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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Lynyrd Skynyrd (0000)
Train, roll on, on down the line.
Won't you, please, take me far away. Now I feel the wind blow outside my door. Means I'm, I'm leaving my woman at home. Tuesday's gone with the wind. Oh, my baby's gone with the wind. And I don't know, oh, where I'm going. I just want to be left alone. When this train ends I'll try again Oh, I'm leaving my woman at home. Tuesday's gone with the wind. Tuesday's gone with the wind. Tuesday's gone with the wind. My baby's gone with the wind. Train, roll on, Tuesday's gone. Train, roll on many miles from my home. See I'm, I'm riding my blues away, yeh. Tuesday, you see, she had to be free. Lord, but somehow I've got to carry on. Tuesday's gone with the wind. Tuesday's gone with the wind. Tuesday's gone with the wind. My baby's gone with the wind. Train, roll on, Tuesday's gone. Train, roll on 'cause my baby's gone.. I'm riding my blues away, baby Ride on train, ride my blues away...... Turn around my blues Ride on, train, ride on, train Riding my blues, babe Come back to me, babe Come back to me Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh train.. |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Lynyrd Skynyrd (0000)
MAMA TOLD ME WHEN I WAS YOUNG "COME SIT BESIDE ME, MY ONLY SON AND LISTEN CLOSELY TO WHAT I SAY AND IF YOU DO THIS, IT WILL HELP YOU SOME SUNNY DAY TAKE YOUR TIME... DON'T LIVE TOO FAST TROUBLES WILL COME AND THEY WILL PASS GO FIND A WOMAN AND YOU'LL FIND LOVE AND DON'T FORGET, SON THERE IS SOMEONE UP ABOVE." "AND BE A SIMPLE KIND OF MAN BE SOMETHING YOU LOVE AND UNDERSTAND BABY, BE A SIMPLE KIN OF MAN WON'T YOU DO THIS FOR ME, SON IF YOU CAN?" "FORGET YOUR LUST FOR THE RICH MAN'S GOLD ALL THAT YOU NEED IS IN YOUR SOUL AND YOU CAN DO THIS IF YOU TRY AND THAT I WANT FOR YOU MY SON IS TO BE SATISFIED" "BOY, DON'T YOU WORRY...YOU'LL FIND YOURSELF FOLLOW YOUR HEART AND NOTHING ELSE AND YOU CAN DO THIS IF YOU TRY ALL THAT I WANT FOR YOU, MY SON IS TO BE SATISFIED." |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Lynyrd Skynyrd (0000)
Eleven times I been busted, eleven times I been to jail Some of the times I been there nobody could go my bail Well it seems to me, Lord that this ol' boy just don't fit Well I can jump in a rosebush and come out smelling like sh... Those misters dressed in blue never done so right by me Some of the times I was innocent but the judge said guilty I'm not one to complain now son I tell you true When the black cat cross your trail, Lord It comes in misery times two (Chorus) Double trouble--that's what my friends all call me (Double trouble) I said, double trouble T-R-O-U-B-L-E Well I was born down in the gutter With a temper as hot as fire Spent ninety days on a peat farm just doin' the county's time Well now, even mama said Son you're bad news And it won't be too long before someone puts one through you (Chorus) (Chorus) |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Lynyrd Skynyrd (0000)
I was cuttin the rug down at a place called 'The Jug' with a girl named Linda Lou
When in walked a man with a gun in his hand he was looking for you know who He said "Hey there fellow with the hair coloured yellow, watcha tryin' to proove? Cuz' this is my woman there and I'm a man who cares and this might be all for you" (I said "excuse me!") I was scared and fearing for my life I was shaking like a leaf on a tree Cuz' he was lean and mean and big and bad, Lord, pointing that gun at me Oh! 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 favour from you Say won't you Gimme 3 steps, gimme 3 steps mister, gimme 3 steps toward the door? Gimme 3 steps, gimme 3 steps mister and you'll never see me no more." (Guitar solo) Oh well the crowd cleared away and I began to pray and the water fell down to the floor and I'm telling you, son, it ain't no fun, staring straight down a fourty-four. Well, he turned and screamed at Linda Lou, and that's the break I was looking for and you could hear me screaming a mile away as I was headed out toward the door. Oh won't you Gimme 3 steps, gimme 3 steps mister, gimme 3 steps toward the door? Gimme 3 steps, gimme 3 steps mister and you'll never see me no more." |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Lynyrd Skynyrd (0000)
I'd like to tell y'all a story About a friend of mine Who liked to drink good whiskey, oh Lord And have a real good time His woman, you know she left him And stole that boy's brand new car And ran out of town with a guitar picker Said he gonna be a superstar Sure you are (Chorus) You can't alway trust your woman You can't always trust your best friend Beware of the ones that you need y'all 'Cause those might be the ones that do you in Don't talk no stuff to no slicker Don't tell your feelings to your friend Don't tell your woman that you love her, because That's when your trouble begins There are many ladies here among us That'll stab you in the back when you ain't around There are many, so many of your very best friends That'll kick you in the head when you are down Yes they will (Chorus) Don't you backtalk the police 'Cause its his job to put you in the jail They'll lock you up, boy and throw away the key And your best friend won't even go your bail There are many slickers here among us That are all dressed up in suits and ties But don't you show your pain, Lord in front of them 'Cause if you do you kiss yourself goodbye, alright (Chorus) |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Lynyrd Skynyrd (0000)
If I leave here tomorrow Would you still remember me For I must be traveling on now There's too many places I've got to see If I stay here with you girl Things just couldn't be the same 'Cause I'm as free as a bird now And this bird you cannot change Oh, and the bird you cannot change And this bird you cannot change Lord knows I can't change Bye-bye babe, it's been sweet, love 'Though this feeling I can't change But please don't take this so badly 'Cause Lord knows I'm to blame But if I stay here with you girl Things just couldn't be the same 'Cause I'm as free as a bird now And this bird you cannot change Oh, and the bird you cannot change And this bird you cannot change Lord knows I can't change Lord help me I can't change |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Lynyrd Skynyrd (0000)
Big wheels keep on turning,
Carry me home to see my kin Singing songs about the southland. I miss ole bamy once again and I think it's a sin. Well, I heard Mister Young sing about her. Well, I heard ole Neil put her down. Well, I hope Neil Young will remember A southern man don't need him around anyhow. * Sweet home Alabama where the skies are so blue. Sweet home Alabama, Lord, I'm coming home to you. In Birmingham they love the Gov'nor. Now we all did what we could do. Now Watergate does not bother me. Does your conscience bother you, tell the truth. Repeat * (Solo) Now Muscle Shoals has got the Swampers And they ve been known to pick a song or two. Lord, they get me off so much, They pick me up when I'm feeling blue, now how about you. Repeat *(twice) |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Lynyrd Skynyrd (0000)
Have you ever lived down in the ghetto? Have you ever felt the cold wind blow? If you don't know what I mean, Won't you stand up and scream? 'Cause there's things goin' on that you don't know. Too many lives they've spent across the ocean. Too much money been spent upon the moon. Well, until they make it right I hope they never sleep at night They better make some changes And do it soon. They're goin ruin the air we breathe Lord have mercy. They're gonna ruin us all, by and by. I'm telling you all beware I don't think they really care I think they just sit up there And just get high. |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Lynyrd Skynyrd (0000)
Well I used to wake the morning before the rooster crowed
Searching for soda bottles to get myself some dough Brought 'em down to the corner, down to the country store Cash 'em in and give my money to a man named Curtis Loew Old Curt was a black man with white curly hair When he had a fifth of wine he did not have a care He used to own an old dobro, used to play it across his knee I'd give old Curt my money, he'd play all day for me (Chorus) Play me a song Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew I got your drinking money, tune up your dobro People said he was useless, them people are the fools 'Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues He looked to be sixty, and maybe I was ten Mama used to whip me but I'd go see him again I'd clap my hands, stomp my feets, try to stay in time He'd play me a song or two Then take another drink of wine. Chorus Yes sir On the day old Curtis died, nobody came to pray Ol' preacher said some words, and they chunked him in the clay But he lived a lifetime playin' the black man's blues And on the day he lost his life, that's all he had to lose Play me a song Curtis Loew, Hey Curtis Loew I wish that you was here so everyone would know People said he was useless, them people all are fools 'Cause Curtis you're the finest picker to ever play the blues |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Twenty (1997)
This is a story 'bout livin'
A tale of a long hard road Ain't a whole lot of misgivin's Of the things that I thought I sowed My daddy was a real hard worker He said son there will come a day Talk ain't always cheap And here's what daddy had to say With these hands I've made my livin' With these hands I've held a child With these hands I've climbed a mountain Sometimes we forget We ain't much different at all He likes grits, you like the apple There ain't nothin' wrong with that He says y'all, you say you'se It all depends on where you're at Well a little bit of music is a whole lot of fun And its always good for the soul From New York City out to California You know its only rock and roll With these hands we come together With these hands we can change the world With these hands I play my music Sometimes we forget We ain't much different at all Oh, not at all So what I'm trying to tell you Is that I'm only one son of the South Its gonna take more than you me and you To work this whole thing out With these hands I've made my livin' With these hands I've held a child With these hands I've climbed a mountain Sometimes we forget With these hands we come together With these hands we can change the world With these hands I play my music Sometimes we forget We ain't much different We ain't much different Ain't much different At all |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Twenty (1997)
Missy was a real fine looker
