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Now I taught the weeping willow how to cry, And I showed the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky. And the tears that I cried for that woman are gonna flood you Big River. Then I'm gonna sit right here until I die. I met her accidentally in St. Paul (Minnesota). And it tore me up every time I heard her drawl, Southern drawl. Then I heard my dream was back Downstream cavortin' in Davenport, And I followed you, Big River, when you called. Then you took me to St. Louis later on (down the river). A freighter said she's been here But she's gone, boy, she's gone. I found her trail in Memphis, But she just walked up the block. She raised a few eyebrows and then she went on down alone. Now, won't you batter down by Baton Rouge, River Queen, roll it on. Take that woman on down to New Orleans New Orleans Go on, I've had enough; Dump my blues down in the gulf. She loves you, Big River, more than me. |
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At my door the leaves are falling A cold wild wind has come Sweethearts walk by together And I still miss someone I go out on a party And look for a little fun But I find a darkened corner because I still miss someone Oh, no I never got over those blues eyes I see them every where I miss those arms that held me When all the love was there I wonder if she's sorry For leavin' what we'd begun There's someone for me somewhere And I still miss someone |
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Well, they give him his orders at Monroe, Virginia Sayin', "Steve you're way behind time This is not Thirty-Eight, this is old Ninety-Seven You must put her into Spencer on time" Then he turned and said to his black greasy fireman "Shovel in a little more coal And when we cross that white oak mountain Watch old Ninety-Seven roll" But it's a mighty rough road from Lynchburg to Danville In a line on a three mile grade It was on that grade that he lost his airbrakes See what a jump he made He was going down the grade makin' ninety miles an hour His whistle broke into a scream He was found in the wreck, with his hand on the throttle A-scalded to death by the steam Then a telegram come to Washington station And this is how it read "Oh that brave engineer that run old Ninety-Seven He's a-lyin' in old Danville dead So now all you ladies you better take a-warnin' From this time on and learn Never speak harsh words to your true lovin' husband He may leave you and never return |
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Mm-mm-mm-mm?br />I keep a close watch on this heart of mine. I keep my eyes wide open all the time. I keep the ends out for the tie that binds. Because you?re mine, I walk the line. Mm-mm-mm-mm?br />I find it very, very easy to be true. I find myself alone when each day is through. Yes, I?ll admit that I?m a fool for you. Because you?re mine, I walk the line. Mm-mm-mm-mm?br />As sure as night is dark and day is light, I keep you on my mind both day and night. And happiness I?ve known proves that it?s right. Because you?re mine, I walk the line. Mm-mm-mm-mm?br />You?ve got a way to keep me on your side. You give me cause for love that I can?t hide. For you, I know I?d even try to turn the tide. Because you?re mine, I walk the line. Mm-mm-mm-mm?br />I keep a close watch on this heart of mine. I keep my eyes wide open all the time. I keep the ends out for the tie that binds. Because you?re mine, I walk the line. |
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Well, I left my motel room, down at the Starkville Motel, The town had gone to sleep and I was feelin' fairly well. I strolled along the sidewalk 'neath the sweet magnolia trees; I was whistlin', pickin' flowers, swayin' in the southern breeze. I found myself surrounded; one policeman said: "That's him. Come along, wild flower child. Don't you know that it's two a.m." They're bound to get you. 'Cause they got a curfew. And you go to the Starkville City jail. Well, they threw me in the car and started driving into town; I said: "What the hell did I do?" He said: "Shut up and sit down." Well, they emptied out my pockets, took my pills and guitar picks. I said: "Wait, my name is..." "Awe shut up." Well, I sure was in a fix. The sergeant put me in a cell, then he went home for the night; I said: "Come back here, you so and so; I ain't bein' treated right." Well, they're bound to get you, cause they got a curfew, And you go to the Starkville City Jail. I started pacin' back and forth, and now and then I'd yell, And kick my forty dollar shoes against the steel floor of my cell. I'd walk awhile and kick awhile, and all night nobody came. Then I sadly remembered that they didn't even take my name. At 8 a.m. they let me out. I said: "Gimme them things of mine!" They gave me a sneer and a guitar pick, and a yellow dandelion. They're bound to get you, 'cause they got a curfew, And you go to the Starkville City Jail. |
