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It was a time of the preacher
When the story began Of the choice of a lady And the love of a man How he loved her so dearly He went out of his mind When she left him for someone That she'd left behind And he cried like a baby And he screamed like a panther In the middle of the night And he saddled his pony And he went for a ride It was a time of the preacher In the year of O-one Now the preachin' is over And the lesson's begun |
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| 2. |
| 2:19 |
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In the twilight glow I see her
Blue eyes crying in the rain When we kissed goodbye and parted I knew we′d never meet again Love is like a dying ember Only memories remain Through the ages I remember Blue eyes crying in the rain Someday when we meet up yonder We′ll stroll hand in hand again In a land that knows no parting Blue eyes crying in the rain Blue eyes crying in the rain Blue eyes crying in the rain Blue eyes crying in the rain |
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O they tell me of a home far beyond the skies
And they tell me of a home far away O they tell me of a home where no storm clouds rise O they tell me of an uncloudy day Chorus: O the land of cloudless days O the land of an unclouded sky O they tell me of a home where no storm clouds rise O they tell me of an uncloudy day O they tell me of a home where my friends have gone And they tell me of that land far away Where the tree of life's in eternal bloom Sheds it's fragrance through the uncloudy day [Chorus] O they tell me of the King in His beauty there And they tell me that mine eyes shall behold Where He sits on a throne that is whiter than snow In the city that is made of gold [Chorus] O they tell me that He smiles on His children there And His smile drives their sorrws away O they tell me that no tears ever come again In that lovely land of uncloudy day [Chorus] |
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| 5. |
| 2:24 |
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Always late with your kisses won't you come to my arms sweet darling and stay
Always late with your kisses why oh why do you want to do me this way How long do you think that I can wait when you know you're always late Always late with your kisses why why why do you want to do me this way [ piano ] How long do you think... |
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| 6. |
| 4:18 |
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Georgia, Georgia, the whole day through.
An' just an old sweet song keeps Georgia on my mind. Georgia, Georgia, a song of you, Comes as sweet and clear as moonlight through the pines. Other arms reach out to me; Other eyes smile tenderly. Still in peaceful dreams I see, The road leads back to you. Georgia, Georgia, no peace I find. Just an old sweet song keeps Georgia on my mind. Instrumental break. Georgia, Georgia, no peace I find. Just an old sweet song keeps Georgia on my mind. Just an old sweet song keeps Georgia on my mind. On my mind. On my mind. On my mind. On my mind. On my mind. On my mind. On my mind. To Fade out. |
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| 3:32 |
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Blue skies smilin' at me
Nothin' but blue skies do I see Bluebirds singin' a song Nothin' but bluebirds all day long Never saw the sun shinin' so bright Never saw things goin' so right Noticing the days hurrying by When you're in love, my how they fly Blue days, all of them gone Nothin' but blue skies from now on (Blue skies smilin' at me Nothin' but blue skies do I see) Never saw the sun shinin' so bright Never saw things goin' so right Noticing the days hurrying by When you're in love, my how they fly Blue days, all of them gone Nothin' but blue skies from now on Nothin' but blue skies from now on |
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| 8. |
| 3:33 |
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Whiskey River, take my mind
Don't let her memory torture me Whiskey River, don't run dry You're all I got, take care of me Whiskey River, take my mind Don't let her memory torture me Whiskey River, don't run dry You're all I got, take care of me I'm drowning in a Whiskey River Bathin' my memory's mind in the wetness of its soul Feeling the amber current flowing from my mind To a warm and empty heart you left so cold Whiskey River, take my mind (whiskey river take my mind) Don't let her memory torture me (don't let her memory torture me) Whiskey River, don't run dry You're all I got, take care of me Oh Whiskey River, take my mind Don't let her memory torture me Whiskey River, don't run dry You're all I got, take care of me Whiskey River, take my mind Don't let her memory torture me Whiskey River, don't run dry You're all I got, take care of me Oh Whiskey River, take my mind Don't let her memory torture me Whiskey River, don't run dry You're all I got, take care of me Whiskey River, take my mind Don't let her memory torture me Whiskey River, don't run dry You're all I got, take care of me |
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| 3:25 |
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Can't go home if you're goin' by the mill
Cause the bridge's washed out at the bottom of the hill Big Creek's up Little Creek's level plow my corn with a double shovel Stay all night stay a little longer dance all night dance a little longer Pull off your coat throw it in the corner don't see why you can't stay a little longer Sittin' in the window singin' to my love slop bucket fell from the window up above Mule and the grasshopper eatin' ice cream mule got sick so they laid him on the green Stay all night stay... [ guitar ] Well you ought to see my Blue Eyed Sally she lives away down on Shinbone Alley Number on the gate the number on the door the next house over is the grocery store Stay all night stay... [ guitar ] Stay all night stay... Don't see why you can't stay a little longer |
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| 10. |
| 2:00 |
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Mr Record Man I'm looking for a song I heard today
