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Songs: Hard Times, Junction City Queen, We've Had Our Fun, Coal, Good Thing Windin' down, Play Me a Hank Song, If Whiskey Could Talk, The Harvest, Detroit, Bottles and Bibles, The Gospel (According to Fishermen), Silence, Long Hard Road, Rustin' In The Rain, Phone Calls and Emails, Luke 2:8-10, Help Me Make It Through the Night, Percheron Mules, In Your Love, Space and Time, Old Country Church (Hallelujah Version), Can I Take My Hounds to Heaven? (Hallelujah Version), Two Coats (Hallelujah Version), Way of the Triune God (Hallelujah Version), Angel Band (Hallelujah Version), Jubilee (Hallelujah Version), Old Country Church (Jubilee Version), Can I Take My Hounds to Heaven? (Jubilee Version), Two Coats (Jubilee Version), Purgatory (Hallelujah Version), Way of the Triune God (Jubilee Version), Angel Band (Jubilee Version (Director's Cut)), Jubilee (Jubilee Version), Heart You've Been Tendin' (Hallelujah Version), Old Country Church (Joyful Noise Version), Can I Take My Hounds to Heaven? (Joyful Noise Version), Two Coats (Joyful Noise Version), Purgatory (Joyful Noise Version), Way of the Triune God (Joyful Noise Version), Angel Band (Joyful Noise Version), Jubilee (Joyful Noise Version), Heart You've Been Tendin' (Joyful Noise Version), Eatin' Big Time, Cuttin' Teeth, Oneida, Getting to the Bottom, Bitin' List, Nose On The Grindstone, Watch Out, Down Under, Poachers, Snipe Hunt, Tirtha Yatra, Tomcat and a Dandy, Dirty Ought Trill, Country Squire, Bus Route, Creeker, Gemini, House Fire, Ever Lovin' Hand, Peace of Mind, All Your'n, Matthew, I Swear (To God), Feathered Indians, Tattoos, Born Again, Whitehouse Road, Banded Clovis, Purgatory, Honky Tonk Flame, Universal Sound, Lady May, A message from Tyler., Zollie's Retreat, Squirrel Hunter, Sludge River Stomp, Camp Chase, Jenny Lynn, Bonaparte's Retreat, Long Violent History, Long Violent History (Behind The Scenes)
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I bought a house at the mouth of the holler A ring at the pawn shop and a crib for the kid I heard some word, there was work up in Hindman I'm going tomorrow and hope that there is My sweat and my wages they don't seem to weight out I'm gettin' more aches than I'm gainin' in gold Whoever said you could raise you a family Just workin' your ass off knee deep in coal? Well, the sign at the church says "I'll reap what I'm sowin'" But I ain't lost sleep, it'll come in due time And if the Lord wants to take me, I'm here for the taking 'Cause Hell's probably better than tryin' to get by You can see me on the front page It'll be out tomorrow A boy in his 20s, shot down in his prime For trying to hold up the Texaco station They'll say I was desperate They're probably right
Oh dance with me, junction city queen Just to hold you would be the greatest thing Just spinnin' around to the sound of the jukebox so low And as the time fades, I pray that it goes by slow Oh sing for me, junction city queen Well, you sound like an angel, so it seems 'Cause everything stops, as we pray you don't go In the mornin' back to Ohio But I find myself with empty arms And a head that's full of dreams Of my junction city queen Won't you wait for me, junction city queen? Well, I'm headed that way, and I'm pickin' up steam And I know for a while I'll be fine until I must leave And wait for the next time that I see my queen
I need some money, I need it now Get me a trunk load and I'll show you how We'll take that shine and in no time We'll be rollin' in the dough But you don't take nothin' without gettin' bruised See, there's always somethin' that you're bound to lose And it's usually gone Before you know When a man comes down He won't cut us any slack 'Cause we've had our fun On the road See all them blue lights, they ain't your friends They're bound to get you, but in the end I'll show you all the tricky curves and what you need to swerve around But you don't take nothin' without gettin' bruised See, there's always somethin' that you're bound to lose And it's usually gone Before you know When a man comes down He won't cut us any slack 'Cause we've had our fun On the road When a man comes down No, he won't cut us any slack 'Cause we've had our fun On the road
God made coal for the men who sold their lives to West Van Lear And you keep on digging 'til you get down there Where it's darker than your darkest fears And that woman in the kitchen She keeps on cookin', but she ain't had meat in years Just live off bread, live off hope, and a pool of a million tears Now lemme tell you something about the gospel And make sure that you mark it down When God spoke out, "Let there be light" He put the first of us in the ground And we'll keep on digging 'til the coming of the Lord Gabriel's trumpet sounds 'Cause if you ain't mining for the company, boy There ain't much in this town We coulda made something of ourselves out there If we'd listened to the folks that knew That coal is gonna bury you Now it's darker than a dungeon And it's deeper than a well So sometimes, I imagine that I'm getting pretty close to Hell And in my darkest hour, I cry out to the Lord He says, "Keep on a-mining, boy, 'cause that's why you were born" We coulda made something of ourselves out there If we'd listened to the folks that knew That coal is gonna bury you
Don't hold me If you don't mean it 'Cause I'm tired of wastin' my time on things set on leavin' Don't kiss me If it really hurts you Though I can't see how you could change after all that we've been through I reckon it's time for a good thing to wind on down But it kills me to see That you don't give a damn about me Oh, I'd die for the chance we could be Like we were when the summer was right But you can't bring back days Or nights that you've done danced away I keep hopin' that maybe you'll stay Don't leave me here lonely tonight In my dreams We're always laughin' But I wake up to find that that very rarely happens So go on and leave me If it'd really please you You'll be hard pressed to find you a man that will treat you like I do But I reckon it's time for a good thing to wind on down But it kills me to see That you don't give a damn about me Oh, I'd die for the chance we could be Like we were when the summer was right But you can't bring back days Or nights that you've done danced away I keep hopin' that maybe you'll stay Don't leave me here lonely tonight
Well, it all seemed so happy But how can that be? When there's a whole class of people Just as lonesome as me You asked me to tell you How I can be so blue? But you'd be the same If the girl of your dreams Broke your heart in two So play me a Hank song To ease my pain Because it helps to know someone Felt the same damn way Alone and forsaken Brother, what can I say? I feel like a Hank song Since she went away Ol' KG's my buddy We go way back To the times back in high school When I was too poor for Jack But even he knows that sometimes You can't help right the wrongs By gettin' stoned blind You need to sit down and pine To a Hank Sr. song So play me a Hank song To ease my pain Because it helps to know someone Felt the same damn way Alone and forsaken Brother, what can I say? You know I feel like a Hank song Since she went away Well, I hope that she's happy And I hope that she's free I hope she finds her a man To treat her like a queen And then up out of nowhere When she needs him around She wakes up to find She's ran out of time, and he's ran out of town I hope she needs her a Hank song To ease her pain Because it'll help to know someone Felt the same damn way Alone and forsaken Honey what can I say? I hope you feel like a Hank song One of these days
If a whiskey could talk, it'd say I'm a great guy Or at least it ought to, for as much as I buy But it's a money well spent, just to help me feel free From the pain she creates when she's cheating on me Well, she's at it again, living high on the streets So I reach for the bottle just to help me to sleep And I lay here in bed and dream of a time When she was content with being all mine If a whiskey could talk, it'd say I'm a great guy Or at least it ought to, for as much as I buy But it's a money well spent, just to help me feel free From the pain she creates when she's cheating on me She'll come back to me when the lights have gone down And she's ran out of men to buy her around But she dreads coming home to that drunk in her bed Who's living alone, hanging on by a thread If a whiskey could talk, it'd say I'm a great guy Or at least it ought to, for as much as I buy But it's a money well spent, just to help me feel free From the pain she creates when she's cheating on me
When the trigger's moving backwards, and the pin hits the shell When my soul sinks slowly into the warm pits of hell Won't you tell my baby sister that I'll be back in the fall 'Cause it's better to have false hope than no hope at all And I'll be meeting with my Savior to go over my foolish deeds When he asks me why I did it, Lord, I'll blame it on the seed 'Cause it didn't grow in like I planned, and when it did it all went dry And I couldn't stand to hear the pain of a small baby crying Well, I remember in the graveyards, well I used to read the names And I wondered when the good Lord would take my soul away Well, I wonder if he planned it to happen like this at all With the shot heard halfway cross the world, and my sins on the wall And I'll be meeting with my Savior to go over my foolish deeds When he asks me why I did it, Lord, I'll blame it on the seed 'Cause it didn't grow in like I planned, and when it did it all went dry And I couldn't stand to hear the pain of a small baby crying And they'll tell me I'm a bad man But they've never seen the sight Of a baby wailing in his crib And ripping apart the night It's a small baby crying
One, two, three Readin' and writin' on Route 23 It's hard to believe we made it this far So come on boys and grab your coats Detroit's awaitin', get in the car Well the wind that blows cold But the girls are on fire They say that they're the prettiest things you have seen And I ain't a gambler But I'd bet the farm that Detroit's a gold mine waitin' for me The sidewalks are always jammed in this town I feel like a dam that's about to cut loose And the girls, they say they'll treat you fine Beg for your silver 'til you can't refuse And I'd love to go back to the hills where I's born 'Stead of workin' on cars that I can't afford My pockets are empty, my patience is torn Oh, look what's become of me Mama, I'm writin' to tell ya I'm fine I'm workin real hard, and I pray every night So don't you worry I'm happy and free Detroit's been like a blessing to me
