck out Like a small town flag a-flyin' Or a newborn baby cryin' In the arms of the woman that you love That's something to be proud of So I'm graduatin' college, that was mama's dream But I was on my way to anywhere else when I turned 18 Cuz when you gotta fast car you think you've got everything I learned quick those GTO's don't run on faith I ended up broken down in some town north of L.A. Working maximum hours for minimum wage Well, I fell in love, next thing I know The babies came, the car got slow I sure do miss that old hot rod But you sure save gas in them foreign jobs Dad, I wonder if I ever let you down If you're ashamed how I turned out Well, he lowered his voice, then he raised his brow Said, lemme tell ya right now That's something to be proud of That's a life you can hang your hat on You don't need to make a million Just be thankful to be workin' If you're doing what you're able And putting food there on the table And providing for the family that you love That's something to be proud of And if all you ever really do is the best you can Well, you did it man That's something to be proud of That's a life you can hang your hat on That's a chin held high as the tears fall down A gut sucked in, a chest stuck out Like a small town flag a-flyin' Or a newborn baby cryin' In the arms of the woman that you love That's something to be proud of That's something to be proud of Yeah, that's something to be proud of That's something to be proud of Now that's something to be proud of |
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| 2. |
| 3:42 |
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Put me on a mountain, way back in the back woods
Put me on a lake with pickin on the line Put me 'round a campfire cookin' something I just cleaned You do your thing, I'll do mine I ain't tradin' in my family's safety Just to save a little gas And I'll pray to God any place, any time And you can bet I'll pick up the phone if Uncle Sam calls me up You do your thing, I'll do mine Hey, I'll worry about me You just worry about you And I'll believe what I believe And you believe what you believe too I ain't gonna spare the rod 'cause that ain't what my daddy did And I sure know the difference between wrong and right You know, to me it's all just common sense A broken rule, a consequence You do your thing, I'll do mine Hey, I'll worry about me You just worry about you And I'll believe what I believe And you believe what you believe too I'm gonna keep on working hard Make my money the old-fashioned way I don't want to piece of someone else's pie If I don't get my fill on life I ain't gonna blame no one but me You do your thing, I'll do mine You ain't gonna be my judge 'cause my judge will judge us all one day You do your thing, I'll do mine |
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| 3. |
| 3:23 |
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My old man's backhand used to land
Hard on the side of my head I just learned to stay out of his way There's been street fights, blue lights Long nights with the world sittin' on my chest It just showed me how much I could take Hard times, bad luck Sometimes life sucks [Chorus] That's all right, I'm okay It ain't nothin' but another day But only God knows where I'd be If you ever stopped lovin' me The bank man, the boss man, the lawman All tryin' to get their hands on me And I ain't even done a danged thing wrong I've been waylaid, freight-trained, short-changed By bigger an' badder men An' all I got to say is: "Bring it on." Hard rain, rough road So my life goes [Chorus] I need you Gotta have you In my life, on my side Every day I'm alive Every night when I'm greedy an' needing You! [Chorus] It ain't nothin' but another day But only God knows where I'd be If you ever stopped lovin' me Baby, never stop lovin' me Ah, just see what your lovin' does to me |
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| 4. |
| 4:01 |
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I've been living on truck stop coffee
Cigarettes and vitamin see It's a wonder that the devil ain't caught me I guess he's tired of playing hide and seek Been driving like I been struck by lighting I think about you and I start to speed I might as well be playing with matches In a trailer load of gasoline If it's the last thing I do If it takes me from Tubilo to Timbuktu If it's the last thing I do I'm gonna dodge every road block, speed trap, county cop To get my hands on you If it's the last thing I do A box of chicken and a day old biscuit Ain't nothing left but a few old bones I outta stop but I'm gonna risk it Caffeine got me chewing styrofoam Girl, I'm calling outta Kansas City >From a fillin-station telephone Just had to tell ya what I've been thinkin' First thing I want to do when I get home If it's the last thing I do If it takes me from Tubilo to Timbuktu If it's the last thing I do I'm gonna dodge every road block, speed trap, county cop To get my hands on you If it's the last thing I do Been driving like I been struck by lighting I think about you and I start to speed I might as well be playing with matches In a trailer load of gasoline If it's the last thing I do If it takes me from Tubilo to Timbuktu If it's the last thing I do I'm gonna dodge every road block, speed trap, county cop To get my hands on you If it's the last thing I do If it's the last thing I do If it's the last thing I do |
