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| 1. |
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Let's put the O back in country
Well I'm rollin' like a freight train Comin' straight at you Playing hillbilly music like I was born to do You know that ain't country music you been listenin' to Oh, so are you ready for the country Are you ready for me? Better get ready for the country Ain't I a sight to see You know there ain't no soul on the radio Let's put the O back in country Pickin' easy listenin', ain't what I do best, no But they say in country music, it's either hit or miss Well, if you're talking about record sales You can sound scan this, yeah Oh, are you ready for the country Are you ready for me? But better get ready for the country Ain't I a sight to see Oh, you know there ain't no soul on the radio Let's put the O back in country You take a little country and a little rock and roll A little Neil Young and a little George Jones A little Merle Haggard and a little bit of the Stones And a little Cash and a whole lotta Waylon Are you ready for the country Are you ready for me? Yeah, better get ready for the country Ready for me Yeah, are you ready for the country Are you ready for me? Better get ready for the country Ain't I a sight to see Yeah, you know we need a little soul on the radio Let's put the O back in country |
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| 2. |
| 4:25 |
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Alone with the morning burnin red
On the canvas in my head Painting a picture of you and me Driving across country In a dusty old RV Just the road and it's majesty And I'm lookin' at you with the world in the rear-view [Chorus] You were pretty as can be sittin' in the front seat Lookin' at me, tellin' me you love me And you're happy to be with me on the Fourth of July We sang "Stranglehold" 'til stereo couldn't take no more of that rock 'n' roll So we put on a little George Jones and just sang along Those white lines can drone into the sun If you ain't got no one to keep you hangin' on But there you were like a queen in your night gown Ridin' shotgun from town to town Staking a claim on the world we found And I'm singin' to you, you're singin' to me You were out of the blue to a boy like me [Chorus] And I'm lookin' for you and the silence that we shared [Chorus] |
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| 3. |
| 4:00 |
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Another lifetime lived in a long night
I'm watching the sunrise before I lay down to sleep Livin' at parties, watching my twenties hittin' my thirties and letting it go [Chorus] But that's all I've been livin' for When there's nothing left to lose anymore If there's a door, I'll go through and walk right into my lonesome blues Running my friends off I cheat and I get caught They tell me that I'm lost but I don't care anymore I'm having a free mind Living a free life Knowing that my flight is gonna crash and burn [Chorus] Writing my stories on my worst mornings Pulling my heart strings to help me find myself Living with my past Smokin' up my grass And having a good laugh just to lose myself |
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| 4. |
| 3:04 |
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Well I been sinking like a rock in this high society
'Cause all that means so much to them, don't mean shit to me If I were in to money, fame and power, I'd be sold But I know I tried , and I just can't find that solid country gold But now I was born in Nashville but I left there long ago 'Cause they built music city by sacrificing soul L.A. ain't much different, accept they got them fancy clothes And there's nary a sight or a leaving light of solid country gold 'Cause they say country music ain't quite all it used to be But they can't see the country for all the goddamned trees If you give me to a guitar and my woman on the road I'll give to you my family, my solid country gold alright Now baby I been thinking 'bout where you and I should go You sell your apartment, and I'll shake off my load We'll take it down to Texas where we'll kiss that yellow rose And find ourselves some loving in solid country gold Well they say country music ain't quite all it used to be But they can't see the country for all the goddamned trees If you give me to a guitar and my woman on the road I'll give to you my family, my solid country gold Oh 'cause they say country music ain't quite all it used to be They can't see the country for all the goddamned trees And if you give me to a guitar and my woman on the road I'll give to you my family, my solid country gold yeah Yes, I'll give to you my family, my solid country gold, alright |
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| 3:55 |
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Come on boys, let's hit the road!
