| Morning Dew Walk me out in the morning dew my honey, walk me out in the morning dew today. I can't walk you out in the morning dew my honey, I can't walk you out in the morning dew today. I thought I heard a baby cry this morning, I thought I heard a baby cry this today. You didn't hear no baby cry this morning, you didn't hear no baby cry today. Where have all the people gone my honey, where have all the people gone today? There's no need for you to be worrying about all those people, you’ll never see those people anyway. I thought I heard a young man moan this morning, I thought I heard a young man moan today. I thought I heard a young man moan this morning, I can't walk you out in the morning dew today. Walk me out in the morning dew my honey, walk me out in the morning dew today. I'll walk you out in the morning dew my honey, I guess it doesn't really matter anyway, I guess it doesn't matter anyway, guess it doesn't matter anyway, guess it doesn't matter anyway. Uncle John's Band Well the first days are the hardest days, don't you worry any more. Cause when life looks like Easy Street, there is danger at your door. Think this through with me, let me know your mind. Woh, what I want to know is, are you kind? It's a buck dancer's choice my friend, better take my advice. You know all the rules by now and the fire from the ice. Will you come with me? Won't you come with me? Woh, what I want to know, will you come with me? Goddamn, well I declare, have you seen the like? Their walls are built of cannonballs, their motto is "Don't tread on me." Come hear Uncle John's Band playing to the tide, Come with me, or go alone, he's come to take his children home. It's the same story the crow told me, it's the only one he knows. Like the morning sun you come and like the wind you go. Ain't no time to hate, barely time to wait, Woh, what I want to know, where does the time go? I live in a silver mine and I call it Beggar's Tomb. I got me a violin and I beg you call the tune. Anybody's choice, I can hear your voice. Woh, what I want to know, how does the song go? Come hear Uncle John's Band by the riverside, got some things to talk about, here beside the rising tide. Come hear Uncle John's Band playing to the tide, Come on along, or go alone, he's come to take his children home. New Speedway Boogie Please don't dominate the rap, Jack, if you've got nothing new to say. If you please, don't back up, the track this train's got to run today. I spent a little time on the mountain, I spent a little time on the hill. I heard someone say, "Better run away," others say "better stand still." Now I don't know, but I been told, it's hard to run with the weight of gold. Other hand, I have heard it said, it's just as hard with the weight of lead. Who can deny, who can deny, it's not just a change in style? One step down and another begun and I wonder how many miles. I spent a little time on the mountain, I spent a little time on the hill. Things went down we don't understand, but I think in time we will. Now, I don't know but I was told in the heat of the sun a man died of cold. Keep on coming or stand and wait, with the sun so dark and the hour so late. You can't overlook the lack, Jack, of any other highway to ride. It's got no signs or dividing lines and very few rules to guide. I saw things getting out of hand, I guess they always will. Now I don't know but I been told, if the horse don't pull you got to carry the load. I don't know whose back's that strong, maybe find out before too long. One way or another, one way or another, one way or another, this darkness got to give. One way or another, one way or another, one way or another, this darkness got to give. One way or another, one way or another, one way or another, this darkness got to give. Casey Jones Driving that train, high on cocaine, Casey Jones is ready, watch your speed. Trouble ahead, trouble behind, and you know that notion just crossed my mind. This old engine makes it on time, leaves Central Station about a quarter to nine. Hits River Junction at seventeen to, at a quarter to ten you know it's traveling again. Driving that train, high on cocaine, Casey Jones is ready, watch your speed. Trouble ahead, trouble behind, and you know that notion just crossed my mind. Trouble ahead, lady in red, take my advice you'd be better off dead. Switchman's sleeping, train hundred and two is on the wrong track and headed for you. Driving that train, high on cocaine, Casey