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| 1. |
| 3:39 | 
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| 2. |
| 2:46 | 
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I've been down the Mississippi,
Down through New Orleans, Yes, I have. I've played in California, There ain't too much I haven't seen. No, there ain't. Well, I'm a ramblin' man, Don't fool around with a ramblin' man. Left a girl in West Virginia, Up there where that green grass grows, Yes, I did. Another girl in Cincinnati, Waitin' where the Ohio River flows, Poor girl! I'm a ramblin' man, Don't give your heart to a ramblin' man. You'd better move away, You're standin' too close to the flame. Once I mess with your mind, Your little heart won't beat the same. Lord, I'm a ramblin' man, Don't mess around with any ol' ramblin' man. Better not! Well, up in Chicago, I was known as "Quiet Boy," Yes, I was! Down in Alabama, They call me "The man of joy," Still do! Well, I'm a ramblin' man, Don't fall in love with a ramblin' man. You'd better move away, You're standin' too close to the flame. Once I mess with your mind, Your little heart won't beat the same. Lord, I'm a ramblin' man, Don't mess around with any ol' ramblin' man. |
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| 3. |
| 3:35 |
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Low down leaving sun
Done, did everything that needs done Woe is me, why can't I see? I'd best be leaving well enough alone Them neon light nights, couldn't stay out of fights Keep a-haunting me in memories Well is one in every crowd for crying out loud Why was it always turning out to be me? Where does it go? The good Lord only knows Seems like it was just the other day I was down at Green Gables, hawking them tables And generally blowing all my hard earned pay Piano rolled blues, danced holes in my shoes There weren't another other way to be For lovable losers, no account boozers And honky tonk heroes like me Where does it go? The good Lord only knows Seems like it was just the other day I was down at Green Gables, hawking them tables Generally blowing all my hard earned pay Piano rolled blues, danced holes in my shoes There weren't another other way to be For lovable losers and no account boozers And honky tonk heroes like me Where does it go? The good Lord only knows And seems like it was just the other day I was down at Green Gables and hawking them tables And generally blowing all my hard earned pay Piano rolled blues, danced holes in my shoes There weren't another other way to be For them lovable losers and no account boozers And honky tonk heroes like me |
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| 4. |
| 3:20 |
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There only two things in life that make it worth livin'
That's guitars that tune good and firm feelin' women I don't need my name in the marquis lights I got my song and I got you with me tonight Maybe it's time we got back to the basics of love Let's go to Luckenbach Texas with Waylon and Willie and the boys This successful life we're livin' got us fueding like the Hatfield and McCoys Between Hank Williams pain songs, Newberry's train songs and blue eyes cryin' in the rain out in Luckenbach Texas ain't nobody feelin' no pain So baby let's sell your diamond ring Buy some boots and faded jeans and go away This coat and tie is choking me In your high society you cry all day We've been so busy keepin' up with the Jones Four car garage and we're still building on Maybe it's time we got back to the basics of love Chorus: Let's go to Luckenbach Texas with Waylon and Willie and the boys This successful life we're livin' got us fueding like the Hatfield and McCoys Between Hank Williams pain songs, Newberry's train songs and blue eyes cryin' in the rain out in Luckenbach Texas ain't nobody feelin' no pain Let's go to Luckenbach Texas with Waylon and Willie and the boys This successful life we're livin' got us fueding like the Hatfield and McCoys Between Hank Williams pain songs, Newberry's train songs and blue eyes cryin' in the rain out in Luckenbach Texas ain't nobody feelin' no pain |
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| 5. |
| 3:00 |
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> A long time forgotten
Are dreams that just fell by the way. And the good life he promised Ain't what she's living today. But she never complains Of the bad times or bad things he's done, Lord. She just talks about the good times they've had And all the good times to come. She's a good-hearted woman In love with a good-timin' man. She loves him in spite of his ways That she don't understand. Through teardrops and laughter, They'll pass through this world hand in hand, A good-hearted woman Lovin' her good-timin' man. He likes the night life, The bright lights, and good-timin' friends. When the party's all over, She'll welcome him back home again. Lord knows she don't understand him, But she does the best that she can. 'Cause she's a good-hearted woman; She loves her good-timin' man. She's a good-hearted woman In love with a good-timin' man. She loves him in spite of his ways That she don't understand. Through teardrops and laughter, They'll pass through this world hand in hand, A good-hearted woman Lovin' her good-timin' man. |
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| 3:03 |
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I have seen the morning burning golden on the mountain in the skies
Aching with the feeling of the freedom of an eagle when she flies Turning on the world, the way she smiled upon my soul as I lay dying Healing as the colors in the sunshine and the shadows of her eyes Loving her was easier than anything I'll ever do again Coming close together With a feeling that I'd never known before in my time She ain't ashamed to be a woman or afraid to be a friend I don't know the answer to the easy way she opened every door in my mind But dreaming was as easy as believing it was never gonna end Loving her was easier than anything I'll ever do again Waking in the morning to the feeling of her fingers on my skin Wiping out the traces of the people and the places that I"ve been Teaching me that yesterday was something that I never thought of trying Talking of tomorrow and the money, love and time we had to spend |
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| 4:12 |
