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from Molly Hatchet - No Guts...No Glory (2006)
Ohh yea, yes sir
Comin' on strong Comin' on hard But what the hell is the matter Take it to the limit Baby take it 'till your in it You take my love and you scatter Chorus: Cause there is a low It just doesn't matter Oh no, it really doesn't matter Cause there's a low Baby what ya tryin' to do. You know win or lose, love is a game Now I don't think I will be the same As sweet as it seemed It was only a dream You're the meanest damn woman I've ever seen. I said,"oh no, how will I never be the same Oh no no no, now that you've worked your game. Cause, lord, baby what ya trying to do It's gonna catch up to you." Now hold it a second Hey momma, I'm a talkin' to you Your time gonna come real soon No baby, baby, you can't treat me like no fool No momma, I'm not puttin' up with that |
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from Molly Hatchet - No Guts...No Glory (2006)
Oh yea!!!!
Well I've had my share of lovers And I'm damn sure I had it all If I had to count the times I've broken through I couldn't even count 'em all But now your telling folks you've got me Into thinking that your the most But if your planning on the future, honey You ain't even close..nooo I've learned to take the punches And I've bet down on my chips I've learned to shoot Straight little darlin' Straight from the hip So baby save yourself some trouble Putting your world in my hand You know I'll never settle down I'm just ain't that kind of man. Chorus: No more, I've been stood up, knocked down And had my time to boast But if your thinkin' that you got this old boy Honey, no you ain't even close Oh no baby Chorus: No more, I've been stood up, knocked down And had my time to boast But if your thinkin' that you got this old boy Honey, no you ain't even close No you ain't even close. Oh see that light and feel the thunder, listen to it rain You know the time The time I wonder If it's calling out my name If I know anything about you baby But this is what I've got to say If I got to make the change with you Then I have to be on my way. Chorus: No more, I've been stood up, knocked down And had my time to boast But if your thinkin' that you got this old boy Hell I said no, I've been stood up, knocked down And had my time to boast But if your thinkin' that you got this old boy by the hammer, honey No you ain't even close No you ain't even close No no no You ain't even close No.......... |
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from Molly Hatchet - No Guts...No Glory (2006)
Oh take me home, baby
Man that dixie music makes Move your feet around Another blast of that southern mass in the good ole' country sound Ain't nothing like that feel when the band starts to play You have something about that music down in dixie U.S.A. Chorus: Just give me those stars and bars playing on the radio A good cold beer and a rebel cheer, man I'm ready to go That sweet sweet dixie music really gets into your soul So Mr. DJ won't you play that southern rock and roll. You take me out of the country, not the country out of me New Your City's neon lights just ain't my cup of tea I take that Orange Blossom Special A song I know well A red neck down in Georgia I love those southern bells. Chorus: Just give me those stars and bars playing on the radio A good cold beer and a rebel cheer, man I'm ready to go That sweet sweet dixie music really gets into your soul So Mr. DJ won't you play that southern rock and roll. Awww here's a little bit Ohhh, man that dixie music makes Move your feet around Ain't nothing like that feelin' when the band is playin' it down It's a great big world around me This is where I stay Something abouth that livin' down in dixie U.S.A. Chorus: Just give me those stars and bars playing on the radio A good cold beer and a rebel cheer, man I'm ready to go That sweet sweet dixie music really gets into your soul So Mr. DJ won't you play that southern rock and roll. I'll take that sweet sweet dixie music Gets into my soul So Mr. DJ won't you play some southern rock and roll. |
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from Molly Hatchet - No Guts...No Glory (2006)
A king without a sword - a land without a king -
One song to sing. And you?ll soon see everything. A truth without a voice - one song left to sing... A wise man told me there?s something you should know: The way you judge a man is you look into his soul?br />A voice from the past cried, ?Give peace a chance!?br />He paid our price now he?s free at last; And imagine - How many tears will the children cry... We called him a dreamer. How many times must good men die? ?Till we suffer no more sadness? Oh, stop the madness. Stop the madness. If ashes are ashes and dust is dust, To the sands of the shore. But, tell me why the peacemakers fall. At our journeys end, then we turn to rust - White doves in flight - peace to war - Must we bury any more? The hush of the crowd as the horse rode by - The black lace veil hid her tears from my eyes... How many times must good men die? And we all wept in silence. ?Till they suffer no more sadness? How many times will the children cry... Oh, stop the madness. Oh, stop all the madness. |