Jones is ready, watch your speed. Trouble ahead, trouble behind, and you know that notion just crossed my mind. Trouble with you is the trouble with me, got two good eyes but you still don't see. Come round the bend, you know it's the end, the fireman screams and the engine just gleams Driving that train, high on cocaine, Casey Jones is ready, watch your speed. Trouble ahead, trouble behind, and you know that notion just crossed my mind. Driving that train, high on cocaine, Casey Jones is ready, watch your speed. Trouble ahead, trouble behind, and you know that notion just crossed my mind. And you know that notion just crossed my mind. Box of Rain Look out of any window, any morning, any evening, any day. Maybe the sun is shining, birds are singing, no rain is falling from a heavy sky. What do you want me to do, to do for you to see you through? For this is all a dream we dreamed one afternoon, long ago. Walk out of any doorway, feel your way, feel your way like the day before. Maybe you'll find direction around some corner where it's been waiting to meet you. What do you want me to do, to watch for you while you are sleeping? The please don't be surprised when you find me dreaming too. Look into any eyes you find by you, you can see clear to another day, Maybe been seen before, through other eyes on other days while going home. What do you want me to do, to do for you to see you through? It's all a dream we dreamed one afternoon, long ago. Walk into splintered sunlight, inch your way through dead dreams to another land. Maybe you're tired and broken, your tongue is twisted with words half spoken and thoughts unclear. What do you want me to do, to do for you to see you through? A box of rain will ease the pain, and love will see you through. Just a box of rain, wind and water, believe it if you need it, if you don’t just pass it on. Sun and shower, wind and rain, in and out the window like a moth before a flame. And it's just a box of rain, I don't know who put it there, believe it if you need it, or leave it if you dare. And it's just a box of rain, or a ribbon for your hair, such a long, long time to be gone, and a short time to be there. Friend of the Devil I lit out from Reno, I was trailed by twenty hounds. Didn't get to sleep last night 'till the morning came around. Set out running, but I take my time, a friend of the devil is a friend of mine. If I get home before daylight, I just might get some sleep tonight. Ran into the devil, babe, he loaned me twenty bills I spent the night in Utah in a cave up in the hills. Set out running, but I take my time, a friend of the devil is a friend of mine. If I get home before daylight, I just might get some sleep tonight. I ran down to the levee but the devil caught me there. He took my twenty-dollar bill and vanished in the air. Set out running, but I take my time, a friend of the devil is a friend of mine. If I get home before daylight, I just might get some sleep tonight. Got two reasons why I cry away each lonely night, the first one's named sweet Anne Marie, and she's my hearts delight. The second one is prison, babe, the sheriff's on my trail, and if he catches up with me, I'll spend my life in jail. Got a wife in Chino, babe, and one in Cherokee, the first one says she's got my child, but it don't look like me. Set out running, but I take my time, a friend of the devil is a friend of mine. If I get home before daylight, I just might get some sleep tonight. Got two reasons why I cry away each lonely night, the first one's named sweet Anne Marie, and she's my hearts delight. The second one is prison, babe, the sheriff's on my trail, and if he catches up with me, I'll spend my life in jail. Got a wife in Chino, babe, and one in Cherokee, the first one says she's got my child, but it don't look like me. Set out running, but I take my time, a friend of the devil is a friend of mine. If I get home before daylight, I just might get some sleep tonight. Sugar Magnolia Sugar magnolia, blossoms blooming, heads all empty and I don't care, Saw my baby down by the river, knew she'd have to come up soon for air. Sweet blossom come on, under the willow, we can have high times if you'll abide. We can discover the wonders of nature, rolling in the rushes down by the riverside. She's got everything delightful, she's got everything I need, Takes the wheel when I'm seeing double, pays my ticket when I speed. She comes skimming through rays of violet, she can wade in a drop