Always had an eye for the boys Man I always wanted to book that girl Play around with some of her toys I said, my my, oh can you look at them eyes I said oh no Lord here we go Don't you pretend you don't know Bring it on Yeah baby Rumor says she from the bayou Searchin' for her fortune and fame Man she's got a way about her She's drivin' all us poor boys insane I said, my my, oh can you look at them eyes I said oh no Lord here we go Don't you pretend you don't know Bring it on Give it to me baby I've been waiting for it all night long Bring it on I know you got it in you to shake my sheets To your rock n roll beat Bring it on, you can bring it on Just about the time I thought I had it made I felt a slap on my shoulder I turned around and had to stare up at him He said little man you best think this over I said my, my oh take a look in his eyes I said, oh no, Lord here we go The band's on a break lets give this bar a show Bring it on, give it to me mister We can fight about her all night long Bring it on, take your best shot Oh bring it, bring it on Oh no We can fight about her all night long Bring it on |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Twenty (1997)
Way down yonder you can hear the wind blow
Through the tall grass growing in the old bayou The old bayou There's a dark haired woman that looks so fine Wearing hand me down clothes, drinking homemade wine No one ever knew who her daddy was The people down here say it's all because She's the daughter of the devil, the sister of a snake The keeper of souls down on Vodoo Lake There's a city boy across the county line Came looking for the legend of the girl so fine Well the stories that he heard, well they had to be lies But he found out different when he looked inher eyes Well he tried to run away but she had control He's findin' out now what everybody knows He knew it was over when she started to shake Now there's one more soul down on Voodoo Lake There's an eerie silence at the break of dawn A chill in the air, something wrong When a shadow crosses the ground Those long lost souls never make a sound You'd think by now they'd realize She'll never break her bayou ties She's the daughter of the devil, the sister of a snake The keeper of souls down on Voodoo Lake Voodoo Lake, Voodoo Lake Daughter of the Devil, sister of a snake Voodoo Lake Down on Voodoo Lake, Down on Voodoo Lake You can see her down on Voodoo Lake |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Twenty (1997)
I've always lived my life like a gypsy
I can't imagine myself settlin' down So please don't ask me to give up this life I lead 'Cause I love to feel those wheels go 'round and 'round (chorus) I can see it inside It's my heart that sees, not my eyes And if you listen close I'll tell you why Home is where the heart is And my heart is at home with you There's a cold wind blowin' and you know it's almost midnight You never dreamed it would be this hard lovin' a music man But this iron horse on which I ride I'm closer it's true And it's just as hard for me as it is for you I can see it inside It's my heart that sees not my eyes And if you listen close I'll tell you why Home is where the heart is And my heart is at home with you In my life I'm always on the run Livin' one day at a time Hold on a little longer I don't know where I'm gonna end up Or where I'll go I can see it inside It's my heart that sees not my eyes And if you listen close I'll tell you why Home is where the heart is And my heart is at home ... I can see it inside It's my heart that sees not my eyes And if you listen close I'll tell you why Home is where the heart is And my heart is at home with you Home is where the heart is Oh ,my home is where my heart is Oh, my home is where my heart is |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Twenty (1997)
I was born a travelin' man, that's all I'll ever be
Moving around from town to town is what makes me so free My father was a trucker for the years of '23 On the day that I was born his blood was left to me I'm a travelin' man Travelin' Man -- that's what I am Travelin' Man Travelin' Man That's what I am Travelin' man -- that's what I am No woman puts a hold on me You'll see me once or maybe twice That's all you'll see of me All you pretty women Lord, I hope you understand Don't be a fool Lord no, and put your heart in a travellin' man I'm a travelin' man Travelin' Man Travelin' Man -- that's what I am Travelin' Man (Bridge) Travelin' Man -- that's what I am Guess I'll always be Travelin' Man -- that's what I am But at least I'm free Travelin' man Oh - that's what I am Travelin' man -- that's what I am, Lord I move so fast I have had so many women, none of them have last I am just a mover, moving fast as sound Always free, sometimes lonely. Always movin' around Travelin' Man Travelin' Man -- that's what I am Travelin' Man Oh - that's what I am |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Twenty (1997)
Alarm clock rings about a quarter after five
I've been up all night Raisin' hell with some friends of mine I take one good look in the mirror But only one things gettin' clearer The way I live, I'm lucky to be alive There I go lying to myself Said I wasn't gonna do it Next thing you know, here I go again Talked myself right into it Supposed to be to work an hour ago When I pass that boss stormin' down the road Now there's an angel on my shoulder thinnkin' she can win me over Devil's got my number don't you know There I go lying to myself Said I wasn't gonna do it Next thing you know, here I go again Talked myself right into it Maybe, maybe have I gone to far this time Maybe, maybe is my conscience workin' overtime Nah There's a knockout Georgia Peach givin' me the eye Well if the truth beknown I'm just a little shy Turns out she wasn't alone She had a six foot chaperone But that didn't slow me down Don't ask me why There I go lying to myself Said I wasn't gonna do it Next thing you know, here I go again Talked myself right into it I got no one to blame except myself I said I wasn't gonna do it Next thing you know here I go Talk myself right into it Talk myself, talk myself right into it Talk myself, talk myself, talk myself right into it Said I wasn't gonna do it Here I go again baby |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Twenty (1997)
In this world that we all live in
Its all takin' and there's no givin' Before its too late,somethings gotta change Go to work every day for the dollar Doesn't matter we're all blue collar At the end of the day Nothin' lost, nothin' gained But its about time we realized Its about time we opened our eyes Take one step back and look at yourself Do you like what you see Oh no Cause its never too late Doesn't matter who you are Its never too late Hold on to your dreams and they will take you far Cause its never too late No, no, no So many times I've seen you cryin' But I see you out there still tryin' Workin' hard just to get through another day As a freind I'm here to remind you We all have a place to belong to Who am I? See I'm just like you But its about time we realized Its about time we opened our eyes Take one step back and look at yourself Do you like what you see Oh no Cause its never too late Doesn't matter who you are Its never too late Hold on to your dreams and they will take you far Cause its never too late We all need a helpin' hand sometimes And I need one if you were mine So right here, right now You can count on me Just open your eyes and you will see That its never too late No,no,no Cause its never too late, it doesn't matter who you are Its never too late Hold on to your dreams and they will take you far Cause its never too late Cause its never too late, it doesn't matter who you are Its never too late You don't need a guitar son to be a star Cause its never too late No, no, no Its never too late No Cause its never too late Take a look around Cause its never too late |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Twenty (1997)
There's a story to tell about days of old
A man and his gun, a street fighter I'm told There's one in every town, tryin' to make himself a name If he's quicker on the draw, comes glory and fame They say he's always alone, he rides a horse with no name His only friend was the devil by his side but it caused him so much pain If his guns could talk, oh, the stories they would tell Of all the men who tried and lost, all the ones he sent to hell (chorus) They are outlaws, renegades, rebels on the run They pay the price every day they live like the wrong end of a gun Move around from town to town can't stay in any place to long Outlaws, renegades... rebels on the run Things haven't changed much these days Faces are younger, but still they keep playing the deadliest game Brothers and sisters, what are we fightin' for It's not for the fame or the glory anymore I hear the mothers cryin' Too many children dyin' How many tears have to fall to bring this to an end They are outlaws, renegades, rebels on the run They pay the price every day they live like the wrong end of a gun Move around from town to town can't stay in any place to long Outlaws, renegades... Oh They're all outlaws, renegades, rebels on the run They pay the price every day they live like the wrong end of a gun Move around from town to town can't stay in any place to long Outlaws, renegades... rebels on the run |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Twenty (1997)
Here I sit all by myself
Wonderin' how she could put our love on a shelf A crowd of people, they pass me by But all I can do is hang my head and cry (chorus) Blame it on a sad song in the night I don't want anyone but you to make it right Blame it on a sad song in the night Well, it's an old familiar feelin' Girl, it's got my heart reelin' Don't want to hear a sad song in the night Anymore I know when we first started out I was your only love and you had no doubt But songs of the heart don't last forever But don't you give up on love 'cause you never say never Blame it on a sad song in the night I don't want anyone but you to make it right Blame it on a sad song in the night Well, it's an old familiar feelin' Girl, it's got my heart reelin' Don't want to hear a sad song in the night Anymore 'Cause not a day goes by that I don't think about you Oh, moment to moment, I get lost in time And many years from now when I hear that song come on the radio All those feelings will come back to haunt me My heart will let me know Blame it on a sad song in the night I don't want anyone but you to make it right Blame it on a sad song in the night Well, it's an old familiar feelin' Girl, it's got my heart reelin' Don't want to hear a sad song anymore Blame it on a sad song You can blame it on a sad song, baby Blame it on, blame it on a sad song |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Twenty (1997)
I can still remember I was eight years old
The first time that I picked her up little did I know She's taken me to places that I've never been Did my first gig in a rock-n-roll band Berneice, sweet Berneice Get a real job let the guitar go There ain't no future in this rock-n-roll So go for your guitars, go for your guns Better think twice it's three against one Take your best shot it's a showdown now Berneice, sweet Berneice Oh, Berneice won't you play for me A guitar woman needs a guitar man One without the other, neither one of them can stand Remember where we came from we can do it all again So thanks to all you people, give youselves a hand Berneice, sweet Berneice Berneice, won't you play for me |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Twenty (1997)
