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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Nuthin' Fancy (1975)
I recall when I used to come home never had a dime
But Lord I always had a good time And I recall drinkin' wine with one of my friends Lord, I can't go back again Am I losin' my own way back home Am I losin' a good friend that I've known Am I losin' won't you tell me how I've sinned Why am I losin one of my bets friends And I recall this friend of mine I knew so well It goes to show Lord you just can't tell Now my friend won't talk to me Let me tell you why he thinks I 've changed because of a dollar sign And its so strange when you get just a little money Your so called friends want to act just a little funny They'll blame you But I'm not the one that's here to blame Its you my friend that's really changed Its a shame, such a shame Am I losin' once again Why these things happen, Lord I don't understand But Lord it can sure hurt a man Why my friend won't take me as I am 'Cause your friend Lord is the most important thing |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - 1991 (1991)
I snuck around the corner he had this guy down I through the first punch that's when he hit the ground To survive in the street you gotta win the first round 'Cause if you want eat you gotta be the baddest one around I'm a backstreet crawler Daddy paid for college I earned a degree Got a job up on Wall Street Where I learned to make the little man bleed That's when I got stomped like a cattle stampede Had a nervous breakdown all my friends and family left me (chorus) Yeah I'm a backstreet crawler When you see them on the concrete it's their spirit that's harder Yeah I'm a backstreet crawler Where your ego meets defeat and your pride can't get no smaller Yeah I'm a backstreet crawler Yeah I'm a backstreet crawler I guess you might say it sure is a shame I used to have everything oh how my life has changed Yeah I'm broken and torn I've never been free Lost everything that meant a thing to me (repeat chorus) |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Second Helping (1974)
Call me the breeze I keep blowin' down the road Well now they call me the breeze I keep blowin' down the road I ain't got me nobody I don't carry me no load Ain't no change in the weather Ain't no changes in me Well there ain't no change in the weather Ain't no changes in me And I ain't hidin' from nobody Nobody's hidin' from me Oh, that's the way its supposed to be Well I got that green light baby I got to keep movin' on Well I got that green light baby I got to keep movin' on Well I might go out to California Might go down to Georgia I don't know Well I dig you Georgia peaches Makes me feel right at home Well now I dig you Georgia peaches Makes me feel right at home But I don't love me no one woman So I can't stay in Georgia long Well now they call me the breeze I keep blowin' down the road Well now they call me the breeze I keep blowin' down the road I ain't got me nobody I don't carry me no load Oooh Mr Breeze |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Nuthin' Fancy (1975)
Cheatin woman make you crazy
Cheatin' woman make you a fool She'll leave your heart so lonely Brother there's nothin' you can do Well I can't stand the pain no more She don't want my love for sure She don't even want poor me Knockin' on her front door Why did you make me love you sister When you knew you was untrue You loved every man with pants on Yes a dozen to you is too few I'm gonna shoot you and end your world Then you won't bother poor me You won't bother poor me no longer Cheatin' woman -- gonna shoot ya Oh woman why you do me Oh Lord the way you do I done everything I can baby Seems like nothin' reaches you I'm gonna get that pistol gal I'm gonna shoot you and all your pals You ain't gonna bother poor me You won't bother poor me no longer |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Southern Knights (1996)
Well, there's a devil in the bottle, staring straight at me Daring me to reach out, but I know he's testing me If I take just one sip, I become that devil's son Act a fool, sell my soul before God and everyone Oh Lord, I know, I only hurt the ones I love I'm walkin' down this dead end road, all alone and by myself Wish I could blame the whiskey, but I can only blame myself Running out of chances, and Lord that's such a crime I got to find the answer before I lose my mind Oh Lord its a cryin shame, oh Lord I've caused so much pain I only hurt the ones I love There's a devil in a bottle that just won't let me be So many times I've been hurtin' my soul and family But I got free on the day I fought the Devil in the bottle The next time that ol' devil tries to get the best of me I'll smash that bottle against the wall and know I'm finally free There's a devil in a bottle that just won't let me be There's so many times I let him hurt me I got free the day I fought the Devil in the bottle Devil in the bottle Devil in the bottle |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Second Helping (1974)
Well, every time that I come home nobody want's to leave me be, it seems that all the friends I've got just got to come interrogate me. Well, I appreciate your feelings and I don't want to pass you by but I don' t ask you 'bout your business, don't ask me about mine. Well, it's true I love the money and I love my brand new car, I like drinkin' the best of whiskey and playin' in a honky tonk bar. But when I come off the road, well, I just gotta have my time 'cause I gotta find a break in this action, else I'm gonna lose my mind. So don't ask me no questions and I won't tell you no lies. So don't ask me 'bout my business and I won't tell you goodbye. Well, what's you favorite color and do you dig the Brothers drivin' me up the wall and every time I think I can sleep some fool has got to call. Well, don't you think that when I come home I just want a little peace of mind? If you want to talk about the business, buddy, you're just wasting time. So don't ask me no questions and I won't tell you no lies. So don't ask me 'bout my business and I won't tell you goodbye. So don't ask no stupid questions and I won't send you away. If you want to talk fishin', well, I guess that'll be OK. |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Second Helping (1974)
