1. |
The Well Song
02:08
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I bought me a little old house
At the bottom of a little old hill
I paid a pretty penny, yes I paid the price
And wouldn't you know, I had trouble with the well
You see, this woman went and told me such a terrible lie
About the water workin' so fine
I had to call the well doctor, ask him what was wrong
Cause the pump was running all the time
You know there's some people, you can trust
And some ain't worth a dime
Some people do it right
And some will screw you every time
But it ain't worth the worry to keep you up all night
Well, the well man, he dug me a deeper well
And he put in a new pump too
He even pulled the old rusted casing
And he put one in brand new
Well, you'd think that my troubles be over for sure
If'n he had done it right
But now I've got water all over my yard
Cause the casing wasn't put in tight
You know there's some people, you can trust
And some ain't worth a dime
Some people do it right
And some will screw you every time
But it ain't worth the worry to keep you up all night
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2. |
One Man Band
03:49
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There's an old time fiddle man over on the hill
Playing to the rhythm in his head
He's a'sawin' them bow strings with his heart
Just like his grandpa said
Yeah, just like his grandpa said
He's a one man band in the middle of the woods
Out in his own backyard
And the hawk, and the bullfrog, they don't care
Even if they play it hard
Oh, no, even when they play it hard
And there's an old boy pickin' on a new guitar
Down by the river bed
And he can match that fiddle man lick for lick
Just like his grandpa said
Yeah, just like his grandpa said
He's a one man band in the middle of the woods
Out in his own backyard
And the hawk, and the bullfrog, they don't care
Even if they play it hard
Oh, no, even when they play it hard
There's a full moon rising on a field of grain
Out in the countryside
And the old man who lives there every day
He plays a blues harp lullaby
Yeah, he plays a blues harp lullaby
He's a one man band in the middle of the woods
Out in his own backyard
And the hawk, and the bullfrog, they don't care
Even if they play it hard
Oh, no, even when they play it hard
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3. |
Miss Debbie
04:11
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Tommy heard the door swing
Broken glass, and everything
He knew it was comin'
He knew that she'd be runnin'
She sneaks around the corner
Out into the night
Tommy crying "Don't go!"
She hears it in her head, you know
But she puts it all behind her
No one ever gonna find her
Till she figures out the reason
Nothin' be righ
t
Miss want to go where the sun shine all the time
Well, maybe she don't know
What she leavin' behind
Tear it up real slow
The picture from long ago
He loved her like the water
Flowing down upon her
Love forever after
Gone with the night
Miss want to go where the sun shine all the time
Well, maybe she don't know
What she leavin' behind
Ah, but does it really matter?
Another love shattered
He goes on without her
Life's not all about her
But he hear her when the wind blows
Haunting the night
Miss want to go where the sun shine all the time
Well, maybe she don't know
What she leavin' behind
Miss want to go where the sun shine all the time
Well, maybe she don't know
What she leavin' behind
Tommy heard the door swing
Broken glass, and everything
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4. |
Little Yellow Roadster
03:47
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When the moment falls upon us
And extinguishes the flame
We are like foliage in the forrest
Little children in the game
The sun is shining on the mountain
There's a river over there
And a song is sweetly singing
In the country mountain air
It's to the faithful this is promised
It is written on the wall
Oh, when the judgement is upon us
And the angels come to call
But, while your cards are on the table
And the wine's still in the glass
You better hope that it's not one of those
Fatal heart attacks
So dare you push on into forward
As you filter through the day
And all the fires burn all around us
And the fools say what fools say
You got your little yellow roadster
Got your shiny Cadillac
Some say that Lincoln Continental
Is baby where it's at
Now, when St Peter comes to call us
As we stand before the gate
There may be choirs and all them voices
Of the angels there in wait
There'll be a sweet aroma, fragrant smell
lingering in the air
Oh yeah, and all them friends and family
Will be waiting for you there
Oh, you'll see mounds and mounds of glory
It is written on the wall
Oh, when the judgement is upon us
And the angels come to call
But, while your cards are on the table
And the wine's still in the glass
You better hope that it's not one of those
Fatal heart attacks
So dare you push on into forward
As you filter through the day
And all the fires burn all around us
And the fools say what fools say
You got your little yellow roadster
Got your shiny Cadillac
Some say that Lincoln Continental
Is baby where it's at
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5. |
She Was Only Mine
03:53
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"My, it's pretty tonight", she said with a smile
I held her, and watched the sky
I had dreamed of moments like this, her hand in mine
We shared a silent kiss
Her lips, a drink of water, deliciously fine
Her hair was soft and auburn, her scent, divine
Oh, the feelings inside
Time was ripe for living
And she was only mine
Each day so special for us, we were happy and bright
But, then, well, is it any wonder?