There was someone blue singing not someone who went away Just like me his heart was yearning for a love that used to be It's a lonely song about a lonely man like me There was something bout a love that didn't treat him right And he'd wake from troubled sleep and cry her name at night Mr Record Man get this record for me won't you please It's a lonely song about a lonely man like me I was driving down the highway with the radio turned on And a man that I heard singing sound so blue and all alone As I listen to his lonely song I wonder could it be Could there somewhere be another lonely man like me There was something 'bout a love... |
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| 5:49 |
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I have seen the morning burning golden on the mountain in the skies
Aching with the feeling of the freedom of an eagle as she flies Turning on the world the way you smiled upon my soul as I lay dying And healing as the colors in the sunshine and the shadows of your eyes Waking in the morning to the feeling of your fingers on my skin Wiping out the traces of the people and the places that I've been Teaching me that yesterday was something that I never thought of trying Talking of tomorrow and the money love and time we have to spend Loving you is easier than anything I'll ever do again Coming close together with a feeling that I've never known before in my time You ain't ashamed to be a woman you know just gotta be a friend I don't know the answers to the easy way you opened every door in my mind Dreaming is as easy as believing it's never gonna end Loving you is easier than anything I'll ever do again Loving you is easier than anything I'll ever do again |
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| 12. |
| 3:26 |
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[Chorus:]
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys Don't let 'em pick guitars and drive them old trucks Make 'em be doctors and lawyers and such Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys 'Cause they'll never stay home and they're always alone Even with someone they love Cowboys ain't easy to love and they're harder to hold They'd rather give you a song than diamonds or gold Lonestar belt buckles and old faded Levis And each night begins a new day If you don't understand him, and he don't die young He'll probably just ride away [Chorus:] Cowboys like smoky old pool rooms and clear mountain mornings Little warm puppies and children and girls of the night Them that don't know him won't like him and them that do Sometimes won't know how to take him He ain't wrong, he's just different but his pride won't let him Do things to make you think he's right [Chorus:] |
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| 3:03 |
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I grew up a-dreamin' of bein' a cowboy,
and Lovin' the cowboy ways. Pursuin' the life of my high-ridin' heroes, I burned up my childhood days. I learned of all the rules of the modern-day drifter, Don't you hold on to nothin' too long. Just take what you need from the ladies, then leave them, With the words of a sad country song. My heroes have always been cowboys. And they still are, it seems. Sadly, in search of, but one step in back of, Themselves and their slow-movin' dreams. Cowboys are special with their own brand of misery, From being alone too long. You could die from the cold in the arms of a nightmare, Knowin' well that your best days are gone. Pickin' up hookers instead of my pen, I let the words of my years fade away. Old worn-out saddles, and 'old worn-out memories, With no one and no place to stay. My heroes have always been cowboys. And they still are, it seems. Sadly, in search of, but one step in back of, Themselves and their slow-movin' dreams. Sadly, in search of, but one step in back of, Themselves and their slow-movin' dreams. |
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| 14. |
| 3:21 |
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It's not supposed to be that way
You're supposed to know I love you But it don't matter anyway If I can't be there to control you Like the other little children why You're gonna dream a dream or two But be careful what you're dreamin' Or soon your dreams'll be dreamin' you It's not supposed to be that way You're supposed to know I love you But it don't matter anyway If I can't be there to console you When you go out to play this evenin' Play with fire flies till they're gone Then you rush to meet your lover And play with real fire till the dawn But it's not supposed to be that way You're supposed to know I love you But it don't matter anyway If I can't be there to console you When you go out to play this evenin' Play with fire flies till they're gone Then you rush to meet your lover And play with real fire till the dawn But it's not supposed to be that way You're supposed to know I love you But it don't matter anyway If I can't be there to console you |
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| 2:33 |
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<< On The Road Again >>
--- Willie Nelson On the road again Just can’t wait to get on the road again The life I love is making music with my friends And I cant wait to get on the road again On the road again Goin’ places that I’ve never been Seein’ things that I may never see again And I can’t wait to get on the road again On the road again Like a band of gypsies we go down the highway We’re the best of friends Insisting that the world keep turning our way And our way, is on the road again Just cant wait to get on the road again The life I love is making music with my friends And I cant wait to get on the road again |
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| 4:24 |
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If you had not have fallen
Then I would not have found you Angel flying too close to the ground And I patched up your broken wing And hung around a while Tried to keep your spirits up And your fever down I knew someday that you would fly away For love's the greatest healer to be found So leave me if you need to I will still remember Angel flying too close to the ground Fly on, fly on past the speed of sound I'd rather see you up Than see you down Leave me if you need to I will still remember Angel flying too close to the ground |
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| 2:31 |
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Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa, men have named you