Bottles and bibles Litter the floor An all night revival Passed out around 4:00 Now the preacher's been drinkin' But it's hard not to do Since she ran out the screen door And swore they were through Oh Lord, if you care, send a spirit down here 'Cause the preacher's been drinkin' again But it's a hard way to go, on the straight and narrow When everybody in town points a finger at you But they ain't had to walk with the weight that you've hauled They don't know you at all, but they think that they do He didn't believe her He just knew she'd come home But the nights kept a-crawlin' As he laid there alone He'd call up to Heaven He'd hope and he'd pray But the line's always busy Since he went astray Oh Lord, if you care, won't you answer his prayers 'Cause the preacher's been drinkin' again But it's a hard way to go, on the straight and narrow When everybody in town points a finger at you But they ain't had to walk with the weight that you've hauled They don't know you at all, but they think that they do Now the bottles and bibles Broke out in a fight The whiskey fought hard, son And took the victory that night They found him a-layin' Face down by the stairs Dressed up for a sermon Nobody would hear Oh Lord, if you care, send your angels down here 'Cause the preacher's been drinkin' again But it's a hard way to go, on the straight and narrow When everybody in town points a finger at you But they ain't had to walk with the weight that you've hauled They don't know you at all, but they think that they do So Lord, if you care, send your angels down here 'Cause the preacher's been drinkin' again
I was raised in the house of a real holy roller Warn the people 'bout the wages of the sin He said, "Go out out yonder to the water and travel 'Cause disciples they were fishers of men Yeah, disciples, they were fishers and men So I got me a job on the first boat rowin' And it's been a mighty long time Since I sat in the house of my father and my mother Or I seen that woman of mine Yeah, that good lovin' gal of mine I said, "Babe I'm a-goin' on a little bitty journey I'll be back when the fishin 'is through While I'm away, make haste to get ready For when Jesus comes for you" When the good Lord comes for you When Jesus comes for you, here it comes Sayin' shall we gather by the water, the beautiful water Shall we gather by the water that flows from the throne of God Well truth, it lies in the love of a woman Lord don't sink this boat I got a pretty little thing waiting in New Orleans With a dagger buy her throat And she don't wanna do it, but she's that crazy And if I don't make it back She'll probably die alone and cold As the Creole night turns black Sayin shall we gather by the water, the beautiful water Shall we gather by the water that flows from the throne of God Shall we gather by the water, the beautiful water Shall we gather by the water that flows from the throne of God
One, two, three, one, two Oh Rosie, Rosie my girl When our embrace is over, all that's left is the world It's a mighty cold town, to be wanderin' around Without Rosie my girl The floor, is about to give way To the weight of the words, you've been dyin' to say You could save this house, if you'd just say 'em now Oh Rosie my girl Well silence, is mighty big grave And whatever goes down there, is as cold as the clay Won't you keep me warm, tell me what I done wrong Oh Rosie my girl
Church bells ring at your window, and I know that all of these things Are surely found to be holy in the presence of the Lord Tell me all that you're feeling and I will believe every word 'Cause to think you would speak out in lies Baby, that just sounds absurd And if you want me to go, I will But if you need me to stay, baby, that'd be a thrill 'Cause tomorrow will be a long, hard road out of Ohio And I'll hate every mile That takes me back to Kentucky and away from your smile Hold me and tell me you need me I need you more than you know 'Cause now that I've found what I wanted, it's hard to let it go And the hills have always been home But now that I've found you, the shadows seem cold And tomorrow will be a long, hard road out of Ohio And I'll hate every mile That takes me back to Kentucky and away from your smile And if you want me to go, I will But if you need me to stay, baby, that'd be a thrill 'Cause tomorrow will be a long, hard road out of Ohio And I'll hate every mile That takes me back to Kentucky and away from your smile
I only had a couple drinks last night And few good hits from an antler pipe And I must admit, I had a few white lines And I don't know what all happened I woke up in the noon time light With a poundin' head, shiner on my eye And I don't know how, and I don't why But it feels like fierce abandon Ah, working on a buildin' out'a hand-hewn brimstone Workin' on a buildin', and I'm buildin' on it all alone Well there ain't nobody in my room tonight Goodnight honey, honey sleep tight Ma, I swear I'm doing alright But when the evenin' comes around I swear to God Pay no mind to the words I say 'Cause they ain't no count anyway I been ramblin' around and led astray By the paths that I been choosin' Cuttin' paths like a forest fire Pupils wider than backhoe tires Throwin' my money on a funeral pyre But it sure feels good abusin' Ah, working on a buildin' out'a hand-hewn brimstone Workin' on a buildin', and I'm buildin' on it all alone Well, there ain't nobody in my room tonight Goodnight honey, honey sleep tight Ma, I swear I'm doing alright But when the evenin' comes around I swear to God Bands too loud for their bible thumpin' Feels too good to not count for somethin' Big Sandy rock, Sludge River roll Goddamn, fire in the hole Look out baby, I'm bound to blow I'm bound to blow a gasket Damn good gig, good damn crowd Good God, for cryin' out loud Coming off-stage, I was mighty proud Then I don't know what all happened Ah, working on a buildin' out'a hand-hewn brimstone Workin' on a buildin', and I'm buildin' on it all alone Well there ain't nobody in my room tonight Goodnight honey, honey sleep tight Ma, I swear I'm doing alright But when the evenin' comes around I swear to God I swear to God
Well my buckle makes impressions On the inside of her thigh There are little feathered Indians Where we tussled through the night If I'd known she was religious Then I wouldn't have came stoned To the house of such an angel Too fucked up to get back home Lookin' over West Virginia Smoking Spirits on the roof She asked ain't anybody told ya That them things are bad for you I said, "Many folks have warned me There's been several people try But up 'til now, there ain't been nothing That I couldn't leave behind" Hold me close my dear Sing your whispering song Softly in my ear And I will sing along Honey, tell me how your love runs true And how I can always count on you To be there when the bullets fly I'd run across the river just to hold you tonight Well my heart is sweating bullets From the circles, it has raced Like a little feathered Indian Callin' out the clouds for rain I'd go runnin' through the thicket I'd go careless through the thorns Just to hold her for a minute Though it'd leave me wanting more Hold me close my dear Sing your whispering song Softly in my ear And I will sing along Honey, tell me how your love runs true And how I can always count on you To be there when the bullets fly I'd run across the river just to hold you tonight
I am now the one she left A haunted tale for someone else A little bit about herself Wherever she is sleeping Flint strikes out to pierce the dark Cause a flame from just one spark Fill the room with smoke so harsh She exhales a memory The past is fadin' Over time, but it's still hangin' on for life I'm now her used to be He is now the one she needs He is now the one she leans on She looks out at the sunset On a quilt of rags he holds her tight And they raise a toast of Bulleit Rye Whiskey kills all things in time Like things she don't remember The past is fadin' Over time, but it's still hanging on for life I am now an old headstone To her grave, I'll die alone A testament of how she's grown Wherever she is sleepin' The past is fadin' Over time, but it's still hanging on for life
Once I was a dying breed Chewin' on an ancient leaf Before we took the notion To keep up with the times And leave 'em all behind Chisel to the paper Tattoos on the ether Fadin' in the light All the while I'd gorge my gut Come the time then I would rut Runnin' high and low to find my prehistoric queen To keep me warm 'til Spring When I'd go out with my friends Graze the land and wonder when I'd see your face again 'Til the day I met my doom I took one in the boiler room To put food on the table of a dying breed of man Once I was a broken heart And once I tore your heart apart Once my heart put out before I ever got to breathe But my soul returned to seed And come to Earth again Clucking out a livin' as the favorite layin' hen 'Til the day I met my doom A fox got in the chicken coop Doin' all he knew to do to feed a hungry den On and on down the line I've swam canals and bore the hide Of plenty births along this ride of being born again Once I was and you were too And we were both the word of truth We built this world together with a loud and mighty bang Lord, it sounded like a train And echoed o'er the land And we came up with a game to play of being born again