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| 5. |
| 3:58 |
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I met her down in Tampa Bay
Spring Break '88 She came in to hear my band play And man, we were on that night Twin guitars and twenty minute jams Tush, Cocaine, Sweet Home Alabama I knew I had her in the palm of my hand When I stepped in the spotlight Hot and heavy in that little alley On a fifteen minute break We shared a cigarette, a long kiss Then she stood there by the stage All night by the stage Man, what can I say She loved me After five long years of tryin to be a star I sold my axe and I quit them bars Got a real job fixin trucks and cars Had a couple new mouths to feed But eventually that monthly wage And the finer points of the suburban age All became bars on a cage And man it was killin me I started cussin, gettin mad at nothin And blamin her for ruinin my life Started sinkin, cheatin, and-a drinkin But she stood there by my side Right there by my side With tears in her eyes And she loved me She loved me Heaven knows the reasons why I'll never know the reasons why She loved me She finally left three years ago Married a man out in New Mexico Calls to say the boys are really growin God, I miss them kids As for me, I'm twelve steps down the line I found a church that I like just fine I even got a gig playin these songs of mine They all just reminisce Hot and heavy in that little alley On a fifteen minute break We shared a cigarette, a long kiss Then she stood there by the stage All night by the stage Man, those were the days When she loved me She loved me Heaven knows the reasons why I'll never know the reasons why She loved me Yeah, she loved me Heaven knows the reasons why I'll never know the reasons why She loved me |
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| 6. |
| 4:10 |
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This ain't no temporary, typical, tearful good-bye, uh uh uh
This ain't no breakin' up and wakin' up and makin' up one more time, uh uh uh This is gone (gone) gone (gone) gone (gone) gone Gone like a freight-train, gone like yesterday Gone like a soldier in the civil war, bang bang Gone like a '59 Cadillac Like all the good things that ain't never coming back She's gone (gone) gone (gone) gone (gone) gone, she's gone This ain't no give it time, I'm hurtin' but maybe we can work it out, uh uh uh Won't be no champagne, red rose, romance, second chance, uh uh uh This is gone (gone) gone (gone) gone (gone) gone Gone like a freight-train, gone like yesterday Gone like a soldier in the civil war, bang bang Gone like a '59 Cadillac Like all the good things that ain't never coming back She's gone (gone) gone (gone) gone (gone) gone She's gone She's gone (gone) gone (gone) gone (gone) gone, she's gone Gone like a freight-train, gone like yesterday Gone like a soldier in the civil war, bang bang Gone like a '59 Cadillac Like all the good things that ain't never coming back She's gone (gone) she's gone (gone) she's gone (gone) she's gone She's gone Gone like a freight-train, gone like yesterday Gone like a soldier in the civil war, bang bang Gone like a '59 Cadillac Like all the good things Well, she's gone Long gone, done me wrong Never comin' back, my baby's gone Lonely at home, sittin' all alone She's packed her bags and now she's gone Never comin' back, she's gone No no never, no no never, no never comin' back |
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| 7. |
| 4:11 |
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I didn't know you weren't supposed to drink the water
I never knew it was so hard to get through south of that border If I had any idea it took that many pesos to make a dollar I'd have moved down there Yeah, I'd probably been a millionaire Rosa at the bayou told me Sinco de Mayo is their fourth of July And you don't sneak up on a jabanero pepper and just take a bite Rosa says the sunsets on some of them beaches that'll make you cry I said, is that right? Cause up until tonight All I knew about Mexico Was him with my baby on the back of that Harley Passin' every car as fast as they could go And all I know about pretty a white sand Is she's probably on it now sharing a little beach towel With her "left me for another" man Or working on a tan I bet While I'm here trying to forget All I know about Mexico And I've heard some pretty scary stuff about them jails down in Tijuana And it ain't nothin' like the US if you get busted And I hear he's all hauked up on that marijuana I can't help but worrying about her being down there when he leaves her And you know he's gonna leave her Any day now, yeah, the cops will come around Wanna know what I've known All I know about Mexico Was him with my baby on the back of that Harley Passin' every car as fast as they could go And all I know about a pretty white sand Is she's probably on it now sharing a little beach towel With her "left me for another" man Oh she's working on her tan I bet While I'm here trying to forget All I know about Mexico All I knew about Mexico Was him with my baby on the back of that Harley Passin' every car just as fast as they could go And all I know about a pretty white sand Is she's probably on it now sharing her little beach towel With her "left me for another" man Oh she's working on her tan I bet While I'm here trying to forget All I know about Mexico All I know, I know, I know, I know about Mexico |