You're so like the lady with the mystic smile Is it only 'cause you're lonely they have blamed you? For that Mona Lisa strangeness in your smile? Do you smile to tempt a lover, Mona Lisa? Or is this your way to hide a broken heart? Many dreams have been brought to your doorstep They just lie there and they die there Are you warm, are you real, Mona Lisa? Or just a cold and lonely lovely work of art? Do you smile to tempt a lover, Mona Lisa? Or is this your way to hide a broken heart? Many dreams have been brought to your doorstep They just lie there and they die there Are you warm, are you real, Mona Lisa? Or just a cold and lonely lovely work of art? Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa |
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| 3:31 |
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Maybe I didn't love you
Quite as often as I could have And maybe I didn't treat you Quite as good as I should have If I made you feel second best Girl I'm sorry I was blind You were always on my mind You were always on my mind And maybe I didn't hold you All those lonely, lonely times And I guess I never told you I'm so happy that you're mine Little things I should have said and done I just never took the time You were always on my mind You were always on my mind Tell me, Tell me that your sweet love hasn't died Give me, give me One more chance to keep you satisfied I'll keep you satisfied |
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| 2:49 |
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Turn out the lights
The party's over They say that All good things must end Call it tonight The party's over And tomorrow starts The same old thing again But the crazy crazy party Never seen so many people Laughing dancing Look at you you're having fun But look at me I'm almost cryin' That don't keep her love from dyin' Misery cause for me the party's over Turn out the lights... Once I had a love undyin' I didn't keep it but I tried Life for me was just one party And then another I broke her heart so many times I had to have my parting wife I had to have my party Why broke her heart so many times But one day she said Sweetheart the party's over Turn out the lights... |
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| 2:27 |
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Summertime, and the livin' is easy
Fish are bitin' and the cotton is high Your daddy's rich and your mammy's good looking So hush, little baby, don't want you cry Some of these days you're gonna rise up smiling Spread your wings and take to the sky Till that time there ain't nothing gonna harm you So hush, little baby, don't you cry Hush, little baby, don't you cry |
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| 3:48 |
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As I look at the letters that you wrote to me
it's you that I am thinking of As I read the lines that to me were so sweet I remember our faded love I miss you darling more and more every day as heaven would miss the stars above With every heartbeat I still think of you and remember our faded love I think of the past and all the pleasures we've had as I watch the mating of the dove It was in the springtime that you said goodbye I remember our faded love I miss you darling... |
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| 4:03 |
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When the evenin' sun goes down
You will find me hangin' 'round Oh, the night life, it ain't no good life But it's my life Many people just like me Dreamin' of old used-to-be's Oh, the night life, it ain't no good life Ah, but it's my life Listen to the blues that they're playin' Listen what the blues are sayin' Life is just another scene In this old world of broken dreams Oh, the night life, it ain't no good life But it's my life Oh, the night life ain't no good life Oh, but it's my life Yeah, it's my life |
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| 4:46 |
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Livin on the road my friend, is gonna keep you free and clean
Now you wear your skin like iron Your breath as hard as kerosene You weren't your momma's only boy, but her favorite one it seems She began to cry when you said goodbye And sank into your dreams Pancho was a bandit boy, his horse was fast as polished steel He wore his gun outside his pants For all the honest world to feel Pancho met his match you know on the deserts down in Mexico Nobody heard his dyin words, ah but that's the way it goes All the Federales say, they could've had him any day They only let him slip away, out of kindness I suppose Lefty he can't sing the blues all night long like he used to The dust that Pancho bit down south ended up in Lefty's mouth The day they laid poor Pancho low, Lefty split for Ohio Where he got the bread to go, there ain't nobody knows All the Federales say, they could've had him any day They only let him slip away out of kindness I suppose The boys tell how old Pancho fell, and Lefty's livin in cheap hotels The desert's quiet, Cleveland's cold And so the story ends we're told Pancho needs your prayers it's true, but save a few for Lefty too He only did what he had to do, and now he's growing old All the Federales say, they could've had him any day They only let him go so long, out of kindness I suppose A few gray Federales say, they could've had him any day They only let him go so long, out of kindness I suppose |
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| 3:06 |
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Old friends pitching pennies in the park
Playing croquet till it's dark, old friends Mhm old friends swapping lies of life and loves Pitching popcorn to the doves, old friends mhm Old friends looking up to watch a birds Holding arms to climb a curb, old friends, oh old friends Old friends Lord when all my work is done Bless my life and grant me one, old friend, at least one old friend Old friends looking up to watch a birds Holding arms to climb a curb, old friends, oh old friends Lord when all my work is done Bless my life and grant me one, old friend, at least one old friend |
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| 2:07 |
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He's in the jailhouse now, he's in the jailhouse now
