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Slippin' and a slidin' playin' Dominos
Leftin' and a rightin' ain't a crime you know
Well, I gotta tell the story
Before it's time to go.
Are you ready for the country
Are you ready for me
Are you ready for the country
Ain't that a sight to see?
Talkin' to a preacher
Said God was on his side
Talkin' to a butcher
They both were sellin' hides.
Well, I gotta tell the story boys
I don't know the reason why
Are you ready for the country
Are you ready for me
Are you ready for the country
Ain't that a sight to see?
Are you ready for the country
Are you ready for me
Are you ready for the country
Ain't that a sight to see?...
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By the time I get to Phoenix
She'll be rising
She'll find the note I left hanging on her door
She'll laugh, when she reads the part that says I'm leaving
Cause I've left that girl, so many times before
By the time I make Albuquerque
She'll be working
She'll probably stop at lunch,
And give me a call
But she'll just hear that phone keep on ringing
Off the wall, that's all
By the time I make Oklahoma
She'll be sleeping
She'll turn softly and call my name out low
And she'll cry, just to think, I'd really leave her
Though time and time I've tried to tell her so
She just didn't know,
I would really go
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cAn't yOU sEE 75-11
06:04
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I'm gonna take a freight train, down at the station
I don't care where it goes
Gonna climb me a mountain, the highest mountain, Lord,
Gonna jump off, nobody gonna know
Can't you see, can't you see, what that woman, she been doin' to me
Can't you see, can't you see, what that woman been doin' to me
I'm gonna find me a hole in the wall, gonna crawl inside and die
That lady, mean ol' woman Lord, never told me goodbye
Can't you see, can't you see, what that woman she been doin' to me
Can't you see, can't you see, what that woman been doin' to me
Gonna buy me a ticket now, as far as I can, ain't never comin' back
Take me Southbound, all the way to Georgia now, till the train run out of track
Can't you see, can't you see, what that woman, she been doin' to me
Can't you see, can't you see, what that woman been doin' to me
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couNtrY boY 75-11
03:08
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Livin' in the city
Ain't never been my idea of gettin' it on
But the job demands that you make new plans
Before your big chance is gone
You get a house in the hills
You're payin' everyone's bills
And they tell you that you're gonna go far
But in the back of my mind
I hear it time after time
"Is that who you really are?"
Country boy, you got your feet in L.A.
But your mind's on Tennessee
Lookin' back, I can remember the time
When I sang my songs for free
Country boy, you got your feet in L.A.
Take a look at everything you own
But now and then, my heart keeps goin' home
Talkin' on the telephone
Settin' up another day of people to meet
You've gotta do what's right
You've gotta spend the night
Stayin' in touch with the street
When you're surrounded by friends
They say the fun never ends
But I guess I'll never figure it out
'Cause in the back of my mind
I hear it time after time
"Is this what it's all about?"
Country boy, you got your feet in L.A.
But your mind's on Tennessee
Lookin' back, I can remember the time
When I sang my songs for free
Country boy, you got your feet in L.A.
Take a look at everything you own
But now and then, my heart keeps goin' home
Country boy, you got your feet in L.A.
But your mind's on Tennessee
Lookin' back, I can remember the time
When I sang my songs for free
Country boy, you got your feet in L.A.
Take a look at everything you own
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Took my family away from our Carolina home
Had dreams about the west and started to roam
Six long months on a dust covered trail
They say heaven's at the end
But so far it's been hell
And there's fire on the mountain
Lightening in the air
Gold in them hills and it's waiting for me there
We were digging and shifting from five to five
Selling everything we found just to stay alive
Gold flowed free like the whiskey in the bars
Sinning was the big thin Lord
And Satan was the star
And there's fire on the mountain
Lightening in the air
Gold in them hills and it's waiting for me there
Dance hall girls were the evening treat
Empty cartridges and blood lined the gutters of the street
Men were shot down for the sake of fun
Or just to hear the noise of their 44 guns
And there's fire on the mountain
Lightening in the air
Gold in them hills and it's waiting for me there
Now my widow, she weeps by my grave
Tears flow free for her man she couldn't save
Shot down in cold blood by a gun that carried fame
All for a useless and no good worthless claim
And there's fire on the mountain
Lightening in the air
Gold in them hills and it's waiting for me there
Fire on the mountain
Lightening in the air
Gold in them hills and it's waiting for me there
Waiting for me there
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gaLvEStoN 69-11
02:42
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Galveston, oh Galveston, I still hear your sea winds blowin'
I still see her dark eyes glowin'
She was 21 when I left Galveston
Galveston, oh Galveston, I still hear your sea waves crashing
While I watch the cannons flashing
I clean my gun and dream of Galveston
I still see her standing by the water
Standing there lookin' out to sea
And is she waiting there for me?
