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As A Rule
02:09
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Well I know I’m not the only one that lives like this
Smoke’n shit and drinkin piss
Showin’ up with a bag of roaches
A pack wild dogs in the motor coach
I aim to plan for the worst and hope to miss
And I reckon there ain’t a lot of folks
That view the world the way I do
You oughta treat me just like I treat you
Sow what you reap and reap what you sow
Drive the speed limit in Ohio
And if you’re gonna start somethin’ see it through
I fly under the radar
Every time I hit the highway
And I love to see the country flyin’ by
the clouds look purple but I don’t see rain
Maybe that acid ate a hole in my brain
But I’d like to think I’m just high
Now when I come to town
Set a place for me
The boys and me are thirsty for good times
So bring out all your party favors
Old time heads and candy ravers
Ima goin’ up if you throw down a line
You don’t know me
You don’t know what I’ve been through
You ain’t walked a mile in these boots
I miss cigarettes every which way
& the lord knows I miss dope each day
But I’m the one to blame as a rule
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2. |
City Livin'
03:07
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City livin ain't easy
for a country boy at heart
I need woods, clean air
And two track dirt roads
To keep from fallin' apart
Yet it seems I've gotta find a way
Every single working day
To just keep my head down and do my part
That just ain't been workin' out at all
Lunch break, smoke break,
Listen to a hot take
And try’n make sense if it all
Days go by like yesterday’s wine
I got a lotta nothin’ to show for my time
And that just ain’t been workin’ out at all
Country livin’ comes easy
If your heart’s already there
The buzz of town is a distant dream
Sittin’ in the shade with a breeze in the air
You’ll no longer find your days
Caught up runnin’ in the big rat race
Fighting for the scraps
That the rich folks choose to share
That just ain't been workin' out at all
Lunch break, smoke break,
Listen to a hot take
And try’n make sense if it all
Days go by like yesterday’s wine
I got a lotta nothin’ to show for my time
And that just ain’t been workin’ out at all
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3. |
Call My Bluff
03:16
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Those big ole dreams
In this little old town
Three kids later
Came crashing on down
With the lot rent due
And the gas bill too
I need a miracle to survive this week
Twenty-two years
on the same old grind
Only four days a week
but it’s 9 to 9
You gotta do what
you gotta do to get by
And I’d need a miracle to survive this week
Meaning well and such ain’t ever the stuff
That makes one dear to us
You know how the road to hell gets paved
And you know how to call my bluff
Call my bluff
I need to take a little time for myself this year
Plant a garden, go fishin, maybe even brew my own beer
Ya I need a little bit of time for myself this year
And I need this weekend to take me away from here
Take me away
Lord knows I been
tryin’ real hard
Building my credit
Even got me a car
I don’t blow my paycheck
On nights in the bar
But I’ll need a miracle to survive this week
Meaning well and such ain’t ever the stuff
That makes one dear to us
You know how the road to hell gets paved
And you know how to call my bluff
Call my bluff
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4. |
Why Bother
02:43
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Sometimes you ride
Sometimes you fall
Sometimes you shine
Sometimes you’re dull
If it ain’t one thing it’s another
Makes you wonder why bother
At all
Today the dark clouds almost won
It was thunder & lightning & I was numb
The head games that you play
When you’re a lonely old stray
Are enough to put a dead fox on the run
They say that dark times are to come
Well I say come on and get you some
I don’t mean to feed your fears
But dark times been here for years
And it don’t look good now playin dumb
Sometimes you ride
Sometimes you fall
Sometimes you shine
Sometimes you’re dull
If it ain’t one thing it’s another
Makes you wonder why bother
At all
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5. |
You Got That Right
02:19
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Been livin on hand me downs
Re-brewin’ old coffee grounds
Line dancin’ in a zig-zag
With the savvy of an old fag
I can make a mean cornbread
Got the recipe in my head
Came from an old farmer
Named Fanny, she’s a charmer
Whoa you got that right
Whoa you got that right
Been playin that waiting game
Slow car on the fast train
Think I just might derail
Jump on a ship and set sail
Tried to step up to the plate
Don’t ya know I swung too late
Tried to light a hot fire
But only had a pile of wet tires
Whoa you got that right
Whoa you got that right
Well, it don't matter if you do or you don't
If you can or you can't or you will or you won't
I'm gonna do my thing until I die
I'm gonna do my thing until I die
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6. |
To Begin Again
02:37
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To begin again
Something must end
That’s everything then
No time to mend
Yesterday’s trend
Goodbye my friend
To begin again
First steps must be taken
Like bread needs breakin
The yard needs rakin
Love needs makin
Beliefs get shaken
Don’t blow your heart up shooting cocaine
Find yourself surfin’ round the astral plane
One heroic dose over the threshold