Well, every time that I come home nobody want's to leave me be, it seems that all the friends I've got just got to come interrogate me. Well, I appreciate your feelings and I don't want to pass you by but I don' t ask you 'bout your business, don't ask me about mine. Well, it's true I love the money and I love my brand new car, I like drinkin' the best of whiskey and playin' in a honky tonk bar. But when I come off the road, well, I just gotta have my time 'cause I gotta find a break in this action, else I'm gonna lose my mind. So don't ask me no questions and I won't tell you no lies. So don't ask me 'bout my business and I won't tell you goodbye. Well, what's you favorite color and do you dig the Brothers drivin' me up the wall and every time I think I can sleep some fool has got to call. Well, don't you think that when I come home I just want a little peace of mind? If you want to talk about the business, buddy, you're just wasting time. So don't ask me no questions and I won't tell you no lies. So don't ask me 'bout my business and I won't tell you goodbye. So don't ask no stupid questions and I won't send you away. If you want to talk fishin', well, I guess that'll be OK. |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Southern Knights (1996)
Eleven times I been busted, eleven times I been to jail Some of the times I been there nobody could go my bail Well it seems to me, Lord that this ol' boy just don't fit Well I can jump in a rosebush and come out smelling like sh... Those misters dressed in blue never done so right by me Some of the times I was innocent but the judge said guilty I'm not one to complain now son I tell you true When the black cat cross your trail, Lord It comes in misery times two (Chorus) Double trouble--that's what my friends all call me (Double trouble) I said, double trouble T-R-O-U-B-L-E Well I was born down in the gutter With a temper as hot as fire Spent ninety days on a peat farm just doin' the county's time Well now, even mama said Son you're bad news And it won't be too long before someone puts one through you (Chorus) (Chorus) |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Southern Knights (1996)
Well Billy Joe told me, said everything's lookin' fine
He's got the place all secured, got the icebox full of wine He said hurry on over and don't be late He got three lovely ladies who just won't wait Do some down south jukin' And lookin' for a peace of |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - 1991 (1991)
It was a late night show in Georgia We were on the 'ol highway We know we've lost some friends And family on the way But you know we all feel better And it makes it worth our time To know our bus is rollin' towards That Mason-Dixon line (chorus) Oh we can't seem to find the end of the road Roots never grow on the seeds that we sow We've still got our music and so many miles to go You know we can't seem to find the end of the road We know we've got a legacy that's hard to live up to But there's still a lot of reasons Why we play these songs for you It's a family tradition and as long as we're around That Freebird keeps on flyin' and it never will come down (repeat chorus) Oh we can't seem to find the end of the road Roots never grow on the seeds that we sow We can't seem to find the end of the road No matter how far we travel it always seems to slow We still got our music and so many miles to go You know we can't seem to find Lord the end of the road The end of the road |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Pronounced Leh-Nerd Skin-Nerd (1973)
If I leave here tomorrow would you still remember me For I must be travelling on now there's too many places I gotta see 후렴 And if I stay here with you girl things just wouldn't be the same For I'm as free as a bird now and this bird you cannot change and the bird you cannot change and this bird you cannot change Lord knows I can't change 간주 Bye bye it's been sweet love, yeah though this feeling I can't change Please don't take it so badly Lord knows I must play 후렴 반복 |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Southern Knights (1996)
If I leave here tomorrow Would you still remember me For I must be traveling on now There's too many places I've got to see If I stay here with you girl Things just couldn't be the same 'Cause I'm as free as a bird now And this bird you cannot change Oh, and the bird you cannot change And this bird you cannot change Lord knows I can't change Bye-bye babe, it's been sweet, love 'Though this feeling I can't change But please don't take this so badly 'Cause Lord knows I'm to blame But if I stay here with you girl Things just couldn't be the same 'Cause I'm as free as a bird now And this bird you cannot change Oh, and the bird you cannot change And this bird you cannot change Lord knows I can't change Lord help me I can't change |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Pronounced Leh-Nerd Skin-Nerd (1973)
I was cuttin the rug down at a place called 'The Jug' with a girl named Linda Lou When in walked a man with a gun in his hand he was looking for you know who He said "Hey there fellow with the hair coloured yellow, watcha tryin' to proove? Cuz' this is my woman there and I'm a man who cares and this might be all for you" (I said "excuse me!") I was scared and fearing for my life I was shaking like a leaf on a tree Cuz' he was lean and mean and big and bad, Lord, pointing that gun at me Oh! wait a minute mister, I didn't even kiss her don't want no trouble with you and I know you don't owe me but I wish you would let me ask one favour from you Say won't you Gimme 3 steps, gimme 3 steps mister, gimme 3 steps toward the door? Gimme 3 steps, gimme 3 steps mister and you'll never see me no more." (Guitar solo) Oh well the crowd cleared away and I began to pray and the water fell down to the floor and I'm telling you, son, it ain't no fun, staring straight down a fourty-four. Well, he turned and screamed at Linda Lou, and that's the break I was looking for and you could hear me screaming a mile away as I was headed out toward the door. Oh won't you Gimme 3 steps, gimme 3 steps mister, gimme 3 steps toward the door? Gimme 3 steps, gimme 3 steps mister and you'll never see me no more." |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Southern Knights (1996)
I was cuttin the rug down at a place called 'The Jug' with a girl named Linda Lou
