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1. |
| 3:47 | ||||
I got money in my pocket and a guitar in my hand
These lonely nights without you are more than I can stand I work like a puppet but it's time to cut the strings Well I hit the ground running and I won't be looking back I'll be like a locomotive headed down a one way track It won't take too long just you wait and see As long as it will lead me back to you Any old stretch of blacktop will do North, south, east or west been everywhere it seems Uptown rooms and honky tonks don't feel like home to me I'll be stepping out the rhythm while I'm singing a new song And it's knowing where I'm going that will keep me moving on Turn my collar to the wind and put my thumb up in the air Flag a diesel down or catch a bus from anywhere Colorado, California, or even Kalamazoo As long as it will lead me back to you Any old stretch of blacktop will do Well I hit the ground running and I won't be looking back I'll be like a locomotive headed down a one way track It won't take too long just you wait and see As long as it will lead me back to you Any old stretch of blacktop will do, alright North, south, east or west been everywhere it seems Uptown rooms and honky tonks don't feel like home to me I'll be stepping out the rhythm while I'm singing a new song 'Cause right around the corner I see the lights of our home |
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2. |
| 3:24 | ||||
Me and Jimmy Crowder and a single cigarette
Crouched down in a stall out in the barn Three puffs later we were sick as we could get Praying we'd get better before we got home She saw me coming through the back door screen I knew the minute that she looked at me Mama knows, mama knows Sometimes I think she's got a window to my soul Mama knows, mama knows Even when I think it doesn't show Mama knows Me and Becky Johnson ankle deep in ocean waves Pants rolled up and hearts out on our sleeves Both feeling more than either one of us could say That first love left the sweetest memory Fifteen and shy I didn't tell a soul How is it mama never has to be told Mama knows, mama knows Sometimes I think she's got a window to my soul Mama knows, mama knows Even when I think it doesn't show Mama knows I wasn't home when mama passed away Didn't get to say I love you But I've got this feeling Mama knows, mama knows Sometimes I think she's got a window to my soul Mama knows, mama knows Even when I think it doesn't show Mama knows |
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3. |
| 4:01 | ||||
Mill worker houses lined up in a row,
another southern sunday morning blow Beneath the steeple all the people have begun shakin' hands with the man who grips the gospel gun While the quiet prayer, the smell of dinner on the ground heals up the morning air |
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4. |
| 2:59 | ||||
Just about a mile off-a one-oh-nine
There's a little church sittin' back in the pines I promised that girl she was gonna be mine I wouldn't be surprised if she was standin' there cryin' Wo ah, I didn't know this bored-out ford could go so slow Wo ah, you got to put your foot down on the floor Yeah we've been rocking all night, now, don't you know You gotta get me to the church on Cumberland Road Billy's passed out in the back, but I think he's alive Bobby's got his head hangin' over the side Here we are doin' only ninety-five What's the matter with you, man? I thought you said you could drive Wo ah, I didn't know this bored-out ford could go so slow Wo ah, you got to put your foot down on the floor Yeah we've been rocking all night, now, don't you know You gotta get me to the church on Cumberland Road Sweeter than the dew on a honeysuckle vine Hotter than noon on the fourth of July Cutest little girl that I ever have known Waitin' at the church on Cumberland Road Wo ah, I didn't know this bored-out ford could go so slow Wo ah, you got to put your foot down on the floor 'Cause we've been rocking all night, now, don't you know You gotta get me to the church on Cumberland Road We've been rocking all night, now, don't you know You gotta get me to the church on Cumberland Road |
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5. |
| 3:43 | ||||
I brought flowers to your door last night
I done wrong and I wanna make it right You say I'm not welcome here I know it oughta be perfectly clear But I can't help but wonder what it might be like If I had two dozen roses And an old bottle of wine |
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6. |
| 3:12 | ||||
He was the captain of a team in forty two
A favorite of the fans and the ladies too I still love those stories about the rock He fought for his country in Normandy And drove the Germans back to Germany Captains right hand man was a rock And to me he look tall as a tree At times I though he'd never notice me Standing in the shadow of the rock I try to make him proud of me But my mistakes was all he'd see It always seems so hard to please the rock And he'll never know how hard I try Be the man I thought that I shouldn't be in his eyes And I gave my all to be strong and stand tall, to be the rock Oh Lord, it's hard to live up to the rock He came to visited me the other day I couldn't believe how much he'd aged But in my eyes he'll always be the rock He said, "Son, ain't it funny how the years roll by" As he turned his head, I saw him rub his eyes I never had felt closer to the rock He said, "Son, you made my life complete" The only man I try to be I never thought I'd hear from the rock And I was almost home, he comforted me He said, "It's an honor to call you, son" And I'm proud to say, "You're a chip off the old block" And you'll never know how hard I try To be the man I thought that I shouldn't be in your eyes And I gave my all to be strong and stand tall and be your rock Oh Lord, it's hard to live up to the rock Oh Lord, it's hard to live up to the rock |
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7. |
| 3:39 | ||||
Intro
Ridin' down the road in my pick-up truck ya better get ready cause I'm pickin' you up with a full moon a shinin' and a little bit a luck we'll run out outta gas and maybe get stuck we could get lost baby I don't care I ain't worried as long as you're there there ain't no place that I'd rather be next to sittin' next to me there ain't no place that I'd rather be next to you, next to me Barbecue chicken in aluminum foil just enough money for my gas and oil who needs your shrimp and your caviar? I'd sooner have you just the way you are Rich people got their money to hold mansion on the hill 'n' diamonds and gold well, it can't compare as far as I can see next to sittin' next to me there ain't no place that I'd rather be next to you, next to me Radio playin' our favorite song I'll change the station if the news comes on when the signal ain't comin' in too strong we'll make our music honey all night long if the Good Lord's willin' when we're old and gray the kids are grown up and moved away well, it can't compare as far as I can see next to sittin' next to me there ain't no place that I'd rather be next to you, next to me |
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8. |
| 3:36 | ||||
I don't pick up the mail
I don't pick up the phone I don't answer the door I'd just as soon be alone I don't keep this place up I just keep the lights down I don't live in these rooms I just rattle around I'm just a ghost in this house I'm just a shadow |
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9. |
| 3:46 | ||||
We got married one afternoon in may
Never did see the light of day, on our honeymoon We didn't have much when we started out Your grandma's bed and a three room house, but we made do Oh, oh I got you, oh, oh I got you You could've had that boy you used to know He's a millionaire from Ohio, your mama told me so When the best I could do was the factory You didn't get much when you got me, maybe that's true But oh, oh I got you, oh, oh I got you I got something that money can't buy Cross my heart and I hope to die Don't need nothing that I can't afford I got you and I thank the lord Now if all that's left is the rocking chair I'll be fine knowing you'll be there, rocking too Oh, oh I got you, oh, oh I got you Oh, oh I got you, oh, oh I got you Oh, oh I got you, oh, oh I got you Oh, oh I got you, oh, oh I got you |
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10. |
| 3:13 | ||||
he owns a big estate
just south of savannah and a high rise hotel in down-town atlanta add half the state of georgia to his name she'd be set for life in his coloniel manner he laid the world at her feet on a silver platter but all i had to offer her, was |