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| 8. |
| 4:12 |
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Well I got drunk
So sue me I made up my mind To not give a damn Try to forget The way you do me Yea I got drunk 'cause I'm your man Its not like I found someone else I can hold To make up from holding you Its not like I went out and painted the town Its not like I was untrue I got drunk So sue me Made made up my mind To not give a damn I try to forget The way you do me Yea I got drunk 'cause I'm your man What gives you the right To stay out alnight Crawl in and lay down the law We both that you wern't alone That's the reason you didn't call So I got durnk Sue me I made up my mind To give a damn I try to forget The way you do me Yea I got drunk 'cause I'm your man Yea I got drunk And I still am Yea I got drunk |
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| 9. |
| 3:59 |
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[Verse 1]
Lazy summer sundown, front porch of this old house, Lightning bugs in a mason jar, There's a four-lane comming through, they break ground at the end of June, The counties taking half my yard It don't matter too much anyway, in the scheme of things, I still get more than I should [Chorus] It's all good , It's alright, Lord it's always a good day when you're glad to be alive, Everything I need, ain't too hard to find, So I don't waste my time complaining, Cause I don't see how I could, It's all good [Verse 2] Another bill in the box today, new boats gonna have to wait, My pick-up truck just broke down, Grass needs mowing, I hear the plants closing, It won't be the end of this town Folks round here see things in a different way, That'll never change, There's one thing that's understood, [Chorus: x2] It's all good, I don't waste my time complaining, It's all good |
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| 10. |
| 3:23 |
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Well I ain't got It all that bad,
there's tougher lies I might have had, Sometimes I live hand to mouth, But there are those that go without, Might be things I wish I had, But when I look at where I'm at, I ain't got It all that bad In my time I've tried it all, Free love drugs and alco--hol, Got loaded up to kiss the sky Just about kissed the world good-bye, there are those that never made it back, Me I got lucky and found a lenon path, Hey I ain't got It all that bad I've got my sunshine and a few good friends I've found, A roof to give me shelter when the rain comes down, I've got tomorrow in a promise that he brings, A new chance that still worth takin, And a dream that still has wings These days I don't ask for much, Just the grace of God and my woman's touch, Strength each day to face the fight, And a place in someone's prayers at night, Life and love to love and laugh, IF I end up with half of that, I ain't got it all that bad, I ain't got it all that bad, I ain't got it all that bad |
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| 11. |
| 3:21 |
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It's me again, with this whiskey on my breath again,
I'm ashamed about the shape I'm in, how bad I feel, Damn these tears, Damn this habit that I've had for years, I'm trying hard to make it disappear, I swear I will Don't lose faith in me, I know I can win this battle wait and see, Thanks to you I got a reason to believe, I can be a stronger man, I know you need me to be a better dad, Baby I need you to help me make it through, so I'm here talkin to you, My angel I watch you sleep, my life changes with every breath you breathe, I want you to think the worl of me, I want to make you proud, No it's not too late, to make a man out of this mess I've made, To put that bottle down and walk away, I will somehow Don't lose faith in me, I know I can win this battle wait and see, Thanks to you I got a reason to believe, I can be a stronger man, I know you need me to be a better dad, Baby I need you to help me make it through, so I'm here talkin to you, My angel, Yea I love you, my angel |
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| 12. |
| 5:28 |
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I've treated this ol body like a stolen car,
Just some old disposable machine, Pedal to the metal and a trail of broken hearts, Yea I'd fill it up with almost anything, My motto was live fast and go out strong, But I never thought that I'd live this long Once I had a woman and she treated me real good, The kinda love I never will replace, One day I thought I ain't seen the world the way I should, So one night I got up and stepped away, I knew there'd be some lonely's coming on, But I never thought that I'd live this long There have been many times I really should have died, But somehow I survived on my mistakes, They say it makes me stronger, but why does it take longer, Getting up these days Yea I'm old enough to have a few regrets, I'm still young enough to have my dreams, Maybe that's the reason that my life ain't over yet, All the places and faces I ain't seen, I probably won't have time to see them all, But then again I never thought I'd live this long |
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