of dew, she don't come and I don't follow, waits backstage while I sing to you. Well, she can dance a Cajun rhythm, jump like a Willy's in four-wheel drive. She's a summer love for spring, fall and winter. She can make happy any man alive. Sugar magnolia, ringing that bluebell, caught up in sunlight, come on out singing. I'll walk you in the sunshine, come on honey, come along with me. She's got everything delightful, she's got everything I need, a breeze in the pines and the sun and bright moonlight, lazing in the sunshine, yes indeed. Sometimes when the cuckoo's crying, when the moon is half way down, Sometimes when the night is dying, I take me out and I wander around, I wander round. Sunshine, daydream, walking in the tall trees, going where the wind goes, blooming like a red rose, breathing more freely, ride out singing, I'll walk you in the morning sunshine. Sunshine, daydream. Sunshine, daydream. Walking in the sunshine... Operator Operator, can you help me, help me if you please? Give me the right area code and the number that I need. My rider left upon the Midnight Flyer, singing like a summer breeze. I think she's somewhere down South, down about Baton Rouge, But I just can't remember no number, a number I can use. Directory don't have it, Central done forgot it, I've gotta find a number to use. Trying to check out her number, trying to run down her line. Operator said that's privileged information and it ain't no business of mine. It's flooding down in Texas, poles are out in Utah, gotta find a private line. She could be hanging round the steel mill, working in a house of blue lights, riding a getaway bus out of Portland, talking to the night. I don't know where she's going, I don't care where she's been, Long as she's doing it right. Long as she's doing it right. Ripple If my words did glow with the gold of sunshine and my tunes were played on the harp unstrung, would you hear my voice come through the music, would you hold it near as it were your own? It's a hand-me-down, the thoughts are broken, perhaps they're better left unsung. I don't know, don't really care. Let there be songs to fill the air. Ripple in still water, when there is no pebble tossed, nor wind to blow. Reach out your hand if your cup be empty, if your cup is full may it be again. Let it be known there is a fountain that was not made by the hands of men. There is a road, no simple highway, between the dawn and the dark of night, and if you go no one may follow, that path is for your steps alone. Ripple in still water, when there is no pebble tossed, nor wind to blow. You may choose, to lead must follow, but if you fall, you fall alone. If you should stand then who's to guide you? If I knew the way I would take you home. Brokedown Palace Fare you well, my honey, fare you well my only true one. All the birds that were singing are flown, except you alone. Going to leave this brokedown palace, on my hand and knees, I will roll, roll, roll. Make myself a bed in the waterside, in my time, I will roll, roll roll. In a bed, in a bed, by the waterside I will lay my head. Listen to the river sing sweet songs, to rock my soul. River going to take me, sing sweet and sleepy, sing me sweet and sleepy all the way back home. It's a far gone lullaby, sung many years ago. Mama, mama many worlds I've come since I first left home. Going home, going home, by the riverside I will rest my bones, listen to the river sing sweet songs, to rock my soul. Going to plant a weeping willow, on the bank's green edge it will grow, grow, grow. Sing a lullaby beside the water, lovers come and go, the river roll, roll, roll. Fare you well, fare you well, I love you more than words can tell, listen to the river sing sweet songs, to rock my soul. Till the Morning Comes Till the morning comes, it'll do you fine. Till the morning comes, like a highway sign showing you the way, leaving no doubt, of the way on in or the way back out. Tell you what I'll do, I'll watch out for you. You're my woman now, make yourself easy, make yourself easy, make yourself easy. Till we all fall down, it'll do you fine, don't think about what you left behind. The way you came or the way you go, let your tracks be lost in the dark and snow. Tell you what I'll do, I'll watch out for you. You're my woman now, make yourself easy, make yourself easy, make yourself easy. When the shadows grow, it'll do you fine. When the cold winds blow, it'll ease your mind. The shape it takes could be yours