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Hey whiskey man, you're running as hard as you can, You have your highs, you have your lows, You drink your whiskey too much more than you can stand. Chorus: Nobody knows which way you go. It takes whiskey to make you tall, Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long. You ain't so very damn tall at all. Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long. Can't you see your on a loosing streak. You start to get straight , then you get weak, You have your highs, you have your lows, Chorus: Nobody knows which way you'll go. Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long. Hey don't you know, I use to be there myself, Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long. I tried to kick the habit, baby, with nobody else's help. I have my highs, I have my lows, But nobody knows which way I'll go. Chorus: Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long. Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long. Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long. Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long. |
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| 2. |
| 2:59 |
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My horse is kicking dust up off the trail, I'm just getting back from a trip to HELL. My six gun she's stapped by my side, Thunder is the horse that I ride. And it seems to me this is one hell of a way, For a man like me to earn that pay. Chorus: Outlaws on the loose. I wonder what they feel like when they're dying. Running, running from the noose. Blue steel flashing, hot lead flying, Is it worth the money I earn? Someday soon it might be my turn, For a man like me to earn that pay. And it seems to me this is one hell of a way, Outlaws on the loose, Chorus: Running, running from the noose. I'm a bounty hunter, I'll hunt you down, yeah, I will. LEAD BREAK It will....ha, ha, ha Did you know $500 will get your head blown off? Blue steel flashing, hot lead flying, I wonder what they fell like when they're dying. Is it worth the money I earn? Someday soon it might be my turn, And it seems to me this is one hell of a way, For a man like me to earn that pay. Outlaws on the loose, Running, running from the noose, Chorus: (REPEAT), I'm a bounty hunter going to hunt you down. |
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| 3. |
| 6:17 |
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I've been to Alabama, people ain't a whole lot to see; Skynyrd says it's a real sweet home but it ain't nothing to me. Charlie Daniels will tell you the good Lord lives in Tenessee, ha! But I'm going back to gator country where the wine and the women are free. Chorus: There's a gator in the bushes, he's calling my name, And a saying come on boy, you better make it back home again. There's a gator in the bushes, Lord, he calling my name. There's many roads I've travelled but they all kind of look the same. Old Richard Betts will tell ya Lord he was born a Ramblin' Man. Well he can ramble back to Georgia but I won't give a damn. Elvin Bishop out struttin his stuff with little Miss Slick Titty Boom. But I'm going back to gator country to get me some elbow room. Chorus: There's a gator in the bushes he's calling my name. And saying come on boy, you better make it back home again. There's a gator in the bushes, Lord, he calling my name. Yep. There's many roads I've travelled but they all kinda look the same. There's Marshall Tucker riding a rainbow searching for a pot of gold. Well they can take the highway, baby, and they can take all they can hold. The Outlaws down in Tampa town it's a mighty fine place to be. They got green grass and got high tides and sure looks good to me. Chorus: There's a gator in the bushes, he's calling my name. There's so many roads I've travelled but they all kinda look the same. Saying come on boy, you better make it back home again. There's a gator in the bushes , Lord, he's calling my name. LEAD BREAK Oh gator country, A little bit of that chomp chomp LEAD BREAK |
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| 4:59 |