He's in the jailhouse now, he's in the jailhouse now I told him once or twice to quit playin' cards and a shootin' dice He's in the jailhouse now I had a friend named Rambling Bob who used to steal gamble and rob He thought he was the smartest guy in town But I found out last Monday that Bob got locked up Sunday They got him in the jailhouse way downtown He's in the jailhouse now, he's in the jailhouse now He's in the jailhouse now, he's in the jailhouse now I told him once or twice to quit playin' cards and a shootin' dice He's in the jailhouse now I went out last Tuesday I met a girl named Susie I told her I was the swellest man in town She started to call me honey she started to spend my money And we took in every honky tonk in town We're in the jailhouse now, we're in the jailhouse now We're in the jailhouse now, we're in the jailhouse now They told us once or twice to quit playin' cards and shootin' dice We're in the jailhouse now |
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| 3:13 |
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When I look out over a green field of clover
Or watch the sunset at the end of the day I get kind of moody when I see such beauty And everything's beautiful in its own way I see a fountain flow from a mountain or see April showers bring flowers in May I can't help but ponder life is such a wonder and everything's beautiful in its own way Words can't describe what I feel inside when I see the beauty in each coming day What my eyes behold can't be bought or sold and everything's beautiful in its own way When I see the clouds from a black summer windstorm That uproots the harvest and hurls it away In the midst of such anger destruction and danger The storm's even beautiful in its own way When I see the leaves drop from out of the treetops Or see the snow fall on a cold winter's day My thoughts seem to wander into the blue yonder God made all things beautiful in their own way Words can't describe what I feel inside... In its own way in its own way |
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| 3:48 |
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All alone at the end of the evening
And the bright lights have faded to blue I was thinkin' about a woman who might have loved me And I never knew You know I've always been a dreamer Spent my life running 'round And it's so hard to change can't seem to settle down But the dreams I've seen lately Keep on turnin' out and burnin' out And turnin' out the same So put me on a highway and show me a sign And take it to the limit one more time You can spend all your time making money You can spend all your love making time If it all fell to pieces tomorrow Would you still be mine? When you're looking for more freedom And nobody seems to care And you can't find the door well you can't find it anywhere When there's nothin' to believe in Still you're coming back, you're running back You're coming back for more So put me on the highway and show me a sign And take it to the limit one more time Take it to the limit, take it to the limit Take it to the limit one more time |
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| 9. |
| 3:31 |
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To all the girls I've loved before
Who travelled in and out my door I'm glad they came along I dedicate this song To all the girls I've loved before To all the girls I once caressed And may I say I've held the best For helping me to grow I owe a lot I know To all the girls I've loved before The winds of change are always blowing And every time I try to stay The winds of change continue blowing And they just carry me away To all the girls who shared my life Who now are someone else's wives I'm glad they came along I dedicate this song To all the girls I've loved before To all the girls who cared for me Who filled my nights with ecstasy They live within my heart I'll always be a part Of all the girls I've loved before The winds of change are always blowing And every time I try to stay The winds of change continue blowing And they just carry me away To all the girls we've loved before Who travelled in and out our doors We're glad they came along We dedicate this song To all the girls we've loved before To all the girls we've loved before Who travelled in and out our doors We're glad they came along We dedicate this song To all the girls we've loved before |
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| 2:44 |
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So many people got so many lines they've all been tried and it's true
They've all got so many reasons for changin' your mind And there ain't none of 'em new But there's just so little distance between me and you I think we're two of a kind We don't do nothing you don't want to do and I won't tell you no lies So tell me how do you feel about foolin' around down from your head to your toes Ain't nothin' realer than right here and now if that's as far as it goes And it goes and it goes it goes ha-ha [piano] Hey you'll never miss nothing we've never known you'll never know till you try Hey we can take it or leave it alone but we got so little time So tell me how do you feel about... So tell me how do you feel about... ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By KRISTOFFERSON, KRIS/UTLEY, MIKE/BRUTON, STEPHEN <i>Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing</i> |
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| 3:49 |
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He looked down into her brown eyes,
Said, " Say a prayer for me." She threw her arms around him, Whispered, "God will keep us free." And they could hear the riders comin, He said, "This is my last fight. If they take me back to Texas, They won't take me back alive." **Chorus** And there were seven Spanish Angels, At the alter of the Sun. They were prayin' for the lovers, In the valley of the gun. And when the battle stopped, And the smoke cleared. There was thunder from the throne. And seven Spanish angels, Took another angel home. She reached down and picked the gun up, That lay smokin in his hand. Said, "Father please forgive me, I can't make it without my man." And she knew the gun was empty, And she knew she couldn't win. But her final prayer was answered, When the rifles fired again. **Chorus |
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| 2:30 |
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Hello walls, (Hello, hello.)