to choose, what you may win, what you may lose. Tell you what I'll do, I'll watch out for you. You're my woman now, make yourself easy, make yourself easy, make yourself easy. You're my woman now, make yourself easy. You're my woman now, make yourself easy. You're my woman now, make yourself easy. You're my woman now, make yourself easy. Attics of My Life In the attics of my life, full of cloudy dreams unreal, full of tastes no tongue can know and lights no eyes can see. When there was no ear to hear, you sang to me. I have spent my life seeking all that's still unsung, bent my ear to hear the tune, and closed my eyes to see. When there was no strings to play, you played to me. In the book of love's own dream, where all the print is blood. Where all the pages are my days, and all my lies grow old. When I had no wings to fly, you flew to me, you flew to me. In the secret space of dreams, where while dreaming, lay amazed. When the secrets all are told, and the petals all unfold. When there was no dream of mine, you dreamed of me. Truckin Truckin', got my chips cashed in, keep truckin', like the do-dah man, together, more or less in line, just keep truckin' on. Arrows of neon and flashing marquees out on Main Street, Chicago, New York, Detroit and it's all on the same street. Your typical city involved in a typical daydream, hang it up and see what tomorrow brings. Dallas, got a soft machine, Houston, too close to New Orleans, New York's got the ways and means but just won't let you be. Most of the cast that you meet on the streets speak of true love, most of the time they're sitting and crying at home. One of these days they know they gotta get going out of the door and down out on the streets all alone. Truckin', like the do-dah man once told me, "You've got to play your hand." Sometimes your cards ain't worth a dime if you don't lay em down. Sometimes the light's all shining on me, Other times I can barely see. Lately it occurs to me, what a long, strange trip it's been. What in the world ever became of sweet Jane? She lost her sparkle, you know she isn't the same. Living on reds, vitamin C, and cocaine, all her friends can say is, "Ain't it a shame?" Truckin', up to Buffalo, been thinking, you got to mellow slow. Takes time, you pick a place to go and just keep truckin' on. Sitting and staring out of the hotel window. Got a tip they're gonna kick the door in again. I'd like to get some sleep before I travel, but if you got a warrant, I guess you're gonna come in. Busted down on Bourbon Street. Set up like a bowling pin. Knocked down, it get's to wearing thin, they just won't let you be. You're sick of hanging around and you'd like to travel, get tired of traveling and you want to settle down. I guess they can't revoke your soul for trying, get out of the door and light out and look all around. Sometimes the light's all shining on me, Other times I can barely see. Lately it occurs to me, what a long, strange trip it's been. Truckin', I'm a going home. Whoa, whoa, baby, back where I belong, back home, sit down and patch my bones, and get back truckin' on. Bertha I had a hard run, running from your window. I was all night running, running, Lord, I wonder if you care. I had a run in, run around, and run down. Run around the corner, corner, Lord, run smack in to a tree. I had to move, really had to move, that's why if you please, I am on my bending knees, Bertha, don't you come around here anymore. Dressed myself in green, I went down unto the sea. Try to see what's going down, try to read between the lines. I had a feeling I was falling, falling, falling, I turned around to see. Heard a voice a calling, Lord, you was coming after me. I had to move, really had to move, that's why if you please, I am on my bending knees, Bertha, don't you come around here anymore. Ran into a rainstorm, I ducked back into Novato. It's all night pouring, pouring, pouring, Lord, but not a drop on me. Test me, test me, test me, test me, test me, why don't you arrest me? Throw me in to the jailhouse, Lord, until the sun goes down, till it goes down. I had to move, really had to move, that's why if you please, I am on my bending knees, Bertha, don't you come around here anymore. I had to move, really had to move, that's why if you please, I am on my bending knees, Bertha, don't you come around here anymore. Anymore, anymore, anymore, anymore, anymore. Playin´ In The Band Some folks trust to reason, others trust to might, I don't