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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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| 2:31 |
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Oh rainy day woman
I never seem to see your for the good times or the sunshine You have been a friend of mine, rainy day woman That woman of mine, she ain't happy 'Til she finds something wrong and someone to blame If it ain't one thing it's another one on the way Woke up this mornin' to the sunshine It sure as hell looks just like rain But I know where to go on a cloudy day Oh rainy day woman I never seem to see your for the good times or the sunshine You have been a friend of mine, rainy day woman Always the same never complain Though times gotta be tough It's not right for you what can I do I can never think of givin' you up Oh rainy day woman I never seem to see your for the good times or the sunshine You have been a friend of mine, rainy day woman Oh rainy day woman I never seem to see your for the good times or the sunshine You have been a friend of mine, rainy day woman |
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| 2:07 |
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Just two good ole boys,
Never meaning no harm. Beats all you never saw, been in trouble with the law Since the day they was born. Straightenin' the curves, Flattenin' the hills. Someday the mountain might get 'em but the law never will. Makin' their wayyyyyy, the only way they know how. Well, that's just a little bit more than the law will allow. Just two good ole boys, Wouldn't change if they could. Fightin' the system like two modern day Robin Hoods. [Yee-haw] |
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| 2:59 |
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I've held it all inward, God knows, I've tried,
But it's an awful awakening in a country boy's life, To look in the mirror in total surprise. At the hair on my shoulders and the age in my eyes. Amanda, light of my life. Fate should have made you a gentleman's wife. Amanda, light of my life. Fate should have made you a gentleman's wife. It's a measure of people who don't understand, The pleasures of life in a hillbilly band. I got my first guitar when I was fourteen, Well I finally made forty, still wearing jeans. Amanda, light of my life. Fate should have made you a gentleman's wife. Amanda, light of my life. Fate should have made you a gentleman's wife. |
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| 3:50 |
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> Hank let's talk about your daddy
Tell me how your momma loved that man. Well, just break a bottle hoss I'll tell ya' about the drifting cowboy band. We wont talk about the habits. Just the music and the man that's all. Now Hank, you just gotta tell me Did your daddy really write all them songs, did he. That don't deserve no answer hoss Let's light up and just move along. Do you think he wrote 'em about your momma Or about the man who done her wrong You know that. Yeah, back then they called him crazy Nowadays they call him a saint Now the ones that call him crazy Are still riding on his name. Well, if he was here right now Bocephus Would he think that we were right? Do you think he might? Don't you know he would Watusy Be right here by our side. If we left for a show in Provo Be the first one on the bus and ready to ride Last one to go hoss. Wherever he is I hope he's happy You know, I hope he's doing well. Yes, I do. He is 'Cause he's got one arm around my momma now And her sure did love Miss Audrey and raising hell. I wont ask you no more questions To the stories only Hank could tell And he could tell 'em. Back then they called him crazy Now days they call him a saint . Most folks don't know that They fired him from the Opry And that 'caused his greatest pain. I'd love to tell you about lovesick How Miss Audrey loved that man. You know, I've always loved to listen to The stories about that drifting cowboy band. That man. You know when we get right down to it Still the most wanted outlaw in the land |
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| 3:44 |
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Some have said, down through history
If you last it's a mystery But I guess they don't know, what they're talking about From the mountains down to the sea You've become such a habit with me America, Amer-ica Well I come from, down around Tennessee But the people in California Are nice to me, Amer-ica It don't matter where I may roam Tell you people that it's home sweet home America, Amer-ica And my brothers are all black and white, yellow too And the red man is right, to expect a little from you Promise and then follow through, Amer-ica And the men who fell on the plains And lived, through hardship and pain America, Amer-ica And the men who could not fight In a war that ddn't seem right You let them come home, Amer-ica And my brothers are all black and white, yellow too And the red man is right, to expect a little from you Promise and then follow through, America Well I come from, down around Tennessee But the people in California Are nice to me, Amer-ica It don't matter where I may roam And my brothers are all black and white, yellow too And the red man is right, to expect a little from you Promise and then follow through, America Tell you people that it's home sweet home America, Amer-ica America, Amer-ica And my brothers are all black and white, yelow too And the red man is right, to expect a ittle from you Promise and then follow through, America It's home sweet home, Amer-ica America, Amer-ica |
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| 2:58 |
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| 2:25 |
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I hope that I won't be that wrong anymore,
And maybe I've learned this time. I hope that I find what I'm reaching for, The way that it is in my mind. Someday I'll get over you. I'll live to see it all through. But I'll always miss, Dreaming my dreams with you. But I won't let it change me, Not if I can. I'd rather believe in love. And give it away as much as I can, To those that I'm fondest of. Someday I'll get over you. I'll live to see it all through. But I'll always miss, Dreaming my dreams with you. Someday I'll get over you. I'll live to see it all through. But I'll always miss, Dreaming my dreams with you. |
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