I'd hold her in my arms and she'd sigh in delight
We'd walk beneath the stars, we couldn't say goodnight
Oh, the feelings inside
Time was ripe for living
And she was only mine
Her touch, a silky gift, her eyes would shine
Just for her did I exist
Her lips, a drink of water, deliciously fine
Her hair was soft and auburn, her scent, divine
Oh, the feelings inside
Time was ripe for living
And she was only mine
"My, it's pretty tonight", she said with a smile
I held her and watched the sky
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6. |
Sarah Ann Martin
03:45
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Sarah Ann Martin was a Jim-dandy
Juiced up, and lying for bait
John Richard Roe cut a deep groove
Through the mud and the muck and all the hate
Tommy J. Phillips took a deep dive
And plunged through the belly of the beast
He's picking up change, now, where ever he can
He's keeping his eyes to the east
Most people talk about change
Some people can't explain
Me, I'm living that dream whenever I can
Now, what's all this about Michael
Playing in the band too long
And what's all this about just fooling around
With the hard to play song
"I like living like that"
He would probably say
And people say I'm just a step down
From the Hard Rock Café
Most people talk about change
Some people can't explain
Me, I'm living that dream whenever I can
Peter McGuire was like a bitch-kitty
When he coughed up, and paid through the nose
For being in the right place at the wrong time
And snorting that pure white snow
He thinks about changing almost every day
When his mind begins to blaze
Maybe he'll make it, or maybe not
Maybe one of these days
Most people talk about change
Some people can't explain
Me, I'm living that dream whenever I can
It pays to go to college
Yeah, and wipe the pages new
It pays to have some of that deep down learning
From the call of the street, now, too
But, most of us, we're just caught in the middle
Between the wise man and the punk
Everybody say they really want to change
But, they don't want to get the blue funk
Most people talk about change
Some people can't explain
Me, I'm living that dream whenever I can
Most people talk about change
Some people can't explain
Me, I'm living that dream whenever I can
Sarah Ann Martin was a Jim-dandy
Juiced up and lying for bait
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7. |
Picnic
03:32
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I'd like to get a car
And turn it into a little hot rod
I'd like to find a friend
Not a somebody riding roughshod
I need a major hold in a
Something, how 'bout a sweepstake
I need a little peace
Maybe, go out and do a picnic
I need to find a job
With a, I don't know, but nothing too hard
I need to get away
Maybe, a picnic out in the back yard
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8. |
The Harbor
04:45
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I took a walk in the harbor
Where the boats are all tied up tight
Where the waves of the sea kept calling to me
"Come on and sail your ship all night"
You were always the started
When it came to sailing, I was lost
And as I look back in recall
I still remember it all
Captain, you sailed at any cost
You'd take the weight on your shoulders
Undaunted by the wrath of the sea
Never afraid to go sailing out of the harbor
Now, a voice, I hear
I swear, it is not wind across the water
That takes me sailing
Gracefully sailing back in time
And all the faces that come back to me
You're still the one that mattered
As I go sailing
We go traveling in my mind
I took a walk in the harbor
Not a land-locked man in sight
And the air was fresh and free
Boundless serenity
All the gulls had taken flight
I threw a stone in the water
Watched it skip across the waves, then die
When I heard the Captain call
"The risk is worth it all"
I knew I'd sail the endless sky
I threw off all of my armor
Cast it down and shouted out to the sea
"I'm not afraid to go sailing out of the harbor!"
Now, a voice, I hear
I swear it is not wind across the water
That takes me sailing
Gracefully sailing back in time
And all the faces that come back to me
You're still the one that mattered
As I go sailing
We go traveling in my mind
I threw off all of my armor
Cast it down and shouted out to the sea
"I'm not afraid to go sailing out of the harbor!"