On the beach where we used to run
Galveston, oh Galveston, I am so afraid of dying
Before I dry the tears she's crying
Before I watch your sea birds flying in the sun
At Galveston, at Galveston
[Instrumental to end]
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gEnTle oN my MInd 67-11
02:52
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It's knowin' that your door is always open
And your path is free to walk
That makes me tend to leave my sleepin' bag
Rolled up and stashed behind your couch
And it's knowin' I'm not shackled
By forgotten words and bonds
And the ink stains that have dried upon some line
That keeps you in the back roads
By the rivers of my memory
That keeps you ever gentle on my mind
It's not clingin' to the rocks and ivy
Planted on their columns now that bind me
Or something that somebody said because
They thought we fit together walkin'
It's just knowing that the world
Will not be cursing or forgiving
When I walk along some railroad track and find
That you're movin' on the back roads
By the rivers of my memory
And for hours you're just gentle on my mind
Though the wheat fields and the clothes lines
And the junkyards and the highways come between us
And some other woman's cryin' to her mother
'Cause she turned and I was gone
I still might run in silence
Tears of joy might stain my face
And the summer sun might burn me till I'm blind
But not to where I cannot see
You walkin' on the back roads
By the rivers flowin' gentle on my mind
I dip my cup of soup back from a gurglin' cracklin' cauldron
In some train yard
My beard a rustlin' coal pile
And a dirty hat pulled low across my face
Through cupped hands 'round a tin can
I pretend to hold you to my breast and find
That you're waitin' from the back roads
By the rivers of my memory
Ever smilin', ever gentle on my mind
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haLF tHe waY 78-11
04:00
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Half of your love is just not what I'm after
Part of your world is just not what I need
Some of your time is like one glass of water
Just leaves me thirsty for wine
So fill me up to the top
Wo don't you stop till I'm over-flowing
Love is the seed and, babe, I need you
To keep it growing
Stronger every day; Oh, no
Don't take me half the way
Don't take me half the way.
Never before have I settled for second
All of my life I have hungered for more
Now I can see where your sweet love can lead me
This is what I've waited for
Half of your love is just not what I'm after
Part of your world is just not what I need
Now I can see where your sweet love can lead me
This is what I've waited for
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I ain't never been with a woman long enough
For my boots to get old
We've been together so long now
They both need resoled
If I ever settle down
You'd be my kind
And it's a good time for me
To head on down the line
Heard it in a love song (3x)
Can't be wrong
I'm the kinda man likes to get his way
Like to start dreaming about
Tomorrow, today
Never said that I love you
even though its so
Where's that duffle bag of mine?
It's time to go
Heard it in a love song (3x)
Can't be wrong
I'm gonna be leaving
At the break of dawn
Wish you could come
But I don't need no woman taggin along
I'll sneak out that door
Couldn't stand to see you cry
I'd stay another year if I saw a ctear drop in your eye
Heard it in a love song (3x)
Can't be wrong
I never had a damn thing, but what I had
I had to leave it behind
You're the hardest thing
I ever tried to get off of my mind
Always something greener on the other side of that hill
I was born a wrangler and a rounder
and I guess I always will
Heard it in a love song (3x)
Can't be wrong
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I was sure I'd lost my chance for forever
I never dreamed we'd ever meet again
Now here we are alone once more together
Doing all the loving things we used to do back then
Its we like never said goodbye love
You're just a little shy love
But you sure remember how to make me smile
A different bed a different ceiling
But still that same old feeling
As I hold you close I almost want to cry
Cause it feels just like we never said goodbye
Its good to hear you talk about the old times
Its good to hear your sweet voice once again
Right now all I want to do is touch you
And feel the love start happening
The way it happened then
Its we like never said goodbye love
We're both a little shy love
But you sure remember how to make me smile
A different bed a different ceiling
But still that same old feeling
As I hold you close I almost want to cry
'Cause it feels just like we never said goodbye
Its we like never said goodbye love
We're both a little shy love
But you sure remember how to make me smile
A different bed a different ceiling
But still that same old feeling
As I hold you close I almost want to cry
'Cause it feels just like we never said goodbye
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kENtUcky RaIN 70-12
03:10
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Seven lonely days and a dozen towns ago
I reached out one night and you were gone
Don't know why you'd run, what you're running to or from
All I know is I want to bring you home
So I'm walking in the rain, thumbin' for a ride
On this lonely Kentucky backroad
I've loved you much too long; my love's too strong
To let you go, never knowing what went wrong.