When in walked a man with a gun in his hand he was looking for you know who He said "Hey there fellow with the hair coloured yellow, watcha tryin' to proove? Cuz' this is my woman there and I'm a man who cares and this might be all for you" (I said "excuse me!") I was scared and fearing for my life I was shaking like a leaf on a tree Cuz' he was lean and mean and big and bad, Lord, pointing that gun at me Oh! wait a minute mister, I didn't even kiss her don't want no trouble with you and I know you don't owe me but I wish you would let me ask one favour from you Say won't you Gimme 3 steps, gimme 3 steps mister, gimme 3 steps toward the door? Gimme 3 steps, gimme 3 steps mister and you'll never see me no more." (Guitar solo) Oh well the crowd cleared away and I began to pray and the water fell down to the floor and I'm telling you, son, it ain't no fun, staring straight down a fourty-four. Well, he turned and screamed at Linda Lou, and that's the break I was looking for and you could hear me screaming a mile away as I was headed out toward the door. Oh won't you Gimme 3 steps, gimme 3 steps mister, gimme 3 steps toward the door? Gimme 3 steps, gimme 3 steps mister and you'll never see me no more." |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - 1991 (1991)
My baby came home late last night I said girl I gotta talk to you I've been drinkin' with the man next door He said he's been singin' with you Whoever's tellin' lies it's time to say bye-bye You know my mama didn't raise no fool (chorus) You're gonna walk out that door you'll never see me anymore Tell you what I'm gonna do I'm gonna love ya' just one more time I'd love to see what you've got I don't care if it takes all night Gonna make you remember for the rest of your life oh baby We had a good thing a good thing goin' But ain't been seein' eye to eye You had a good thing but it's all over Might as well wave and say goodbye It's easy to see the guilt in your eyes Girl I want you to tell me the truth Was he worth the risk and all the trouble he's caused Now it comes down to me and you You thought I was blind when you were gone all the time Playin' me for a fool (repeat chorus) We had a good thing goin' baby but it's all over Good thing, good thing goin'....... |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Pronounced Leh-Nerd Skin-Nerd (1973)
Well, I'll tell you plainly baby What I plan to do 'Cause I may be crazy baby But I ain't no fool Your daddy's rich, mama You're overdue But I ain't the one, baby Been messing with you Got bells in your mind, mama So won't you pardon me I think its time for me to move along I do believe Now you're talking jive, woman When you say to me Your daddy's gonna take us in baby 'N take care of me You know and I know, woman I ain't the one I never hurt you sweet heart I never pulled my gun Got bells in your mind, baby So won't you pardon me? I think its time for me to move along I do believe Time for me to put my boots out in the street baby Are you ready boots -- walk on All right there missy, let me tell you a thing or two Now you're talking jive, woman When you say to me Your daddy's gonna take us in baby 'N take care of me When you know and I know, woman I ain't the one That ain't my idea -- uh unh -- of having fun Got rings in your eyes lady So won't you pardon me I think its time for me to move along I do believe I must be in the middle of some kind of conspiracy |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Southern Knights (1996)
Well, I'll tell you plainly baby What I plan to do 'Cause I may be crazy baby But I ain't no fool Your daddy's rich, mama You're overdue But I ain't the one, baby Been messing with you Got bells in your mind, mama So won't you pardon me I think its time for me to move along I do believe Now you're talking jive, woman When you say to me Your daddy's gonna take us in baby 'N take care of me You know and I know, woman I ain't the one I never hurt you sweet heart I never pulled my gun Got bells in your mind, baby So won't you pardon me? I think its time for me to move along I do believe Time for me to put my boots out in the street baby Are you ready boots -- walk on All right there missy, let me tell you a thing or two Now you're talking jive, woman When you say to me Your daddy's gonna take us in baby 'N take care of me When you know and I know, woman I ain't the one That ain't my idea -- uh unh -- of having fun Got rings in your eyes lady So won't you pardon me I think its time for me to move along I do believe I must be in the middle of some kind of conspiracy |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Second Helping (1974)
Ain't no need to worry
Ain't no use to cry 'Cause I'll be comin' home soon To keep you satisfied You know I get so lonely That I feel I can't go on And it feels so good inside, baby Just to call you on the telephone I said... Oh baby, I love you What more can I say Oh baby, I need you I miss you more everyday I woke up early this morning And sun came shining down And it found me wishin' and hopin' Mama, you could be around Well ,you know that I need you More than the air that I breathe And I guess I'm just trying to tell you woman Oh, what you mean to me I try to tell you I love you In each and every way I'm trying to tell you I need you Much more than a piece of leg Oh baby, I love you What more can I say Oh baby I need your sweet lovin I miss you more every day |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Nuthin' Fancy (1975)
New York City is a thousand miles away
And if you ask me, I'll tell you that's OK Now I'm not trying to put the big apple down 'Cause they don't need a man like me in town I pick cotton down on the Dixie line Work hard all day tryin' to make a dime But that's allright, that's OK by me 'Cause that's the way that it was meant to be Big city, hard times don't bother me I'm a country boy, I'm as happy as I can be I don't like smoke chokin' up my air And some of those city folks well they don't care I don't like cars buzzing around I don't even want a piece of concrete in my town I like sunshine, fresh clean air Makes me feel like you wouldn't care but that's all right, each to his own But one smell from the city And this country boy is gone Big city, hard times don't bother me I'm a country boy, I'm as happy as I can be Well, I don't want to even read about it Let me tell you something, let me tell you true What's right for me might not be right for you Well, you live your way, I'll live mine And I hope that your happy all the time I pick cotton down on the Dixie line Work hard all day tryin' to make a dime But that's all right, that's OK by me 'Cause that's the way that it was supposed to be Big city, hard times never bother me I'm a country boy, I'm as happy as I can be Let me tell ya, ... I said Big city, hard times never bother me I'm a country boy, I'm as happy as I can be Ooh, that's my way, baby I don't want you to even tell me about the big city I don't want to read about it... |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - 1991 (1991)