How'd things go for you today? Don't you miss her. Since she up and walked away? And I'll bet you dread to spend another lonely night with me, But lonely walls, I'll keep you company. Hello window, (Hello, hello.) Well, I see that you're still here. Aren't you lonely, Since our darlin disappeared? Well look here, is that a teardrop in the corner of your pane? Now don't you try to tell me that's it's rain. She went away and left us all alone the way she planned. Guess we'll have to learn to get along without her if we can. Hello ceiling, (Hello, hello.) I'm gonna stare at you a while. You know I can't sleep, So won't you bear with me a while? We gotta all stick together or else I'll lose my mind. I gotta feelin' she'll be gone a long, long time. (Hello, hello wall.) |
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| 13. |
| 2:43 |
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That big eight-wheeler, rollin' down the track
Means your true-lovin' daddy ain't comin' back Cause I'm movin'on, I'll soon be gone You were flyin' too high, for my little old sky So I'm movin' on. That big loud whistle, as it blew and blew Said hello to the southland, we're comin' to you And we're movin' on, oh, hear my song You had the laugh on me, so I set you free And I'm movin' on. Mister fireman, won't you please listen to me Cause I got a pretty mama in Tennessee Keep movin' me on, keep rollin' on So shovel the coal, let this rattler roll And keep movin' me on. Mister Engineer, take that throttle in hand This rattler's the fastest in the southern land To keep movin' me on, keep rollin' on You gonna ease my mind, put me there on time And keep rollin' on. I've told you baby, from time to time But you just wouldn't listen or pay me no mind Now I'm movin' on, I'm rollin' on You've broken your vow, and it's all over now So I'm movin' on. You've switched your engine, now I ain't got time For a triflin' woman on my main line Cause I'm movin' on, you done your daddy wrong I warned you twice, now you can settle the price Cause I'm movin' on. But someday baby, when you've had your play You're gonna want your daddy, but your daddy will say Keep movin' on, you stayed away too long I'm through with you, too bad you're blue Keep movin' on. |
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| 14. |
| 3:01 |
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I was a highwayman. Along the coach roads I did ride
With sword and pistol by my side Many a young maid lost her baubles to my trade Many a soldier shed his lifeblood on my blade The bastards hung me in the spring of twenty-five But I am still alive. I was a sailor. I was born upon the tide And with the sea I did abide. I sailed a schooner round the Horn to Mexico I went aloft and furled the mainsail in a blow And when the yards broke off they said that I got killed But I am living still. I was a dam builder across the river deep and wide Where steel and water did collide A place called Boulder on the wild Colorado I slipped and fell into the wet concrete below They buried me in that great tomb that knows no sound But I am still around..I'll always be around..and around and around and around and around I fly a starship across the Universe divide And when I reach the other side I'll find a place to rest my spirit if I can Perhaps I may become a highwayman again Or I may simply be a single drop of rain But I will remain And I'll be back again, and again and again and again and again.. |
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| 3:32 |
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All your stations are being torn down a high flying trains no longer roar
The floors're all sagging with boards at a suffering from not being used anymore Things're all changing the world's rearranging a time that will soon be no more Where has a slow movin' once quickdraw outlaw got to go The whiskey that once settled the dust tasted so fine now taste so faint And the mem'ries that once floated out come back stronger And more clearly with each drink you take And the women who warmed you once thought so pretty now look haggard and old So where has a slow movin' once quickdraw outlaw got to go [Guitar solo] This land where I travel once fashion with beauty now stands with scars on her face The wide open spaces are closin' in quickly from the ways of the whole human race And it's not that I blame them for claming her bounty I just wish they're takin' her slow Cause where has a slow movin' once quick draw outlaw got to go Tell me where has a slow movin' once quick draw outlaw got to go ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By MOELLER, DEE <i>Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing</i> |
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| 3:01 |
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N: Are there any more real cowboys
N: Left out in these hills N: Will the fire hit the iron one more time N: And will one more dusty pick-up N: Come rolling down the road N: With a load of feed before the sun gets high N: Well, I hope that working cowboy never dies W: Not the one that's snortin' cocaine W: When the honky-tonk's all closed W: But the one that prays for more rain, heaven knows W: That the good feed brings the money W: And the money buys the clothes W: Not the diamond sequins shining on TV W: But the kind the working cowboy really needs Both: Are there any more country families Both: Still working hand in hand Both: Trying hard to stay together and make a stand Both: While the rows and rows of houses Both: Come creepin' up on the land Both: Where the cattle graze and an old gray barn still stands Both: Are there any more real cowboys in this land Both: Are there any more real cowboys in this land |
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| 4:44 |
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Where's my pal, where's my friend?
All good things must have an end Sad things and nothing's on and on they go I guess he went to Mexico They all went to Mexico Buenas dias got to go Tengo que obedecer mi corazon They all went to Mexico Where's my mule and where's my dray? Straw hat's packed up and gone away Mule don't go north and dray go slow They both went to Mexico Where's my sweetie, where's the face That lit dark corners every place? She put up with me long time you know And then she had to go to Mexico They all went to Mexico Buenas dias got to go Tengo que obedecer mi corazon They all went to Mexico Where's my brown dog, where's my hound? He liked my truck, he hung around But he's a canine romeo And I guess he went to Mexico Where's that woman, so sweet so mean? Her heart was cautious, her mind was keen She was always looking for the peccadillo I hope she went to Mexico They all went to Mexico Buenas dias got to go Tengo que obedecer mi corazon They all went to Mexico Where's December's happy crew With German bikes and sidecars too? They take the truck south to St. Louis Motorcycle all the way to Mexico Where's my luck and where's my grace? Has it all been just a foolish chase? Every time I hear that rainy chill wind blow I think it might be time to head to Mexico They all went to Mexico Buenas dias got to go Tengo que obedecer mi corazon They all went to Mexico They all went to Mexico Buenas dias got to go Tengo que obedecer mi corazon They all went to Mexico |
