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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Last Of A Dyin` Breed [single] (2012) | |||||
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - God + Guns [box] (2009)
I ain't the kind to stick around without it
It'd be a crime 'cause man I'm all about it It's in my blood It keeps me breathin' It's like a drug, gotta have the feeling It's been awhile since I've seen your face What a shame, what a waste I've been up, I've been down I've been kicked to the ground But I can't get my mind off of you So I keep on movin' on to a place I belong Hopin' you wanted me to I'm better than I was before I'm knocking at your door I'm coming back for more Some say it's love Some say it's hate I'm here to tell you it's never too late If you don't use it Man you're gonna lose it Your sweet little nothings are what I call music It's been awhile since I've seen your face What a shame, what a waste I've been up, I've been down I've been kicked to the ground But I can't get my mind off of you So I keep on movin' on to a place I belong Hopin' you wanted me to I'm better than I was before I'm knocking at your door I'm coming back for more I keep comin' back, comin' back for more I keep comin' back, yeah I need a little more I keep comin' back, comin' back for more I keep comin' back back back I've been up, I've been down I've been kicked to the ground But I can't get my mind off of you So I keep on movin' on to a place I belong Hopin' you wanted me to I'm better than I was before I'm knocking at your door I'm coming back for more I keep comin' back, comin' back for more |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - God + Guns [box] (2009)
Floyd was a trapper way back in the holler
Made moonshine so he could make a dollar Six feet tall, dressed in overalls And wore himself a long gray beard People say Floyd came to town one day But two law dogs got in his way Floyd never hurt no one in his life But they never came back this way No, they never came back this way And the people say Aye, aye, aye, aye hear the hound dogs moan Aye, aye, aye, aye now that Floyd is long gone And the creeper was a creepin' and the souls they were hollerin' singin' Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye The G-men came out to track him down But the swamp was too deep, even one of them drowned They sent in the hellhounds but they turned around singing How how how how how And the people say Aye, aye, aye, aye hear the hound dogs moan Aye, aye, aye, aye now that Floyd is long gone And the creeper was a creepin' and the souls they were hollerin' singin' Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye Yeah the souls are they were cryin' Yeah the creeper he was creepin' Sheriff Boudreaux came to talk to his neighbors All they could say is he was eaten by a gator The legend lives on but Floyd he's at home singing How how how how how And the soul said Aye, aye, aye, aye hear the hound dogs moan Aye, aye, aye, aye now that Floyd is long gone Aye, aye, aye, aye now that Floyd is long gone There's a full moon now The moon was shinin' bright singing Aye aye aye aye aye |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - God + Guns [box] (2009)
I remember the day that he came in
I can't believe how long it's been Like a poet, he began to play Just an old friend that hung with the band A drinkin' man he had no plan But he played the 'Bird Played it for free 'Cause I know he's here He's everywhere Take a look around oh and you will see That cross we bear It's in the air Lord we thank you for these gifted hands There are demons we live with every day That tear at our hearts and take us away To another place Some of us don't get back This song is for the hands of the workin' man Who believes in himself and he understands Love, hope, and faith are The Maker's plan 'Cause I know he's here He's everywhere Take a look around oh and you will see That cross we bear It's in the air Lord we thank you for these gifted hands One day we'll all take that ride And with those gifted hands I know you'll fly |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - God + Guns [box] (2009)
Woman lose my number
You can't get to me My pockets ain't deep enough Your eyes were seeing green I caught you lyin', you're a cheat Oh lord shame on me I loved you once Tried you twice But you've become bad company Somebody call the rescue 'cause I think I'm on the edge Yeah you're just like a sledgehammer You keep poundin' in my head While you were on the phone lyin' to me You were lyin' next to who It ain't nothing to do about the heartache It's just a little thing called you All my friends did tell me But I could not believe Well you were doin' me wrong When I was gone How wicked can you be? Yeah a black cat crosses many roads Chills you to the bone I might be hurt, but I won't cry 'cause I'm a man that's not alone Somebody call the rescue 'cause I think I'm on the edge Yeah you're just like a sledgehammer You keep poundin' in my head While you were on the phone lyin' to me You were lyin' next to who It ain't nothing to do about the heartache It's just a little thing called you Somebody call the rescue 'cause I think I'm on the edge Yeah you're just like a sledgehammer Girl you're poundin' in my head While you were on the phone lyin' to me You were lyin' next to who It ain't nothing to do about the heartache Yeah it ain't nothing to do about the heartache It's just a little thing called you A little thing called you! A little thing called you! |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - God + Guns [box] (2009)
Hey, when is the last time you sat down and had dinner with your kids?