You got to lock your doors, keep the world out We're closin' ourselves in If you watch the news it'll scare you to death To Hell and back again The only justice here's at the wrong end of a gun Got the criminal makin' the laws got the good men on the run I've seen enough We don't own anything we've got we've givin' it all away But that don't make no sense to me you know who's gonna pay It's the man in the factory workin' twelve hours a day The woman workin' in the restaurant with another kid on the way [Chorus:] Isn't anything in this life sacred anymore We can't lose what we've got it's worth fightin' for I've seen enough, I've seen enough to make a grown man cry A man's standin' by the road a sign in his hand He don't want your charity he says I ain't no begger man All I need is a chance to get back on my feet But we just pass him by well it could be you or me I've seen enough I ain't the kind to just sit back and watch the world go 'round It's not too late to change let's turn this shit around [Chorus] |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - 1991 (1991)
There's a rumour goin' 'round on the backside of town
Jake is out to get some revenge Has fire in his eyes since his brother died Shot down by a so-called friend For a fifty dollar gram is what the neighbors say Drugs had control of his life Caught up on crack you're tryin' to think back The devil had him hooked you could see it in his eyes It's a killer There's a cold house at the corner of the street The kids come and go there at night Jerry drove up in front of the house Somebody pulled out a knife Jerry freaked out and went for his gun Shot him right between the eyes All he ever wanted was a twenty dollar high But now he's locked up for the rest of his life (chorus) It's a killer there's no way out baby once your in It's a killer steal from your family Then you'll turn on your friends It's a killer It can happen to you So don't you never, never give in It's a killer The neighborhood I used to call home These days it's lookin' like a war zone Unemployment on the rise but the black market thrives Money just keeps changin' hands The laws are gettin' tough sometimes it's not enough To satisfy supply and demand Trouble breaks out there's fightin' in the streets Bullets flyin' all around An innocent child caught in the line of fire All because there weren't enough drugs to go around (repeat chorus) (repeat chorus) |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - 1991 (1991)
Are you a saint then don't be a stranger Were you sent down from Heaven to show me the way And if you ain't then I see a danger You better take a minute and hear what I've got to say (chorus) 'Cause I'll keep on tryin' to put it straight to you You better give it straight to me 'Cause most women seem to have a good time Makin' a fool out of me I'm keepin' my faith I've made up my mind I've got nothin' left to lose just lay it on the line I'm keepin' my faith yea I'll find the one Who won't steal me blind who won't turn and run I'm keepin' my faith I'm trustin' in you So don't treat me like those other ones do Ain't no gettin' 'round it tell me to my face Do you think I'm a fool for keepin' my faith in you I'll treat you right I'll do you better I won't disappoint you I won't make you cry My friends tell me if you let her She'll empty your pockets she'll spend you dry (repeat chorus twice) |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Nuthin' Fancy (1975)
"Well when I was a young-un they used to teach me to play music like this here..." When I look in your face baby When I look in your eyes I can tell pretty mama I been wastin' time 'Cause you don't really love me You just love me for what I am But you b |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - 1991 (1991)
She'd wake us up early every mornin'
She'd help us say our prayers every night She was always there to help us through the hard times We could count on her to make everything alright I remember swingin' on the front porch Papa said there's somethin' I need to say tonight Mama's been sick for a long time Let's pray to God she can make it through the night (chorus) Mama don't wanna say goodbye She said wipe those tears from your eyes Mama I don't wanna say goodbye It was written in the Heavens and the skies above Son I gave you birth showed you all my love I can't think of this life without you it's hard to try Mama I'm afraid to say goodbye Now kids I've been hangin' on a long time I hate to leave this world before your grown Remember everything that I've taught you Remember all the good times when I'm gone (repeat chorus) She whispered in my ear before she passed away Son it's time to be a man ain't nothin' left to say Jesus walked on water I know it's true When it comes time he'll call you home I hope your ready too (repeat chorus) |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Pronounced Leh-Nerd Skin-Nerd (1973)
I've got my pistols in my pockets boys, I'm Alabama bound. I've got my pistols in my pockets boys, I'm I'm Alabama bound. Well, I'm not looking for no trouble But nobody dogs me 'round. Now well, I'm going to fetch my woman, people Tri-cities here I come. Oh, well, I'm going to fetch my woman, people Tri-cities here I come 'Cause she was raised up on that cornbread And I know she's gonna give me some. Gimme some, babe... Oh when the kid hits Alabama, people Don't you try to dog him 'round. Ah, when the kid hits Alabama, people Don't you try to dog him 'round. 'Cause if you people cause me trouble, Lord, I've got to put you in the ground. Well, I was born in Mississippi Babe, don't take any stuff from you Ohah, I was born in Mississippi And I don't take any stuff from you And if I hit you on your head Boy, its got to make it black and blue. Now, when I go to Alabama With my pistols out about by my side ´Cause, I ride to Alabama With my pistols out about by my side 'Cause down in Alabama You can run, but you sure can't hide |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - 1991 (1991)