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I'm outta money, outta hope & it looks like self-destruction. I got the pedal 2 the floor & my life is runnin' faster. Well, how much more can we take with all of this corruption? We're flirtin w/ disaster & ya'll know what it means. And when we play with our lives, it makes no sense to me. I don't know about yourself, or what you plan to be, yeah. We're gamblin' with our time & choose our destiny. I'm travelin' down that lonesome road. (& you know what I'm talkin about) Yeah, and I try to turn my head away. Feel like I'm draggin' a heavy load. Feel about the same most every day Speedin' down the fast lane, & honey we're playin' from town 2 town. The boys & I been burnin' it up, can't seem to slow it down. Got a side-step straight ahead, but I ain't sure what we're after. Got the pedal to the floor our lives are running faster. Flirtin' w/ Disaster ya'll damn sure know what I mean. I don't know about yourself, or what you plan to be, yeah. You know, but when we play w/ our lives, it makes no sense to me. We're gamblin' with our time & choose our destiny. We're travelin' down that lonesome road. Flirtin' w/ Disaster every day *(and UR2 baby, huh huh). Feel like we're draggin' a heavy load. Yeah, and I try to turn my head away. *(It ain't for everybody.....aw, come on man |
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| 4:07 |
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Out streetwalking on a Saturday night Looking for the man Staying out of sight Trying to find something To ease my mind Traffic lights a-blinkin' And I'm right on time Come around a corner On 4th and Main Joint was a -jumpin' People going insane Jukebox a-flappin' On through the night I think all the boys Are starting up a bloody reunion. Chorus: A bloody reunion Well, it's a bloody reunion Tearing up the town Smoking on a Saturday night Well, it's a bloody reunion What a bloody reunion All hell's a-poppin Rockin' 'till the morning light. Here comes Mary In a long red dress Looking hot 'n' sasy Just like all the rest Leaning on a lamp post And she's dressed to kill Lord she wants to make it And I think I will Coming on strong And giving me the eye Ain't no way I'm gonna pass it by Tonight we're gonna do it Gonna get it right Me and Miss Mary Gonna start another Bloody reunion. Chorus: A bloody reunion Well, it's a bloody reunion Tearing up the town Smoking on a Saturday night Well, it's a bloody reunion What a bloody reunion All hell's a-poppin Rockin' 'till the morning light. Chorus: A bloody reunion Well, it's a bloody reunion Tearing up the town Smoking on a Saturday night Well, it's a bloody reunion What a bloody reunion All hell's a-poppin Rockin' 'till the morning light. Lord what a party Everybody feelin' right Drinking and a-smoking Everybody's high as a kite. |
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| 6. |
| 6:06 |
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Oh, People, baby, what's the matter with you? Don't you just want to get up, babe, Your feet, they ain't leaving' the ground. Don't you just want to jump on up, Hearing this rocking sound? And kick your chairs out of the way? OOh we're going to rock you, baby, Oh, it's easy, can't you see? Nobody seems to want to boogie no more. Rock you till the break of day. We ain't never had no problem before, Chorus: Gonna give it to you one time. Oh, People, baby, what's the matter with you? Your feet, they're leaving' the ground. Hearing this rockin' sound. I know that you get on up, baby, Don't you just want to jump on up, Rock you till the break of day. MMM' gonna rock you , baby, And kick your chairs out of the way. |
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| 7:27 |
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Just one more morning I had to wake up with the blues. Went up on the mountain to see what I could see. The whole world was falling right down in front of me. Pulled myself out of bed, put on my walking shoes. Chorus: 'Cause I'm hung up on my dreams I'll never see. Yeah babe, oh help me babe. Or this will surely be the end of me, yeah. Climb down off the hilltop baby, Pull myself together, put on a new face, 'Cause I'm hung up on dreams I'll never see, Yeah babe, oh help me babe, And get back in the race. Or this will surely be the end of me, yeah.