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If I only had one arm to hold you
Well better yet if I had none at all Then I wouldn't have two arms that ache For you there'd be one less mem'ry to recall If I only had one ear to listen to The lies that you told to me Then I more closely resemble The half a man that you've made of me If I only had one leg to stand on Then how much how much truer picture you'd see 'Cause then I more closely resemble The half a man that you've made of me |
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| 19. |
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Well there's nothing quite like Texas on a Saturday night
Nothin' can compare to it no matter how you try Nevada never closes New York City's got bright lights But it's nothing quite like Texas on a Saturday night Everybody's goin' San Antonio on a Saturday night River walkin' talkin' western swingin' singin' Songs of love and yellow roses There's nothing quite like Texas on a Saturday night It's honky tonkin' heaven underneath that lone star sky You can lose your blues in Mexico with their women and their wine Cause it's nothing quite like Texas on a Saturday night [Music Interlude] Well there's nothing quite like Texas on a Saturday night Nothing can compare to it no matter how you try Colorado's mighty friendly with your Rocky Mountain high But it's nothing quite like Texas on a Saturday night When the sun goes down it's time to paint the town That's when you hear those fiddles play [Music Interlude] From Dallas to Del Rio and up to Amarillo they'll be dancin' in the streets Loud and rowdy howdy howdy haughty lawdy How I wish that I could be in Abilene There's nothing quite like Texas on a Saturday night Nothing can compare to it no matter how you try Nevada never closes New York City's got bright lights But it's nothing quite like Texas on a Saturday night But it's nothing quite like Texas on a Saturday night |
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There's a home place under fire
Tonight in the heartland And the bankers are taking my home And my land from me There's a big achin' hole in my chest Now, where my heart was And a hole in the sky Where God used to be There's a home place under fire Tonight in the heartland There's a well where the water's so bitter Nobody can drink Ain't no way to get high and my mouth Is so dry that I can't speak Don't they know that I'm dyin' Why's nobody cryin' for me? My American dream Fell apart at the seams You tell me what it means You tell me what it means There's a home place under fire Tonight in the heartland And bankers are taking the homes And the land away There's a young boy closin' his eyes Tonight in the heartland Who will wake up a man with some land And a loan he can't pay His American dream Fell apart at the seams You tell me what it means You tell me what it means My American dream Fell apart at the seams You tell me what it means You tell me what it means There's a home place under fire Tonight in the heartland There's a home place under fire Tonight in the heartland There's a home place under fire Tonight in the heartland There's a home place under fire Tonight in the heartland |
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Nobody slides, my friend
It's a truth on which You can depend If you're living a lie It will eat you alive And nobody slides, my friend Nobody slides, my friend You can try it But you'll never win You can scream You can shout But it all evens out And nobody slides my, friend Nobody slides, my friend Listen I'll say it again You can run You can hide But it's still waitin' inside And nobody slides, my friend ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By NELSON, WILLIE <i>Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing</i> |
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There's just a little old fashioned karma coming down
Just a little old fashioned justice going round A little bit of sowing and a little bit of reaping A little bit of laughing and a little bit of weeping Just a little old fashioned karma coming down Coming down, coming down Just a little old fashioned karma coming down It really ain't hard to understand If you're gonna dance you gotta pay the band It's just a little old fashioned karma coming down There's just a little old fashioned karma coming down Just a little old fashioned justice going round A little bit of sowing and a little bit of reaping A little bit of laughing and a little bit of weeping Just a little old fashioned karma coming down Coming down, coming down Just a little old fashioned karma coming down It really ain't hard to understand If you're gonna dance you gotta pay the band It's just a little old fashioned karma coming down It's just a little old fashioned karma coming down |
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I saw the harbor lights
They only told me we were parting The same old harbor lights that once brought you to me I watch'd the harbor lights How could I help if tears were starting? Goodbye to tender nights beside the silvery sea I longed to hold you near and kiss you just once more But you were on the ship and I was on the shore Now I know lonely nights For all the while my heart is whispering Some other harbor lights Will steal your love from me |
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Without a song the day would never end
Without a song the road would never bend When things go wrong a man ain't got a friend Without a song That field of corn would never see a plow That field of corn would be deserted now A man is born but he's no good no how Without a song I got my trouble and woe but, sure as I know, the Jordan will roll And I'll get along as long as a song, strong in my soul I'll never know what makes the rain to fall I'll never know what makes that grass so tall I only know there ain't no love at all Without a song I've-a got my trouble and woe and, sure as I know, the Jordan will roll And I'll get along as long as a song, strong in my soul I'll-a never know what makes that rain to fall I'll never know what makes the grass so tall I only know there ain't no love at all Without a song |
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Everybody's gone away said they're moving to LA