This song goes out to all the money men He drives around in a fancy car Smokes those long cuban cigars He don't know how to play guitar He can't sing but still the pretty girls think he's a star We play music got families to feed Ain't good with numbers and he knows we can't read If we get a dollar you know he gets three It ain't hard to figure out it's as simple as can be Don't ask me ask the money man These boys are livin' in a fantasy land I just keep 'em on the road so they can pay the money man I'll be long gone before they understand My promises are strong like a road made out of sand I wanna be your money man My mortgage is picked up by the band I wanna be your money man The boys, oh they're sleepin' out in the van Don't ask me ask the money man You boys are livin' in fantasy land You signed the dotted line I'm takin' all I can Your money's lookin' good in my retirement plan That's just the way it is when your playin' in a band That's my money man down on his knees He ain't prayin' but he damn sure ought to be He's at a place where money doesn't grow on trees And all his prison buddies doin' more than shoot the breeze How does it feel no money man Not too good What did you do with my money man Well I a... Well a you know a... How does it feel to be a honey man Are you sure that your still a man Aw your dressed up like a little girl Just shootin' the breeze down on your knees Money man, oh money man |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Nuthin' Fancy (1975)
I said baby mama, I don't know your name
But I said baby, sugar I can play your game Every night when we leave the hall I see you hanging around You wanna ride in my big black car baby Wanna go uptown I know who you are baby I know what they call you girl Never put you down baby I'm just like you baby, I'm on the hunt I know lady People gonna talk about you and me Let me say one thing mama, sugar I do as I please And if you wanna love me baby, I'm your man And all those high-falutin' society people I don't care if they don't undertand My daddy told me a long time ago Said there's two things son Two things you should know And in these two things you must take pride That's a horse and woman, yeah Well both of them you ride |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Nuthin' Fancy (1975)
I said baby mama, I don't know your name
But I said baby, sugar I can play your game Every night when we leave the hall I see you hanging around You wanna ride in my big black car baby Wanna go uptown I know who you are baby I know what they call you girl Never put you down baby I'm just like you baby, I'm on the hunt I know lady People gonna talk about you and me Let me say one thing mama, sugar I do as I please And if you wanna love me baby, I'm your man And all those high-falutin' society people I don't care if they don't undertand My daddy told me a long time ago Said there's two things son Two things you should know And in these two things you must take pride That's a horse and woman, yeah Well both of them you ride |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Pronounced Leh-Nerd Skin-Nerd (1973)
Daddy was a Cajun, raised on Southern land And so my kinfolks tell me, was a street-fightin' man. Well, they rushed him down to see the doctor "Hey doctor, won't you check his head?" The only thing that was wrong with him Was Johnny Walker's Red He drank ole poison whiskey 'Til it killed him dead. It happened back in the bayou many years ago Satan came to take him and he did it real slow Well, they rushed him back to see the doctor The doctor just shook his head, "Twenty years of rotgut whiskey Done killed the poor man dead." He drank ole poison whiskey 'Til it killed him dead. Take a tip from me, people... brothers can't you see Ain't no future in ole poison whiskey. They're gonna rush you down to see the doctor, The doctor's gonna shake his head. The only thing he's gonna tell ya "Stop drinkin' Johnny Walker's Red Don't drink poison whiskey, don't you drink it boy. |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Nuthin' Fancy (1975)
I jumped off a boxcar down around Tennessee
I was cold tired and dirty hungry as I could be But I had my guitar and a hundred railroad songs So I asked the policeman Can I stay here long He said Mr. Hobo you got to go now We don't want you around See I'm trying to build a respectable town And we don't need a hobo like you around So I left that town, Lord with my guitar in my hand Still cold and tired, kinda mad at the man But this life that I chose to live, sometime's strange See I'm trying to learn about the old music from ridin' the train I'm a hobo I know, but thta's the price I pay Guess I'll write me another song while I'm on my way Catch me another train and this is what I'll say Mr Choo-choo train take me away I'm goin' to ride this train Lord until I find out What Jimmie Rogers and the Hag was all about See I play this rock n roll and I think that's fine But I wnta to go back a little further in time I'm a hobo I know but that's the price I pay Guess I'll write me another song while I'm on my way Catch me another train and this is what I'll say Mr Choo-choo train take me away |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Nuthin' Fancy (1975)
I jumped off a boxcar down around Tennessee
I was cold tired and dirty hungry as I could be But I had my guitar and a hundred railroad songs So I asked the policeman Can I stay here long He said Mr. Hobo you got to go now We don't want you around See I'm trying to build a respectable town And we don't need a hobo like you around So I left that town, Lord with my guitar in my hand Still cold and tired, kinda mad at the man But this life that I chose to live, sometime's strange See I'm trying to learn about the old music from ridin' the train I'm a hobo I know, but thta's the price I pay Guess I'll write me another song while I'm on my way Catch me another train and this is what I'll say Mr Choo-choo train take me away I'm goin' to ride this train Lord until I find out What Jimmie Rogers and the Hag was all about See I play this rock n roll and I think that's fine But I wnta to go back a little further in time I'm a hobo I know but that's the price I pay Guess I'll write me another song while I'm on my way Catch me another train and this is what I'll say Mr Choo-choo train take me away |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Nuthin' Fancy (1975)
Two feets they come a creepin'
