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Country Blues
05:06
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Come all you good time people while I have money to spend
For tomorrow might be Monday and I'll neither have a dollar nor a friend
Now when I had plenty of money good people my friends were gathered around
Just as soon as my pocketbook was empty, not a friend on this earth to be found
Well I wrote my woman a letter good people, told her I had landed in jail
She wrote me back her answer saying honey I got no money to go your bail
All around this old jail house is hainted good people, forty dollars won't pay my fine
Corn liquor has surrounded my body, pretty women troubling my mind
Well my daddy taught me plenty good people, but my mama she taught me more
She said son if you don't quit your rough and rowdy ways you'll have trouble at your door
Boys if you don't quit your drinking, someday you're gonna end up like me
You'll slave away all the live long day in a dirty penitentiary
Give me cornbread when I'm hungry good people, corn liquor when I'm dry
Give me pretty women when I'm lonesome, boys, sweet heaven when I die
Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow good people, dig it deep in the cold, cold ground
You can gather round all you good time friends and see this old rounder go down
And when I am dead and buried good people with my pale face turned toward the sun
You can stand around little woman and think of what you have done
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If He Really Wants You
02:07
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I stand alone here in a crowded room
My thoughts start to wander from the dancers and the tune
They're swinging and they're swaying but it just don't feel right
If he really wants you he will come home tonight
She's pretty and she's partial and nice as she is meek
He met her at an incident at Antietam creek
He's tall and he is handsome, some say he's bona fide
If he really wants you he will come home tonight
Beer as hard as cider is jailbait to a prince
I loved you when you were drunk I haven't missed you since
Mountains cut the river it runs both deep and wide
If he really wants you he will come home tonight
My heart works like a spark plug, my mind's a diplomat
My eyes are in my sockets, my money's in my hat
The days are long and easy but the dark is hematite
If he really wants you he will come home tonight
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3. |
That's Not The Issue
02:55
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You've got a problem, I think you know
I'll tell you mine before you go
You've been thinking about somebody new
That's not the issue
Secrets, I got some too
And I'll tell you mine before I say goodbye to you
I've been thinking about leaving too
That's not the issue
I'm leaving, I'm leaving now
I'd say goodbye, but I don't know how
You've been sleeping with somebody new
That's not the issue
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4. |
This Time Tomorrow Night
03:57
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It's been five years of waiting for you to show me a sign
I've been doing my best to show you what is really on my mind
Well I know you see right through me but sometimes you look right past
I am standing here waiting all I need is just one chance
I don't know what it takes to get you to love me but I'm doing everything I can
I'd give you the match if it helps you start the fire
And if it's flying a plane across the ocean just to be right by your side
You can count on the fact that I'll be there by this time tomorrow night
Friday nights you go downtown, fall in love with someone new
I fake a smile and say I like her cause what else can I do?
When I find ya sad and lonely and you're hanging round my door
Well I know that she ain't me so tell me what you're looking for
Packed your bags, got a ticket, headed one way out of town
You say there's nothing here for you, not even love to be found
And I know, you see right through me, won't you look me in the eye
You'll see love right here before you she's not ready to say goodbye
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Wine
05:21
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I'm the mother of high lonesome, I'm a sister to sin and pain
I'm the matron saint of hurting and a mistress of going insane
I've been told I'm a real cold lady, I don't feel like I'm either one
Cause I'm a quarter mile past caring and I'm staring right into the sun
You can find me where the teardrops fall like rain
I'm drinking this bottle of wine and singing the same damn refrain
Been known to put my heart out and I been known to watch it break
I tried my hand at faithful, now it feels like I'm losing my faith
And every man I met just kept moving on, And I'll be damned if I don't do the same
And I'll pay no mind to those broken hearts, yeah I couldn't care less who's to blame
You can find me where the teardrops fall like rain
I'm drinking this bottle of wine and singing the same damn refrain
One of these days I'll stop hurting, one of these days I'll be gone
I'll commit one final murder- one more heartbreak and then I'll be done
So Lord, when you call me I'm ready, cause I'm done with this world that I'm in
Til then I'll try to hold steady- Til I see my one true love again
You can find me where the teardrops fall like rain
I'm drinking this bottle of wine and singing the same damn refrain
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6. |
Little Birdie
01:55
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Little birdie, little birdie, come sing to me your song
I've a short time to stay here and a long time to be gone
Rather be in some dark hollow where the sun don't ever shine
Than for you to be another's darling and now you'd never be mine
Little birdie, little birdie, what makes you fly so high
When you know that my true love is waiting in the sky
Take me to old Dixie, to my old Kentucky home
Got no father or no mother, no place to call my home
Little birdie, little birdie, come sing to me your song
Well you've caused me lots of trouble and you've caused me to go wrong
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