There's not a soul I know around everybody's leavin' town Some caught a freight some caught a plane find the sunshine leave the rain They said this town'll waste your time I guess they're right it's wastin' mine Some gotta win some gotta lose good time Charlie's got the blues Good time Charlie's got the blues You know my heart keeps telling me you're not a kid at thirty-three You play around you lose your wife you play too long you lose your life I got my pills to ease the pain can't find a thing to ease the rain I'd love to try and settle down but everybody's leavin' town Some gotta win some gotta lose good time Charlie's got the blues Good time Charlie's got the blues |
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Ridin' on the City of New Orleans
Illinois Central, Monday mornin' rail Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders Three conductors and twenty-five sacks of mail All along the south-bound odyssey The train pulls out at Kankakee And rolls along past houses, farms and fields Passin' trains that have no names And freight yards full of old black men And the grave-yards of the rusted automobiles Good morning America, how are you? Say don't you know me, I'm your native son I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans And I'll be gone five-hundred miles when the day is done Dealin' cards with the old men in the club car Penny a point ain't no one keepin' score Pass the paper bag that holds the bottle Feel the wheels grumblin' 'neath the floor And the sons of Pullman porters, and the sons of engineers Ride their father's magic carpet made of steel Mothers with their babes asleep, rockin' to the gentle beat And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel Good morning America, how are you? Say don't you know me, I'm your native son I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans I'll be gone five-hundred miles when the day is done Night time on the City of New Orleans Changin' cars in Memphis, Tennessee Halfway home, we'll be there by mornin' Thru the Mississippi darkness rollin' down to the sea But all the towns and people seem to fade into a bad dream And the steel rails still ain't heard the news The conductor sings his songs again The passengers will please refrain This train has got the disappearin' railroad blues. Goodnight America, how are you? Say don't you know me, I'm your native son I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans I'll be gone five-hundred miles when the day is done |
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A past that's sprinkled with the blues
A few old dreams that I can't use Who'll buy my mem'ries Of things that used to be There were the smiles before the tears And with the smiles some better years Who'll buy my mem'ries Of things that used to be When I remember how things were My memories all leave with her I'd like to start my life anew But memories just make me blue A cottage small just built for two A garden wall with violets blue Who'll buy my mem'ries Of things that used to be When I remember how things were... ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By NELSON, WILLIE <i>Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing</i> |
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You call us heathens with zero respect for the law
We are only songwriters just writing our songs and that's all We write what we live and we live what we write is that wrong If you think it is Mr. Music Executive Why don't you write your own songs [Chorus] And don't listen to mine,they might run you crazy They might make you dwell on your feelings a moment too long We're making you rich and you're already lazy So just lay on your ass and get richer or write your own songs Mr. Purified Country don't you know what the whole things about Is your head up your ass so far that you can't pull it out The world's getting smaller and everyone in it belongs And if you can't see that Mr. Purified Country Why don't you just write your own songs [Chorus.] So just lay on your ass and get richer or write your own songs ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By NELSON, WILLIE <i>Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing</i> |
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| 2:47 |
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Forgiving you was easy,forgeting seems to take the longest time.
I just keep thinking and your memory is forever on my mind. You know I'll aways love you and I can't forget the day when you were mine. Forgiving you was easy but forgetting seems to take the longest time. The bitter fruit of anger growing from the seeds of jealousy. Oh what a heart ache but I forgive the things you said to me. For I believe forgiving is the only way I'll find peace of mind. Forgiving you was easy but forgeting seems to take the longest time. The years have past so quickly, As once again they've sealed a young man's dream of all the golden years And growing old together you and me. You ask me to forgive you. You said there was another on your mind, Forgiving you was easy but forgetting seems to take the longest time.... |
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It's been rough and rocky travelin',
But I'm finally standin' upright on the ground. After takin' several readings, I'm surprised to find my mind`s still fairly sound. I guess Nashville was the roughest, But I know I said the same about them all. We received our education In the cities of the nation, me and Paul. Almost busted in Laredo, But for reasons that I'd rather not disclose, But if you're stayin' in a motel there and leave, Just don't leave nothin' in your clothes. And at the airport in Milwaukee, They refused to let us board the plane at all, They said we looked suspicious, But I believe they like to pick on me and Paul. I guess Nashville was the roughest, But I know I said the same about them all. We received our education In the cities of the nation, me and Paul. |
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(I'll always love you in my own peculiar way)
It would be a comfort just to know you never doubt me Even though I give you cause most every day Sometimes I think that you'd be better off without me Although I love you in my own peculiar way Don't doubt my love if sometimes my mind should wonder To a suddenly remembered yesterday 'Cause my mind could never stay too long away from you I'll always love you in my own peculiar way And though I may not always be the way you'd have me be And though my faults may grow in number day by day Let no one ever say that I've ever been untrue I'll always love you in my own peculiar way I'll always love you in my own peculiar way |
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| 3:20 |