Like a black cat do And two bodies are lyin' naked Creeper think he got nothin' to lose So he creeps into this house, yeah And unlocks the door And while a man reaching for his trousers Shoots him full of .38 holes (Chorus) Its a Saturday night special Got a barrel that's blue and cold Ain't no good for nothin' But put a man six feet in a hole Big Jim's been drinkin' whiskey And playing poker on a losin' night Pretty soon, Big Jim starts a thinkin' Somebody been cheatin' and lyin' So Big Jim commences to fightin' I wouldn't tell you no lie And Big Jim done grab his pistol Shot his friend right between the eyes (Chorus) Hand guns are made for killin' Ain't no good for nothin' else And if you like your whiskey You might even shoot yourself So why don't we dump 'em people To the bottom of the sea Before some fool come around here Wanna shoot either you or me |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Southern Knights (1996)
Two feets they come a creepin'
Like a black cat do And two bodies are lyin' naked Creeper think he got nothin' to lose So he creeps into this house, yeah And unlocks the door And while a man reaching for his trousers Shoots him full of .38 holes (Chorus) Its a Saturday night special Got a barrel that's blue and cold Ain't no good for nothin' But put a man six feet in a hole Big Jim's been drinkin' whiskey And playing poker on a losin' night Pretty soon, Big Jim starts a thinkin' Somebody been cheatin' and lyin' So Big Jim commences to fightin' I wouldn't tell you no lie And Big Jim done grab his pistol Shot his friend right between the eyes (Chorus) Hand guns are made for killin' Ain't no good for nothin' else And if you like your whiskey You might even shoot yourself So why don't we dump 'em people To the bottom of the sea Before some fool come around here Wanna shoot either you or me |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Pronounced Leh-Nerd Skin-Nerd (1973)
Mama told me when I was young: "Come sit beside me, my only son, and listen closely to what I say and if you do this it will help you some sunny day." "Oh, take your time, don't live too fast. Troubles will come and they will pass. Go find a woman and you'll find love and don't forget, son, there is someone up above." 후렴 "And be a simple kind of man, oh, be something you love and understand. Baby, be a simple kind of man. Oh, won't you do this for me, son, if you can." "Forget your lust for the rich man's gold, all that you need is in your soul. And you can do this if you try. All that I want for you, my son, is to be satisfied." 후렴 반복 간주 "Boy, don't you worry, you'll find yourself. Follow your heart and nothing else. And you can do this, oh baby, if you try. All that I want for you, my son, is to be satisfied.' 후렴 반복 |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Southern Knights (1996)
MAMA TOLD ME WHEN I WAS YOUNG "COME SIT BESIDE ME, MY ONLY SON AND LISTEN CLOSELY TO WHAT I SAY AND IF YOU DO THIS, IT WILL HELP YOU SOME SUNNY DAY TAKE YOUR TIME... DON'T LIVE TOO FAST TROUBLES WILL COME AND THEY WILL PASS GO FIND A WOMAN AND YOU'LL FIND LOVE AND DON'T FORGET, SON THERE IS SOMEONE UP ABOVE." "AND BE A SIMPLE KIND OF MAN BE SOMETHING YOU LOVE AND UNDERSTAND BABY, BE A SIMPLE KIN OF MAN WON'T YOU DO THIS FOR ME, SON IF YOU CAN?" "FORGET YOUR LUST FOR THE RICH MAN'S GOLD ALL THAT YOU NEED IS IN YOUR SOUL AND YOU CAN DO THIS IF YOU TRY AND THAT I WANT FOR YOU MY SON IS TO BE SATISFIED" "BOY, DON'T YOU WORRY...YOU'LL FIND YOURSELF FOLLOW YOUR HEART AND NOTHING ELSE AND YOU CAN DO THIS IF YOU TRY ALL THAT I WANT FOR YOU, MY SON IS TO BE SATISFIED." |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - 1991 (1991)
I was sittin' at home all alone when I heard that telephone ring And there on the line was a friend of mine sayin' he wasn't doin' a thing So I'm steppin' out on the town tonight to party where the drinks are free There's a sweet young thing ready and waitin' on me (chorus) Young and fine, strike you blind Smokestack lightnin' make you lose your mind She's got looks that kill can fire at will Smokestack lightnin' she's all I need When we got to the place I got me a taste I knew she'd be good for a game Dancin' out on the floor she was ready for more She knew all the boys by their names I said hey sweet thing let me pull your string Let me take you home I woke up in a hour with my money and my memory gone. (repeat chorus) Young and fine strike you blind smokestack lightnin' (repeat chorus) |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - 1991 (1991)
I'm the kind of man that loves all the girls From debutantes to honky-tonk queens I've tasted every brand all around the world But all I see are peaches in my dreams I'm talkin' 'bout, I'm talkin' 'bout them southern women It's a well known fact across the Dixie line And if a man don't agree I can tell you he's blind They can drink with the best and the hell with the rest And if she takes you home you ain't gettin' no rest (chorus) I'm talkin' 'bout, I'm talkin' 'bout them southern women I'm talkin' 'bout they'll love you so slow them southern women Them southern girls They look like angels on saturday night oh-lord they got a wild side Take you places that you've never been make a man come back again Talk about mama's southern belle little girl learned her lesson well Ain't no others can cast a spell like the sweet southern women (repeat chorus) They can make a man feel so proud they can capture him with a southern style Little girl learned her lesson well ain't no others can cast a spell Like the sweet southern women them southern girls |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Second Helping (1974)
Going down to the swamp
Gonna watch me a hound dog catch a 'coon Well, I'm going down to the swamp Gonna watch me a hound dog catch a 'coon You know the hounddog make-a music On a summer night under a full moon Lord, fetch my cane pole mama Gonna catch a bream or maybe two Lord, fetch my cane pole mama Gonna catch a bream or maybe two And when the hound dog start barkin' Sounds like ol' Son House singin' the blues (chorus) Hound dog sing that Swamp, swamp, swamp, swamp music Swamp, swamp, swamp, swamp music When the hound dog starts singin' I ain't got them big ol' city blues Well, hey pretty mama Lord, just take that city hike Said go ahead pretty mama Lord, just take your city hike Well, I'd rather live with the hound dogs For the rest of my natural born life (chorus) Singing that Swamp, swamp, swamp, swamp music Swamp, swamp, swamp, swamp music Well, I'd rather live with the hounddogs For the rest of my natural born life Well, I'd wanna live with the hound dogs For the rest of my natural born life |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Second Helping (1974)
Turn it up