You better listen my brother
'Cause if you do you can hear There are voices still callin' from across the years And they're cryin' across the ocean And they're cryin' across the land And they will until we all come to understand (chorus) That none of us are free None of us are free None of us are free if one of us is chained None of us are free Well there are people in the darkness And they just can't see the light And if we don't say it's wrong then that says it's right We got to feel for each other Let our brothers know we're here Got to get the message and send it out loud and clear That none of us are free None of us are free None of us are free if one of us is chained None of us are free Well it's the single truth We all need to see That none of are free if one of us is chained None of us are free Well I swear to you salvation isn't very hard to find None of us can find it on our own We got to join together. Spirit, heart and mind All the are suffering, knows they're not alone None of us are free None of us are free If you just look around you You're see what I say 'Cause the world's gettin' smaller each passin' day Now it's time to make some changes Now it's time all realized That the truth is shinin' right before our eyes 'Cause none of us are free None of us are free None of us are free if one of us is chained None of us are free Well it's the very heart of humanity 'Cause none of us are free if one of us is chained None of us are free None of us, none of us None of us, none of us None of us, none of us are free None of us, none of us None of us, none of us None of us, none of us are free None of us are free None of us are free None of us are free if one of us is chained None of us are free 'Cause it's the very truth We all need to see That none of us are free if one of us is chained None of us are free |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Twenty (1997)
Every time I think I got it all figured out
Then I draw a blank and my whole world crashes down So many people have got it worse than me But that could change tomorrow, ain't no guarantee (chorus) How soon we forget To count every blessing If you think you got it bad take a look around How soon we forget That life is one big lesson Still we make the same mistakes time and time again How soon we forget Got a freind of mine who says he's run all out of luck But he'll be fine, 'cause he just ain't drunk enough The world is empty when you're slammin' those shots down How can you be happy, son when the devil's hangin' 'round How soon we forget To count every blessing If you think you got it bad take a look around How soon we forget That life is one big lesson Still we make the same mistakes time and time again How soon we forget How soon we forget Just remember, thank God you're here today If you got the will you can find a way How soon we forget... oh, baby How soon we forget To count every blessing If you think you got it bad take a look around How soon we forget That life is one big lesson Still we make the same mistakes time and time again There's a message to this madness here my freind Will we ever learn before the story ends Soon we all forget How soon we forget Soon we forget.. ooh Take a look around and you will see Soon we all forget... oh So many people have got it worse than me Oh.. can't you see How soon we all forget |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - One More From The Road (1976)
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 * 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 *Repeat 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 *Repeat |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - One More From The Road (1976)
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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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - One More From The Road (1976)
I asked the wise man on one sunny day,
can you help me to find my way? You're so much older and wiser too, would you help me, mister wiseman, I'm feelin' blue. You're not doin' too bad, not bad at all. You're just tryin' to walk, son, before you can crawl. You've got stacks of money to the sky up above, now all you need is to find you a love. He sent me searchin', go to find my love. He sent me searchin', I said, Lord up above. He sent me searchin', he said, find the morning dove and she'll tell you where to find your love. Son, you can have anything in this God's world but you won't be happy, son, till you find a girl. Now you can be happy, boy, if you try find a woman, son, you'll be satified. He sent me searchin', go to find my love. He sent me searchin', I said, Lord up above. He sent me searchin', he said, find the morning dove and she'll tell you where to find your love. He sent me searchin', go to find my love. He sent me searchin', I said, Lord up above. He sent me searchin', he said, find the morning dove and she'll tell you where to find your love. Oh, oh Lord, he sent me searchin'. |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - One More From The Road (1976)
Train, roll on, on down the line.
Won't you, please, take me far away. Now I feel the wind blow outside my door. Means I'm, I'm leaving my woman at home. Tuesday's gone with the wind. Oh, my baby's gone with the wind. And I just don't know, oh, where I'm going. I just want to be left alone. Well, when this train ends I'll try again oh, but I'm leaving my woman at home. Tuesday's gone with the wind. Tuesday's gone with the wind. Tuesday's gone with the wind. My baby's gone with the wind. Train, roll on, Tuesday's gone. Train, roll on many miles from my home. See I'm, I'm riding my blues away, yeh. Tuesday, you see, she had to be free. Lord, but somehow I've got to carry on. Tuesday's gone with the wind. Tuesday's gone with the wind. Tuesday's gone with the wind. My baby's gone with the wind. Train, roll on 'cause my baby's gone.. I'm riding my blues away, baby turn around my blues ride on, train, ride on, train ridin' my blues, babe come back to me, babe come back to me oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh train.. |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - One More From The Road (1976)
Two feets they come a creepin
like a black cat do and two bodies are layin' naked. Creeper think he got nothin' to lose. So he creeps into this house, yeah and unlocks the door and as a man's reaching for his trousers shoots him full of thirty-eight holes. It's the Saturday night special got a barrel that's blue and cold ain't good for nothin but put a man six feet in a hole Big Jim's been drinkin' whiskey and playin' poker on a losin' night and pretty soon ol' Jim starts a thinkin somebody been cheatin' and lyin'. So big Jim commence to fightin', I wouldn't tell you no lie. Big Jim done pulled his pistol, shot his friend right between the eyes. It's the Saturday night special got a barrel that's blue and cold ain't good for nothin but put a man six feet in a hole Hand guns are made for killin', they ain't no good for nothin' else. And if you like to drink your whiskey you might even shoot yourself. So why don't we dump 'em people to the bottom of the sea before some ol' fool come around here, wanna shoot either you or me. It's the Saturday night special you got a barrel that's blue and cold you ain't good for nothin but put a man six feet in a hole It's the saturday night special and I'd like to tell you what you could do with it and that's the end of the song |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - One More From The Road (1976)
I'm headed down a highway got a suitcase by my side
Blue skies hangin' over my head I got 500 miles to ride I'm goin' down to Memphis town to play a latenight show I hope the people are ready there 'cause the boys are all ready to go Well, I'm a whiskey rock-a-roller That's what I am Women, whiskey and miles of travellin' Is all I understand I was born a travellin' man and my feets do burn the ground I don't care for fancy music if your shoes can't shuffle around I got a 100 women or more and there's no place I call home The only time I'm satisfied is when I'm on the road Sometimes I wonder where will we go Lord don't take my whiskey, rock and roll Take me down to Memphis town, busdriver get me there I got me a queenie she got longbrown curly hair She likes to drink Old Grandad and her shoes do shuffle around And everytime I see that gal Lord she wants to take me down Sometimes I wonder where will we go Lord don't take my whiskey, rock and roll |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - One More From The Road (1976)
Big wheels keep on turning
Carry me home to see my kin Singing songs about the Southland I miss Alabamy once again And I think its a sin, yes Well I heard mister Young sing about her Well, I heard ole Neil put her down Well, I hope Neil Young will remember A Southern man don't need him around anyhow Sweet home Alabama Where the skies are so blue Sweet Home Alabama Lord, I'm coming home to you In Birmingham they love the governor Now we all did what we could do Now Watergate does not bother me Does your conscience bother you? Tell the truth Sweet home Alabama Where the skies are so blue Sweet Home Alabama Lord, I'm coming home to you Here I come Alabama Now Muscle Shoals has got the Swampers And they've been known to pick a song or two Lord they get me off so much They pick me up when I'm feeling blue Now how about you? Sweet home Alabama Where the skies are so blue Sweet Home Alabama Lord, I'm coming home to you Sweet home Alabama Oh sweet home baby Where the skies are so blue And the governor's true Sweet Home Alabama Lordy Lord, I'm coming home to you Yea, yea Montgomery's got the answer |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - One More From The Road (1976)
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 "Excuse me" 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. I said, "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'd let me Ask one favor from you." *"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. *Repeat |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - One More From The Road (1976)
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. 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. 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. Now well, I dig you Georgia peaches, makes me feel right at home. But I don't love me no one woman so I cant 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. |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - One More From The Road (1976)
I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knee.