Early in the morning when the sun does rise Laying in the bed with blood shot eyes Late in the evening when the sun sinks low That's about time my rooster crows I've got women up and down this creek Way to keep me going and my engine clean Run me ragged, but I don't fret 'Cause there ain't been one slow me down just yet Get me drinking that moonshine Get me higher than a grocery bill Take my troubles to the high wall Throw them in the river and get your fill We've been sniffing that cocaine Ain't nothing better when the wind cuts cold Lord, it's a mighty hard living But a damn good feeling to run these roads I got people trying to tell me Red Keep this living and you wind up dead Cast your troubles on the Lord of lords Wind up lying on the cooling board But I got buddies up at white house road They keep me strutting when my feet hang low Rotgut whiskey gonna ease my pain And all this running is gonna keep me sane Get me drinking that moonshine Get me higher than a grocery bill Take my troubles to the high wall Throw them in the river and get your fill We've been sniffing that cocaine Ain't nothing better when the wind cuts cold Lord, it's a mighty hard living But a damn good feeling to run these roads It's a damn good feeling to run these roads When you lay me in the cold hard clay Won't you sing them hymns while the banjo plays? We could tell them ladies that they ought not frown 'Cause there ain't been nothing ever held me down Law man, women or a shallow grave Same old blues, just a different day Get me drinking that moonshine Get me higher than a grocery bill Take my troubles to the high wall Throw them in the river and get your fill We've been sniffing that cocaine Ain't nothing better when the wind cuts cold Lord, it's a mighty hard living But a damn good feeling to run these roads It's a damn good feeling to run these roads It's a damn good feeling to run these roads
Tina Nolan had a man with a good place for siftin' He invited me diggin', so I picked up my screen And a shovel to dig and a jar of shine Traded me fair for a bottle of wine His brother's Barnes Mountain wine We trudged through the snow straight up the hillside Took a ridge for a while, then we slowly went down To an overhang hid from the ridgeline We bent o'er our handles and we bit in the ground The dark and bloody ground Was a bitch to break ground but the wine kept us goin' Moonshine was flowin' and keepin' us warm 'Cause you can't hold a girl with a fistful of shovel Got to find your fire in the company of corn We dug for a while then it all turned to ashes Found a bunch of broke flint and a few bits of bone Then I heard Jesse yell o'er the pile he was sifting Shook the hills like the angels were callin' us home Jesse, Zachary come home It was banded as hell, it was fluted and Clovis It was hot as the pistol I kept on my side And I was fiending so fierce, I was broke ass and busted I pulled out my pistol and I took Jesse's life Clovis like that is a hard point to find Makes pills swift to come by with a good chunk of change Left over for burn on whatever meanness Whatever woman is comin' my way Darlin' come my way I sit in this cell for the banded Clovis I stole off of Nolan when I killed'm that day I reckon the chase of the pills and the powder Corn liquor and woman are the culprits to blame
Will you pray for me When the roots of the oak And my ribcage are braidin' If I can think Lord knows that I will fondly pray for you High on the hill where the fox horns blow And down in the grave where they lay me low Catholic girl, pray for me You're my only hope for Heaven When I's a boy I'd drink and love and smoke and snort my fill But all the while I kept in mind the Lord's redeeming grace High on the hill where the fox horns blow And down in the city where the heathens go Catholic girl, pray for me You're my only hope for Heaven Do you reckon He lets free will boys Mope around in purgatory? I know that Hell Is just as real as I am surely breathin' But I've heard tale Of a middle ground I think will work for me When the time has come for changin' worlds I'll hedge my bets with a Catholic girl Catholic girl, pray for me You're my only hope for Heaven
I was out of my mind the first night we met I was feeling lonely and blue I just moved to the country to get me some rest The city put a hurtin' on you Especially a fella from Eastern Kentucky Without a penny or a worth to his name Wasting his life on a burning desire and chasing that honky tonk flame You were soft on the eyes and a hymn on the hearin' Leaving me helpless of lines To get you to listen to the way I was feeling And the plans that I had made for our night Hold on now buddy won't you wait up a minute You're mistaken if you think I'm the same As them skirts you've been chasing all over town Along with that honky tonk flame I'm a woman with a love so true Truth of the matter, I'd give it to you You just got to slow down, and quit acting that way Burning your barn in this honky tonk flame You were sweet to the touch and a touch for the takin' The minute I learned how to breed Finally found out that the love of a woman Who love me was all that I need Still on the road 'cause I ain't good for nothin' Except writin' the songs that I sing Beating them strings like they're owin' me money And chasing that honky tonk flame But I've got me a woman with a love so true Darlin' to me, but that's misses to you All I did was slow down Quit acting insane Burning my barn in this honky tonk flame
Up in Pocahontas, near the Cranberry Glades Ain't got bars, nor the charge to call her anyways My mind's a mile a minute, and my thoughts they bark like hounds I focus on my breathing and the universal sound I think about my darling girl sleeping all alone I pray the stars will shoot her all the wishes she can hold On the day that I return, I aim to lay her down But right now, I am focused on the universal sound I think about tobacco juice and Mason jars of 'shine I think about the vices I've let take me over time I recall when I was a baby, I didn't need nothing around But a little bitty rattler and the universal sound I'd close my eyes It was all so clear It was all right then It was all right here I focus on my breathing and the universal sound I let it take me over from the toenails to the crown Of the body that I'm in 'til they put me in the ground And I return to the chorus of the universal sound I've been up on the mountain, and I've seen His wondrous grace I've sat there on a bar stool, and I've looked Him in the face He seemed a little haggard, but it did not slow Him down He was humming to the neon of the universal sound
I'm a stone's throw from the mill And I'm a good walk to the river My workin' day is over We'll go swim our cares away Put your toes down in the water And a smile across your face And tell me that you love me Lovely Lady May Now I ain't the sharpest chisel That your hands have ever held But darlin' I could love you well 'Til the roll is called on high I've seen my share of trouble And I've held my weight in shame But I'm baptized in your name Lovely Lady May Lord, the wind can leave you shiverin' As it waltzes or it leaves It's been rushin' through my timber 'Til your love brought on the spring Now the mountains all are blushin' And they don't know what to say 'Cept a good long line of praises For my lovely Lady May Now I ain't the toughest hickory That your ax has ever felled But I'm a hickory just as well I'm a hickory all the same I came crashin' through the forest As you cut my roots away And I fell a good long ways For my lovely Lady May
Well, tonight I'm up in Chillicothe Downwind from the paper mill I'm out here spittin' on the sidewalk Takin' in the factory smells And I know she tends to smokin' out the window In the air of that gas pipe leak I wonder if she's cringin' at same time Thinkin' pretty thoughts of me I was up for hours this mornin' Pullin' traps 'fore I said goodbye I plan to tan myself a fox hide And hang it on my darlin' bride 'Cause they tell me that it's gonna be a big one And the snow is settin' in And I don't want her cold while I ain't at home The way that I've been Spendin' my nights in a bar room, Lord Turnin' them songs into two by fours Dreamin' 'bout the day that I sit by the fire Huddled with my honey in our Country Squire Well, tomorrow we hit the country music highway On our way to Circleville We're off to do some weekend warrin' While we sing and drink our fill And when I ain't out playin' on my six string With the nickles I acquire I'm tryin' to fix her up a castle It's called the Country Squire It's a twenty four foot long vessel It measures eight feet wide It's a fifty-three year old camper It's made to pull behind And I've gutted to the studs and the rafters And I'm buildin' back piece by piece I'm tryin' to fix her up a temple My lady of the Estill Springs Spendin' my nights in a bar room, Lord Turnin' them songs into two by fours Dreamin' 'bout the day that I sit by the fire Huddled with my honey in our Country Squire One day I aim to have myself a family And a cabin on the hill And I might have to come off of the highway To help with the family bills But when the kids have got a little older On the day that I retire I'll take her somewhere warm for the winter Pullin' our Country Squire Spendin' my nights in a bar room, Lord Turnin' them songs into two by fours Dreamin' 'bout the day that sit by the fire Huddled with my honey in our Country Squire Dreamin' 'bout the day that I sit by the fire Huddled with my honey in our Country Squire
This is where we dropped off the prettiest little girl Same grade as me Tried to kiss her once in the aisle of the bus And she walked right over me Face-down in the gum on the floor I was hopin' that she'd change her mind But I swear as she walked down the stairs She didn't even wave goodbye Didn't even wave goodbye Ray Dixon didn't take no lip He'd kick you right off the bus Stop by your house on the way out of the holler And tell your momma where you was He didn't need no driver's aid To keep a bunch of kids in line All he needed was a glare in the mirror And a paddle that he carved from pine Blisterin' punk kids alive, aw, blisterin' This is where we dropped off the prettiest little girl Same grade as me I held onto hope for eight long years And by the time that I turned sixteen I wasn't awkward, I was a real smooth talker With my very own pickup truck I'd take her home and if her parents weren't around She'd bring me in and give me some Bring me in and give me some Safe to say nowadays ol' Ray Coudln't keep a route very long And I'm glad the little girl's dad Never found out what was goin' on I know he'd've kill me in a minute And he wouldn't have left no trace Hogs'll eat about anything you give 'em And they don't let nothin' go to waste Don't let nothin' go to waste This is where we dropped off the prettiest little girl Same grade as me