Kentucky rain keeps pouring down,
And up ahead's another town that I'll go walking through
With the rain in my shoes, searchin for you
In the cold Kentucky rain, in the cold Kentucky rain.
Showed your photograph to some old gray bearded men
Sitting on a bench outside a general store
They said "Yes, she's been here"
But their memory wasn't clear.
Was it yesterday? No, wait the day before.
Finally got a ride, with a preacher man who asked,
"Where you bound on such a cold, dark afternoon?"
As we drove on through the rain, as he listened I explained
And he left me with a prayer that I'd find you.
Kentucky rain keeps pouring down,
And up ahead's another town that I'll go walking through
With the rain in my shoes, searchin for you
In the cold Kentucky rain, in the cold Kentucky rain.
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There only two things in life that make it worth livin'
That's guitars that tune good and firm feelin' women
I don't need my name in the marquis lights
I got my song and I got you with me tonight
Maybe it's time we got back to the basics of love
Let's go to Luckenbach Texas with Waylon and Willie and the boys
This successful life we're livin' got us fueding
like the Hatfield and McCoys
Between Hank Williams pain songs, Newberry's train songs
and blue eyes cryin' in the rain out in Luckenbach Texas
ain't nobody feelin' no pain
So baby let's sell your diamond ring
Buy some boots and faded jeans and go away
This coat and tie is choking me
In your high society you cry all day
We've been so busy keepin' up with the Jones
Four car garage and we're still building on
Maybe it's time we got back to the basics of love
Chorus:
Let's go to Luckenbach Texas with Waylon and Willie and the boys
This successful life we're livin' got us fueding
like the Hatfield and McCoys
Between Hank Williams pain songs, Newberry's train songs
and blue eyes cryin' in the rain out in Luckenbach Texas
ain't nobody feelin' no pain
Let's go to Luckenbach Texas with Waylon and Willie and the boys
This successful life we're livin' got us fueding
like the Hatfield and McCoys
Between Hank Williams pain songs, Newberry's train songs
and blue eyes cryin' in the rain out in Luckenbach Texas
ain't nobody feelin' no pain
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Cowboys ain't easy to love and they're harder to hold
They'd rather give you a song than diamonds and gold
Lonestar belt buckles and old faded Levis
Each night begins a new day
If you don't understand him he don't like you
He'll probably just ride away
Mamas don't let you babies grow up to be cowboys
Don't let 'em pick guitars and ride an old horse
Let 'em be doctors and lawyers and such.
Mamas don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys
For they never stay home and they're always alone
Even with someone they love
Cowboys like smokey old pool rooms and clear mountain mornings
Little warm puppies and children and girls of the night
Them that don't know him won't like him
And them that do sometimes won't know how to take him
If he's wrong he's just different
But his pride won't let him do things to make you think he's right
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rHinEsToNe CoWBoy 75-11
03:12
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I've been walkin' these streets so long
Singin' the same old song
I know every crack in these dirty sidewalks of Broadway
Where hustle's the name of the game
And nice guys get washed away like the snow and the rain
There's been a load of compromisin'
On the road to my horizon
But I'm gonna be where the lights are shinin' on me
Like a rhinestone cowboy
Riding out on a horse in a star-spangled rodeo
Like a rhinestone cowboy
Getting cards and letters from people I don't even know
And offers comin' over the phone
Well, I really don't mind the rain
And a smile can hide all the pain
But you're down when you're ridin' the train that's takin' the long way
And I dream of the things I'll do
With a subway token and a dollar tucked inside my shoe
There'll be a load of compromisin'
On the road to my horizon
But I'm gonna be where the lights are shinin' on me
Like a rhinestone cowboy
Riding out on a horse in a star-spangled rodeo
Rhinestone cowboy
Gettin' cards and letters from people I don't even know
And offers comin' over the phone
Like a rhinestone cowboy
Riding out on a horse in a star-spangled rodeo
Like a rhinestone cowboy
Gettin' card and letters from people I don't even know
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soMEdaY sOOn 59-18
03:50
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There's a young man that I know whose age is twenty-one
Comes from down in southern Colorado
Just out of the service, he's lookin' for his fun
Someday soon, goin' with him someday soon
My parents can not stand him 'cause he rides the rodeo
My father says that he will leave me cryin'
I would follow him right down the roughest road I know
Someday soon, goin' with him someday soon
But when he comes to call, my pa ain't got a good word to say
Guess it's 'cause he's just as wild in his younger days
So blow, you old Blue Northern, blow my love to me
He's ridin' in tonight from California
He loves his damned old rodeo as much as he loves me
Someday soon, goin' with him someday soon
When he comes to call, my pa ain't got a word to say
Guess it's 'cause he's just as wild in his younger days
So blow, you old blue northern, blow my love to me
He's ridin' in tonight from California
He loves his damned old rodeo as much as he loves me
Someday soon, goin' with him someday soon
Someday soon, goin' with him
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Almost heaven, West Virginia, Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah River.
