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've always been crazy and the trouble that it's put me through
I've been busted for things that I did, and I didn't do I can't say I'm proud of all of the things that I've done But I can say I've never intentionally hurt anyone I've always been different with one foot over the line Winding up somewhere one step ahead or behind It ain't been so easy but I guess I shouldn't complain I've always been crazy but it's kept me from going insane Beautiful lady are you sure that you understand The chances your taking loving a free living man Are you really sure you really want what you see Be careful of something that's just what you want it to be I've always been crazy but it's kept me from going insane Nobody knows if it's something to bless or to blame So far I ain't found a rhyme or a reason to change I've always been crazy but it's kept me from going insane |
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| 2. |
| 2:58 | 
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| 3. |
| 4:17 |
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Billy we've come along way together and through it all
You've been just like a brother to me And Billy we've had our share of ups and downs Froze our tails sleeping on the ground When the jobs were few and far between. We've been knocking around together so long Singing them same old songs Been out in the rain so long I swear we're shrinking Billy lately I have done some thinking. When I look back on our lives We've sure had ourself a time But you know it's been a wild world we traveled And it's startin' to unravel. We leave so many loose ends behind We've been bucked off and kicked so many times And the ground just keeps gettin' harder Billy you know well as I we ain't gettin' no younger. Billy another summer's come and gone Now with winter coming on I know we planned on heading south But Billy I thought about it several days And these words I'm about to say. They don't taste good in my mouth But there's someone who's waiting back home Lord, if she'll still have me Guess I'll be saying so long you go on without me. Ain't no easy way of saying goodbye So be sure and tell 'em all down in Texas I said hi |
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| 2:26 |
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I don't look the way the average cowboy singer looks
I'll admit I've taken things I never should've took You can read a different story in a lot of different books But even then you won't really know How it was a long time ago Women have been my trouble since I found out they weren't men In spite of that I stopped and took a wife now and then They built their fences high but they couldn't hold me in I was born with a fire down below And I learned to fly a long time ago Don't ask me about the years I spent out in the rain About the ones I spent in love or the ones I spent insane Don't ask me who I gave my seat to on that plane I think you already know I told you that a long time ago Me and ol' Willie, lordy we've been sold and bought I guess you'll heard about some kind of system that we fought We ain't the only outlaws just the only ones they caught They tried to run us off but Willie's slow I quit running a long time ago |
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| 2:58 |
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| 6. |
| 6:06 |
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| 3:30 |
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| 3:32 |
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Each night I leave the barroom when it's over not feeling any pain at closin' time
But tonight your mem'ry found me much too sober I couldn't drink enough to get you off my mind Tonight the bottle let me down let your memory come around The one true friend that I thought I'd found tonight the bottle let me down I've always had a bottle I could turn to lately I've been turning every day But the booze don't take effect the way it used to I keep a hurtin' in an old familiar way Tonight the bottle let me down Tonight the bottle let me down |
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| 2:41 |
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| 10. |
| 4:35 |
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You take the lady...I'll take the lesson
I can't say that anyone's...Doin' me wrong Cause I allways knew....That the girl had a weakness For whistlers and jugglers....and singers of songs Now she was a child...Back when I first met her And the woman inside her...Was just bein' born And I knew she'd come with me...Cause she had a fever For whistlers and jugglers...and singers of songs. And the whistler will whistle her...A song she can dance to And jugglers will cheer her...When she starts to cry The singer will sing her.....A bed of red roses] Where she might let you....lie by her side She'll laugh in the face...of the wealthy and famous And you'll never lose her..To the handsome or strong But all of your life son...Watch over your shoulder For whistlers and jusgglers...and singers of songas.. Repeat the chorus.......... |
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