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I was born in a desert
Raised in a lion's den And my number one occupation is Stealing women from their men If you're down in Memphis You best stop down minglewood When I take a walk down there All the women sure look good If you can't believe me It'll make it hard to believe in you 'Cause we all need each other Well, you know it's true |
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Cosmic Charlie how do you do? Truckin' in style along the avenue.
Dum de dum de doodley do. Go on home your mama's calling you. Kalico, Kahlia, come tell me the news. Calamity's waiting for a way to get to her. Rosy red and electric blue I bought you a paddle for your paper canoe. Say you'll come back when you can Whenever your airplane happens to land. Maybe I'll be back here too It all depends on what's with you. Hung up waiting for a windy day kite one ice since the first of February. Mama keeps saying that the wind might blow , But standing here I say I just don't know. New ones comin' as the old ones go, Everything's moving here but much too slow now, A little bit quicker and we might have time, To say "How do you do?" before we're left behind. Calliope wail like a seaside zoo. The very last lately inquired about you, It's really very one or two. The first you wanted, the last I knew. I just wonder if you shouldn't feel, Less concerned about the people unreal. The very first word is "How do you do?", The last "Go home your mama's callin' you." Calling you, calling you, calling you, calling you, Go on home your mama's calling you. |
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All of my friends come to see me last night
I was laying in my bed and dying Annie Bonneau from St. Angel Say the weather down here so fine Just then the wind came squalling through the dark But who can the weather command? Just want to have a little peace to die And a friend or two I love at hand Fever roll up to a hundred and five Roll on up, gonna roll back down One more day I find myself alive Tomorrow maybe go beneath the ground See here how everything led up to this day And it's just like any other day that's ever been Sun going up and then the sun going down Come around, come around The people might know, but the people don't care That a man can be as poor as me Take a look at poor Peter, he's lying in pain Now let's come run and see, run and see Run and see, run, run and see, and see |
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Seems like I've been here before,
Fuzzy then and still so obscure, good-bye, good-bye, good-bye, good-bye. And I don't want to see anybody cry, Meet me some mornin' in the sweet by and by, by and by, by and by. Song commin' on, So pleasin' to see, come and gone, good-bye, good-bye, good-bye, good-bye, You don't have to tell me why, Meet me some mornin' in the sweet by and by, by and by, by and by. It ain't cause I'm the only one left darlin', Bout the time the sun rises west, Feelin' groovy, lookin' fine. Think I'll come back here again, Every now and then from time to time. My how lovely you are, my dear, The ball game has gone much too far my dear, Sing to me, do your thing to me, I'll meet you some mornin', meet you some mornin', In the sweet by and by, by and by, by and by. |
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Dark star, crashes
Pouring its light into ashes Reason tatters, the forces tear loose from the axis Searchlight casting, for faults in the clouds of delusion Shall we go, you and I while we can Through, the transitive nightfall of diamonds Mirror shatters in formless reflections of matter Glass hand dissolving to ice petal flowers revolving Lady in velvet recedes in the nights of goodbye Shall we go, you and I while we can Through the transitive nightfall of diamonds |
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You told me goodbye
How was I to know You didn't mean goodbye You meant "please don't let me go" I was having a high time Living the good life Ah, well I know The wheels are muddy Got a ton of hay Now listen here, baby 'Cause I mean what I say I'm having a high time Living the good life Ah, well I know I was losing time, I had nothing to do No one to fight, I came to you Wheels broke down, leader won't draw The line is busted, the last one I saw Tomorrow come trouble Tomorrow come pain Now don't think too hard, baby 'Cause you know what I'm saying I could show you a high time Living the good life Ah, don't be that way Nothing's for certain It could always go wrong Come in when it's raining Go on out when it's gone We could have us a high time Living the good life Ah, well I know |
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Please don't dominate the rap, Jack