Talked about what's going on in their lives? Hey, when is the last time you just stopped and helped somebody out? I bet you can't remember Well a lot of people are sayin' "we're changing for the better" Well that don't interest me I like the simple life The way it used to be We left our doors wide open We didn't need no key I've been around the world Seen all there is to see I'd trade all those memories for one more day How it used to be I like the simple life I wanna get up Sunday mornin' Go fishin' with my boy Watch the sunset kick back in my yard Take my harley on a real long lazy Sunday drive And do a little more nothin' once in a while Yeah maybe kick my feet up Watch a little re-run on tv Laughin' with ol' barney, andy and aunt bee I like the simple life The way it used to be We left our doors wide open We didn't need no key I've been around the world Seen all there is to see I'd trade all those memories for one more day How it used to be I like the simple life Everything's going by so fast I swear sometimes we just can't see So caught up in where we're trying to get Life as we know it, could be gone in a minute I like the simple life The way it used to be We left our doors wide open We didn't need no key I've been around the world Seen all there is to see I'd trade all those memories for one more day I like the simple life I like the simple life I want the simple life |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - God + Guns [box] (2009)
I think it's gonna be good night here Rickey!
I think it's time to rock! It's gonna be hell of a show! People out there in the parking lot Smoking that stuff it's a rebel flag rock Turn it up, crank it out, let me hear you shout! That sweet soul southern music! So put your hands in the air Give us all you got We're feeling right (feelin' right) Gonna take all night (take all night) To rock this joint the way it's supposed to be Young and old (young and old) 3 generations bold (generations) We've been told It's a Skynyrd nation! Motorcycle ladies hugging up to their daddies Oh teenage bangers they're all getting ready! Open those gates gonna rock tonight Oh when those lights go down it's a beautiful sight! So put your hands in the air Give us all you got We're feeling right (feelin' right) Gonna take all night (take all night) To rock this joint the way it's supposed to be Young and old (young and old) 3 generations bold (generations) We've been told It's a Skynyrd nation! Hey put your hands in the air! We're feeling right (feelin' right) Gonna take all night (take all night) To rock this joint the way it's supposed to be Young and old (young and old) 3 generations bold (generations) We've been told It's a Skynyrd nation! Skynyrd nation! (young and old) Skynyrd nation! (3 generations more!) We've been told It's a Skynyrd nation! |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - God + Guns [box] (2009)
When I was 15 I dreamed of leaving my home
I had to see the world And live like a rolling stone I heard California was paved in gold So I hopped on that train It didn't come easy But I keep thinkin' bout The green grass and missing my home Take me back to my southern ways Where I can be myself and live another day Take me back to my southern ways Where the tall pines blow and the southern winds kiss my face Oh southern grace Me and my boys started a band Practiced everyday out on the Hell House land Played every honky tonk and this ol' bar To sing about ol' Bama We were just simple men The music is forever And the songs will never ever end Take me back to my southern ways Where I can be myself and live another day Take me back to my southern ways Where the tall pines blow and the southern winds kiss my face Oh take me back! I sit here thinkin' about those days I wouldn't change a thing about my life today Ain't it funny how time sure flies 'Cause all I ever wanted and needed WAS YOU Take me back to my southern ways Where I can be myself and live another day Take me back to my southern ways Where the tall pines blow and the St. John's flows, and only God - he Knows, and those southern winds kiss my face |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - God + Guns [box] (2009)
Broken bones, broken hearts
Stripped down and torn apart A little bit of rust I'm still runnin' Counting miles, counting tears Twist of roads, shifting gears Year after year It's all or nothing But I'm not home I'm not lost Still holding on to what I got Ain't much left Though there's so much that's been stolen Guess I've lost everything I've had But I'm not dead, at least not yet Still alone, still alive, still unbroken I'm still alone, still alive, I'm still unbroken Never captured, never tamed Wild horses on the plains You can call me lost, I call it freedom I feel a spirit in my soul It's something Lord I can't control I'm never giving up while I'm still breathing I'm not home I'm not lost Still holding on to what I got Ain't much left Though there's so much that's been stolen Guess I've lost everything I've had I'm not dead, at least