In a small corner bar he sits there a-drinkin' Lost as a ball in a field full of corn Further away than he ever imagined That he'd ever end up from the place he was born Now no more forlorn as the Creeker drank whiskey Than the one that you see outside of your eye Drinkin' alone as he looks out the window At all of the strangers on the corner outside He'd rather be dead Than alive one more minute In this godforsaken town When he was a kid Lord, he'd never have dreamt it All the ways that the city can bring a country boy down Now they knew not his name and he knew not their faces And he knew not the how nor the reason for why You could ever wake up and wanna keep on livin' In a place where a friend is such a hard thing to find And for everyone you meet there's a whole mess of people Tryin' like hell to pull you on down To the level they're on and the trouble they're tendin' In the mess that they've made, in the gutter they found And he'd rather be dead Than alive one more minute In this godforsaken town When he was a kid Lord, he'd never have dreamt it All the ways that the city can bring a country boy down Some fellas do drugs and things of that nature Some fellas chase girls to hang on their arm Some fellas get by on practically nothin' Some fellas get pissed in a small corner bar And they'd rather be dead Than alive one more minute In this godforsaken town When they were all kids Lord, they'd never have dreamt it All the ways that the city can bring a country boy down
If he knows how it feels to be beginnin' and the end I reckon he knows the feelin' 'tween the now and then I'm stuck between a rock and a hard place, friend Lord, won't you help me carry my load? I borrowed me a hammer, I swung it for a dime I got to where I finally could afford me mine But in between the swingin' and the idle time I got to thinkin' heavy on the road Now I'm hid out in the upper room With walls so thin I could bust right through Give all my buddies a ramblin' to About things that really blows my mind Back when I was younger, didn't have a clue Come to think of it, I still doubt I do But every now and then I get to thinkin' "You know, I've got it all worked out" I used to take my time and burn it in a bong Iced down with the lights turned off Somethin' in my speakers I can ponder on Somethin' I can mull around Now I'm lit up like a Christmas tree Check one-two, can y'all hear me? The sights are somethin' but they ain't for free Lookin' and I'm wired for sound The road goes on forever, party 'til ten Too run forever if you never let it end A got a part of me that's wonderin' when I'll finally kick the urge to roam Part of me just wants to live forever on the road Splittin' down the middle, shed my southpaw home And if she gets to askin' tell her you don't rightly know What happened to the rest of me Aw, weep no more, girl don't cry Hellfire, you married you a Gemini This is the half of him you always liked Lookie here, his heart still beats
You can set my house on fire, baby You can turn it into cinder and smoke 'Cause this house is mighty cold And I feel like, meltin' all the snow away You see these boots I'm wearin'? They're tough enough to go And they will take many a road to reach you Honey, won't you light the way? You can set my house on fire, baby You can turn it into cinder and smoke 'Cause this house is mighty cold And I feel like, meltin' all the snow away You see this train I'm riding? It's burnin' up the coal And it's wheels are bound to roll right by you Honey, won't you jump my train? You can set my house on fire, baby You can turn it into cinder and smoke 'Cause this house is mighty cold And I feel like, meltin' all the snow away You can set my house on fire baby You can turn it into cinder and smoke 'Cause this house is mighty cold And I feel like, meltin' all the snow away You can set my house on fire, baby
They got my favorite lotion here Something in a hotel I admire I got the pictures that you sent me And how they fill me with desire Tonight we've all got our own rooms I'm about to burn mine down 'Cause I miss you somethin' fierce In this quaint New England town I read the texts you whispered plain Everything you aim to do Sure do like the way you think That's the way I'm thinking too I see it play out in my mind You and I unite as one The van don't leave 'til 10AM And we've only just begun This one here goes out to you Lord, wherever you may be When you're reaching for the fruit I pray you'll fondly think of me It gets so hard out on the road But I go it alone 'cause I'm your man I have got you on my mind And my ever lovin' hand For a moment, you were here The moment passed and you were gone Leavin' me to clean the mess That you clearly helped to cause When the boys asked how I slept I'll just look 'em in the eye Tell them all you'd come to visit I didn't get a wink of sleep all night This one here goes out to you Lord, wherever you may be When you're reaching for the fruit I pray you'll fondly think of me It gets so hard out on the road But I go it alone 'cause I'm your man I have got you on my mind And my ever lovin' hand It gets so hard out on the road But I go it alone 'cause I'm your man I have got you on my mind And my ever lovin' hand
He drinks orange juice and vodka In the basement while she's talkin' To someone long distance For hours and hours on end And as he's slowly sippin' He thinks about his children And the heart attacks that youngest daughter's Always given him He ain't smoke no marijuana Since he got on with the railroad And he's been on with the railroad for A long and loathsome while But the day that he retires He'll smoke himself to China He'll leave behind his worries As he races through the skies The days are dark Down in the holler Waitin' for the sun to shine On the back You have been breakin' Tryin' to earn A peace of mind She sells Avon to her buddies And saves a little money On the makeup she's been using To hide away the years And she sits and watches TV Usually every evening That there ain't some kind of ballgame That her daughter has to cheer She sneaks menthols in the mornin' While her family's still a snorin' And as she burns the Eggos She looks back at her life That heart she broke in high school He is singin' on the Opry She wonders what the hell that she was thinkin at the time The days are dark Down in the holler Waitin' for the sun to shine On the back You have been breakin' Tryin' to earn A peace of mind Their youngest daughter Stella She's runnin' with this fella That he can not stand the thought of That he surely does despise He's told her he best never See the two of them together But it's hard to keep an eye on her When you're workin' all the time There are things he needs to tend to And the bills the bank keeps sendin' Lord the zeroes on the end Keep pushing further to the right Like a freight train haulin' sorrow And movin' ever onward Through the tunnel of forever To the never endin' light
Drivin' through the roadwork Oh, the work they took forever on The road cones blur like memories Of the miles we shared between The place you learned to say your prayers The place I took to prayin' Loadin' in and breakin' down My road dog door deal dreams Long before we ever met I made up my direction Long before I knew the half Of half that I'm sure of now And though I'd say it ain't the way That you'd a-gone about it You follow me, and lead me on And never let me down So I'll love you 'til my lungs give out I ain't lyin' I'm all your'n and you're all mine There ain't two ways around it There ain't no tryin' 'bout it I'm all your'n and you're all mine Fried morels and fine hotels And all that in the middle Every bite and curtain drawn, I wanna taste with you The goddess in my days in pen The muse I ain't refusin' The part of me that ain't around I'm always talkin' to So I'll love you 'til my lungs give out I ain't lyin' I'm all your'n and you're all mine There ain't two ways around it There ain't no tryin' 'bout it I'm all your'n and you're all mine So I'll love you 'til my lungs give out I ain't lyin' I'm all your'n and you're all mine There ain't two ways around it There ain't no tryin' 'bout it I'm all your'n and you're all mine No, there ain't two ways around it There ain't no tryin' 'bout it I'm all your'n and you're all mine
Works the night shift at the depot With a pistol and a light And he guards them rusted missiles Countin' whitetail to pass the time And he's worked there for a long while Since he came home from overseas Helpin' Kilcorn fight the good fight And bring Baghdad to its knees And it was hotter than the mountain But it weren't so he couldn't stand And it weren't so much the heat wave Nearly as much as all the sand Now his daddy, he's a lockman With a good leg and a fake That he got off of a buddy And a shitshot that he made And he worked them hands to splinters And he raised them youngins right On a little bit of scripture And an acreage of paradise And he'd go out on the weekends And he played like Clarence White Clarence, but had a real job Picked the guitar when there was time Keeps a trap line in the winter Keeps a line wet in the spring On a lock wall fishin' muskie With his eldest and Steve And they swap tales about their raisin' And they tell the office lies And they go home when they've the notion And the muskie quit bitin'
It's the worst that it's been since the last time it happened It's happening again right in front of our eyes There's updated footage, wild speculation Tall tales and hearsay and absolute lies Been passed off as factual when actually, the actual Causes they're awkwardly blockin' the way Keeping us all from enjoyin' our evening Shoving it's roots through the screens in our face Now, what would you give if you heard my opinion Conjecturin' on matters that I ain't never dreamed In all my born days as a white boy from Hickman Based on the way that the world's been to mе It's called me belligеrent, it's took me for ignorant But it ain't never once made me scared just to be Could you imagine just constantly worryin' Kickin' and fightin', beggin' to breathe How many boys could they haul off this mountain Shoot full of holes, cuffed, and laid in the streets 'Til we come in to town in a stark ravin' anger Looking for answers and armed to the teeth 30 aught sixes, papaw's old pistol How many, you reckon, would it be, four or five? Oh, would that be the start of a long, violent history Of tuckin' our tails as we try to abide? Oh, would that be the start of a long, violent history Of tuckin' our tails as we try to abide?