Big wheels keep on turnin' Carry me home to see my kin Singin' songs about the southland I miss ol' Bamee once again And I think it's a sin, yes Well, I heard Mister Young sing about her Well, I heard ol' Neil put her down Well, I hope Neil Young will remember A southern man don't need him around anyhow Sweet home Alabama Where the skies are so blue Sweet home Alabama Lord, I'm comin' home to you In Birmingham, they love the governor (Boo, boo, boo) Now we all did what we could do Now Watergate does not bother me Does your conscience bother you? Tell the truth Sweet home Alabama Where the skies are so blue Sweet home Alabama Lord, I'm comin' home to you Here I come, Alabama Now Muscle Shoals has got the Swampers And they've been known to pick a song or two (Yes, they do) Lord, they get me off so much They pick me up when I'm feelin' blue Now how 'bout you? Sweet home Alabama Where the skies are so blue Sweet home Alabama Lord, I'm comin' home to you Sweet home Alabama (Oh, sweet home) Where the skies are so blue (And the governor's true) Sweet home Alabama (Lordy) Lord, I'm comin' home to you Yeah, yeah My, Montgomery's got the answer |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Southern Knights (1996)
Big wheels keep on turning,
Carry me home to see my kin Singing songs about the southland. I miss ole bamy once again and I think it's a sin. Well, I heard Mister Young sing about her. Well, I heard ole Neil put her down. Well, I hope Neil Young will remember A southern man don't need him around anyhow. * Sweet home Alabama where the skies are so blue. Sweet home Alabama, Lord, I'm coming home to you. In Birmingham they love the Gov'nor. Now we all did what we could do. Now Watergate does not bother me. Does your conscience bother you, tell the truth. Repeat * (Solo) Now Muscle Shoals has got the Swampers And they ve been known to pick a song or two. Lord, they get me off so much, They pick me up when I'm feeling blue, now how about you. Repeat *(twice) |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Second Helping (1974)
My poor broke mama told me When I was twelve years old You eat and talk much too fast There's one thing you should know Take your time my sweet baby Take your time my blue eyed son Well you may never have his money But you won't miss no rich man's fun I can never give you money honey I can never buy you clothes But the way them women been lookin' at you Someday you should have both If you take your time my sweet baby Take your time and love them slow And if you play your cards right You won't never wait no more Well the ladies like their diamonds They like their brand new clothes But I was blessed with plenty of other things they love the most I take my time with the ladies I take my time and I love 'em slow And since I turned thirteen Lord, I ain't never wait no more I can never give you money honey I can never buy you clothes But the way them schoolgirls look at you Someday you should have both If you take your time my sweet baby Take your time and be my son Well you might never have his money But you won't miss his fun |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Southern Knights (1996)
Whiskey bottles, and brand new cars
Oak tree you're in my way There's too much coke and too much smoke Look what's going on inside you Ooooh that smell Can't you smell that smell Ooooh that smell The smell of death surrounds you Angel of darkness is upon you Stuck a needle in your arm So take another toke, have a blow for your nose One more drink fool, will drown you Ooooh that smell Can't you smell that smell Ooooh that smell The smell of death surrounds you Now they call you Prince Charming Can't speak a word when you're full of 'ludes Say you'll be all right come tomorrow But tomorrow might not be here for you Ooooh that smell Can't you smell that smell Ooooh that smell The smell of death surrounds you Hey, you're a fool you Stick them needles in your arm I know I been there before One little problem that confronts you Got a monkey on your back Just one more fix, Lord might do the trick One hell of a price for you to get your kicks Ooooh that smell Can't you smell that smell Ooooh that smell The smell of death surrounds you Ooooh that smell Can't you smell that smell Ooooh that smell The smell of death surrounds you |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Second Helping (1974)
Well I used to wake the morning before the rooster crowed
Searching for soda bottles to get myself some dough Brought 'em down to the corner, down to the country store Cash 'em in and give my money to a man named Curtis Loew Old Curt was a black man with white curly hair When he had a fifth of wine he did not have a care He used to own an old dobro, used to play it across his knee I'd give old Curt my money, he'd play all day for me (Chorus) Play me a song Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew I got your drinking money, tune up your dobro People said he was useless, them people are the fools 'Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues He looked to be sixty, and maybe I was ten Mama used to whip me but I'd go see him again I'd clap my hands, stomp my feets, try to stay in time He'd play me a song or two Then take another drink of wine. Chorus Yes sir On the day old Curtis died, nobody came to pray Ol' preacher said some words, and they chunked him in the clay But he lived a lifetime playin' the black man's blues And on the day he lost his life, that's all he had to lose Play me a song Curtis Loew, Hey Curtis Loew I wish that you was here so everyone would know People said he was useless, them people all are fools 'Cause Curtis you're the finest picker to ever play the blues |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Second Helping (1974)
Thirty days, lord and thirty nights I'm comin' home on an airplane flight Mama waitin' at the ticket line Tell me son why do you stand there cryin' It was the needle and the spoon And a trip to the moon Took me away, took me away I've been feelin' so sick and tired Got to get better, lord before I die Seven doctors couldn't help my head, they said You better quit, son before your dead Quit the needle. Quit the spoon Quit the trip to the moon We gonna take you away. Lord, we gonna take you away [Spoken:] It was the needle and the spoon I've seen a lot of people who thought they were cool But then again, lord I've seen a lot of fools Well, I hope you people, lord can hear what I say You'll have your chance to hit it some day Don't mess with the needle or a spoon Or any trip to the moon It'll take you away Lord, their gonna bury you boy Don't mess with the needle Now I know, I know, I know... |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Pronounced Leh-Nerd Skin-Nerd (1973)