Down to the crossroads, fell down on my knee. Asked the Lord above for mercy, "Take me if you please." I went down to the crossroads, tried to flag a ride. Down to the crossroads, tried to flag a ride. Nobody seemed to know me, everybody passed me by. When I'm goin' down to Rosedale take my rider by my side. Goin' down to Rosedale take my rider by my side. We can still barrelhouse, baby, on the riverside. You can run, you can run, tell my friend, boy, Willie Brown. Run, you can run, tell my friend, boy, Willie Brown. And I'm standin' at the crossroads, believe I'm sinkin' down. |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - One More From The Road (1976)
If I leave here tomorrow
Would you still remember me? For I must be travelling on, now, 'Cause there's too many places I've got to see. But, if I stayed here with you, girl, Things just couldn't be the same. 'Cause I'm as free as a bird now, And this bird you can not change. Lord knows, I can't change. Bye, bye, its been a sweet love. Though this feeling I can't change. But please don't take it badly, 'Cause Lord knows I'm to blame. But, if I stayed here with you girl, Things just couldn't be the same. Cause I'm as free as a bird now, And this bird you'll never change. And this bird you can not change. Lord knows, I can't change. Lord help me, I can't change. |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Pronounced Leh-Nerd Skin-Nerd (1973)
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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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Pronounced Leh-Nerd Skin-Nerd (1973)
Train, roll on, on down the line. Won't you, please, take me far away. Now I feel the wind blow outside my door. Means I'm, I'm leaving my woman at home. Tuesday's gone with the wind. Oh, my baby's gone with the wind. And I don't know, oh, where I'm going. I just want to be left alone. When this train ends I'll try again Oh, I'm leaving my woman at home. Tuesday's gone with the wind. Tuesday's gone with the wind. Tuesday's gone with the wind. My baby's gone with the wind. Train, roll on, Tuesday's gone. Train, roll on many miles from my home. See I'm, I'm riding my blues away, yeh. Tuesday, you see, she had to be free. Lord, but somehow I've got to carry on. Tuesday's gone with the wind. Tuesday's gone with the wind. Tuesday's gone with the wind. My baby's gone with the wind. Train, roll on, Tuesday's gone. Train, roll on 'cause my baby's gone.. I'm riding my blues away, baby Ride on train, ride my blues away...... Turn around my blues Ride on, train, ride on, train Riding my blues, babe Come back to me, babe Come back to me Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh train.. |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Pronounced Leh-Nerd Skin-Nerd (1973)
I was cuttin the rug down at a place called 'The Jug' with a girl named Linda Lou When in walked a man with a gun in his hand he was looking for you know who He said "Hey there fellow with the hair coloured yellow, watcha tryin' to proove? Cuz' this is my woman there and I'm a man who cares and this might be all for you" (I said "excuse me!") I was scared and fearing for my life I was shaking like a leaf on a tree Cuz' he was lean and mean and big and bad, Lord, pointing that gun at me Oh! 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 favour from you Say won't you Gimme 3 steps, gimme 3 steps mister, gimme 3 steps toward the door? Gimme 3 steps, gimme 3 steps mister and you'll never see me no more." (Guitar solo) Oh well the crowd cleared away and I began to pray and the water fell down to the floor and I'm telling you, son, it ain't no fun, staring straight down a fourty-four. Well, he turned and screamed at Linda Lou, and that's the break I was looking for and you could hear me screaming a mile away as I was headed out toward the door. Oh won't you Gimme 3 steps, gimme 3 steps mister, gimme 3 steps toward the door? Gimme 3 steps, gimme 3 steps mister and you'll never see me no more." |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Pronounced Leh-Nerd Skin-Nerd (1973)
Mama told me when I was young: "Come sit beside me, my only son, and listen closely to what I say and if you do this it will help you some sunny day." "Oh, take your time, don't live too fast. Troubles will come and they will pass. Go find a woman and you'll find love and don't forget, son, there is someone up above." 후렴 "And be a simple kind of man, oh, be something you love and understand. Baby, be a simple kind of man. Oh, won't you do this for me, son, if you can." "Forget your lust for the rich man's gold, all that you need is in your soul. And you can do this if you try. All that I want for you, my son, is to be satisfied." 후렴 반복 간주 "Boy, don't you worry, you'll find yourself. Follow your heart and nothing else. And you can do this, oh baby, if you try. All that I want for you, my son, is to be satisfied.' 후렴 반복 |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Pronounced Leh-Nerd Skin-Nerd (1973)
Have you ever lived down in the ghetto? Have you ever felt the cold wind blow? If you don't know what I mean, Won't you stand up and scream? 'Cause there's things goin' on that you don't know. Too many lives they've spent across the ocean. Too much money been spent upon the moon. Well, until they make it right I hope they never sleep at night They better make some changes And do it soon. They're goin ruin the air we breathe Lord have mercy. They're gonna ruin us all, by and by. I'm telling you all beware I don't think they really care I think they just sit up there And just get high. |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Pronounced Leh-Nerd Skin-Nerd (1973)
I've got my pistols in my pockets boys, I'm Alabama bound. I've got my pistols in my pockets boys, I'm I'm Alabama bound. Well, I'm not looking for no trouble But nobody dogs me 'round. Now well, I'm going to fetch my woman, people Tri-cities here I come. Oh, well, I'm going to fetch my woman, people Tri-cities here I come 'Cause she was raised up on that cornbread And I know she's gonna give me some. Gimme some, babe... Oh when the kid hits Alabama, people Don't you try to dog him 'round. Ah, when the kid hits Alabama, people Don't you try to dog him 'round. 'Cause if you people cause me trouble, Lord, I've got to put you in the ground. Well, I was born in Mississippi Babe, don't take any stuff from you Ohah, I was born in Mississippi And I don't take any stuff from you And if I hit you on your head Boy, its got to make it black and blue. Now, when I go to Alabama With my pistols out about by my side ´Cause, I ride to Alabama With my pistols out about by my side 'Cause down in Alabama You can run, but you sure can't hide |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Pronounced Leh-Nerd Skin-Nerd (1973)
Daddy was a Cajun, raised on Southern land And so my kinfolks tell me, was a street-fightin' man. Well, they rushed him down to see the doctor "Hey doctor, won't you check his head?" The only thing that was wrong with him Was Johnny Walker's Red He drank ole poison whiskey 'Til it killed him dead. It happened back in the bayou many years ago Satan came to take him and he did it real slow Well, they rushed him back to see the doctor The doctor just shook his head, "Twenty years of rotgut whiskey Done killed the poor man dead." He drank ole poison whiskey 'Til it killed him dead. Take a tip from me, people... brothers can't you see Ain't no future in ole poison whiskey. They're gonna rush you down to see the doctor, The doctor's gonna shake his head. The only thing he's gonna tell ya "Stop drinkin' Johnny Walker's Red Don't drink poison whiskey, don't you drink it boy. |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Pronounced Leh-Nerd Skin-Nerd (1973)
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 후렴 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 간주 Bye bye it's been sweet love, yeah though this feeling I can't change Please don't take it so badly Lord knows I must play 후렴 반복 |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Second Helping (1974)
Turn it up
Big wheels keep on turnin' Carry me home to see my kin Singin' songs about the southland I miss ol' Bamee once again And I think it's a sin, yes Well, I heard Mister Young sing about her Well, I heard ol' Neil put her down Well, I hope Neil Young will remember A southern man don't need him around anyhow Sweet home Alabama Where the skies are so blue Sweet home Alabama Lord, I'm comin' home to you In Birmingham, they love the governor (Boo, boo, boo) Now we all did what we could do Now Watergate does not bother me Does your conscience bother you? Tell the truth Sweet home Alabama Where the skies are so blue Sweet home Alabama Lord, I'm comin' home to you Here I come, Alabama Now Muscle Shoals has got the Swampers And they've been known to pick a song or two (Yes, they do) Lord, they get me off so much They pick me up when I'm feelin' blue Now how 'bout you? Sweet home Alabama Where the skies are so blue Sweet home Alabama Lord, I'm comin' home to you Sweet home Alabama (Oh, sweet home) Where the skies are so blue (And the governor's true) Sweet home Alabama (Lordy) Lord, I'm comin' home to you Yeah, yeah My, Montgomery's got the answer |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Second Helping (1974)
Ain't no need to worry
