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| 3:29 | 
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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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| 4:07 |
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Well some people bitch, Lord, some people holler, Each man can do just what he wants, But we've all got ot pull our load. About the long days on the road. It ain't as bad as they say. As for myself, I'm gonna take the highway, Give me wine, women, whiskey, and rock 'n roll, Chorus: And let me sleep my days away. C'mon baby, let the good times roll. C'mon baby, let the good times roll. I've been all throughout the South land. I ought to settle down some place, Keep moving on down the line. But I just can't find the time. Give me wine, whiskey, women, and rock 'n roll, It ain't as bad as they say. As for myself, gonna take this highway, And let me sleep my days away. Chorus: C'mon baby, let the good times roll. C'mon baby, let the good times roll. Chorus: Chorus: C'mon baby, let the good times roll. C'mon baby, let the good times roll. C'mon baby, let the good times roll. C'mon baby, let the good times roll.
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| 6:44 |
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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 Tennessee, ha! But I'm going back to gator country where the wine and the women are free. 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 many roads I've traveled but they all kind of look the same. There's a gator in the bushes, Lord, he calling my name. 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. 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 many roads I've traveled but they all kinda look the same. There's a gator in the bushes, Lord, he calling my name. Yep. 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 they got high tides and sure looks good to me. There's a gator in the bushes, he's calling my name. Saying come on boy, you better make it back home again. There's so many roads I've traveled but they all kinda look the same. There's a gator in the bushes , Lord, he's calling my name. Oh gator country, a little bit of that chomp chomp |
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| 3:58 |
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Oh, listen to my story:
Life is getting stranger baby. As we travel on. People don't know the difference no more between right and wrong. Say it's going to be a cold dark night when the creeper comes along. Watch out for the steel blade, baby, All shiny and long. 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, He'll stick you in the back. Drive off in your Cadillac. 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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| 9:25 | 
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| 3:09 |
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New York City, you're so big and tough,
Well here we come, baby, struttin' our stuff. Well we look kinda freaky we're pretty damn bad. Cause Southern cookin' is all we've ever had. Oh, cook 'em up some greens, baby. I've seen the mountains up in Tennessee. Sweet little hill women satisfied me. We all know it's tough and it's an uphill battle. But we're running 'em hard baby, sitting in the saddle. Oh, come on baby. New York City you're so big and tough. My pistols are loaded, I feel rough. Well. we've heard of your punks and high heeled steppers. We're bad southern boys and don't you forget us. |
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| 7:43 |
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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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| 4:08 |
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I'm going to tell you about it here,
I can't remember how old I was, When Mama said to me, If it makes you happy, son, Then be what you want to be. Now, Lord, that my arms they're reaching for the sky. The people I thought were my friends are starting to wonder why, And I say Chorus: Have some trust in your old friend, baby, I'll be around if you need a helping hand. I've traveled around, Lord, playing my songs almost for free, If you're wondering what it's worth, it means the world to me. Now all they do is turn their heads when I walk by, I can't see why they don't understand, hell, they just wondering why, And I say Chorus: Have some trust in your old friend, baby, I'll be around if you need a helping hand. The time has come for me to say these words to all of you. Y'all always trusted me before, well I am doing what I got to do, You talk about me behind my back and play your foolish games. But when it comes to real trust, baby, It's worth much more than fame. Have some trust in your old friend, baby, I'll be around if you need a helping hand. (REPEAT) |