There's a place dear to me Where I'm longing to be With my friends at the old country church There with mother, we went And our Sundays were spent With my friends at the old country church Precious years of memories (precious years, sweet memories) Oh, what joy they bring to me How I long once more to be (how I long to be) With my friends at the old country church As a small country boy How my heart beat with joy When I knelt in the old country church And the Savior above by His wonderful love Saved my soul in the old country church Precious years of memories (precious years, sweet memories) Oh, what joy they bring to me How I long once more to be (how I long to be) With my friends at the old country church How I wish that today all the people would pray As they prayed in the old country church If they'd only confess Jesus, surely, would bless As He did in the old country church Precious years of memories (precious years, sweet memories) Oh, what joy they bring to me How I long once more to be (how I long) With my friends at the old country church Precious years of memories (precious years, sweet memories) Oh, what joy they bring to me How I long once more to be (how I long) With my friends at the old country church With my friends at the old country church
Gimme that old time, screaming and shouting Go up, tell it on the mountain Faith too strong to be left doubting Way of the Triune God I don't need the pills you take Just to feel the spirit moving Brother, I ain't slept in days All without the drugs you're using Fit me for the builder's use Use me for the great commission As it was and always will As it is, I'm here to witness Old time, screaming and shouting Go up, tell it on the mountain Faith too strong to be left doubting Way of the Triune God I don't need the laws of man Tell me what I ought to do He retched down and touched my hand And gave me quite a talkin', too Gave it to me, strict in charge Something simple I could ponder 'Til the role is called on high 'Til we all meet over yonder Old time, screaming and shouting Go up, tell it on the mountain Faith too strong to be left doubting Way of the Triune God I don't need the pills you take (old time, screaming and shouting) Just to feel the spirit moving (go up, tell it on the mountain) Brother, I ain't slept in days (faith too strong to be left doubting) All without the drugs you're using (way of the Triune God) Fit me for the builder's use (old time, screaming and shouting) Use me for the great commission (go up, tell it on the mountain) As it was and always will (faith too strong to be left doubting) As it is, I'm here to witness (way of the Triune God) Jesus said he'd go before And come back when the house was finished All this sin and waging war My God's coming Old time, screaming and shouting Go up, tell it on the mountain Faith too strong to be left doubting Way of the Triune God That old time, screaming and shouting Go up, tell it on the mountain Faith too strong to be left doubting Way of the Triune God Way of the Triune God Way of the Triune God
You tell me there are streets of gold And angels in the air While all that's fine and dandy And I'm sure it's nice up there There's just one thing that I need to know Before I settle down Can I take my hounds to Heaven? Can I hunt on God's ground? Now you say if I quit drinking And try to toe the line I can make it up to glory At the end of my life And while whiskey's hard to throw away It's somethin' I'd try to do If I could spend forever Runnin' hounds and treein' coons If I can't take my hounds to Heaven If I can't hunt on God's land I'd rather load my dog box up And go to Hell with all my friends I will wake up in the mornin' And I will follow you to town If I can take my hounds to Heaven If I can hunt on God's ground Now you say if I quit smokin' And my rough and rowdy ways We can hold hands forever On streets of gold someday But the only way I could stand it now And I hate to say it's true When you give me a hard time I can do what I want to do But if I can't take my hounds to Heaven If I can't hunt on God's land I'd rather load my dog box up And go to Hell with all my friends I will wake up in the mornin' And I will follow you to town If I can take my hounds to Heaven If I can hunt on God's ground If I can take my hounds to Heaven If I can hunt on God's ground
Gimme that old time, screaming and shouting Go up, tell it on the mountain Faith too strong to be left doubting Way of the Triune God I don't need the pills you take Just to feel the spirit moving Brother, I ain't slept in days All without the drugs you're using Fit me for the builder's use Use me for the great commission As it was and always will As it is, I'm here to witness Old time, screaming and shouting Go up, tell it on the mountain Faith too strong to be left doubting Way of the Triune God I don't need the laws of man Tell me what I ought to do He retched down and touched my hand And gave me quite a talkin', too Gave it to me, strict in charge Something simple I could ponder 'Til the role is called on high 'Til we all meet over yonder Old time, screaming and shouting Go up, tell it on the mountain Faith too strong to be left doubting Way of the Triune God I don't need the pills you take (old time, screaming and shouting) Just to feel the spirit moving (go up, tell it on the mountain) Brother, I ain't slept in days (faith too strong to be left doubting) All without the drugs you're using (way of the Triune God) Fit me for the builder's use (old time, screaming and shouting) Use me for the great commission (go up, tell it on the mountain) As it was and always will (faith too strong to be left doubting) As it is, I'm here to witness (way of the Triune God) Jesus said he'd go before And come back when the house was finished All this sin and waging war My God's coming Old time, screaming and shouting Go up, tell it on the mountain Faith too strong to be left doubting Way of the Triune God That old time, screaming and shouting Go up, tell it on the mountain Faith too strong to be left doubting Way of the Triune God Way of the Triune God Way of the Triune God
I have gee'd and haw'd Myself into a tizzy I am yearning for the turning In the most peculiar way Blame it on my jeans Caked in tenant farming But I can't stand for idle hands As the hours waste away Let your love light shine Don't ya hide it 'neath no bushel, baby Take 'at wick to task And work me all night 'neath the flame I am yours to use And I sure wish you would use me Do not let my heart just fall apart Rustin' in the rain I'm a hillside plow Working one way then the other I don't run around in circles I work right on up the side Startin' at the foot Going past the shoulder 'Til the sweat erodes And the whole hill slides Let your love light shine Don't ya hide it 'neath no bushel, baby Take 'at wick to task And work me all night 'neath the flame I am yours to use And I sure wish you would use me Do not let my heart just fall apart Rustin' in the rain I have gee'd and haw'd For you and it sure suits me I am pawing with impatience At the thought of tracin' chains I have grit my bit Right in half from just a-thinkin' Of gettin' hunkered down Tryin' to get up through the hames Let your love light shine Don't ya hide it 'neath no bushel, baby Take 'at wick to task And work me all night 'neath the flame I am yours to use And I sure wish you would use me Do not let my heart just fall apart Rustin' in the rain Do not let my heart just fall apart Rustin' in the rain
Hello, good morning I hope you slept well? I hope that my message gets through It's so unnerving to get no reply To the phone calls and emails I'm sending to you I'm sure you're busy I'd say that you're swamped Lord knows it's a long row to hoe But if I've done something that has put you off I wish that you'd just let me know We used to talk daily You'd call to check in I'd check in on you I considered us friends Now I'm second-guessing What I thought to be true With these phones calls and emails I'm sending to you We used to talk daily You'd call to check in I'd check in on you I considered us friends Now I'm second-guessing What I thought to be true With these phone calls and emails I'm sending to you Are you preferring I left you alone? Just answer with what I should do I'm sorry, I'll quit now With bombarding your phone With these phone calls and emails I'm sending to you These phone calls and emails I'm sending to you