Ain't no use to cry 'Cause I'll be comin' home soon To keep you satisfied You know I get so lonely That I feel I can't go on And it feels so good inside, baby Just to call you on the telephone I said... Oh baby, I love you What more can I say Oh baby, I need you I miss you more everyday I woke up early this morning And sun came shining down And it found me wishin' and hopin' Mama, you could be around Well ,you know that I need you More than the air that I breathe And I guess I'm just trying to tell you woman Oh, what you mean to me I try to tell you I love you In each and every way I'm trying to tell you I need you Much more than a piece of leg Oh baby, I love you What more can I say Oh baby I need your sweet lovin I miss you more every day |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Second Helping (1974)
Well, every time that I come home nobody want's to leave me be, it seems that all the friends I've got just got to come interrogate me. Well, I appreciate your feelings and I don't want to pass you by but I don' t ask you 'bout your business, don't ask me about mine. Well, it's true I love the money and I love my brand new car, I like drinkin' the best of whiskey and playin' in a honky tonk bar. But when I come off the road, well, I just gotta have my time 'cause I gotta find a break in this action, else I'm gonna lose my mind. So don't ask me no questions and I won't tell you no lies. So don't ask me 'bout my business and I won't tell you goodbye. Well, what's you favorite color and do you dig the Brothers drivin' me up the wall and every time I think I can sleep some fool has got to call. Well, don't you think that when I come home I just want a little peace of mind? If you want to talk about the business, buddy, you're just wasting time. So don't ask me no questions and I won't tell you no lies. So don't ask me 'bout my business and I won't tell you goodbye. So don't ask no stupid questions and I won't send you away. If you want to talk fishin', well, I guess that'll be OK. |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Second Helping (1974)
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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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Second Helping (1974)
Well I used to wake the morning before the rooster crowed
Searching for soda bottles to get myself some dough Brought 'em down to the corner, down to the country store Cash 'em in and give my money to a man named Curtis Loew Old Curt was a black man with white curly hair When he had a fifth of wine he did not have a care He used to own an old dobro, used to play it across his knee I'd give old Curt my money, he'd play all day for me (Chorus) Play me a song Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew I got your drinking money, tune up your dobro People said he was useless, them people are the fools 'Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues He looked to be sixty, and maybe I was ten Mama used to whip me but I'd go see him again I'd clap my hands, stomp my feets, try to stay in time He'd play me a song or two Then take another drink of wine. Chorus Yes sir On the day old Curtis died, nobody came to pray Ol' preacher said some words, and they chunked him in the clay But he lived a lifetime playin' the black man's blues And on the day he lost his life, that's all he had to lose Play me a song Curtis Loew, Hey Curtis Loew I wish that you was here so everyone would know People said he was useless, them people all are fools 'Cause Curtis you're the finest picker to ever play the blues |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Second Helping (1974)
Going down to the swamp
Gonna watch me a hound dog catch a 'coon Well, I'm going down to the swamp Gonna watch me a hound dog catch a 'coon You know the hounddog make-a music On a summer night under a full moon Lord, fetch my cane pole mama Gonna catch a bream or maybe two Lord, fetch my cane pole mama Gonna catch a bream or maybe two And when the hound dog start barkin' Sounds like ol' Son House singin' the blues (chorus) Hound dog sing that Swamp, swamp, swamp, swamp music Swamp, swamp, swamp, swamp music When the hound dog starts singin' I ain't got them big ol' city blues Well, hey pretty mama Lord, just take that city hike Said go ahead pretty mama Lord, just take your city hike Well, I'd rather live with the hound dogs For the rest of my natural born life (chorus) Singing that Swamp, swamp, swamp, swamp music Swamp, swamp, swamp, swamp music Well, I'd rather live with the hounddogs For the rest of my natural born life Well, I'd wanna live with the hound dogs For the rest of my natural born life |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Second Helping (1974)
Thirty days, lord and thirty nights I'm comin' home on an airplane flight Mama waitin' at the ticket line Tell me son why do you stand there cryin' It was the needle and the spoon And a trip to the moon Took me away, took me away I've been feelin' so sick and tired Got to get better, lord before I die Seven doctors couldn't help my head, they said You better quit, son before your dead Quit the needle. Quit the spoon Quit the trip to the moon We gonna take you away. Lord, we gonna take you away [Spoken:] It was the needle and the spoon I've seen a lot of people who thought they were cool But then again, lord I've seen a lot of fools Well, I hope you people, lord can hear what I say You'll have your chance to hit it some day Don't mess with the needle or a spoon Or any trip to the moon It'll take you away Lord, their gonna bury you boy Don't mess with the needle Now I know, I know, I know... |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Second Helping (1974)
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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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Second Helping (1974)
Well, every time that I come home nobody want's to leave me be, it seems that all the friends I've got just got to come interrogate me. Well, I appreciate your feelings and I don't want to pass you by but I don' t ask you 'bout your business, don't ask me about mine. Well, it's true I love the money and I love my brand new car, I like drinkin' the best of whiskey and playin' in a honky tonk bar. But when I come off the road, well, I just gotta have my time 'cause I gotta find a break in this action, else I'm gonna lose my mind. So don't ask me no questions and I won't tell you no lies. So don't ask me 'bout my business and I won't tell you goodbye. Well, what's you favorite color and do you dig the Brothers drivin' me up the wall and every time I think I can sleep some fool has got to call. Well, don't you think that when I come home I just want a little peace of mind? If you want to talk about the business, buddy, you're just wasting time. So don't ask me no questions and I won't tell you no lies. So don't ask me 'bout my business and I won't tell you goodbye. So don't ask no stupid questions and I won't send you away. If you want to talk fishin', well, I guess that'll be OK. |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Second Helping (1974)
Like a restless leaf in the autumn breeze
Once I was a tumblin' weed Like a rollin' stone, cold and all alone Living for the day my train would come I never cared for school or any golden rules Papa used to always say I was a useless fool So I left my home to show them thay was wrong And headed out on the road singing my song Then one sunny day. The man, he looked my way And everything that I dreamed of, it was real Money, girls and cars; and big long cigars And I caught the first plane home so papa would see When I went home to show 'em they was wrong All that I found was two tombstones Somebody tell me please was I right or wrong Oh, such a sad song First I got lost, then I got found But the ones that I love are in the ground Papa I only wish you could see me now Take a listen papa Whoo, I learnt how to play my guitar Gonna be a superstar First I got lost, then I got found The ones I love are in the ground Won't you tell me please was I right or wrong If there's any way you can hear what I say Papa, I never meant to do you wrong All the money, girls and cars. And all the words and all the cigars Papa, I just want you to know they couldn't take your place When I went home to show 'em they was wrong All that I found was two tombstones Somebody tell me please was I right or wrong Oh, such a sad song First I got lost, then I got found But the ones that I love are in the ground Somebody tell me please was I right or wrong |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Second Helping (1974)
My poor broke mama told me When I was twelve years old You eat and talk much too fast There's one thing you should know Take your time my sweet baby Take your time my blue eyed son Well you may never have his money But you won't miss no rich man's fun I can never give you money honey I can never buy you clothes But the way them women been lookin' at you Someday you should have both If you take your time my sweet baby Take your time and love them slow And if you play your cards right You won't never wait no more Well the ladies like their diamonds They like their brand new clothes But I was blessed with plenty of other things they love the most I take my time with the ladies I take my time and I love 'em slow And since I turned thirteen Lord, I ain't never wait no more I can never give you money honey I can never buy you clothes But the way them schoolgirls look at you Someday you should have both If you take your time my sweet baby Take your time and be my son Well you might never have his money But you won't miss his fun |
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from Ash Wednesday (애쉬 웬즈데이) by David Shire [ost] (2003)
Train, roll on, on down the line.
