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Hi roller and a lowball jack
Stuck outside trying to truck it on back Marooned on a lake, in a bad border town Watchin' the marks lay their money down Hey now Jack, say hi, here's a sight to see There's a queen of hears, and her fancy's free Ace in the hole, it feels so nice I'm just a fool, in a pair of dice So hi roller, you're a lowball Jack Stuck out of luck, get on back She said she's a winner, that was easy to see I told her there was something she could do for me, yeah Lady, oh lady, be the wild card in my hand I can't win for losing In this no man's land I been dealin' from the bottom The bottom of the deck Blind alleys and dead ends, it's a lousy Shipwreck |
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| 2. |
| 3:48 |
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Well they say time loves a hero but only time will tell If he's real, he's a legend from heaven If he ain't he was sent here from hell Hear me well Seein' ain't always believin' Just make sure it's the truth that you're seein' Eyes sometimes lie, eyes sometimes lie They can be real deceivin' I got an Uncle in Puerto Rico Spends his days in the sun his nights in the casinos He left the States many years ago Took a fishin' boat to Puerto Rico Now my aunt, she is sad and lonely She'll never know that she drove him away As a coward I admire his courageous ways Well they say time loves a hero but only time will tell If he's real, he's a legend from heaven If he ain't he was sent here from hell Some say my uncle, that he's a zero His life is as a shell, he left it back at Stateside I'd say he's doin' pretty well, without his shell Bumming 'round the beaches of Puerto Rico The beauty of the sunrise and sunset To his friends he wish he could tell They're at home still runnin' for bells Better San Juan than that blue collar hell Well they say time loves a hero but only time will tell If he's real, he's a legend from heaven If he ain't he was sent here from hell |
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| 3:23 |
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My baby called me up She said, "Why don't you ever take me out? Pick me up in your brand new car You shake the short change from your old fruit jar" I put on my dancin' shoes We headed straight for the rhythm and blues The music was hot, but my baby was not I've got a rocket in my pocket |
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| 6:29 | 
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| 5. |
| 3:33 |
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Off our rockers, actin' crazy With the right medication we won't be lazy Doin' the old folks boogie Down on the farm Wheelchairs, they was locked arm in arm Paired off pacemakers with matchin' alarms Gives us jus' one more chance To spin one more yarn And you know that you're over the hill When your mind makes a promise that your body can't fill Doin' the old folks boogie And boogie we will 'Cause to us the thought's as good as a thrill Back at the home, No time is your own, Facillities there, they're all out on loan The bank forclose, and your bankruptcy shows And your credit creeps to an all-time low So you know, that you're over the hill When your mind makes a promise that your body can't fill Try and get a rise from an atrophied muscle, And the nerves in your thigh just quivers and fizzles So you know, that you're over the hill When your mind makes a promise that your body can't fill |
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| 4:47 |
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Red streamliner rollin'
rollin' down the track the things you see With your wheels in motion through desert, mountain, ocean I hear you every night, is it a dream? Red streamliner rollin' down, comin' down on me Red streamliner rollin', rollin' long so free Your past keeps comin' back on me To far and near, away from here Where people move a mile a minute This hurricane livin' with you and me in it Long into the night, that whistle offers light Red streamliner rollin' I wish you'd tell me 'bout the things you see I'm lookin', lookin' down the tracks you ride Knowin' that they're your only guide I see them every night, is it a dream? And when the sidewalks roll up at night Just as stations pass by Once the leader of the wild, wild west Hurricane livin' been a lifelong song Now you're cast of steel and cast aside Broken dreams maybe, but you haven't died |
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| 3:44 |
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But my real name is just Jesse James
An I left them half-crocked, hard-knocks of black rock county Just to ride on that New Delhi Train Ridin on that New Delhi Freight Train Ridin down that New Delhi Line Ridin on that New Delhi Freight Train Well I left my love behind Yeah I left my love behind Yeah I'm just a country boy without angels ahhh just a country boy without gold An I been to silver cities load of rainbows Where I pillaged and I killed and I stole Ridin on that New Delhi Freight Train Ridin down that New Delhi Line Ridin on that New Delhi Freight Train Well I left my life behind Yeah I left my life behind Then I killed a man named smilin Jordan (Jeer-dun) Yeah I killed him with one of my guns And I knew that I had did what I had not ought to But I welcomed the run from what I'd done Ridin on that New Delhi Freight Train Ridin down that New Delhi Line Ridin on that New Delhi Freight Train Well I left my guns behind Yeah I left my guns behind |
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| 3:48 |
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Keepin' up with the Joneses is killing me Go on and hang that man who says the best things in life are for free Keepin' up with the Joneses is killing me She's just one more bad habit I was too blind to see The lady and I was happy at first Just livin' from day to day Off the wall came the call said we're destined to fall If I don't bring home more pay Keepin' up with the Joneses is killing me Go on and hang that man who says the best things in life are for free Keepin' up with the Joneses is killing me She's just one more bad habit I was too blind to see She spent all my money just like it was spare change I wonder what I'll lose first my life or my mind Don't know the doors from the windows Shee keeps me amused, damaged, and abused And she said "Small change don't make no sense and your words are worthless too And ya best bring home more bacon, darlin', or you and me is through" Keepin' up with the Joneses is killing me Go on and hang that man who says the best things in life are for free Keepin' up with the Joneses is killing me She's just one more bad habit I was too blind to see |
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| 2:21 |
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Missin' You, I'm missin' you All those lovely things you do I tell ya true, it hurts theway I'm missin' you Nashville at sunrise Rains poundin' on my window Draws my sleepless eyes To witness one more dawn a break Winter's cold outside Oh I broke down and cried 'Cause I'm missin' you, I'm missin' you And all those lovely things you do I'll tell ya true it hurts the way I'm missin' you 'Cause I'm missin' you, I'm missin' you And all those lovely things you do I'll tell ya true it hurts the way I'm missin' you |
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