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C&B Radio (disc 2)

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1.
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
2.
One Man Band 03:49
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
3.
Miss Debbie 04:11
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
4.
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
5.
"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
6.
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
7.
Picnic 03:32
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
8.
The Harbor 04:45
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
9.
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
10.
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
11.
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
12.
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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14.
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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released August 17, 2011

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