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San Quentin, you've been livin' hell to me. You've hosted me since nineteen sixty three. I've seen 'em come and go and I've seen them die. And long ago I stopped askin' why. San Quentin, I hate evry inch of you. You've cut me and have scarred me thru an' thru. And I'll walk out a wiser weaker man; Mister Congressman why can't you understand. San Quentin, what good do you think you do? Do you think I'll be different when you're through? You bent my heart and mind and you may my soul, And your stone walls turn my blood a little cold. San Quentin, may you rot and burn in hell. May your walls fall and may I live to tell. May all the world forget you ever stood. And may all the world regret you did no good. San Quentin, you've been livin' hell to me. |
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San Quentin, you've been livin' hell to me. You've hosted me since nineteen sixty three. I've seen 'em come and go and I've seen them die. And long ago I stopped askin' why. San Quentin, I hate evry inch of you. You've cut me and have scarred me thru an' thru. And I'll walk out a wiser weaker man; Mister Congressman why can't you understand. San Quentin, what good do you think you do? Do you think I'll be different when you're through? You bent my heart and mind and you may my soul, And your stone walls turn my blood a little cold. San Quentin, may you rot and burn in hell. May your walls fall and may I live to tell. May all the world forget you ever stood. And may all the world regret you did no good. San Quentin, you've been livin' hell to me. |
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Wanted man in California, Wanted man in Buffalo Wanted man in Kansas City, Wanted man in Ohio Wanted man in Mississippi, Wanted man in ol' Cheyenne Wherever you might look tonight you might see this wanted man I might be in Colorado, Or Georgia by the sea Working for some man who may not know at all who I might be If you ever see me coming and if you know who I am Don't you breathe it to nobody 'cause you know I'm on the lamb Wanted man by Lucy Watson, Wanted man by Jeannie Brown Wanted man by Nellie Johnson, Wanted man in this next town I've had all that I wanted of a lot of things I've had And a lot more than I needed of some things that turned out bad I got sidetracked in El Paso, Stopped to get myself a map Went the wrong way in Pleura with Juanita on my back Went to sleep in Shreveport, Woke up in Abilene Wonderin' why I'm wanted at some town half way in between Wanted man in Albuquerque, Wanted man in Syracuse Wanted man in Tallahassee, Wanted man in Baton Rouge There's somebody set to grab me Anywhere that I might be And wherever you might look tonight You might get a glimpse of me Wanted man in California, Wanted man in Buffalo Wanted man in Kansas City, Wanted man in Ohio Wanted man in Mississippi, Wanted man in ol' Cheyenne Wherever you might look tonight you might see this wanted man |
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My daddy left home when I was three And he didn't leave much to ma and me Just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze. Now, I don't blame him cause he run and hid But the meanest thing that he ever did Was before he left, he went and named me ``Sue.'lonesome' Well, he must o' thought that is was quite a joke And it got a lot of laughs from a' lots of folk, It seems I had to fight my whole life through. Some gal would giggle and I'd get red And some guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head, I tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy named ``Sue.'' Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean, My fist got hard and my wits got keen, I'd roam from town to town to hide my shame. But I made me a vow to the moon and stars That I'd search the honky-tonks and bars And kill that man that give me that awful name. Well, it was Gatlinburg in mid-July And I just hit town and my throat was dry, I thought I'd stop and have myself a brew. At an old saloon on a street of mud, There at a table, dealing stud, Sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me ``Sue.'' Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet dad from a worn-out picture that my mother'd had, And I knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye. He was big and bent and gray and old, And I looked at him and my blood ran cold And I said: ``My name is `Sue!' How do you do! Now you gonna die!!'' Well, I hit him hard right between the eyes And he went down but, to my surprise, He come up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear. But I busted a chair right across his teeth And we crashed through the wall and into the street Kicking and a' gouging in the mud and the blood and the beer. I tell ya, I've fought tougher men But I really can't remember when, He kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile. I heard him laugh and then I heard him cuss, He went for his gun and I pulled mine first, He stood there lookin' at me and I saw him smile. And he said: ``Son, this world is rough And if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be tough And I know I wouldn't be there to help ya along. So I give ya that name and I said goodbye I knew you'd have to get tough or die And it's that name that helped to make you strong.'' He said: ``Now you just fought one hell of a fight And I know you hate me, and you got the right To kill me now, and I wouldn't blame you if you do. But ya ought to thank me, before I die, For the gravel in ya guts and the spit in ya eye Cause I'm the son-of-a-bitch that named you `Sue.''' I got all choked up and I threw down my gun And I called him my pa, and he called me his son, And I come away with a different point of view. And I think about him, now and then, Every time I try and every time I win, And if I ever have a son, I think I'm gonna name him Bill or George! Anything but Sue! I still hate that name! |