Life is old there, older than the trees, younger than the mountains, blowing like a breeze.
Country roads, take me home to the place I belong.
West Virginia, mountain mamma, take me home, country roads.
All my memories gather round her, miner's lady, stranger to blue water.
Dark and dusty, painted on the sky, misty taste of moonshine, teardrop in my eye.
Country roads, take me home to the place I belong.
West Virginia, mountain mamma, take me home, country roads.
I hear her voice in the morning hour, she calls me, the radio reminds me of my home far away.
And driving down the road I get a feeling that I should have been home yesterday, yesterday.
Country roads, take me home to the place I belong.
West Virginia, mountain mamma, take me home, country roads.
Country roads, take me home to the place I belong.
West Virginia, mountain mamma, take me home, country roads
Take me home now, country roads,
Take me home now, country roads.
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tOO maNy loVerS 81-12
03:46
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You gotta be rough, you gotta be tough
If you're gonna fall in love these days
You gotta keep an eye open all the time
Or you'll get your heart broke along the way
These days too many lovers
These days not enough love
These days so much danger
To be aware of
Games and lies, lies and games
Made up faces with counterfeit names
Too many lovers
Not enough love these days
It's gonna take time if your gonna find
The perfect kind of love that you dream about
It's out there on the street but everyone you meet
Won't always tell the truth so you better watch out
These days too many lovers
These days not enough love
These days so much danger
To be aware of
Games and lies, lies and games
Made up faces with counterfeit names
Too many lovers
Not enough love these days
Each night, all night
At night it's a brand new dance
That love, your love, true love is bound to change
There's too many lovers
You gotta be rough, you gotta be tough
If you're gonna fall in love these days
You gotta keep an eye open all the time
Or you'll get your heart broke along the way
These days too many lovers
These days not enough love
These days so much danger
To be aware of
Games and lies, lies and games
Made up faces with counterfeit names
Too many lovers
Not enough love these days
Too many lovers
Not enough love these days
Too many lovers
Not enough love these days
Too many lovers
Not enough love these days
Too many, too many lovers
Too many, too many lovers
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WicHitA LiNEman 68-13
03:04
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I am a lineman for the county.
And I drive the main road.
Searching in the sun for another overload.
I hear you singing in the wire.
I can hear you thru the whine.
And the Wichita Lineman,
is still on the line.
I know I need a small vacation.
But it don't look like rain.
And if it snows that stretch down south,
won't ever stand the strain.
And I need you more than want you.
And I want you for all time.
And the Wichita Lineman,
is still on the line.
And I need you more than want you.
And I want you for all time.
And the Wichita Lineman,
is still on the line
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Sittin on my bed a thinkin
Thinking that my heart is sinkin
Everyday the world goes by
With you gone
All I do is dream about you
Living aint a life with out you
Honey can you find it in you
To come back home
Never miss a real good thing
I know what it means
Never see the light of day
til it goes away
Never want a drink of water
Til the well runs dry
Never miss a real good thing
Til he says good-bye
I guess you must of had your reasons
Maybe you were right in leavin
I know you never found yourself
In what we had
And honey you've a right to blame me
Maybe even time would change me
Can't you see the good thats in me
And over look the bad
Never miss a real good thing
I know what it means
Never see the light of day
til it goes away
Never want a drink of water
Til the well runs dry
Never miss a real good thing
Til he says good-bye
Never miss a real good thing
I know what it means
Never see the light of day
til it goes away
Never want a drink of water
Til the well runs dry
Never miss a real good thing
Til he says good-bye
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Michael William Andersen Los Angeles, California
There was a Professional Rock Band in San Francisco in the Seventies. I had met Larry Hanson in about 1973 in Salt Lake City and he showed me how to play Rock Music. I thought I heard him on the radio with Styx after coming home from his house one day. I bought decent equipment in 2003 and made these recordings because the UofU demanded pay. They have called me Totally Permanently Disabled. ... more
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