not yet Still alone, still alive, still unbroken I'm still alone, still alive, I'm still unbroken I'm still unbroken Still unbroken Like the wind, like the rain Keeps on running through my veins Like a river pouring down into the ocean I'm out here on the street But I'm standing on my feet Still alive, still alone, still unbroken I'm not home I'm not lost Still holding on to what I got Ain't much left Though there's so much that's been stolen Guess I've lost everything I've had But I'm not dead, at least not yet Still alive, still alone, still unbroken I'm still alone, still alive, I'm still unbroken I'm still alone, still alive, I'm still unbroken I'm still unbroken I ain't never going down I'm still unbroken Oh |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - God + Guns [box] (2009)
There was a time that you believed
That nothing could happen to you You were in a place, deep in a hole So dark that you could not see Everyday the rain won't fall The sun will come out and shine on us all There's a light at the end for you my friend Oh, take it from me, The Storm will someday end Will someday end So much has changed inside your heart We can tell it's tearin' you apart We share your pain and feel your hurt But holy water cleanses the dirt Everyday the rain won't fall The sun will come out and shine on us all There's a light at the end for you my friend Oh, take it from me, The Storm will someday end Yeah You were Stuck in a hole Everyday the rain won't fall The sun will come out and shine on us all There's a light at the end for you my friend Oh, take it from me Everyday the rain won't fall The sun will come out and shine on us all There's a light at the end for you my friend Oh, take it from me The storm will someday end It's gonna end It's gotta end! |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - God + Guns [box] (2009)
Sometimes I want to light up underneath the no smoking sign
Sometimes I wished they'd tell me how justice got so blind I wish they'd just leave me alone cause I'm doing alright You can take your change on down the road and leave me here with mine Cause that ain't my America, that ain't this country's roots You want to slam ol Uncle Sam but I ain't lettin' you I'm mad as hell and you know I still, bleed red white and blue That ain't us, That ain't my America, That ain't My America Yeah I was standing there in Dallas, waiting on a plane I overheard an old man tell a young soldier thanks Young soldier hung his head and said its hard to believe You're the only one that took the time to say a word to me And the old man said That ain't my America, that ain't this country's roots You want to slam ol' Uncle Sam but I ain't lettin' you Yeah I'm mad as hell and you know I still, bleed red white and blue That ain't us, That ain't my America, That ain't My America It's to the women and men in their hands they hold a bible and a gun And they ain't afraid of nothing when they're holding either one, oh, uh Now there's kids that cant pray in school, hundred dollar tanks of gas, I can tell you right now this country ain't, ain't supposed to be like that No, that ain't my America, that ain't this country's roots You want to slam ol' Uncle Sam but I ain't lettin' you Yeah I'm mad as hell and you know I still, bleed red white and blue That ain't us, that ain't my, that ain't my America, oh no, That Ain't My America No, no, no, no, oh, oh, uh huh, that ain't my America, oh no |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - God + Guns [box] (2009)
Well I heard it on the late night radio
For the umpteenth time headin' from LA to the Florida coast I was between black coffee and shifting gears When the second verse took a turn and brought me to tears They were talkin' about love, I do and forever And how two people ought to stay together Well the music hit me but the singer's got it all wrong Unwrite that song Unwrite that song 'Cause what he's saying to me don't go with that melody Unsing them lines about those happy times Don't they know she's gone Unwrite that song Well it was 3 AM and she was cryin' and her eyes were all red When that music video came on and she sat up in her bed She grabbed that whiskey bottle Poured one last shot And threw that empty glass at the TV and screamed Unwrite that song Unwrite that song 'Cause what he's saying to me don't go with that melody Unsing them lines about those happy times Don't they know he's gone Unwrite that song Well there was a time that I believed All those words were true And if I had a pen and paper right now I know what I'd do Unwrite that song Unwrite that song 'Cause what he's saying to me don't go with that melody Unsing them lines about those happy times Don't they know he's gone Unwrite that song Lord I know she's gone Unwrite that song Unwrite our song |
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from Crobar Vol. One - Soho, Londo: The Home Of Bee ''n'' Whistky... (2009)