Won't you, please, take me far away. Now I feel the wind blow outside my door. Means I'm, I'm leaving my woman at home. Tuesday's gone with the wind. Oh, my baby's gone with the wind. And I don't know, oh, where I'm going. I just want to be left alone. When this train ends I'll try again Oh, I'm leaving my woman at home. Tuesday's gone with the wind. Tuesday's gone with the wind. Tuesday's gone with the wind. My baby's gone with the wind. Train, roll on, Tuesday's gone. Train, roll on many miles from my home. See I'm, I'm riding my blues away, yeh. Tuesday, you see, she had to be free. Lord, but somehow I've got to carry on. Tuesday's gone with the wind. Tuesday's gone with the wind. Tuesday's gone with the wind. My baby's gone with the wind. Train, roll on, Tuesday's gone. Train, roll on 'cause my baby's gone.. I'm riding my blues away, baby Ride on train, ride my blues away...... Turn around my blues Ride on, train, ride on, train Riding my blues, babe Come back to me, babe Come back to me Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh train.. |
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from To Die For (투 다이 포) by Danny Elfman [ost] (1995)
Big wheels keep on turning,
Carry me home to see my kin Singing songs about the southland. I miss ole bamy once again and I think it's a sin. Well, I heard Mister Young sing about her. Well, I heard ole Neil put her down. Well, I hope Neil Young will remember A southern man don't need him around anyhow. * Sweet home Alabama where the skies are so blue. Sweet home Alabama, Lord, I'm coming home to you. In Birmingham they love the Gov'nor. Now we all did what we could do. Now Watergate does not bother me. Does your conscience bother you, tell the truth. Repeat * (Solo) Now Muscle Shoals has got the Swampers And they ve been known to pick a song or two. Lord, they get me off so much, They pick me up when I'm feeling blue, now how about you. Repeat *(twice) |
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from Blow (블로우) by Graeme Revell [ost] (2001)
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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from Sahara (사하라) by Clint Mansell [ost] (2005)
Big wheels keep on turning,
Carry me home to see my kin Singing songs about the southland. I miss ole bamy once again and I think it's a sin. Well, I heard Mister Young sing about her. Well, I heard ole Neil put her down. Well, I hope Neil Young will remember A southern man don't need him around anyhow. * Sweet home Alabama where the skies are so blue. Sweet home Alabama, Lord, I'm coming home to you. In Birmingham they love the Gov'nor. Now we all did what we could do. Now Watergate does not bother me. Does your conscience bother you, tell the truth. Repeat * (Solo) Now Muscle Shoals has got the Swampers And they ve been known to pick a song or two. Lord, they get me off so much, They pick me up when I'm feeling blue, now how about you. Repeat *(twice) |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Skynyrds First / The Complete Muscle Shoals Album (1999)
If I leave here tomorrow Would you still remember me For I must be traveling on now There's too many places I've got to see If I stay here with you girl Things just couldn't be the same 'Cause I'm as free as a bird now And this bird you cannot change Oh, and the bird you cannot change And this bird you cannot change Lord knows I can't change Bye-bye babe, it's been sweet, love 'Though this feeling I can't change But please don't take this so badly 'Cause Lord knows I'm to blame But if I stay here with you girl Things just couldn't be the same 'Cause I'm as free as a bird now And this bird you cannot change Oh, and the bird you cannot change And this bird you cannot change Lord knows I can't change Lord help me I can't change |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Skynyrds First / The Complete Muscle Shoals Album (1999)
How can you stand there smiling
After all you've done You know it seems to make you happy When you've hurt someone Twice before you fooled me With your deceiving and lying Come in and close the door One more time, one more time Yeah. you've been gone so long No one knows where And you said that you still love me Then show me you care Because you've got what it takes, sweet mama To make a man feel fine So I'll take the word of a liar One more time, one more time Girl, you've got me hungry Losing my mind I know I'm playing with fire Getting burned every time Yes, I'm a fool for you, baby I can't deny But I've got to have your sweet love One more time, one more time Girl, you've got me hungry Losing my mind I know I'm playing with fire Getting burned every time Yes, I'm a fool for you, mama I can't deny Well, I've got to have your sweet love One more time, one more time Yes, I'm her fool once more I can read her brown eyes When the rooster crows tomorrow Well, it's her time to cry I'm heading down that old road She lost her free ride So tonight, I'll take what I paid for One more time, one more time, one more time! |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Skynyrds First / The Complete Muscle Shoals Album (1999)
I was cuttin the rug down at a place called 'The Jug' with a girl named Linda Lou
When in walked a man with a gun in his hand he was looking for you know who He said "Hey there fellow with the hair coloured yellow, watcha tryin' to proove? Cuz' this is my woman there and I'm a man who cares and this might be all for you" (I said "excuse me!") I was scared and fearing for my life I was shaking like a leaf on a tree Cuz' he was lean and mean and big and bad, Lord, pointing that gun at me Oh! 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 favour from you Say won't you Gimme 3 steps, gimme 3 steps mister, gimme 3 steps toward the door? Gimme 3 steps, gimme 3 steps mister and you'll never see me no more." (Guitar solo) Oh well the crowd cleared away and I began to pray and the water fell down to the floor and I'm telling you, son, it ain't no fun, staring straight down a fourty-four. Well, he turned and screamed at Linda Lou, and that's the break I was looking for and you could hear me screaming a mile away as I was headed out toward the door. Oh won't you Gimme 3 steps, gimme 3 steps mister, gimme 3 steps toward the door? Gimme 3 steps, gimme 3 steps mister and you'll never see me no more." |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Skynyrds First / The Complete Muscle Shoals Album (1999)
Like a restless leaf in the autumn breeze
Once I was a tumblin' weed Like a rollin' stone, cold and all alone Living for the day my train would come I never cared for school or any golden rules Papa used to always say I was a useless fool So I left my home to show them thay was wrong And headed out on the road singing my song Then one sunny day. The man, he looked my way And everything that I dreamed of, it was real Money, girls and cars; and big long cigars And I caught the first plane home so papa would see When I went home to show 'em they was wrong All that I found was two tombstones Somebody tell me please was I right or wrong Oh, such a sad song First I got lost, then I got found But the ones that I love are in the ground Papa I only wish you could see me now Take a listen papa Whoo, I learnt how to play my guitar Gonna be a superstar First I got lost, then I got found The ones I love are in the ground Won't you tell me please was I right or wrong If there's any way you can hear what I say Papa, I never meant to do you wrong All the money, girls and cars. And all the words and all the cigars Papa, I just want you to know they couldn't take your place When I went home to show 'em they was wrong All that I found was two tombstones Somebody tell me please was I right or wrong Oh, such a sad song First I got lost, then I got found But the ones that I love are in the ground Somebody tell me please was I right or wrong |
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(Rickey Medlocke - Ronnie VanZant)
Well, just keep on runnin' mama, 'till you can't run no more You no your sister told your mama 'bout the boy next door Well, I see your sugar daddy comin' around the corner I wonder if he knows your the preacher's daughter, oh no Well, I seen you through your window, baby, many times before Yeah there's a hundred different lovers knockin' on your back door Well, I see your sugar daddy comin' around the corner I wonder if he knows your the preacher's daughter, oh no Well, keep on runnin' mama, 'till you can't get no ? You're just a no good woman lord, I ain't lyin' Well, I see your sugar daddy comin' around the corner I wonder if he knows your the preacher's daughter, oh no And I'm takin' about the preacher's daughter Doin' what she hadn't oughta Gettin' on down With every stud in town |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Skynyrds First / The Complete Muscle Shoals Album (1999)
(Rickey Medlocke)
White Dove sittin' on a blackberry bush Is there any questioning why Tell me what heaven you're bound for today Feel just like I could cry Feel just like I could cry Little squirrel sitting on a flat slanted rock Wodering where the winter meal is coming from I'm tired of fighting for it, gonna lay down my gun Just know that my work is done Just know that my work is done Little boy blue now come blow your horn No more of the sheep is around I said I'm tired of fighting, gonna lay down my gun Just know that my work is done Just know that my work is done Just know that my work is done Just know that my work is done |
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Well Billy Joe told me, said everything's lookin' fine
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(Ronnie Van Zant - Rickey Medlocke - Allen Collins)
Wino on the street. Drinkin' a bottle of booze Ain't got nothing to say, yeah. And he don't got much to lose Times are on his face. Blisters on his brain Wonders who's at fault. Knows that he's to blame Thinks back on his childhood and wonders the reasons why Why some men have made it rich. Why some men have cried Reached out his hand, lord. For a nickel or a dime Livin' every day, yeah, for one more taste of wine Wino, soon you've got to choose How long must you take abuse Wino, you wasn't born to lose Sweet wine is making you a fool Wino on the street. Drinkin' a bottle of booze Ain't got nothing to say, yeah. And he don't got much to lose I want to help him out with his troubles and woes I guess he's a happy young man. God in heaven only knows Wino, soon you've got to choose How long must you take abuse Wino, you wasn't born to lose Sweet wine is making you a fool Yonder come a man, now this I know Now you better find some place to go Yonder come a man to take you downtown He don't want you hanging around |