Luke Chapter 2, Verses 8 to 10 And there were in the same country Shepherds abiding in the field Keeping watch over their flock by night And, lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them And the glory of the Lord shone 'round about them And they were so afraid, and the angel said unto them "Fear not, for behold I bring tidings of great joy Which shall be unto all..." Is it a bird, is it a plane Is it perhaps I'm going insane From all night abidin' the field? Look at the thing up on the ridge W-w-what d'ya reckon it is? It's moving, I think it's on wheels Is it a flame hooked to a cart? Come to a "whoa" there in the dark Why in the world would you move such a thing? Lo, enough, hark, I could've sworn I heard a shout, what's going on? It's closer, it's coming our way Daniel, get up (Daniel, get up) Gather the sheep (gather the sheep) Tell them there's no time to sleep (no time to sleep) My God, it's the end of the world (my God, it's the end of the world) I'm so afraid, but I was right It was a shout come from the light It is a woman on fire with two wings And though she burns, it's seems to me She's just as calm as she can be Trying to get us to hear what she sings Daniel, get up (Daniel, get up) Gather the sheep (gather the sheep) Tell them there's no time to sleep (no time to sleep) My God, it's the end of the world (my God, it's the end of the world) Daniel, get up (Daniel, get up) Gather the sheep (gather the sheep) Tell them there's no time to sleep (no time to sleep) My God, it's the end of the world (my God, it's the end of the world) My God, it's the end of the world (my God, it's the end of the world) My God, it's the end of the world
Take the ribbon from your hair Shake it loose and let it fall Dancin' soft against my skin Like the shadows on the wall Come and lay down by my side 'Til the early morning light All I'm takin' is your time Oh, help me make it through the night I don't care who's right or wrong And I don't need to understand Let the devil take tomorrow 'Cause tonight I need a friend Yesterday is dead and gone And tomorrow's out of sight It's so sad to be alone Oh, help me make it through the night I don't care who's right or wrong And I don't need to understand Let the devil take tomorrow 'Cause tonight I need a friend Ooh, yesterday is dead and gone And tomorrow's out of sight It's so sad to be alone Oh, help me make it through the night
Mammoth Jacks and Percheron mares Grazing up and down my dreams Nothin' less than sixteen hands I don't wanna drag my feet Anything more small than that It ain't worth the feed it takes Give me big 'ol Mammoth Jacks Throwin' mules the size of tanks Yeah, a team the size of tanks And a hundred head of goat When I get the pigpen built I'm a find a couple shoats And I'll name 'em after y'all And they'll all look just like me Rollin' 'round a pile of shit Just as happy as can be Mammoth Jacks and Percheron mares (Mammoth Jacks and Percheron mares) Grazing up and down my dreams Nothin' less than sixteen hands (Sixteen hands, sixteen hands) I don't wanna drag my feet (He don't wanna drag his feet) Anything more small than that (Anything more small than that) It ain't worth the feed it takes (It ain't worth the feed it takes) Give me big 'ol Mammoth Jacks (Mammoth Jacks, Mammoth Jacks) Throwin' mules the size of tanks Yeah, a team of Percheron mules Pullin' rebuilt number nine Slidin' stone boats 'cross the hill For to stack the stones so high I don't mind to beat the rock But my back can't take the haul But with these here, Percheron mules It ain't troublin' me at all (hey!) (They don't need their oil changed) They don't burn gasoline (ow ow ow ow) They stock in all the compost that I need (Compost that he needs) Mammoth Jacks and Percheron mares (Mammoth Jacks and Percheron mares) Grazing up and down my dreams Nothin' less than sixteen hands (Sixteen hands, sixteen hands) I don't wanna drag my feet (He don't wanna drag his feet) Anything more small than that (Anything more small than that) It ain't worth the feed it takes (It ain't worth the feed it takes) Give me big 'ol Mammoth Jacks (Mammoth Jacks, Mammoth Jacks) Throwin' mules the size of tanks Give me big 'ol Mammoth Jacks (Give him big 'ol Mammoth Jacks) Throwin' mules the size of tanks
I will wait for you 'Til the sun turns into ashes And bows down to the moon I will wait for you It's a long, hard war Oh, but I can grin and bear it 'Cause I know what the hell I'm fighting for And I will wait for you We were never made to run forever We were just meant to go long enough To find what we were chasin' after I believe I found it here in your love I will stand my ground I'm a bad man looking for takers You're the finest thing around So I will stand my ground 'Cause it's cold out there And you know some men search for ages For the love that I have found So I will stand my ground We were never made to run forever We were just meant to go long enough To find what we were chasin' after I believe I found it here in your love Honey, I will wait for you Honey, I will stand my ground I will work for you 'Til my hands are tired and bleedin' I know what it is from us I'm needin' I will work for you Like a team of mules Pulling hell off from its hinges It's for love that I'll keep tendin' I will work for you We were never made to run forever We were just meant to go long enough To find what we were chasin' after I believe I found it here in your love Honey, I will wait for you Honey, I will stand my ground I will work for you I will stand my ground
I never wanna leave this world Without sayin' I love you Without sayin' what you mean to me You know you make me happy Oh, when we share this space and time Want you to know you shape this heart of mine And I never wanna leave this world, oh Without sayin' I love you Oh, and out in the woods This picture is clear to me I owe my life to even my enemies The ones who have loved me, the ones who have tried Their grips on my heart, and their grips on my mind The stranger I pass, my momma, brothers Friends and my father, they're God undercover I'm tellin' you now in case I must go Want you to know I never wanna leave this world Without sayin' I love you Without sayin' what you mean to me You know you make me happy Oh, when we share this space and time Want you to know you shape this heart of mine And I never wanna leave this world, oh Without sayin' I love you I never wanna leave this world Without sayin' I love you Without sayin' what you mean to me You know you make me happy Oh, when we share this space and time Want you to know you shape this heart of mine And I never wanna leave this world, oh Without sayin' I love you
One, two, three, four I wasn't braced and kissed my face with the scope of my rifle I had shot it from a blind, as in you'd be blind not to see That there's a man in the doorway of a motherfuckin' mansion Aiming at the feeder where you'd sat to take a feast That's what I said, that's what I did And it did not cut one corner As I carved that fat-neck-mother right down to the bone I let him hang for several days And then I cut off hide and scriffin' I cut it thin, then throw it in a Tupperware to soak I fried some pieces while I worked It tasted like I'd made it Fried in Wagner casted butter in a quiet country place With albums gold and platinum overflowin' to the ceiling Eatin' big time is a feelin' with the friends that I have made Keep my time on my Weiss Ye goddamn right, I'm flexin' 'Cause a thousand-dollar watch is fine enough flex for me Have you ever got to hold and blow a thousand fucking dollars? It runs for 40 hours, and then it winds itself to sleep It's fought for like a bitch, and it's a bitch to keep it goin' When they ain't nobody knowin' any prayer you've ever sang See me now, I'm on the sow, and I'm ridin' to your city Eatin' big time, ain't she pretty, ain't she witty, ain't she great? Ain't she great, ain't she grand? In my world, she's irreplaceable I'm her surfboard in the kitchen My blessings come in waves She's my rebirth, she's my lemonade My gravy and my biscuits Mama, I've been out there hunting I'ma need you to make a plate She pets my head and whispers You poor thing, you must be famished I just knew that this would happen, I got all the fixin's made I'll get tick-full 'fore I ever pull myself off of this table Eatin' big time, ain't she pretty? Just rollin' in the shade Eatin' big time in the holler, ain't it lovely, ain't it great?