trust to nothing, but I know it comes out right. Say it once again now, whoa, I hope you'll understand, when it's done and over, Lord, a man is just a man. Playing, playing in the band. Daybreak, daybreak on the land. Some folks look for answers others look for fights, some folks up in treetops just a looking for their kites. But I can tell your future, just look what's in your hand, but I can't stop for nothing, I'm just playing in the band. Playing, playing in the band. Daybreak, daybreak on the land. Standing on a tower world at my command, you just keep a turning while I'm playing in the band. And if a man among you got no sin upon his hand, let him cast a stone at me for playing in the band. Playing, playing in the band. Daybreak, daybreak on the land. Playing like waves upon the sand. Playing, playing in the band. Me and my Uncle (Phillips) Me and my uncle went riding down, South Colorado, West Texas bound. We stopped over in Santa Fe, that being the point just about half way, and you know it was the hottest part of the day. I took the horses up to the stall, went to the barroom, ordered drinks for all. Three days in the saddle, you know my body hurt, it being summer, I took off my shirt, and I tried to wash off some of that dusty dirt. When Texas cowboys, they's all around with liquor and money, they loaded down. So soon after payday, know it seemed a shame, you know my uncle, he starts a friendly game, High-Low Jack and the winner take the hand. My uncle starts winning, cowboys got sore. One of them called him, and then two more, accused him of cheating, oh no, it couldn't be. I know my uncle, he's as honest as me, and I'm as honest as a Denver man can be. One of them cowboys, he starts to draw, and I shot him down, Lord, he never saw. Well I grabbed a bottle, cracked him in the jaw, shot me another, oh damn, he won't grow old. In the confusion, my uncle grabbed the gold, and we high-tailed it down to Mexico. I love those cowboys, I love their gold, I loved my uncle, God rest his soul, taught me good, Lord, Taught me all I know. Taught me so well, I grabbed that gold and I left his dead ass there by the side of the road. One More Saturday Night I went down to the mountain, I was drinking some wine, looked up in the heavens Lord I saw a mighty sign, written fire across the heaven, plain as black and white, get prepared, there's gonna be a party tonight. Uh huh, hey, Saturday night. Uh huh, one more Saturday night, hey Saturday night. Everybody's dancing down the local armory with a basement full of dynamite and live artillery. The temperature keeps rising, everybody getting high, come the rocking stroke of midnight, the whole place gonna fly. Uh huh, hey, Saturday night. Uh huh, one more Saturday night, hey Saturday night. Turn on channel six, the President comes on the news, says, "I get no satisfaction, that's why I sing the blues." His wife say "Don't get crazy, Lord, you know just what to do, crank up that old guitar, put on them rocking shoes." Uh huh, hey, Saturday night. Uh huh, one more Saturday night, hey Saturday night. Then God way up in heaven, for whatever it was worth, thought He'd have a big old party, thought He'd call it planet Earth. Don't worry about tomorrow, Lord, you'll know it when it comes, When the rock and roll music meets the rising sun. Uh huh, hey, Saturday night. Uh huh, one more Saturday night, hey Saturday night. One more Saturday night. One more Saturday night. You know it work out right, one more Saturday night. One more Saturday, one more Saturday night. Playing in a Saturday night, playing in a Saturday night, ahhhhh! Playing Saturday night. One more Saturday, one more Saturday night... I Know You Rider I know you, rider, gonna miss me when I'm gone, I know you, rider, gonna miss me when I'm gone. Gonna miss your baby, from rolling in your arms. Laid down last night, Lord, I could not take my rest, laid down last night, Lord, I could not take my rest, my mind was wandering like the wild geese in the West. The Sun will shine in my back door someday. The Sun will shine in my back door someday. March winds will blow all my troubles away. I wish I was a headlight on a North bound train, I wish I was a headlight on a North bound train. I'd shine my light through cool Colorado rain. I know you, rider, gonna miss me when I'm gone, I know you, rider, gonna miss me when I'm gone. Gonna miss your baby, from rolling in your arms. Dark Hollow I'd rather be in some dark