Ya ain’t no stoic if ya let yourself unfold
1 I, 2 I, 3 I’ll go
I’ve been around but ain’t no cotton-eyed Joe
To begin again
Blurred vision clearing
A road not veering
No end nearing
All terms endearing
And no judgment leering
To begin again
Old nightmares mastered
Awaken faster, have no disasters
In verdant pastures
Of Sweet Williams and Asters
To begin again
To begin again
To begin again and again and again
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7. |
Carhartt Cowboy
02:50
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I don’t get mad at you for getting up early
Please don’t be mad at me for staying up late
You know my hours are a little bit surly
From when the sun goes down
to when the devil wakes
But there’ll be angels in the mornin’
When the joy comes if you believe
In that hopeful sentiment
And I’ll always be here for you
Until the heavens makes me prove
when I cried for mercy that I meant it
I’ll be your Carhartt cowboy
I’ll be your fancy-dudded dude
I’ll be everything in between
That you want me to
I’ll be your cookin-up-chow-boy
Your holy-cow-wow-boy
It’s all up to you
I’ll do anything you want me to
You know never slowin’ down will wear ya thin
Even if you’re ridin high with a master plan
And you know the shape I get myself in
Between a couple drinks & now I need a hand
I been waitin’ on the mornin when the joy come
Cause I’m a fool for hopeful sentiment
You’ve been tossed about with me
Like two old souls lost at sea
ridin’ out the waves til they relent
I’ll be your Carhartt cowboy
I’ll be your fancy-dudded dude
I’ll be everything in between
That you want me to
I’ll be your cookin’-up-chow boy
Your holy-cow-wow boy
Runnin’-that-plow boy
Look what you did now, boy
It’s all up to you
I’ll do anything you want me to
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8. |
Tire Tracks
02:48
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Well…
We’ll leave only tire tracks
And take only memories
I know a trail that winds its way
On back through the trees
To a clearing in the moonlight
Where we can fool around all night
Aw, Baby, just you and me
Making sweet loving memories
Let’s take that old county road
that sorta goes through
See what kind of trouble we can get up to
Got a four wheel drive that just don’t work quite right
I’m not so secretly hoping we get stuck tonight
We’ll leave only tire tracks
And we’ll take only memories
I know a trail that winds its way
On back through the trees
To a clearing in the moonlight
Where we can fool around all night
Aw, Baby, just you and me
Making sweet loving memories
Got a cold case of beer if you want one
If you want dinner I’ll catch you some
My old fishin’ pole sits behind the seat
And I can see the mayflies on the creek
We’ll leave only tire tracks
And we’ll take only memories
I know a trail that winds its way
On back through the trees
To a clearing in the moonlight
Where we can fool around all night
Aw, Baby, just you and me
Making sweet loving memories
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9. |
The Last Roundup
03:13
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If I don’t see you
Then I’ll see you
at the last round up
Where we’ll gather round again
and drink that same old cup
We’ll relive our best old times
And forget about the bad
We’ll saddle up and ride out
On The best trip we’ve ever had
Clouds roll by
Day turns to night
The stars up high
Are shining bright
Moments of zen
Now and then
Little bits of heaven
The end
Time and space
have acquiesced
At the last round up
Forever don’t make sense
And death is so abrupt
Am I just a speck of cosmic dust
Fleeing the scene
On the windshield of a spaceship microbus
Good Lord, what does it mean
Clouds roll by
Day turns to night
The stars up high
Are shining bright
Moments of zen
Now and then
Little bits of heaven
The end
Clouds roll by
Day turns to night
The stars up high
Are shining bright
Moments of zen
Now and then
Little bits of heaven
The end
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10. |
Even Though
03:12
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I guess I still write songs and play guitar in hopes that I’d
make my daddy proud
He’s been gone a long long time but you know
I wish he was still around
I’d love to play along with him again
And show him all the licks I’ve learned
I’ve been through his old songbooks
And I didn’t leave a page unturned
I’d sit and pick a G run while he strummed
Along with a heavy right hand
Maybe I’d have him come out to a show
And even sit in with the band
I can almost hear our voices as they joined
In that old church harmony
And I’d ask him to say a prayer for
Everything I do that’s harmin’ me
Even though he had to die
for me to be the man that I’ve become
I’d give anything to hear him sing again
Don’t take your guns to town, son
I cried when Mr. Hall told his dad he’d call
And promised him he’d write
Sometimes an old song can feel too real
When it hits you just right
I ain’t been home for much of nothing now
In seven years or more
And I’d get out of my head if I could
find the will to just kick down the door
Even though he’s gone I thank the Lord
That he played a good role
But I’d do anything to sing with him again
What would you give in exchange for your soul
What would you give
In exchange
What would you give
In exchange
What would you give in exchange for your soul?
For if today
God should call you away
What would you give
In exchange for your soul?
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