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I hear the train a comin' It's rollin' 'round the bend, And I ain't seen the sunshine, Since, I don't know when, I'm stuck in Folsom Prison, And time keeps draggin' on, But that train keeps a-rollin', On down to San Antone. When I was just a baby, My Mama told me, "Son, Always be a good boy, Don't ever play with guns," But I shot a man in Reno, Just to watch him die, When I hear that whistle blowin', I hang my head and cry. I bet there's rich folks eatin', In a fancy dining car, They're probably drinkin' coffee, And smokin' big cigars, But I know I had it comin', I know I can't be free, But those people keep a-movin', And that's what tortures me. Well, if they freed me from this prison, If that railroad train was mine, I bet I'd move out over a little, Farther down the line, Far from Folsom Prison, That's where I want to stay, And I'd let that lonesome whistle, Blow my Blues away. |
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Love is a burning thing, And it makes a fiery ring Bound by wild desire I fell into a ring of fire. I fell into a burning ring of fire I went down, down, down And the flames went higher, And it burns, burn, burns, The ring of fir, the ring of fire. -연 주 중 - I fell into a ring of fire. I fell into a burning ring of fire The taste of love is sweet When hearts like ours meet. I fell for you like a child Oh, but the fire ran wild. I fell into a burning ring of fire I went down, down, down And the flames went higher, And it burns, burn, burns, The ring of fire, the ring of fire. And it burns, burn, burns, The ring of fire, the ring of fire. The ring of fire |
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He turned the water into wine he turned the water into wine
In the little Cana town the word went all around that he turned the water into wine Well he walked upon the Sea of Galilee he walked upon the Sea of Galilee Shouted far and wide he calmed the raging tide and walked upon the Sea of Galilee He turned the water into wine... He healed the leper and the lame he healed the leper and the lame He said go and tell no man but they shouted it through the land That he healed the leper and the lame He turned the water into wine... He fed the hungry multitude yes he fed the hungry multitude With a little bit of fish and bread they said everyone was fed He fed the hungry multitude He turned the water into wine... |
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I remember when I was a lad
Times were hard and things were bad But there's a silver linin' behind ev'ry cloud Just four people that 's all we were Tryin' to make a livin' out of black-land dirt But we'd get together in a family circle singin' loud Daddy sang bass (mama sang tenor) Me and little brother would join right in there Singin' seems to help a troubled soul One of these days and it won't be long I'll rejoin them in a song I'm gonna join the family circle at the throne Though the circle won't be broken By and by, Lord, by and by Daddy sang bass (mama sang tenor) Me and little brother would join right in there In the sky, Lord, in the sky Now I remember after work mama would call in all of us You could hear us singin' for a country mile Now little brother has done gone on But I'll rejoin him in a song We'll be together again up yonder in a little while Daddy sang bass (mama sang tenor) Me and little brother would join right in there 'cause singin' seems to help a troubled soul One of these days and it won't be long I'll rejoin them in a song I'm gonna join the family circle at the throne Oh no the circle won't be broken By and by, Lord, by and by Daddy sang bass (mama sang tenor) Me and little brother would join right in there In the sky, Lord, in the sky In the sky, Lord, in the sky |
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Well it was a time on earth when in the books of heaven
An old account was standing for sins yet unforgiven My name was at the top and many things below But I went unto the keeper and settled it long ago Long ago (down on my knees) long ago (I settled it all) Yes the old account was settled long ago (hallelujah) And the record's clear today cause he washed my sins away And the old account was settled long ago Well the old account was large and growin' every day And I was always sinnin' and I never tried to pray But when I looked ahead and saw such pain and woe Well I went unto the keeper and settled it long ago Long ago (down on my knees)... [ guitar ] Now sinner seek the Lord repent of all your sins Cause this he has commanded if you would enter in And then if you should live a hundred years below Well you know you got it settled cause you settled it long ago Long ago (down on my knees)... |
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