Out of the harbor
Out of the harbor
Out of the harbor
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9. |
John Dean Blues
04:15
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I've been working two jobs and I ain't been paid for neither
My old lady tells me, "Man, you look run down"
I've got a red corvette, and I can't afford to feed her
And I'm afraid that the IRS will be coming around
If I don't change my ways, I'm gonna wind up with the shivers
I feel like Nixon, with John Dean on the prowl
If I could just start thinking about the good times that I've had in my life
I might be able to make it through this day somehow
Well, I'll be damned, I've been walking this floor for hours
I can't sleep a wink, no matter how I try
Well, I close my eyes to think of sweet songs, women, and flowers
But all I see is how my youth done passed me by
I feel like the man who wrote a song about a low down loser
Cause I give all I could, and where's it got me now
If I could just start thinking about the good times that I've had in my life
I might be able to make it through this day somehow
Well, I haven't seen my children since two weeks before last Sunday
And last night my woman accused me of fooling around
It's gonna take all my effort just to get to work on Monday
Cause I'm so low now, it's like I'm lying under the ground
If I don't change my ways, I'm gonna wind up with the shivers
I feel like Nixon, with John Dean on the prowl
If I could just start thinking about the good times that I've had in my life
I might be able to make it through this day somehow
If I could just start thinking about the good times that I've had in my life
I might be able to make it through this day
I might be able to make it through this day
I might be able to make it through this day somehow
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10. |
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It was written on the wall about the line I had before me
There were things that I had dreamed about, but never would believe
Of a day that I would feel the endless mystery of glory
Of a night that I could hypnotize the heavens and the sea
Oh, Jesus come, Jesus come again
Oh, Jesus come, Jesus come again
It was written on the wall that I would see my inspiration
That the castle gates would fall and I would hasten to the creed
That an end to all uncertainty would fill the ears of Satan
That onyx wings take hold and fly if only I'd believe
Oh, Jesus come, Jesus come again
Oh, Jesus come, Jesus come again
It was written on the wall but I was so blind, I ignored it
I had heard the promise, read the line that everything be free
That the day is coming, heed the warning, soon He'll be among us
That the Prince and I could harmonize if only I'd be me
Oh, Jesus come, Jesus come again
Oh, Jesus come, Jesus come again
Oh, Jesus come, Jesus come again
Oh, Jesus come, Jesus come again
Oh, Jesus come, Jesus come again
Oh, Jesus come, Jesus come again
Oh, Jesus come, Jesus come again
Oh, Jesus come, Jesus come again
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11. |
Journey's End
05:00
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I've got a wise man looking over my shoulder
And he's been telling me where I can find a friend
Said all the folks out around Camden County
They've all been talkin' bout, about The Journey's End
It's the coolest restaurant and motorcycle museum
One mile and one half south, out old highway 5
And the food and the women are even better than the whiskey
And the whiskey, I'll tell ya friend, well, it's mighty fine
On Taco Tuesday they've got Chuck and Billy
They play two guitars from six till ten
And the music and the women are even better than the whiskey
And the whiskey's real good at The Journey's End
It's a kick-ass restaurant and motorcycle museum
And the Roadhouse rocks every weekend
And the food and the women are even better than the whiskey
And the whiskey's real good at The Journey's End
So if you get hungry, well, you can park your Harley
Cause you know you'll get hungry, now, after a long hard ride
Go where the food and the women are even better than the whiskey
And the whiskey, I'll tell ya, friend, well, it's might fine
Yeah, it's a kick-ass restaurant and motorcycle museum
And the Roadhouse rocks every weekend
You know, the food and the women are even better than the whiskey
And the whiskey's real good at The Journey's End
I've got a wise man looking over my shoulder
And he's been telling me where I can find a friend
Oh, at the coolest restaurant and motorcycle museum
Out on Old 5 South, you're at The Journey's End
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12. |
Backwater Jacks
02:44
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There's a party down at Backwater Jacks
They've got ice-cold beer and pretty women, and that's a fact
And if it wasn't for Andy, Jessie, and Frank
We'd all be sittin' in some dive, listenin' to old Hank
Singin' "Waitin' on the midnight train in the pouring rain"
Well, there's a party down at Backwater Jacks
They've got what all of them other places lack
And if it wasn't for Andy, Jessie, and Frank
We'd all be sittin' in some dive, listenin' to old Hank
Singin' "Waitin' on the midnight train in the pouring rain"
Well, there's a party down at Backwater Jacks
Yeah, there's a party down at Backwater Jacks
Well, there's a party down at Backwater Jacks
They've got ice-cold beer and pretty women, and that's a fact
And if it wasn't for Andy, Jessie, and Frank
We'd all be sittin' in some dive, listenin' to old Hank
Singin' "Waitin' on the midnight train in the pouring rain"
Yeah, baby, if it wasn't for Jessie, Andy and Frank
We'd all be sittin' in some dive listening to old Hank
Singin' "Waitin' on the midnight train in the pouring rain"
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13. |
Tapioca Tango
03:46
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14. |
This Life Is Mine
05:14
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I woke up early one morning
The sun just beginning to rise
I poured me a strong cup of coffee
Took me a walk outside
I pulled down the tailgate of my pickup
Sat there and gazed at the farm
Then the horses come over to greet me
So I fetched a little grain from the barn
I thought about how lucky a man could be
To have all of this in his life
Then a warm rush of feeling come over me
As I realized this life is mine
This life is mine
It's all that I've got
You get what you make out of your given lot
Ah, but it ain't for everyone
And that's only right
But it suits me fine
This life is mine
When I get the blues and start yearning
For a big house and a fancy fast car
I just try to put things in perspective
See, I've got me one fine guitar
And I think about how lucky a man could be
To have all of this in his life
Then a warm rush of feeling comes over me
As I realize this life is mine
This life is mine
It's all that I've got
You get what you make out of your given lot
Ah, but it ain't for everyone
And that's only right
But it suits me fine
This life is mine
I get my thrills in the evening
Just watching the sun going down
I sit on the porch with my darlin'
And listen to the country sound
We may not talk about nothin' too important
But we always have something to share
She likes the sound of my laughter
And I like the moonlight on her hair
And I think about how lucky a man could be
To have all of this in his life
Then a warm rush of feeling comes over me
As I realize this life is mine
This life is mine
It's all that I've got
You get what you make out of your given lot
Ah, but it ain't for everyone
And that's only right
But it suits me fine
This life is mine
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