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MAMA TOLD ME WHEN I WAS YOUNG "COME SIT BESIDE ME, MY ONLY SON AND LISTEN CLOSELY TO WHAT I SAY AND IF YOU DO THIS, IT WILL HELP YOU SOME SUNNY DAY TAKE YOUR TIME... DON'T LIVE TOO FAST TROUBLES WILL COME AND THEY WILL PASS GO FIND A WOMAN AND YOU'LL FIND LOVE AND DON'T FORGET, SON THERE IS SOMEONE UP ABOVE." "AND BE A SIMPLE KIND OF MAN BE SOMETHING YOU LOVE AND UNDERSTAND BABY, BE A SIMPLE KIN OF MAN WON'T YOU DO THIS FOR ME, SON IF YOU CAN?" "FORGET YOUR LUST FOR THE RICH MAN'S GOLD ALL THAT YOU NEED IS IN YOUR SOUL AND YOU CAN DO THIS IF YOU TRY AND THAT I WANT FOR YOU MY SON IS TO BE SATISFIED" "BOY, DON'T YOU WORRY...YOU'LL FIND YOURSELF FOLLOW YOUR HEART AND NOTHING ELSE AND YOU CAN DO THIS IF YOU TRY ALL THAT I WANT FOR YOU, MY SON IS TO BE SATISFIED." |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Skynyrds First / The Complete Muscle Shoals Album (1999)
I'd like to tell y'all a story About a friend of mine Who liked to drink good whiskey, oh Lord And have a real good time His woman, you know she left him And stole that boy's brand new car And ran out of town with a guitar picker Said he gonna be a superstar Sure you are (Chorus) You can't alway trust your woman You can't always trust your best friend Beware of the ones that you need y'all 'Cause those might be the ones that do you in Don't talk no stuff to no slicker Don't tell your feelings to your friend Don't tell your woman that you love her, because That's when your trouble begins There are many ladies here among us That'll stab you in the back when you ain't around There are many, so many of your very best friends That'll kick you in the head when you are down Yes they will (Chorus) Don't you backtalk the police 'Cause its his job to put you in the jail They'll lock you up, boy and throw away the key And your best friend won't even go your bail There are many slickers here among us That are all dressed up in suits and ties But don't you show your pain, Lord in front of them 'Cause if you do you kiss yourself goodbye, alright (Chorus) |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Skynyrds First / The Complete Muscle Shoals Album (1999)
It's been so long since I've been gone
Another day might be too long for me Traveling around I've had my fill Of broken dreams and dirty deals A concrete jungle surrounding me Many nights I've slept out in the streets I paid my dues and I changed my style Seen hard times. All over now I want to come home. It's been so long since I've been away And please, don't blame me 'cause I've tried I'll be coming home soon to your love to stay I miss old friends that I once had Times ain't changed and I'll be glad when I go home I don't know why the thought came to me But why I'm here I really can't see. And now... I want to come home. It's been so long since I've been away And please, don't blame me 'cause I've tried I'll be coming home soon to your love to stay Coming home to stay Coming home to your love, mama I've seen better days I miss old friends that I once had Times ain't changed and I'll be glad when I go home I don't know why the thought came to me But why I'm here I really can't see. And now... I want to come home. It's been so long since I've been away And please, don't blame me 'cause I've tried I'll be coming home soon to your love to stay Coming home to stay Coming home to your love, mama I've seen better days |
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(Rickey Medlocke)
When the season is turning And my day has gone by And to see my reflection See it in your eyes Know the day that's come now has gone by And if you look now quite closely You feel the sun start to shine And you know the day is longing Longing just for you The season that's come now is as fresh as you And if you look now quite closely You feel the sun start to shine And you know the day is longing Longing just for you The season that's come now is as fresh as you |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Skynyrds First / The Complete Muscle Shoals Album (1999)
(Allen Collins - Ronnie Van Zant - Gary Rossington)
Oh. Now when you think the time's are bad Take a look around 'Cause babies are dying from disease Sleeping out on the ground If you've ever seen the tortured eyes From a foreign land. Ooooh No When you see somebody who's down and out Lend a helpin' hand You better, lend a helpin' hand. If you can Lend a helpin' hand Do it if you can Oh. Every time you feed your face Do you bow your head Hunger kills each and every day Won't you share your bread If you've ever felt the pain inside I know you'd understand When you see somebody who's down and out Lend a helpin' hand You better, lend a helpin' hand. If you can Lend a helpin' hand Do it if you can Oh. Every time you feed that face Do you look around For somebody right in your own neighborhood Sleepin out on the ground If you've ever felt the pain inside I know you'd understand When you see somebody who's down and out Lend a helpin' hand Why don't you, lend a helpin' hand. If you can Lend a helpin' hand Won't you please lend a helpin' hand |
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Have you ever lived down in the ghetto? Have you ever felt the cold wind blow? If you don't know what I mean, Won't you stand up and scream? 'Cause there's things goin' on that you don't know. Too many lives they've spent across the ocean. Too much money been spent upon the moon. Well, until they make it right I hope they never sleep at night They better make some changes And do it soon. They're goin ruin the air we breathe Lord have mercy. They're gonna ruin us all, by and by. I'm telling you all beware I don't think they really care I think they just sit up there And just get high. |
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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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(Steve Gaines)
Somewhere the sun is shining On some unhappy day Somewhere there's people laughing They think they've found the way But its not me Its not me, no no now Its not me, Its not me, Its not me, Its not me I'm not the one Well sure I used to cry, but I used to laugh to I had ups as well as downs you see But I been down now for so long I've forgotten all my dreams. Yea it must be me It must be me, you know now Its not me, Its not me, Its not me, Its not me I'm not the one in the sun Since I became I've wondered what I've become Lord I know it can't be much longer 'til I find my place in sun Sometimes I wonder will I figure something out Will I find a reason good enough to live Lord if it don't dawn on me pretty soon I think something's gonna give Yea it might be me Yea it just might be me, yea Its not me, no it can't be 'Cause I'm not the one in the sun No I'm not the one Yea I'm not the one But I'm not the one Sorry to say I'm not the one |
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Every woman's out there lookin' for a rich man And every man's out there looking for a perfect ten Can't always get what you want sometimes So your better off just takin' what you can Money won't make you happy baby And a perfect woman son's gonna make you sad If you think that's where it's at, then I'm telling you, your wrong Cause you can have it all one day and then it's gone You can search all of your life, and still not find What you want, ain't what you've got Good lovin' so hard to find Could this be the right place, at the right time Good lovin', feels so fine I just can't get enough Cause good lovin's hard to find,so hard to find We all need good lovin' Ain't talkin' about no one night stand Some have the touch, and others just a hand But when you find the right one then you'll understand Can't always get what you want sometimes So you're better off just takin' what you can You can search all of your life, and still not find What you want ain't what you've got Good lovin' so hard to find Could this be the right place at the right time Good lovin' feels so fine I just can't get enough, I just can't get enough Some of that good good love Some of that good good love Some of that good, good love Good lovin' So hard to find Good lovin' Make you loose your mind Good lovin' Good good love Good lovin' Some of that lovin' baby |
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I met the man, when I was fifteen Seen him in all the papers, on T.V. and magazines So I had to ask him, what's the difference between Those who make a wish, those who spin wheels And those who ride in white limosines like you,mister Won't you tell me one thing Some have the passion and they control the ride Some settle for whatever happens As years pass they see their lives just slip on by The world keeps a' turnin' It'll leave you behind Nothin' else matters, nothin's worth learnin' Until the dream you have inside (chorus) It's the one thing, the one thing there's no denyin' So find yourself a dream and some piece of mind 'Cause money and power won't buy it It's the one thing, nothin' else matters And somewhere you might have heard the good times are through And good luck is somethin' you're born with I know it just ain't true The world keeps a' turnin' I wouldn't tell you no lie Nothin' else matters, nothin's worth learnin' Until the dream that you have inside It's the one thing, the one thing there's no denyin' So find yourself a dream and some piece of mind 'Cause money and power won't buy it It's the one thing, nothin' else matters Nothin' else matters |