Life is so strange when its changin', yes indeed Well I've seen the hard times and the pressure's been on me But I keep on workin' like the workin' man do And I've got my act together, gonna walk all over you (chorus) Gimme back my bullets Put 'em back where they belong Ain't foolin' around 'cause I done had my fun Ain't gonna see no more damage done Gimme back my bullets Sweet talkin' people done ran me out of town And I drank enough whiskey to float a battleship around But I'm leavin' this game one step ahead of you And you will not hear me cry 'cause I do not sing the blues (chorus) Gimme back my bullets Put 'em back where they belong Ain't foolin' around 'cause I done had my fun Ain't gonna see no more damage done Gimme back, gimme back my bullets Oh, put 'em back... where they belong Been up and down since I turned seventeen Well I've been on top, and then it seems I lost my dream But I got it back, I'm feelin' better everyday Tell all those pencil pushers, better get out of my way (chorus) Gimme back my bullets Put 'em back where they belong Ain't foolin' around, 'cause I done had my fun Ain't gonna see no more damage done Gimme back, gimme back my bullets Oh put 'em back where they belong Gimme back my bullets |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Lynyrd Skynyrd Hit Pac - 5 Series [ep] (2009)
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 Hit Pac - 5 Series [ep] (2009)
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 Hit Pac - 5 Series [ep] (2009)
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 Hit Pac - 5 Series [ep] (2009)
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 Hit Pac - 5 Series [ep] (2009)
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 - Authorized Bootleg: Live At The Cardiff Capitol Theater [live] (2009)
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 - Authorized Bootleg: Live At The Cardiff Capitol Theater [live] (2009)
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 - Authorized Bootleg: Live At The Cardiff Capitol Theater [live] (2009)
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 - Authorized Bootleg: Live At The Cardiff Capitol Theater [live] (2009)
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 - Authorized Bootleg: Live At The Cardiff Capitol Theater [live] (2009)
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 - Authorized Bootleg: Live At The Cardiff Capitol Theater [live] (2009)
Two feets they come a creepin'
Like a black cat do And two bodies are lyin' naked Creeper think he got nothin' to lose So he creeps into this house, yeah And unlocks the door And while a man reaching for his trousers Shoots him full of .38 holes (Chorus) Its a Saturday night special Got a barrel that's blue and cold Ain't no good for nothin' But put a man six feet in a hole Big Jim's been drinkin' whiskey And playing poker on a losin' night Pretty soon, Big Jim starts a thinkin' Somebody been cheatin' and lyin' So Big Jim commences to fightin' I wouldn't tell you no lie And Big Jim done grab his pistol Shot his friend right between the eyes (Chorus) Hand guns are made for killin' Ain't no good for nothin' else And if you like your whiskey You might even shoot yourself So why don't we dump 'em people To the bottom of the sea Before some fool come around here Wanna shoot either you or me |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Authorized Bootleg: Live At The Cardiff Capitol Theater [live] (2009)
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 - Authorized Bootleg: Live At The Cardiff Capitol Theater [live] (2009)
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 (Chorus) 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 (Chorus) 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 (Chorus) Sometimes I wonder where will we go Lord don't take my whiskey, rock and roll |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Street Surrirors[Deluxe Ed.] (2008)
(Steve Gaines)
Ain't no good life Not the one that I lead 'Cause the more I fight the sadness, yeah It only seems the more that I grieve Well I look back on the good times As some lost part of me I wanna know, tell me why is it so Well just because I don't pray Lord, that don't mean I ain't forgiven Just 'cause I'm alive That don't mean I'm makin' a livin' I'm gonna get myself together I'm gonna try a dyin' attempt Talkin' about the good times slippin' by Yeah I tell ya I don't even know where last month went Well I can't make no money baby Well 'cause my money's already spent And I know where it went I said it went on that damn rent Well I don't mean change, baby I mean foldin' money Well I want lovin', said I don't need a buddy I don't need nobody, now Ain't exactly my idea It's sort of old, borrowed and blue Just tryin' to say Don't try that straight life buddy Oh you'll find it kind of hard on you Women, don't try to cook nothin' up, ooh Brother you know you'll only wind up in your own stew Just don't let nobody tell you, oh what you oughta do |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Street Surrirors[Deluxe Ed.] (2008)
(Steve Gaines)