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| 3:37 |
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Well she grabbed me and asked me,
If I had a name, She told me she was interested to see, If I could play the game, She said her name was victory, She didn't want to know the rules, That's just the way I wanted to play, In a game designed for fools. Chorus: We were beatin' the odds, we were beatin' the odds, We were beatin' the odds again, We were gambling with our souls, We were playing to win, We were beatin' the odds again. Well I rolled the dice feelin' cold as ice, And Victory drew the cards, We knew that loosin' when the stakes were high, Could really hit us hard, I strapped into the drivers seat, With Miss Victory by my side, She knew at a glance she was takin' a chance, By coming along for the ride. Chorus: We were beatin' the odds, we were beatin' the odds, We were beatin' the odds again, We were gambling with our souls, We were playing to win, We were beatin' the odds again. Time and space stood still that day, With Victory's soul and mine, We were running a race between heaven and hell, And we could not find the finish line, And when it was all over we won it in the end, We were splittin' the prize when she opened her eyes, And said Baby let's try it again. Chorus: We were beatin' the odds, we were beatin' the odds, We were beatin' the odds again, We were gambling with our souls, We were playing to win, We were beatin' the odds again. Chorus: We were beatin' the odds, we were beatin' the odds, We were beatin' the odds again, We were gambling with our souls, We were playing to win, We were beatin' the odds again. |
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| 4:30 |
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On the edge of sundown, a man rode into town His clothes were old and dirty like the guns he wore low down And as he rode the people stared, tried to look on him He's the man who'll take your life, take your life to boothill Sleeps by day and rides by night Like a mongrel always lookin' for a fight Got cold steel a bowie knife, just his way of life He took no one, no not a sound, stares at the edge of town Only time that he'll be found, is on the edge of sundown Take you for your dollars babe, take you for your gold Make your life so miserable, he's gonna leave you mean and cold And then he'll head on out, to another town The only time when he'll be found, is on the edge of sundown Next time he'll be sundown. He's a killer and a robber and he'll make you grieve Shoot you in the back or in your sleep Got no name or identity Livin' in the wind, he's free- |
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| 8:06 |
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A king without a sword - a land without a king - One song to sing. And you?ll soon see everything. A truth without a voice - one song left to sing... A wise man told me there?s something you should know: The way you judge a man is you look into his soul? A voice from the past cried, ?Give peace a chance!? He paid our price now he?s free at last; And imagine - How many tears will the children cry... We called him a dreamer. How many times must good men die? ?Till we suffer no more sadness? Oh, stop the madness. Stop the madness. If ashes are ashes and dust is dust, To the sands of the shore. But, tell me why the peacemakers fall. At our journeys end, then we turn to rust - White doves in flight - peace to war - Must we bury any more? The hush of the crowd as the horse rode by - The black lace veil hid her tears from my eyes... How many times must good men die? And we all wept in silence. ?Till they suffer no more sadness? How many times will the children cry... Oh, stop the madness. Oh, stop all the madness. |
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| 3:18 |
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Oh, listen to my story: As we travel on. Life is getting stranger baby. Say it's going to be a cold dark night when the creeper comes along. People don't know the difference no more between right and wrong. All shiny and long. Watch out for the steel blade, baby, Chorus: I say it's going to be a cold dark night Oh, when the Creeper come along. Yea. He's tall, he's short, he's fat, he's thin. He's out for vengence. He's out to win. The road he walks is dark and dim. Don't let him catch you out on a limb. He'll cut your throat, baby, Drive off in your Cadillac. He'll stick you in the back. He's more trouble than you think. He'll kill you sugar, leave you in the drink. Chorus: Say, it's going to be a cold dark night Oh, when the creeper comes along. LEAD BREAK |
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| 4:59 |
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Don't do no drugs Ain't got the time I keep it straight But I don't mid Cause I got love That the only plan I'm just a satisfied man. Ain't no girl Can turn my head Cause I got better Waitin' on the bed She does it all Everything will wait Makes me a satisfied man. Chorus: Oohh I'm so satisfied Yea I'm so satisfied Oohh I'm so satisfied Satisfied man. In the world That's falling down We'll be together No one else around Face to face Right to the end Though I'm a satisfied man. Chorus: Oohh I'm so satisfied Yea I'm so satisfied Oohh I'm so satisfied Satisfied man. She keeps it comin' Keeps it comin' Keeps me goin' Every night or every day She keeps it goin' Keeps it goin' Every night for every way In the world That's falling down We'll be together No one else around Face to face Right to the end Though, I'm a satisfied man. Oh baby, make no mistake about it I'm a satisfied man Baby, everything you say Everything you do Satisfied man Everything you do is sooo right Satisfied man. Oohh I'm so satisfied Satisfied man Oohh yea I'm so satisfied Satisfied man Oohh I'm so satisfied Satisfied man Satisfied man Satisfied man Satisfied man Satisfied man Satisfied man Satisfied man Satisfied man I'm a satisfied man. |
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| 3:19 |
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