Have you ever lived down in the ghetto? Have you ever felt the cold wind blow? If you don't know what I mean, Won't you stand up and scream? 'Cause there's things goin' on that you don't know. Too many lives they've spent across the ocean. Too much money been spent upon the moon. Well, until they make it right I hope they never sleep at night They better make some changes And do it soon. They're goin ruin the air we breathe Lord have mercy. They're gonna ruin us all, by and by. I'm telling you all beware I don't think they really care I think they just sit up there And just get high. |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Pronounced Leh-Nerd Skin-Nerd (1973)
Train, roll on, on down the line. Won't you, please, take me far away. Now I feel the wind blow outside my door. Means I'm, I'm leaving my woman at home. Tuesday's gone with the wind. Oh, my baby's gone with the wind. And I don't know, oh, where I'm going. I just want to be left alone. When this train ends I'll try again Oh, I'm leaving my woman at home. Tuesday's gone with the wind. Tuesday's gone with the wind. Tuesday's gone with the wind. My baby's gone with the wind. Train, roll on, Tuesday's gone. Train, roll on many miles from my home. See I'm, I'm riding my blues away, yeh. Tuesday, you see, she had to be free. Lord, but somehow I've got to carry on. Tuesday's gone with the wind. Tuesday's gone with the wind. Tuesday's gone with the wind. My baby's gone with the wind. Train, roll on, Tuesday's gone. Train, roll on 'cause my baby's gone.. I'm riding my blues away, baby Ride on train, ride my blues away...... Turn around my blues Ride on, train, ride on, train Riding my blues, babe Come back to me, babe Come back to me Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh train.. |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Second Helping (1974)
Like a restless leaf in the autumn breeze
Once I was a tumblin' weed Like a rollin' stone, cold and all alone Living for the day my train would come I never cared for school or any golden rules Papa used to always say I was a useless fool So I left my home to show them thay was wrong And headed out on the road singing my song Then one sunny day. The man, he looked my way And everything that I dreamed of, it was real Money, girls and cars; and big long cigars And I caught the first plane home so papa would see When I went home to show 'em they was wrong All that I found was two tombstones Somebody tell me please was I right or wrong Oh, such a sad song First I got lost, then I got found But the ones that I love are in the ground Papa I only wish you could see me now Take a listen papa Whoo, I learnt how to play my guitar Gonna be a superstar First I got lost, then I got found The ones I love are in the ground Won't you tell me please was I right or wrong If there's any way you can hear what I say Papa, I never meant to do you wrong All the money, girls and cars. And all the words and all the cigars Papa, I just want you to know they couldn't take your place When I went home to show 'em they was wrong All that I found was two tombstones Somebody tell me please was I right or wrong Oh, such a sad song First I got lost, then I got found But the ones that I love are in the ground Somebody tell me please was I right or wrong |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Southern Knights (1996)
Well, its 8 o'clock in Boise, Idaho I'll find my limo driver Mister, take us to the show I done made some plans for later on tonight I'll find a little queen And I know I can treat her right. (Chorus) What's your name, little girl? What's your name? Shootin' you straight, little girl? Won't you do the same?. Back at the hotel Lord we got such a mess It seems that one of the crew Had a go with one of the guests, oh yes Well, the police said we can't drink in the bar What a shame Won't you come upstairs girl And have a drink of champagne What's your name, little girl? What's your name? Shootin' you straight, little girl? For there ain't no shame. (Chorus) (Chorus) 9 o'clock the next day And I'm ready to go I got six hundred miles to ride To do one more show, oh no Can I get you a taxi home It sure was grand When I come back here next year I wanna see you again What was your name, little girl? What's your name? Shootin' you straight, little girl? Well there ain't no shame What was your name, little girl? What's your name? Shootin' you straight, little girl? Won't you do the same? |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Nuthin' Fancy (1975)
I'm headed down a highway got a suitcase by my side
Blue skies hangin' over my head I got 500 miles to ride I'm goin' down to Memphis town to play a latenight show I hope the people are ready there 'cause the boys are all ready to go (Chorus) Well, I'm a whiskey rock-a-roller That's what I am Women, whiskey and miles of travellin' Is all I understand I was born a travellin' man and my feets do burn the ground I don't care for fancy music if your shoes can't shuffle around I got a 100 women or more and there's no place I call home The only time I'm satisfied is when I'm on the road (Chorus) Sometimes I wonder where will we go Lord don't take my whiskey, rock and roll Take me down to Memphis town, busdriver get me there I got me a queenie she got longbrown curly hair She likes to drink Old Grandad and her shoes do shuffle around And everytime I see that gal Lord she wants to take me down (Chorus) Sometimes I wonder where will we go Lord don't take my whiskey, rock and roll |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Second Helping (1974)
Seven years of hard luck, comin' down on me From the Florida border, yea up to Nashville Tennessee I worked in every joint you can name, mister every honkytonk Along come Mr Yankee Slicker, sayin' maybe you're what I want (Chorus) Want you to sign your contract Want you to sign today Gonna give you lots of money Workin' For MCA 9000 dollars, that's all we could win But we smiled at the Yankee Slicker with a big ol' Southern grin They're gonna take me out to California gonna make me a superstar Just pay me all of my money and mister maybe you won't get a scar (Chorus) Suckers took my money since I was seventeen If it ain't no pencil pusher, it got to be a honkytonk queen But I'll sign my contract baby, and I wan't you people to know That every penny that I make, I'm gonna see where my money goes (Chorus) |