He was spinnin' wheels, makin' deals Wild-eyed in his 20s With nothin' in the way of work he was ever fit to do It was for the birds, he worked with words The thing is, words work funny You weld 'em right, you know they're liable to affect the way you move Frontin' him, a country band A buncha rockin' barkin' deadbeats, man He played a gig with us one night When he was cuttin' teeth Hustle high, hustle low Hearken out that band window The price of gas is getting low In the pocket of the seat Of his pants, he has had tightenin' 'round his body Livin' off tavern's fare, drowning in the grease Frontin' him, a country band Roaddoggin' in a stripped-out van Bummin' powder in the bar light When they were cuttin' teeth You can yell, you can croon You can reach the fire code of any room With a catchy song or two, if they're sang in key There's room for error if the band is there In a way, it's 'bout like baseball He swings a bat left-handed He's gonna walk at least Frontin' him, a country band A buncha West Virginia deadbeats, man He split the door with us one night When he was cuttin' teeth He played a gig with us one night When he was cuttin' teeth
Back before, birthdays were something she dreads Back before children had settled her friends Back when the radio spoke to her heart Oh, girls, they wanna have fun Oneida, I know that I'm younger than most But I'm willing, if you've got the time To buy us some wine I lay here awake and I laugh at her jokes She is referencing movies I'm too young to know And I'm letting her lead as we dance in the dark Oh, girl, I'm fallin' in love Oneida, I know that I'm younger than most But I'm willing, if you've got the time To buy us some wine I'll bring my guitar I've been working on learning that song you've been dying to sing About weddings and rings Pleading my case with the bro at the door Buddy, I know we've been through this before You can't let me go in, but if I wait outside Will you give her a message for me? Tell her, "Oneida, I know that I'm younger than most But I'm willing, if you've got the time To buy us some wine I'll bring my guitar I've been working on learning that song you've been dying to sing About weddings and rings I'll strum in the back and come in where I can Harmonize on a line or two But this song's all you"
I wonder how the old folks are at home I wonder if it's hotter than the devil's dick on fire In a wool sock that is soaked, I mean completely doused In kerosene, set ablaze the way it's here right now I wonder if my friends are fast asleep Or are they off together somewhere stumblin' through the streets? Makin' memories that will be forgotten with the moon Leavin' them to wonder why their legs and arms are bruised Do their livers scream for water? Are their brains about to swell Through the soft part of their temple while they grind their teeth like hell? Are they talking o'er each other? Leavin' neary a stone unturned Getting to the bottom of an angst hard-fought to learn I never wanna get that way again Feelin' like my head's a house with a roommate movin' in Who's insistently talkin', never slowing down Possessed with evil urges, burn it to the ground With a tongue twitch like a lizard and a grin just like a rat Backed against a corner after pestering the cat Preparing to be peeled open just as easy as dessert Getting to the bottom of an angst hard-fought to learn The pheromones of this city secrete a sand quick set To call for it from the recessed of my mind, the fear of death The thrill, my heart my thump so hard it breaks a joist or worse Getting to the bottom of an angst hard-fought to learn Getting to the bottom of an angst hard-fought to learn
To put it plain, I just don't like you Not a thing about the way you is And if there ever come a time I got rabies You're high on my bitin' list To put it plain, I just don't like you Not a thing about the way you is And if there ever come a time I got rabies You're high on my bitin' list Yeah, you're high on the list Of people gettin' bit if they gave me a week or two Before my brain was so inflamed the spirit left my shoes I'd wanna kiss my wife I'd wanna hug my baby, but when my goodbyes are through Foamin' at the mouth, high in the hackles Mother****er, I'ma come for you To put it plain, I just don't like you Not a thing about the way you is And if there ever come a time I got rabies You're high on my bitin' list To put it plain, I just don't like you I never really have and I never really did And if there ever come a time I got rabies You're high on my bitin' list Seizure fraught spinal rot I'd wanna be with the ones I love But in the light of the moon With everybody sleepin', I'd draw me a little bit of blood With time so small, my list ain't many My list is short and few And the thing about it is Everybody on the list is comin' in after you To put it plain, I just don't like you Not a thing about the way you is And if there ever come a time I got rabies You're high on my bitin' list To put it plain, I just don't like you Not a thing about the way you is And if there ever come a time I got rabies You're high on my bitin' list You're high on my bitin' list You're high on my bitin' list
Daddy worked like a mule minin' Pike County coal He messed up his back and couldn't work anymore He said, "One of these days you'll get out of these hills "Keep your nose on the grindstone and out of the pills" "See, the ways of this world will just bring you to tears "Keep the Lord in your heart and you'll have nothin' to fear "Live the best that you can and don't lie and don't steal "Keep your nose on the grindstone and out of the pills" Daddy I've been tryin', I just can't catch a break There's too much in this world I can't seem to shake But I remember your words, Lord, they bring me the chills "Keep your nose on the grindstone and out of the pills" "Keep in mind that a man's just as good as his word "It takes twice as long to build bridges you've burned "And there's hurt you can cause time alone cannot heal "Keep your nose on the grindstone and out of the pills" Daddy, I've been tryin', I just can't catch a break There's too much in this world I can't seem to shake But I remember your words, Lord, they bring me the chills "Keep your nose on the grindstone and out of the pills" "Keep your nose on the grindstone
(One, two, three, four) Watch out Watch out Watch out Watch out Watch out where you reach You could come back penny-in-handed In the rocks and weeds and the woodpile There's copperheads everywhere And watch out where you sneak In the woods without a little listenin' You don't wanna creep And spook you up a momma bear This one here, it's called pointer Cohosh to be more proper Mikey called it pointer, so that's pointer there to you I didn't know its actual name Was really black cohosh That's another little interesting thing That I learned off of Mikey too Watch out where you reach You could come back penny-in-handed In the rocks and weeds and the woodpile There's copperheads everywhere And watch out where you sneak In the woods without a little whistlin' You don't wanna creep And spook you up a momma bear (Watch out where you reach) (In the rocks and the weeds and the woodpile) (Watch out where you sneak) (You don't wanna creep) (Watch out) This one here, it's an oyster And it is your daddy's favorite From the final frost 'til the first one come And you can usually find a few They got gills that look like still, taste just like oysters They grow on trees standin' and a rottin' And you know what you got to do Watch out where you reach You could come back penny-in-handed In the rocks and weeds and the woodpile There's copperheads everywhere And watch out where you sneak In the woods without a little listenin' You don't wanna creep And spook you up a momma bear (Watch out where you reach) (In the rocks and the weeds and the woodpile) (Watch out where you sneak) (You don't wanna creep) (Watch out where you reach) (Watch out where you reach) (Watch out where you sneak) Watch out Watch out
Down under is forever and a day Down under is forever and a day Koala bears get livid when they don't get eucalyptus Most of 'em carry syphilis Or chlamydia what's the difference All I know is I don't want no koala cuddlin' up to me I can see it fine from here it is a pretty cute koala Down under is forever and a day Down under is forever and a day Kangaroos can whoop up on ya They'd rather fight than watch ya I know they look tame and dainty but I'll tell ya now ya oughta Take some care because they're deer Evolved to bеtter boxers They don’t takе to whisperin' nothings They’d punch a crowdin' talker Down under is forever and a day It ain’t no wonder why more folks don’t find the time 'Cause it takes time to get down under Things out there can kill ya From the critters to the thunder It's been forever and a day since I have been down under Down under is forever and a day Down under is forever and a day There’s always somethin’ thrilling To get your heart a racin' No shit I've had the notion But that ain't what I’m chasin' And life is more than treasures born From sense a light and pleasure And I would not take a thing From my journey out under Vegemite and flying kites the opposite way With crocodilian convicts And the criminally insane Down under is forever and a day It ain't no wonder why more folks don’t find the time 'Cause it takes time to get down under Things out there can kill ya worse Than critters and the thunder It's been forever and a day since I have been down under Down under is forever and a day Down under is forever and a day Down under is forever and a day Down under is forever and a day Forever and a day Forever and a day Forever and a day Forever and a day Forever and a day Forever and a day