If you've got nothing new to say If you please, don't back up the track This train's got to run today I spent a little time on the mountain I spent a little time on the hill I heard some say, "better run away" Others say, "better stand still" Now I don't know, but I've been told It's hard to run with the weight of gold Other hand, I have heard it said It's just as hard with the weight of lead Who can deny, who can deny It's not just a change of style? One step done and another begun And I wonder how many miles I spent a little time on the mountain I spent a little time on the hill Things went down we don't understand But I think in time we will Now I don't know, but I was told In the heat of the sun, a man died of cold Keep on coming or stand and wait With the sun so dark and the hour so late You can't overlook the lack, Jack Of any other highway to ride It's got no signs or dividing lines And very few rule to guide I spent a little time on the mountain I spent a little time on the hill I saw things getting out of hand I guess they always will Now I don't know, but I been told If the horse don't pull you, got to carry the load I don't know whose back's that strong Maybe find out before too long One way or another, one way or another One way or another, this darkness got to give One way or another, one way or another One way or another, this darkness got to give One way or another, one way or another One way or another, this darkness got to give |
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Saint Stephen with a rose, in and out of the garden he goes,
Country garland in the wind and the rain, Wherever he goes the people all complain. Stephen prospered in his time, well he may and he may decline. Did it matter, does it now? Stephen would answer if he only knew how. Wishing well with a golden bell, bucket hanging clear to hell, Hell halfway twixt now and then, Stephen fill it up and lower down and lower down again. Lady finger, dipped in moonlight, writing "What for?" across the morning sky. Sunlight splatters, dawn with answer, darkness shrugs and bids the day good-bye. Speeding arrow, sharp and narrow, What a lot of fleeting matters you have spurned. Several seasons with their treasons, Wrap the babe in scarlet colors, call it your own. Did he doubt or did he try? Answers aplenty in the bye and bye, Talk about your plenty, talk about your ills, One man gathers what another man spills. Saint Stephen will remain, all he's lost he shall regain, Seashore washed by the suds and foam, Been there so long, he's got to calling it home. Fortune comes a crawlin', calliope woman, Spinnin' that curious sense of your own. Can you answer? Yes I can. But what would be the answer to the answer man? |
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We can share the women
We can share the wine We can share what we got of yours 'Cause we done shared all of mine Keep a rolling Just a mile to go Keep on rolling, my old buddy You're moving much too slow I just jumped the watchman Right outside the fence Took his ring, four bucks in change Now ain't that heaven sent? Hurts my ears to listen, Shannon Burns my eyes to see Cut down a man in cold blood, Shannon Might as well be me We used to play for silver Now we play for life One's for sport and one's for blood At the point of a knife Now the die is shaken Now the die must fall There ain't a winner in this game Who don't go home with all Not with all... Leaving Texas Fourth day of July Sun so hot, clouds so low The eagles filled the sky Catch the Detroit Lightning Out of Santa Fe Great Northern out of Cheyenne From sea to shining sea Gotta get to Tulsa First train we can ride Got to settle one old score And one small point of pride... Ain't no place a man can hide, Shannon Keep him from the sun Ain't no bed will give us rest, man, You keep us on the run Jack Straw from Wichita Cut his buddy down Dug for him a shallow grave And layed his body down Half a mile from Tucson By the morning light One man gone and another to go My old buddy you're moving much too slow We can share the women we can share the wine... |
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Me and my uncle went riding down
South Colorado, West Texas bound We stopped over in Santa Fe That being the point just about half way And you know it was the hottest part of the day I took the horses up to the stall Went to the bar-room, ordered drinks for all Three days in the saddle, you know my body hurt It being summer, I took off my shirt And I tried to wash off some of that dusty dirt West Texas cowboys, they's all around With liquor and money, they're loaded down So soon after pay day, you know it seemed a shame You know my uncle, he starts a friendly game Hi-lo jacks and the winner take the hand My uncle starts winning, cowboys got sore One of them called him, and then two more Accused him of cheating, well no it couldn't be I know my uncle, he's as honest as me And I'm as honest as a Denver man can be One of them cowboys, he starts to draw Well I shot him down, Lord, he never saw Shot me another, hot damn he won't grow old In the confusion my uncle grabbed the gold And we high-tailed it down to Mexico Now I love those cowboys, I love their gold I love my uncle, God rest his soul Taught me good, Lord, taught me all I know Taught me so well, I grabbed that gold And I left his dead ass there by the side of the road |