Ain't no good life Not the one that I lead 'Cause the more I fight the sadness, yeah It only seems the more that I grieve Well I look back on the good times As some lost part of me I wanna know, tell me why is it so Well just because I don't pray Lord, that don't mean I ain't forgiven Just 'cause I'm alive That don't mean I'm makin' a livin' I'm gonna get myself together I'm gonna try a dyin' attempt Talkin' about the good times slippin' by Yeah I tell ya I don't even know where last month went Well I can't make no money baby Well 'cause my money's already spent And I know where it went I said it went on that damn rent Well I don't mean change, baby I mean foldin' money Well I want lovin', said I don't need a buddy I don't need nobody, now Ain't exactly my idea It's sort of old, borrowed and blue Just tryin' to say Don't try that straight life buddy Oh you'll find it kind of hard on you Women, don't try to cook nothin' up, ooh Brother you know you'll only wind up in your own stew Just don't let nobody tell you, oh what you oughta do |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Street Surrirors[Deluxe Ed.] (2008)
(Ronnie VanZant -- Steve Gaines)
Well, you can see her walkin' down on Peachtree Street She got high-heeled shoes and a dot on her cheek She's lookin' good, she's headed downtown Ain't got no money, honey She knows her way around I think she's cute, think she's cute as she can be Talkin' about a funny talkin', honk-tonking Georgia Peach Well these Georgia Peaches Son they know their way around They can take your money, son before you get sight of town Well they talk a little funny, but they look so fine Nine out of ten of them gonna sell you a dime I think they're cute, think they're cute as they can be Talkin' about a funny talkin', honk-tonking Georgia Peach Well, peaches, peaches Love them Georgia Peaches Well, peaches, peaches Love them Georgia Peaches Well them Georgia Peaches Sure do got the style They'll steal your heart with a Southern smile Well they talk a little funny, but they look so fine The older they get, I swear its like good wine I think they're cute, think they're cute as they can be Talkin' about a funny talkin', honk-tonking Georgia Peach Talkin' about a funny talkin', honk-tonking Georgia Peach I just seem to fall in love with the wrong things |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Street Surrirors[Deluxe Ed.] (2008)
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 - Street Surrirors[Deluxe Ed.] (2008)
(Merle Haggard)
Little bit of Bakersfield I'm a honky tonk night time man I can't stand no light I'm a honky tonk night time man I can't stand no light I get my rest in the day time Do my runnin' around at night I had the blues this morning Had the blues all day today I had the blues this morning Had the blues all day today Well I wish a tornado Come and blow my blues away, away That's what I said, take 'em away Sounds like Roy Yeah And then my heart starts beatin' When that sun starts sinkin' low Well my heart starts beatin' When that sun starts sinkin' low When the shadows fall I know it's time for me to go Billy Powell on piano Oh Barry, play me some dobro I'm a honky tonk night time man I can't stand no light I'm a honky tonk night time man I can't stand no light I get my rest in the day time I do my runnin' around, round at night I get my rest in the day time Gets that old love sweet stuff at night |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Street Surrirors[Deluxe Ed.] (2008)
Yes sir Well the bigger the city, well the brighter the lights The bigger the dog, well the harder the bite I don't know where you been last night But I think mama, you ain't doin' right (Chorus) Say I know a little I know a little about it I know a little I know a little 'bout it I know a little 'bout love And baby I can guess the rest Well now I don't read that daily news 'Cause it ain't hard to figure Where people get the blues They can't dig what they can't use If they stick to themselves They'd be much less abused (Chorus) Play me a little, oh yeah Yeah Well if you want me to be your only man Said listen up mama, teach you all I can Do right baby, by your man Don't worry mama, teach you all I can (Chorus) Well I know a little 'bout love Baby I want your best |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Street Surrirors[Deluxe Ed.] (2008)
My daddy told me always be strong son Don't you ever cry You find the pretty girls and then you love them Then you say goodbye I never dreamed that you would leave me But now you're gone I never dreamed that I would miss you Woman won't you come back home I never dreamed that you could hurt me And leave me blue I've had a thousand, maybe more But never one like you I never dreamed I could feel so empty But now I'm down I never dreamed that I would beg you Woman I need you now It seems to me I took your love for granted It feels to me that this time I was wrong, so wrong Oh Lord now I feel so lonely I say woman won't you come back home I tried to do what my daddy taught me But I think he knew Someday that I would find one woman like you I never dreamed that it could feel so good, Lord That two could be one I never knew about sweet love So woman won't you come back home Oh baby won't you come back home |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Street Surrirors[Deluxe Ed.] (2008)