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Give Us Your Tired And Weak And We Will Make Them Strong Bring Us Your Foreign Songs And We Will Sing Along Leave Us Your Broken Dreams We'll Give Them Time To Mend There's Still A Lot Of Love Living In The Promiseland Living In The Promiseland Our Dreams Are Made Of Steel The Prayer Of Every Man Is To Know How Freedom Feels There Is A Winding Road Across The Shifting Sand And Room For Everyone Living In The Promiseland So They Came From A Distant Isle Nameless Woman, Faitheless Child Like A Bad Dream Until There Was No Room At All No Place To Run, And No Place To Fall Give Us Our Daily Bread We Have No Shoes To Wear No Place To Call Our Home Only This Cross To Bear We Are The Multitudes Lend Us A Helping Hand Is There No Love Anymore Living In The Promiseland Living In The Promiseland Our Dreams Are Made Of Steel The Prayer Of Every Man Is To Know How Freedom Feels There Is A Winding Road Across The Shifting Sand And Room For Everyone Living In The Promiseland |
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| 2:32 |
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Now that we're back together, the battle is half won
We'll try to save a part of yesterday I know it won't be easy but at least we have begun There is no easy way but there is a way We both could use some understanding, trust would help And the journey of a thousand miles begins with just one step And is love not worth the price, we'll have to pay There is no easy way but there is a way We both could use some understanding, trust would help And the journey of a thousand miles begins with just one step And is love not worth the price, we'll have to pay There is no easy way but there is a way There is no easy way but there is a way |
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| 2:49 |
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Ole buttermilk sky
I'm keeping my eye peeled on you What's the good word tonight Are you gonna be mellow tonight? Ole buttermilk sky Can't you see my little donkey and me? We're as happy as a Christmas tree Headed for the one I love I'm gonna pop her the question, that question Do you, darling do you, do? It'll be easy, so easy If I can only bank on you Ole buttermilk sky I'm tellin' you why, now you know Keep it in mind tonight keep brushin' those clouds from sight Ole buttermilk sky Don'cha fail me when I'm needin' you most Hang a moon above her hitchin' post And hitch me to the one I love You can, if you try, don't tell me no lie Will you be mellow and bright tonight Buttermilk sky? Ole buttermilk sky Don'cha fail me when I'm needin' you most Hang a moon above her hitchin' post And hitch me to the one I love You can, if you try, don't tell me no lie Will you be mellow and bright tonight Buttermilk sky? Will you be mellow and bright tonight Buttermilk sky? |
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I've got a long list of real good reasons
For all the things I've done I've got a picture in the back of my mind Of what I've lost and what I've won I've survived every situation Knowing when to freeze and when to run And regret is just a memory written on my brow And there's nothing I can do about it now. I've got a wild and a restless spirit I held my price through every deal I've seen the fire of a woman's scorned Turn her heart of gold to steal I've got the song of the voice inside me Set to the rhythm of the wheel And I've been dreaming like a child Since the cradle broke the bow And there's nothing I can do about it now. Running through the changes Going through the stages Coming round the corners in my life Leaving doubt to fate Staying out too late Waiting for the moon to say goodniight And I could cry for the time I've wasted But that's a waste of time and tears, And I know just what I'd change If went back in time somehow But there's nothing I can do about it now Running through the changes Going through the stages Coming round the corners in my life Leaving doubt to fate Staying out too late Waiting for the moon to say goodniight And I could cry for the time I've wasted But that's a waste of time and tears And I know just what I'd change If went back in time somehow But there's nothing I can do about it now. I'm forgiving everything that forgiveness will allow And there's nothing I can do about it now |
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Is the better part over?
Has a ragin' river turned into a stream? Is the better part over? Are we down to not quite sayin' what we mean? And after thinkin' it over Wouldn't you rather have the endin' nice and clean Where love remains in all the closing scenes? If the better part's over Why hang around For an endin' that's laden with sorrow? We've both been around We've both seen that movie before And as much as I love you I can't live while fearin' tomorrow If the better part's over Then why should we try anymore? Is the better part over? Has a ragin' river turned into a stream? Is the better part over? Are we down to not quite sayin' what we mean? And after thinkin' it over Wouldn't you rather have the endin' nice and clean Where love remains in all the closing scenes Is the better part over? |
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Willie Nelson / Beth Nielsen Chapman
You can break your eggs to count your chickens And you can break your neck to keep your ducks all in a row But don't think every chance you take Has to mean a new mistake It ain't necessarily so Now depending on the soil and the season You can plant a seed and you can watch it grow But you can't have a guarantee, Cause everything that ought to be Ain't necessarily so CHORUS I laugh when I can I live with the rest I learn that holding on means letting go I try to be a friend To the person on my left They say you just can't be too careful who you know But that ain't necessarily so SOLO I'd like to have more faith in human logic Basing all the rules on the proof that you could show But I can't take my guesses back That I based on all those facts That ain't necessarily so And every time I follow what I'm feeling I end up in the same place my heart would have me go If there's one rule of life I trust It's everything outside your gut Ain't necessarily so CHORUS (2x) I laugh when I can I live with the rest I learn that holding on means letting go I try to be a friend To the person on my left They say you just can't be too careful who you know But that ain't necessarily so |
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Still is still moving to me
And I swim like a fish in the sea all the time But if that's what it takes to be free I don't mind Still is still moving to me Still is still moving to me And it's hard to explain how I feel It won't go in words but I know that it's real I can be moving or I can be still But still is still moving me Still is still moving to me And it's hard to explain how I feel It won't go in words but I know that it's real I can be moving or I can be still But still is still moving me Still is still moving to me And it's hard to explain how I feel It won't go in words but I know that it's real I can be moving or I can be still But still is still moving me Still is still moving to me Still is still moving to me Still is still moving to me |
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