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Cold iron shackles, ball and chain,
Listen to the whistle of the evenin' train. You know you bound to wind up dead, If you don't head back to Tennessee Jed. Rich man step on my poor head, When you get back you better butter my bread. Well, do you know it's like I said, You better head back to Tennessee Jed. Tennessee, Tennessee, there ain't no place I'd rather be, Baby won't you carry me back to Tennessee. Drink all day and rock all night, The law come to get you if you don't walk right Got a letter this morning, baby all it read, You better head back to Tennessee Jed. I dropped four flights and cracked my spine, Honey, come quick with the iodine, Catch a few winks, baby, under the bed Then you head back to Tennessee Jed. Tennessee, Tennessee, there ain't no place I'd rather be, Baby won't you carry me back to Tennessee. I run into Charlie Fog, Blacked my eye and he kicked my dog, My doggie turned to me and he said, Let's head back to Tennessee Jed. I woke up a feelin' mean, Went down to play the slot machine, The wheels turned around, and the letters read, You better head back to Tennessee Jed. Tennessee, Tennessee, there ain't no place I'd rather be, Baby won't you carry me back to Tennessee. |
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I can't stay much longer, Melinda
The sun is getting high I can't help you with your troubles If you won't help with mine I gotta get down, I gotta get down Gotta get down to, to the mine You keep me up just one more night I can't sleep here no more Little Ben clock says quarter to eight You kept me up till four I gotta get down, I gotta get down Or I can't work there no more A lotta poor man make a five dollar bill But keep him happy all the time Some other fella's makin' nothin' at all And you can hear him cry "Can I go, buddy, can I go down Take your shift at the mine?" Gotta get down to the Cumberland Mine Gotta get down to the Cumberland Mine That's where I mainly spend my time Make good money, five dollars a day Made any more, I might move away Lotta poor man got the Cumberland Blues He can't win for losin' Lotta poor man got to walk the line Just to pay his union dues I don't know now, I just don't know If I'm goin' back again I don't know now, I just don't know If I'm goin' back again I don't know now, I just don't know If I'm goin' back again |
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Some folks trust to reason
Others trust to might I don't trust to nothing But I know it come out right Say it once again now Oh I hope you understand When it's done and over Lord, a man is just a man Playing Playing in the band Daybreak Daybreak on the land Some folks look for answers Others look for fights Some folks up in treetops Just look to see the sights I can tell your future Look what's in your hand But I can't stop for nothing I'm just playing in the band Playing Playing in the band Daybreak Daybreak on the land Standing on a tower World at my command You just keep a turning While I'm playing in the band If a man among you Got no sin upon his hand Let him cast a stone at me For playing in the band Playing Playing in the band Daybreak Daybreak on the land Playing Playing in the band Daybreak Daybreak on the land |
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Just like Jack the Ripper, just like Mojo Hand,
Just like Billy Sunday, in a shotgun ragtime band, Just like New York City, just like Jerico, Pace the halls and climb the walls and get out when they blow. Did you say your name was Ramblin Rose? Ramble on baby, settle down easy Ramble on Rose. Just like Jack and Jill, Mama told the sailor One heat up, and one cool down, leave nothin' for the tailor. Just like Jack and Jill, Papa told the jailer One go up, and one go down, do yourself a favor. Did you say your name was Ramblin Rose? Ramble on baby, settle down easy Ramble on Rose. I'm gonna to sing you a hundred verses in ragtime, I know this song it ain't never gonna end. I'm gonna march you up and down along the county line, Take you to the leader of a band. Just like Crazy Otto, just like Wolfman Jack, Sittin plush with a royal flush, aces back to back. Just like Mary Shelly, just like Frankenstein, Clank your chains and count your change and try to walk the line. Did you say your name was Ramblin Rose? Ramble on baby, settle down easy Ramble on Rose. I'm gonna to sing you a hundred verses in ragtime, I know this song it ain't never gonna end. I'm gonna march you up and down along the county line, Take you to the leader of a band. Good-bye Mama and Papa Good-bye Jack and Jill The grass ain't greener The wine ain't sweeter Either side of the hill. Did you say your name was Ramblin Rose? Ramble on baby, settle down easy Ramble on Rose. |
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