We left L.A. on Sunday, in Lubbock by Tuesday That's where we played our second show Where nobody knew us, so nobody noticed the songs that the band didn't know We were eatin' up the white lines, makin' good time Diggin' the songs on the radio And that party kept a movin' and you know what we were doin' We were smokin' up that California gold Now everyone was glad, "The Weight" played by The Band You know I never had that song ever let me down And I didn't notice I was speedin' but in the rear-view mirror blinkin' Were them state trooper's lights all spinnin' 'round We rolled down the windows, so we didn't think that he would notice Something smellin' funny in that smoke cloud And he asked, 'What you boys a-hidin'?' and we were all silent 'Cause I think he heard us clear and loud And we were busted Busted in Baylor County Busted, busted in Baylor County "Oh no, my Weed!" He spread us all along the highway, cuffed us all and turned us away And started pokin' round the truck for cake And we all stood there high as a kite, and he found it alright And don't y'all make light of the number one dope dog in the state That mutt found the joint in my pocket that was buried and locked up In the back of the trailer underneath the guitars and the piano seat And off we went to jail all locked up in a cell Charged with possession of that sweet leaf And we were busted Busted in Baylor County Busted, busted in Baylor County Now I was still pretty buzzed when they called in the judge Who greeted me with a smile and a warm handshake And he said, "I'm so sorry" 'cause they couldn't un-arrest us But that was up to some other official magistrate And he said, 'Don't you worry, son, all the charges are gone But I've got a few autographs for you to sign.' And they sprang us out right quick, so we could get up on the stick To Wichita Falls by show time To tell 'em We were busted Busted in Baylor County Busted, busted in Baylor County Busted, busted in Baylor County Busted, busted in Baylor County |
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| 4:08 |
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So, it comes to the end of the day
And I'm checking out of my hotel room today It's been two years since I've seen your face The girl beside me reminds me how you taste Since I've seen you, I've been beaten down and bruised And every day I'm feeling more and more misused I never thought that I would be without your love Years gone by, you're still the one I'm thinking of [Chorus] Sweet Savannah, you shine so bright May the evening bring your favorite night Sweet Savannah, you been gone so long But I've got to move on It's getting cold, I put my jacket on your back And we smoke a cigarette, the last one in the pack I still remember exactly what you said That you had demons that you couldn't put to bed Now I'm leaving, yeah, I'm moing out west And it's time for us to lay our history to rest I still remember a tear drop in your eye But you know I couldn't stand to see you cry [Chorus] So I close on this Hollywood night Where this counter-culture cultivates an emptiness inside Would it be different if you were still here in my life Would I be sober, and would you be my wife? Sweet Savannah, you shine so bright May the evening be your favorite night Sweet Savannah, you been gone so long But I've got to be movin' on |
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| 2:57 |
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Well, I push my load across the land Livin' the life of a travelin' man Dusk brings down another day Gonna swallow up time and throw it away Chorus Zero to sixty, she's the next big thing They tell me it's a steal Drive all night just to ease the pain Don't look away Stay steady at the wheel You try to sing a familiar tune Howlin' the words under a bloodshot moon Blacklight troubadour, push on through As heartbreak sits right next to you Chorus Zero to sixty, she's the next big thing They tell me it's a steal Drive all night just to ease the pain Don't look away Stay steady at the wheel Steady at the wheel |
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| 3:08 |
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Don't wanna go to the mall
Don't wanna go to the movies I think we've done it all Just take me to the backseat Don't wanna hear you talkin' Don't wanna play your game Let's get this baby rockin' Just take me to the backseat You don't wanna get high I don't wanna get low So come on, let's go And get on it, yeah Honey, please Just take me to the backseat Just take me to the backseat Where no one else can see I know you're into me Just take me to the backseat And get ready for me Honey, please Don't wanna be your friend Don't try to take me home This won't happen again Just take me to the backseat You don't wanna get high I don't wanna get low So come no, let's go And get on it, yeah Honey, please Just take me to the backseat Just take me to the backseat Where no one else can see I know you're into me Just take me to the backseat And get ready for me Honey, please Do you need a map? Let's skip the nightcap I'll make it sticky sweet Just take me to the backseat Just take me to the backseat Where no one else can see I know you're into me Just take me to the backseat Just take me to the backseat Just take me to the backseat Where no one else can see I know you're into me Just take me to the backseat And get ready for me Honey, please |
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| 3:31 | 
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| 10. |
| 5:48 |
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Take me home
Well, I came to Cali on a highway from Nashville It's all a gamble for the fortune and fame My education came from reading the road signs Just another fool who got lost in the game And I'm going back again Cause it's blowing in the wind That's carryin' me home Oh, southern comfort Don't leave me low Oh, southern comfort Keeps calling me home Yeah And all these actors, man, they're living in castles And with the earthquakes they'll sink in the sea Who makes a living off of heartbreaks and hassles? And scientologists make no sense to me So I'm going back again Cause it's blowing like the wind That's carryin' me home Oh, southern comfort Don't leave me low Oh, southern comfort Keeps calling me home Oh, southern comfort Don't leave me low Oh, southern comfort Keeps calling me home Oh, southern comfort Don't leave me low Oh, southern comfort Keeps calling me home Oh, southern comfort Don't leave me low Oh, southern comfort Keeps calling me home Oh, southern comfort Don't leave me low Oh, southern comfort Keeps calling me home C'mon take me home |
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| 11. |
| 8:20 |
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Theres a piggy waitin outside my door
Whos a knockin and a yellin that hes gonna use force Well, I moved to town just a while ago But I got in a mess, and I cant lay low Chorus: Back home all I had was my guitar Livin in the backwoods on Daddys farm Sittin on the front porch til the evenin come Livin in the backwoods on Daddys farm Well, my old girl was a Cadillac She was long and sleek and dressed in black But I caught her cruisin with another dude So I shot em down with my blue .22 Repeat Chorus But now they got me runnin and they got me to my home But I wont go, I wont go! Chitty-chitty bang-bang, and I hit the floor Two little piggies bust down my door The first little piggy went down The second little piggy started poppin off rounds I make a break for the parking lot I heard some people talkin how somebody got shot Theyre never gonna see it my way So I break for the truck and headed out on the highway I must have got it up to 108 Before three little piggies headed me off the interstate Its gettin hot, Im gettin hot I dont know where to go, I dont know what I got But... Repeat Chorus |
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