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What can they all be thinkin' Wanna' take the cross off of the hill Put away the pledge of allegience Lord,just the thought gives me a chill They can take God off our money but, in the end 'o ain't it funny How were all gonna see him on the judgement day So sing it loud [Chorus:] One more time Hear what you say When you got the truth inside, now they can't take that away One more time 'Cause it ain't too late Hold on to what you believe 'cause thay can't take that they can't take that away They want to change somethin' somewhere for everybody Right now a change ain't what we need Just like my father's father before him They held on with pride to everything they believed They can take God off our money but, in the end 'o aint it funny How were all gonna see him on the judgement day [Chorus] There's a fire that burns forever Come a day we ain't gonna take no more [Chorus] |
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I've got a sayin' in my life that's got me by so far Well it mat not be right but, nobody's gonna tell me I'm wrong The first mistake is leave it up to somebody else If you want somethin' done you got to do it yourself I'll do it myself before somebody makes a fool out of me (chorus) 'Cause nothin' comes easy for a man like me Everybody thinks the best things in life are free If they would open their eyes it'd be so plain to see That the best things in life don't come so easily I met a man who thought just a little bit different from me He said you got it so easy but I just had to disagree It would have been alright but he pushed me too far If your lookin' for trouble step outside of this bar IF it comes down to fistin', mister that ain't nothin' new to me 'Cause nothin' comes easy for a man like me Everybody thinks the best things in life are free If they would open their eyes it'd be so plain to see That the best things in life don't come so easily You'll find in this life if there's somethin' that you believe You got to get your hands dirty when it's somethin' that you really need If they ever give you somethin' too easily Can't be too good, 'cause nothin' good's for free Tell ya' straight from the heart a bed of roses it will never be 'Cause nothin' comes easy for a man like me Everybody thinks the best things in life are free If they would open their eyes it'd be so plain to see nothin' comes easy If they would open their eyes it'd be so plain to see nothin' comes easy If they would open their eyes it'd be so plain to see If they ever give you somethin' too easily |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - The Last Rebel (1993)
There's a grey horse standin' still As a soldier climbs in the saddle for one last ride As the rain pours off his hat You can see the shadows of the past written in his eyes Now the cannons are silent His friends are all gone Gotta put it all behind him If he ever wants to find his way home He's the last rebel on the road Just a boy with his old guitar Keeps to himself but everybody takes him wrong But he carries on Got a dream that will never die Can't change him, no use in stayin' where you don't belong Now he's rollin' down the highway Gone too far too fast No one will ever find him, he'll never look back (chorus) 'Cause he's the last rebel And he's all alone He's the last rebel His friends are all gone He's the last rebel The last rebel on the road There'll never be another like him He's the last of a dying breed Ain't no use in tryin' to tame him 'Cause he's the last rebel 'Cause he's the last rebel And he's all alone He's the last rebel His friends are all gone He's the last rebel The last rebel on the road |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - The Last Rebel (1993)
Five a.m. in the mornin', whiskey still runnin' through my head I could get out of bed and maybe I'll just have another cigarette As long as I can remember seems all I've ever done is work The boss is a jerk and I ain't payin' the rent Spent my whole life shovelin' dirt (chorus) I'm gonna get outta Hell in my Dodge Can't take this anymore Gonna go downtown pick up my girl There ain't nothin' worth waitin' for Take the road less traveled Spend my life behind the wheel Gonna get outta Hell in my Dodge Freedom made out of steel There's a knock on the door from the Sheriff Askin' me where I was last night Seems somebody lookin' a lot like me Had takin' up with his wife He said son if I ever catch him There's gonna be some hell to pay He'll be gone for good if I see him again 'Cause I just might blow him away I'm gonna get outta Hell in my Dodge Can't take this anymore Gonna go downtown pick up my girl There ain't nothin' worth waitin' for Take the road less traveled Spend my life behind the wheel Gonna get outta Hell in my Dodge Freedom made out of steel What's a poor man supposed to do Stuck in the middle and trapped by the blues Baby, I'm sick of these blues I'm gonna get outta Hell in my Dodge Can't take this anymore Gonna go downtown pick up my girl Well I Don't care if I'm wrong or right Gotta split this town tonight Gonna get outta Hell in my Dodge Live my life behind the wheel I'm Gonna get outta Hell in my Dodge My freedom made out of steel |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - The Last Rebel (1993)
I don't read the paper, I don't watch the news Life's good in this small town, population 62 Our bank ain't been held-up since 1932 Our doors are always unlocked But not for long I'm tellin' you (chorus) 'Cause I know time's are gonna change I know life will never be the same I see please tell me it ain't so They're all movin' in surroundin' me No place left to go My oh my you can kiss your freedom goodbye Used to have a small town drugstore Where old men liked to meet That store's gone out of business They're sellin' drugs out in the streets The new kids like to spray paint They've got a lot to say Sure do have a way with words Taught me a few today (chorus) 'Cause I know time's are gonna change I know life will never be the same I see small town folks like me Are gonna have to change the way we do things cause eventually My oh my you can kiss your freedom goodbye Kiss it goodbye 'Cause I know time's are gonna change I know life will never be the same I see please tell me it ain't so They're all movin' in surroundin' me No place left to go My oh my you can kiss your freedom goodbye 'Cause I know time's are gonna change I know life will never be the same I see please tell me it ain't so They're all movin' in surroundin' me My oh my you can kiss your freedom goodbye |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - The Last Rebel (1993)
There's a honky-tonk just south of Georgia A little salvation just a' waitin' for ya' I heard it said a long time ago If your lookin' for your soul Down a dirt road just across the border Well the harder it comes you know the easier it goes If you can make your way a little further down that road, yea When your caught up in between Or just dyin' to be set free (chorus) South of Heaven Always endin' up No matter how I try I'm just south of Heaven Don't wanna' think you can have it all 'Cause all I need is just south of Heaven There's a little girl they call the sweet thing Been some time I'd like to tell you one thing You have nothin' left to lose So by the time that you come to You'll be one more callin' her name Well the harder it comes you know the easier it goes If you can make your way a little further down that road, yea When your caught up in between Or just dyin' to be set free South of Heaven Always endin' up No matter how I try I'm just south of Heaven Don't wanna' think you can have it all 'Cause all I need is just south of Heaven There's a honky-tonk just south of Georgia A little salvation just a' waitin' for ya' I heard it said a long time ago If your lookin' for your soul Down a dirt road just across the border Well the harder it comes you know the easier it goes If you can make your way a little further down that road, yea When your caught up in between Or just dyin' to be set free South of Heaven Always endin' up No matter how I try I'm just south of Heaven Don't wanna' think you can have it all 'Cause all I need is just south of Heaven And when I die don't cry for me 'Cause I'll be just south of Heaven South of Heaven All I want, all I need, all I want Is south of Heaven |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - The Last Rebel (1993)
Two young lovers meet and take each others hand They say I do in the name of the Lord Livin' as one givin' all they can Then the pressures come and a child is born Young girl cradles the child in her arms The man's home late and his day's too long They're both unable to spend some time alone That everybody needs to have That's the thing that keeps love strong [Chorus:] Love don't always come easy And sometimes love it can hurt Words don't always come easy It's worth a try we're gonna make it work 'Cause love don't always come easy Without warning many go a different way And travel that road lookin' for someone Their lives unravel a little more every day This ain't no time to turn and run It's a crime to throw it all away [Chorus] |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - The Last Rebel (1993)
There's an old man sittin' on a front porch now Talkin' 'bout how it used to be When I was young I was a hell of a man My father died when I was ten I hit the road to find a job Had to feed my family Times were hard my hands are still scarred From the life I've had to lead I was born to run Drove a tractor and trailer all my life Six kids and a hell of a wife Made lots of money it all slipped away A large family that's the price you pay I always dreamed never gave up Son, even when times got tough That's when I'd push it a little bit more You should've heard that engine roar (chorus) I was born to run Can't slow down No regrets, I've been blessed Born to run In time you'll see what the good Lord's done for me Born to run I can't slow down No regrets, I did my best Born to run In time you'll see What the good Lord's done, done for me The old man, he passed away And all he said never crossed my mind Until I saw the price he payed Was a lot like mine I'm full and though it's miles away Gotta hit the city right on time And when I'm on I'll always sing little song of mine I was born to run I was born to run Can't slow down No regrets, I've been blessed Born to run In time you'll see what the good Lord's done for me Born to run I can't slow down No regrets, I did my best Born to run In time you'll see What the good Lord's done, done for me |
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Subject : 뮤지스탤지아에서 들어본 - Lynyrd Skynyrd(Sweet home Alabama)