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| 9. |
| 12:18 |
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The Harp Jam
Danny Joe Brown-Duane Roland-Dave Hlubek Steve Holland-Banner Thomas-Bruce Crump Is not Atlanta, GA is the Rock n Roll capital of the world!!!! Then let's hear you make it the Rock n Roll capital of the world Rock it!! Whooo Well, let's mellow it out, just a little bit, now, huh!! C‘mon, son Awww, yeah Whooo In case my wind has a hole, huh How ya feelin Yeah, yeah Well, I'll tell ya what....you sure makin us feel good this evenin, I wanna let ya know about it, huh. Tell ya what I want to do with us right now. Turn it all loose and get with us on this part of this song, huh You know the words, so sing it with us, c'mon We're gonna have some fun tonight, have some fun tonight, have some fun tonight, have some fun tonight, have some fun tonight. We're gonna have some fun, baby, have some fun tonight. C'mon, now, sing it!! Have some fun!!! Have some fun, baby, have some fun tonight!!! Pick it Whooo Yeah, yeah. Keep it Rockin, huh, keep it alive Tell ya what I wanna do Wanna take just a second now to introduce this little band to ya, from Jacksonville, huh. Oh, yeah From VA Beach, VA.....Steve Holland Steve Holland....one time, huh!!! Oh, yeah. Got this other fella, he's from Jax, FL. Y'all welcome Duane Roland. Ahhhh, get on with it!!! Duane Roland. Whooo Oh, yeah. Our bass player is from Jax, FL. A warm welcome for Banner Thomas A little backbone out there, c'mon now Oh, yeah Give that boy something to work on. Oh, yeah. Whooo Yah Banner Thomas on bass guitar. Oh, yeah. From Jax, FL, a big Atlanta welcome for Dave Hlubek. Dave Hlubek, one time, huh. Oh, yeah. From Memphis, TN....our drummer, Bruce Crump. Yah. Bruce Crump on drums, huh. Yeah Whooo My name's Danny Joe Brown....I'm from Jacksonville, and we're Molly Hatchet, baby. Atlanta, thank y'all for invitin us back. It's so good to be back home. Everybody, keep Rockin, we'll see ya again real soon, c'mon!!!! Whooo We're goin right home, sweet Atlanta, thank you. Yeah, that's 96 Rock, thank you Thank you everybody very much, we'll see ya again and do it later, huh. Good night. |
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| 3:23 |
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Well here comes the story baby that I want you all to know, Started off one day and took off down the road. 'Bought what brought me down, what got me feeling low, Seeking' my fame and fortune, and trying to tote the load. One man's pleasure is another man's pain. One man's loss is another man's gain. I left my woman in Jacksonville and took off down the line. She had her way of thinking and Lord knows I had mine. Chorus: Couldn't take the pain, baby, of staying all alone. She could not take the pain of me not being home. Chorus: One man's pleasure is another man's pain. One man's loss is another man's gain. Now when I left this town it was for her and for me. Now I'm home all alone, with a paper that says I'm free. I guess I'll hit the road again, and do what I do best. To hell with her, to hell with him, to hell with all the rest. One man's loss is another man's gain. Chorus: One man's pleasure is another man's pain. Chorus: One man's loss is another man's gain. One man's pleasure is another man's pain. Now tell me people, who's to blame?
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| 5:02 |
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Rock n Roll!!!!!!!
I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees. Yes, down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees. Sweet Lord, I'm beggin' for mercy, won't you take me, if you please?? I went down to the crossroads, tried to flag a ride You tried that lately?? Down to the crossroads, tried to flag a ride. Nobody seemed to know me, everybody passed me by. Well, I'm going down to Rosedale, take Loretta by my side Yes, down to Rosedale, take Loretta by my side Do you still have a house, baby, on the riverside? Ahhhh, burn it up!!! (Lead break) Going down to Rosedale, take Loretta by my side. Yes, down to Rosedale, take Loretta by my side. Do you still have a house, baby, on the riverside? Ohhhh, I got something to believe in. Stick it!!! (Lead break 2) Yah. You can run, you can run. Tell all my friends, I'll be back. We'll see y'all again, Atlanta. Take it easy, huh!!! You can run, you can run. Tell my friends, I'll be back, and I'll be standin' in the crossroads I believe I'm sinkin' down. Good night everybody. God Bless ya and Thank you!!! Thanks everybody Good night. |
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| 7:50 |
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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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