hollow where the sun don't ever shine then to be at home alone and knowing that you're gone would cause me to lose my mind. Well, blow your whistle freight train, carry me far on down the track. Well I'm going away, I'm leaving today, I'm going, but I ain't coming back. I'd rather be in some dark hollow where the sun don't ever shine Then to be in some big city, in a small room, with you upon my mind. So, blow your whistle freight train, carry me far on down the track. Well I'm going away, I'm leaving today, I'm going, but I ain't coming back. Well, I'm going away, I'm leaving today, I'm going but I ain't coming back. U.S. Blues Red and white, blue suede shoes, I'm Uncle Sam, how do you do? Gimme five, I'm still alive, ain't no luck, I learned to duck. Check my pulse, it don't change. Stay seventy-two come shine or rain. Wave the flag, pop the bag, rock the boat, skin the goat. Wave that flag, wave it wide and high. Summertime done come and gone, my, oh, my. I'm Uncle Sam, that's who I am. Been hiding out in a rock and roll band. Shake the hand that shook the hand of P.T. Barnum and Charlie Chan. Shine your shoes, light your fuse. Can you use them old U.S. Blues? I'll drink your health, share your wealth, run your life, steal your wife. Wave that flag, wave it wide and high. Summertime done come and gone, my, oh, my. Back to back chicken shack. Son of a gun, better change your act. We're all confused, what's to lose? You can call this song the United States Blues. Wave that flag, wave it wide and high. Summertime done, come and gone my, oh, my. Summertime done come and gone, my, oh, my. Summertime done come and gone, my, oh, my. China Doll A pistol shot, at five o'clock, the bells of heaven ring. Tell me what you done it for, no, I won't tell you a thing. Yesterday, I begged you before I hit the ground, all I leave behind me is only what I found. If you can abide it, let the hurdy-gurdy play. Stranger ones have come by here before they flew away. I will not condemn you nor yet would I deny, I would ask the same of you, but failing, will not die. Take up your china doll, take up your china doll, it's only fractured and just a little nervous from the fall. Unbroken Chain Blue light rain, whoa, unbroken chain, looking for familiar faces in an empty windowpane. Listening for the secret, searching for the sound, but I could only hear the preacher and the baying of his hounds. Willow sky, whoa, I walk and wonder why, they say love your brother, but you will catch it when you try. Roll you down the line boy, drop you for a loss, ride you out on a cold railroad and nail you to a cross. November and more, as I wait for the score. They're telling me forgiveness is the key to every door. A slow winter day, a night like forever, sink like a stone, float like a feather. Lilac rain, unbroken chain, Song of the sawhet owl. Out on the mountain, it'll drive you insane, listening to the winds howl Unbroken chain of sorrow and pearls, unbroken chain of shy and sea. Unbroken chain of the western wind, unbroken chain of you and me. Loose Lucy Loose Lucy is my delight, she come running and we ball all night. Round and round and round and round, don't take much to get me on the ground. She's my yo-yo, I'm her string, listen to the birds on the hot wire sing, singing, "Thank you, for a real good time!" I got jumped coming home last night, shadow in the alley turned out all my lights. round and round and round and round, don't take much to get me on the ground. Loose Lucy, she was sore, says I know you don't want my love no more, singing, "Thank you, for a real good time!" Be-bop baby how can this be? I know you been out a' cheating on me. round and round and round and round, don't take much to get the word around. Cross my heart and hope to die, I was just hanging out with the other guys, singing, "Thank you, for a real good time!" Went back home with two black eyes, you know I'll love you till the day I die, round and round and round and round, don't take much to get the word around. I like your smile but I ain't your type, don't shake the tree when its fruit ain't ripe, singing yeah, singing yeah, singing, "Thank you, for a real good time!" Scarlet Begonias As I was walking round Grosvenor Square, not a chill to the winter but a nip to the air, from the other direction, she was calling my eye, it could be an illusion, but I might as well try, might as well try. She had rings on her fingers and bells on her shoes. And I knew