I ain't bad, I'm just lazy, and I ain't got around to it I shot it on Wednesday, and it's almost the next How long do I have to call it in and be legal Or is it sufficient if I honor my tags? I was askin' myself as I explained to Dylan The importance of havin' your license, you see 'Cause you never can tell when a warden will roll in They got more authority than the great God, I think I can hear 'em now talkin', ah, God, it is scandalous They were took in for poachin', they were both packin' heat They were crossin' state lines, they were drivin' a Caddy With a cab full of dogs and a trunk full of meat They'd think we were high, they'd say I was slippin' Trill told me 'bout somethin' that his buddies call lean It sounds like a drag, I like my drugs, methy But if I's runnin' with him, they'd suspect it of me I can hear 'em now talkin', ah, God, it is scandalous His Papaw'd be rollin', I don't know where he strayed I know that you'd know him, he's the one on the rad'ya He's the one with the vid'ya of the coal minin' gays I can hear 'em now talkin', ah, God, it is scandalous He could have been somethin' if he weren't such a mess If he hadn't went broke, God cancel him sideways We lost us another to the others, I guess I told Trill of a place where they took your belongings And they sold 'em at auction twice a year for the state They'd get a 32 North Star, some pistols, a cooler The weed would walk off, and the dogs they would take And if they couldn't relearn 'em, my God, it is scandalous They'd go to a shelter, they'd give 'em away A dog that's worth stacks, a one-in-a-million The pride of the kennel, McDowell Kennels' face I hope we keep all our dogs, I'm too busy for prison And if you get to squintin' in my own unique way I'm pretty enough that, God, it'd be scandalous I'm a miner at heart, so I'd dig out a way And I'd stand there like Dufresne, far enough from the searchlight And flip off you bastards in the sewage and rain I'd howl like a dog, I'd sound like a real one I'd burn like a candle and grin in your face I'd howl like a dog, I'd sound like a real one I'd burn like a candle and grin in your face
(One, two, one-two-three-four) I flung the door open and let the heat rise To heat up the world 'cause I thought it was mine And all the while, all my plants froze inside 'Cause there's only so much to go 'round And it took me some tries and a whole lotta kindling But when the lesson arrived, it only took me a minute To learn there are some things are better off freezing I can tell you a few that I've found Hate is a thing that can poison your veins And get in your eyes when you're sweating on stage Shifting around for a clock on the wall Tell you it's almost over Vans that keep rolling and times for the birds The chirp in your ears, all the rumors they heard Flying above all the good in this world Shitting on cattle and clover Now when I was a young boy, I thought I could track And an old-timer sat down and reached me a sack And he told me all of the knowledge I lacked On an ornery ol' thing called a Snipe He picked me up on a Friday, and he dropped me in Charley Told me when he'd be back, and he went off to party And I sat on the hill like a Jeremiah Johnson And I froze my dumb ass off all night And that's the way that I feel when I look at our past And the handshakes you gave me, if you're callin' them that And the snickers you tried to pass off as laughs And the way your eyes never met mine Paranoia's a thing that you're makin' when sleep Ain't a thing you recall, ain't a habit you keep One ol' boy's nightmare is another fool's dream It's all in the way that you hold her Hotels are lonely, I reckon I'd know I've spent many of night in between shows Looking at paint as it dries on the wall On a booger you just painted over Life reminds me of a card game we played as a kid Where you laid down the deck 'til you got to the end Early on, there's a joker got lost 'neath the fridge Over time, all the queens moved in with him And I'd say the boy, had him an absolute ball But he ruined the card game for all us involved And I let it take me over like kudzu in Georgia And I hope you don't do that again
I wanna go to India Put faces to paper, put visuals to words that I've read Get a better understandin' of the culture that's surroundin' All the scriptures I've been poundin', watch 'em play out inside my head I'd go to Kurukshetra You know, I couldn't even tell you if I am or not pronouncin' it right But comin' from a cousin lovin' clubfoot somethin'-somethin' Backwood searcher, I would hope that you'd admire the try I'd go to all the places Where Nurada stood I'd read the Bhagavad Gita I'd read the song by God You know the Bhagavad Gita You know, the Gita's just a chapter in an epic 'bout a footbridge wide I'd love to tell ya 'bout it, though I'm 'fraid it'd take forever I'm 'fraid it'd take forever, and I'd hate to take up all of your time But anyways, I read it I read it to the credits, and Vyasa wrote it masterfully It took a little under two years for me to make it through But now I'm here and tellin' you it changed me metaphysically It taught me all about Dharma The thing I ought to do 'Til the big man dances and starts it all anew (start again) It taught me all about Dharma The thing I ought to do Until the big man dances and starts it all anew I wanna Tirtha Yatra Roll like the Pandavas with my brothers and my mom and wife All the boys could bring their ladies, 'cause the one that Indra gave me Is the momma to my babies and I ain't about to split my nights It wouldn't be all different To how we're actually livin' 'cept we'd leave behind all our merch But we'd bring along our fiddles, basses and rental guitars and mandolins 'Cause that's the way that Dharma works We'd play Louisville Breakdown We'd play Shelvin Rock We'd sing Hare Krishna We'd play a song by God
Back when I was young and gay, in the fledgling of my prime Back then, when I blew through all my time You met me like a gurgling spring And I a stream nearby Hardly even noticing it passing I'd court the fairest far and wide I'd walk the hills and ridges I met them in their parlor rooms a-fancy I'd drink and swarp, swarp and spark Through all the towns I'd ride And went about a tomcat and a dandy From Catlettsburg to Bluefield, boys I've seen and had a time I gave my all and took my pleasures randy Toe to toe, cheek to cheek And waltz on a switchblade knife I went about a tomcat and a dandy When the curtain falls on the part I play Too soon for the ones that knowed me Raise a toast and toss me roses from the balcony Let the thorn and flower and the warm applause Be right and proper eulogy Not a dry eye 'mongst the tomcats and the dandies
See the malligator on the passenger side Uzi is a bad dog, Uzi gonna bite If you ever get the vibe you wanna fuck around and find Gib laut Drag you out a hole, run you up a tree Cut it down with his own bare teeth Hit you in the mouth, so copperhead mean Drag you to the feet of Trill Ain't a man in the holler like Dirty Ought Trill Huntin' them white tail ruttin' on the hill Throwin' that lead, layin' 'em still 'Neath the trees when leaves all die Raised in the bricks where the blue lights scream Somethin' like a beagle with a fever dream To getcha in the grips of their little saw teeth Or hunt ya 'til they wear ya down He kept his head down and hustled like he's haulin' mail Circled back and bobbin' 'til they lost the trail Watchin' in the thicket as they wag their tails Lookin' like a punk-ass clown Ain't a man in the holler like Dirty Ought Trill Huntin' them white tail ruttin' on the hill Throwin' that lead, layin' 'em still 'Neath the trees when leaves all die (Man in the holler like Dirty Ought Trill) (Huntin' them white tail ruttin' on the hill) (Throwin' that lead, layin' 'em still) (Ain't a man in the holler like Dirty Ought Trill) (Huntin' them white tail ruttin' on the hill) (Throwin' that lead, layin' 'em still) (Ain't a man in the holler like Dirty Ought Trill) (Huntin' them white tail ruttin' on the hill) (Throwin' that lead, layin' 'em still), Still He said, "Hunt ya up a plan, track it to the end Run it through the valley o'er the ridge and in a den Fight it like O'Malley 'til ya get the win Until ya do, brother, don't slow down" Ain't a man in the holler like Dirty Ought Trill Huntin' them white tail ruttin' on the hill Throwin' that lead, layin' 'em still 'Neath the trees when leaves all die Ain't a man in the holler like Dirty Ought Trill Huntin' them white tail ruttin' on the hill Throwin' that lead, layin' 'em still (still) (Ain't a man in the holler like Dirty Ought Trill) (Huntin' them white tail ruttin' on the hill) (Throwin' that lead, layin' 'em still) (Ain't a man in the holler like Dirty Ought Trill) (Huntin' them white tail ruttin' on the hill) (Throwin' that lead, layin' 'em still) Drag ya out a hole, run you up a tree Cut it down with his own bare teeth Hit you in the mouth, so copperhead mean Drag you to the feet of Trill See the malligator on the passenger side Uzi is a bad dog, who's he gonna bite If he ever get the vibe, you wanna fuck around and find (Man in the holler like Dirty Ought Trill) (Huntin' them white tail ruttin' on the hill) (Throwin' that lead, layin' 'em still) (Ain't a man in the holler like Dirty Ought Trill) (Huntin' them white tail ruttin' on the hill) (Throwin' that lead, layin' 'em still)
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