This old town ain't been the same,
since this old boys been gone. Lord I still got some good friends, but I feel so all alone. All I hear is disco, see pretty boys with high heels on. Well some people sure hate me, an the police dog me round. Well the only place I'm welcome, is on the west side of town Lord I'm on their wanted posters, I cant show my face in town. play this one for south side... Jacksonville, I love you, but you don't want me around. Jacksonville, you raised me, and this is where I got my sound. Although I'm your outlaw, I still love my hometown, all around. ahh this is for the west side boys.. This old town ain't been the same, since your native sons been gone. Lord, I still got some old friends, but I am so all alone. All I hear is the disco, see pretty boys with high heels on. Well you can keep your disco, pretty boys with high heels on. |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Street Surrirors[Deluxe Ed.] (2008)
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 - Street Surrirors[Deluxe Ed.] (2008)
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 Lynyrd Skynyrd - Street Surrirors[Deluxe Ed.] (2008)
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 Lynyrd Skynyrd - Street Surrirors[Deluxe Ed.] (2008)
Well, its 8 o'clock in Boise, Idaho I'll find my limo driver Mister, take us to the show I done made some plans for later on tonight I'll find a little queen And I know I can treat her right. (Chorus) What's your name, little girl? What's your name? Shootin' you straight, little girl? Won't you do the same?. Back at the hotel Lord we got such a mess It seems that one of the crew Had a go with one of the guests, oh yes Well, the police said we can't drink in the bar What a shame Won't you come upstairs girl And have a drink of champagne What's your name, little girl? What's your name? Shootin' you straight, little girl? For there ain't no shame. (Chorus) (Chorus) 9 o'clock the next day And I'm ready to go I got six hundred miles to ride To do one more show, oh no Can I get you a taxi home It sure was grand When I come back here next year I wanna see you again What was your name, little girl? What's your name? Shootin' you straight, little girl? Well there ain't no shame What was your name, little girl? What's your name? Shootin' you straight, little girl? Won't you do the same? |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Street Surrirors[Deluxe Ed.] (2008)
Well, its 8 o'clock in Boise, Idaho I'll find my limo driver Mister, take us to the show I done made some plans for later on tonight I'll find a little queen And I know I can treat her right. (Chorus) What's your name, little girl? What's your name? Shootin' you straight, little girl? Won't you do the same?. Back at the hotel Lord we got such a mess It seems that one of the crew Had a go with one of the guests, oh yes Well, the police said we can't drink in the bar What a shame Won't you come upstairs girl And have a drink of champagne What's your name, little girl? What's your name? Shootin' you straight, little girl? For there ain't no shame. (Chorus) (Chorus) 9 o'clock the next day And I'm ready to go I got six hundred miles to ride To do one more show, oh no Can I get you a taxi home It sure was grand When I come back here next year I wanna see you again What was your name, little girl? What's your name? Shootin' you straight, little girl? Well there ain't no shame What was your name, little girl? What's your name? Shootin' you straight, little girl? Won't you do the same? |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Street Surrirors[Deluxe Ed.] (2008)
Well I've heard lots of people say
They're gonna settle down You don't see their faces And they don't come around Well I'm not that way I got to move along I like to drink and to dance all night Comes to a fix not afraid to fight You got that right Said, you got that right Sure got that right Seems so long I been out on my own Travel light and I'm always alone Guess I was born with a travellin' bone When my times up, I'll hold my own You won't find me in an old folks home You got that right Well you got that right Said, you got that right Sure got that right I tried everything in my life Things I like I try 'em twice You got that right Sure got that right Travellin' around the world, just singing my song I got to go, Lord I can't stay long Here comes that ol' travellin' jones once again I like to drink and to dance all night Comes to a fix not afraid to fight You got that right Said, you got that right Well you got that right Sure got that right |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Then And Now (2006)
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 - Then And Now (2006)
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. |