without asking, she was into the blues. She wore scarlet begonias tucked into her curls, I knew right away she was not like other girls, other girls. In the thick of the evening when the dealing got rough, she was too pat to open and too cool to bluff. As I picked up my matches and was closing the door, I had one of those flashes I'd been there before, been there before. Well, I ain't always right but I've never been wrong. Seldom turns out the way it does in a song. Once in a while you get shown the light, in the strangest of places if you look at it right. Well there ain't nothing wrong with the way she moves, Scarlet begonias or a touch of the blues. And there's nothing wrong with the look that's in her eyes, I had to learn the hard way to let her pass by, let her pass by. The wind in the willow's playing "Tea for Two." The sky was yellow and the sun was blue. Strangers stopping strangers just to shake their hand, everybody's playing in the heart of gold band, heart of gold band. Shakedown Street You tell me this town ain't got no heart. Well, well, well, you can never tell. The sunny side of the street is dark. Well, well, well, you can never tell. Maybe that's cause it's midnight, in the dark of the moon besides. Maybe the dark is from your eyes, maybe the dark is from your eyes, maybe the dark is from your eyes, you know you got such dark eyes. Nothing shaking on Shakedown Street. Used to be the heart of town. Don't tell me this town ain't got no heart. You just gotta poke around. You think you've seen this town clear through. Well, well, well, you can never tell. Nothing here that could interest you. Well, well, well, you can never tell. It's not because you missed out on the thing that we had to start. Maybe you had too much too fast. Maybe you had too much too fast. Maybe you had too much too fast or just over played your part. Nothing shaking on Shakedown Street. Used to be the heart of town. Don't tell me this town ain't got no heart. You just gotta poke around. Since I'm passing your way today. Well, well, well, you can never tell. I just stopped in cause I want to say, Well, well, well, you can never tell. I recall your darkness when it crackled like a thundercloud. Don't tell me this town ain't got no heart. Don't tell me this town ain't got no heart. Don't tell me this town ain't got no heart when I can hear it beat out loud. Nothin' shakin' on Shakedown Street. Used to be the heart of town. Don't tell me this town ain't got no heart. You just gotta poke around. Alabama Getaway 32 teeth in a jawbone, Alabama trying for none, before I have to hit him, I hope he's got the sense to run. Reason the poor girls love him, promise them everything, why they all believe him? He wears a big diamond ring. Alabama getaway, getaway. Alabama getaway, getaway, Only way to please me, ya just gotta leave and walk away. Major Domo Billy Bojangles, sit down and have a drink with me, What's this about Alabama? It keeps a coming back to me. Heard your plea in the courthouse, Witness box began to rock and rise, 49 sister states all had Alabama in their eyes. Alabama getaway, getaway. Alabama getaway, getaway, Only way to please me, ya just gotta leave and walk away. Major said, why don't we give him rope enough to hang himself? No need to worry the jury, this kind takes care of themselves. 23rd psalm Major Domo, reserve me a table for three, Down in the valley of the shadow, just you, Alabama, and me. Alabama getaway, getaway. Alabama getaway, getaway, Only way to please me, ya just gotta leave and walk away. Alabama getaway, getaway. Alabama getaway, getaway, Only way to please me, ya just gotta leave and walk away. Touch Of Grey Must be getting early, clocks are running late. Paint my love a morning sky, it's all cold. Dawn is breaking everywhere, light a candle, curse the glare, draw the curtains I don't care, but it's alright. I will get by, I will get by, I will get by, I will survive. I see you've got your list out, say your peace and kiss off. Guess I get the gist of it but it's alright. Oh well, anyway, sorry that you feel that way. Every silver linings got a touch of grey. I will get by, I will get by, I will get by, I will survive. It's a lesson to me, the ablers and the beggars and the thieves. The abc's we all think of to try to win a little love. I know the rent is in arrears, the dog has not been fed in years. It's even worse than it appears, but it's alright. Cow is giving kerosene, kid can't read at seventeen. The words he knows are all obscene, but it's alright. I will get by, I will get by, I will get by, I will survive. Shoe is on the hand that fits, that's all there really is to it. Whistle through your teeth and spit, but it's alright. Oh well a touch of grey, kinda suits you anyway, that's all I had to say, but it's alright. I will get by, I will get by, I will get by, I will survive. It's a lesson to me, the devils and the East and the free The abc's we all must face, try to save a little grace. I will get by, I will get by, I will get by, I will survive. We will get by, we will get by, we will get by, we will survive. Hell In A Bucket Well I was drinking last night with a biker and I showed him a picture of you. I said, “Pal get to know her, you'll like her.� Seemed like the least I could do. Cause when he's chargin his chopper up and down your carpeted halls, you will think I am dressed up quite proper, never mind how I stumble and fall. You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot for taste of your elegant pride I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe, but at least I'm enjoying the ride, at least I'll enjoy the ride. Cause you're a sweet little softcore pretender, somehow, babe, it got as hot as it gets With her black leather and gold spike suspenders and your chain, your black whip and pets. Well, we know you're the reincarnation of the infamous Catherine the Great. And we know how you love the ovation and the scene that it seems to create. You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot for taste of your elegant pride I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe, but at least I'm enjoying the ride, at least I'll enjoy the ride. You analyze me, tend to despise me, you laugh when I stumble and fall. There may come a say when I'll dance on your grave, unable to dance I'll still crawl across it, unable to dance I'll still crawl, unable to dance I'll still crawl, unable to dance I'll crawl. You must really consider the circus, it just might be your kind of zoo. I can't think of a place that's more perfect for a person as perfect as you. And it's not like I'm leaving you lonely cause I wouldn't know where to begin. Well, I know you wake up here only when the snakes come marching in. You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot for taste of your elegant pride I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe, but at least I'm enjoying the ride, at least I'll enjoy the ride. Ride, ride, ride. Ride, ride, ride. Ride, ride, ride. At least I'll enjoy the ride. At least I'll enjoy the ride. At least I'll enjoy the ride. Foolish Heart Carve your name, carve your name in ice and wind. Search for where, search for where the rivers end or where the rivers start. Do everything that's in you, you feel to be your part. But never give your love, my friend, unto a foolish heart, unto a foolish heart. Leap from ledges, leap from ledges high and wild. Learn to speak, speak with wisdom like a child, directly from the heart. Crown yourself the king of clowns or stand way back apart but never give your love, my friend, unto a foolish heart, unto a foolish heart. Shun a friend, shun a brother and a friend. Never look, never look around the bend or check the weather chart. Sign the Mona Lisa with a spray can, call it art. But never give your love, my friend, unto a foolish heart, unto a foolish heart. A foolish heart will call on you to toss your dreams away then turn around and blame you for the way you went astray. A foolish heart will cost you sleep and often make you curse. A selfish heart is trouble but a foolish heart is worse. Bite the hand, bite the hand that bakes your bread. Dare to leap where the angels fear to tread till you are torn apart. Stoke the fires of paradise with coals from Hell to start, But never give your love, my friend, unto a foolish heart, unto a foolish heart. |
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| Sorry about the background. Just kinda seemed appropriate. In order of release... |
| Uncle John's Band New Speedway Boogie Casey Jones Box of Rain Friend of the Devil Sugar Magnolia Operator Ripple Brokedown Palace Till the Morning Comes Attics of My Life Truckin' Bertha Playin' In The Band Me And My Uncle One More Saturday Night I Know You Rider Dark Hollow U.S. Blues China Doll Unbroken Chain Loose Lucy Scarlet Begonias Shakedown Street Alabama Getaway Touch Of Grey Hell In A Bucket Foolish Heart |