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from Molly Hatchet - No Guts...No Glory (2006)
How many times have I waited for you
Hoping that you'll just call And how many times have I wanted to hear Words you don't say at all. You know I try so hard But I can't get through I've got so much for you. Chorus: When tell me what's it gonna take to make you What's it gonna take My heart is in your hand I've done all that I can How long must I wait? Well, what's it gonna take to make you love me. So many nights I think about you Waiting for love to call And so many dreams that will never come true They all have no chance at all But if you let me in I can challange you Oh what I have for you. Chorus: When tell me what's it gonna take to make you What's it gonna take My heart is in your hand I've done all that I can How long must I wait? Well, tell me what's it gonna take to make you, What's it gonna take My heart is in your hand I've done all that I can How long will I wait? Well, what's it gonna take Well, what's it gonna take Well, what's it gonna take To make you love me. I've never been wrong about feelin' so right Want you love me too I've waited so long if just for a night Baby love me too And if you let me in I can challange you Just what I have for you. Chorus: When tell me what's it gonna take to make you What's it gonna take Oh, my heart is in your hand I've done all that I can How long must I wait? Baby, tell me what's it gonna take Well, tell me what's it gonna take to make you, What's it gonna take My heart is in your hand I've done all that I can How long will I wait? Baby, what's it gonna take Baby, what's it gonna take Baby, what's it gonna take To make you love me. |
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from Molly Hatchet - No Guts...No Glory (2006)
She walked in the bar room,
Not a day over 22, Heads turned, Eyes burned, Temperatures were rising too. And the looser and the stranger and the man behind the bar All agreed she had potential And that guidance was not far Then the stranger by the station where the waitress pays her dues Was left lookin' for a lover Just someone else to use It's not a long way from the dance floor to the dark of the parking lot It's kinda like love but it's not. Chorus: Kinda like love So young and tender Kinda like the moves you used to make but you don't remember Kinda like being 16 and hot When you gave it everything you got Kinda like love but it's not. Now the stranger He walked over just to say, "How do you do" He said something about Texas But she knew what he was getting too They ordered mor tequilla while the man behind the bar Was talking about the job last year in a town that was not far away Then I walked out of the bar room Couldn't even turn around I guess I know what they were going to do I knew what was going down It's not a long way from the dance floor to the dark of the parking lot It's kinda like love but it's not. Chorus: Kinda like love So young and tender Kinda like the moves you used to make but you don't remember Kinda like being 16 and hot When you gave it everything you got Kinda like love but it's not. Kinda like being 16 and hot When you gave it everything you got Kinda like love but it's not Oohhh, no it's not, it's not. |
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from Molly Hatchet - No Guts...No Glory (2006)
Yah
I can't seem to make it No matter how hard I try Bad times seem to find me Good fortunes pass me by. It's all just one big gamble Trouble is my name I got this feelin' inside me My looks just gotta change. I don't look for many battles I play by my own rules So don't you try and stop me 'Cause I ain't no ones' fool. Just keep right on movin' You know I mean what I say So all you slick backs talk fast You'd better get outta my way. Chorus: Our backs against the wall Are we headed for a fall No time to think at all Down to the wall just like while it's hot when you got it all. Our backs against the wall No time to think at all Did you want to run while you are under the gun. It's all just one big gamble Trouble is my name But I just keep on movin' God knows I'm not to blame. Chorus: Our backs against the wall Are we headed for a fall No time to think at all Down to the wall just like while it's hot when you got it all. Our backs against the wall No time to think at all Did you want to run while you are under the gun. I never run from my battles I play by my own rules So don't you try and stop me 'Cause I ain't no ones' fool. Chorus: Our backs against the wall Are we headed for a fall No time to think at all Down to the wall just like while it's hot when you got it all. Our backs against the wall No time to think at all Did you want to run while you are under the gun. |
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from Molly Hatchet - No Guts...No Glory (2006)
I've got this feelin' inside me babe
Got my eyes on you Just a matter of time 'Till I make up my mind Before the night is through. I've been searchin' everywhere for a little girl like you Now I'm on ther prowl Gonna need you now I've got my sights on you. Chorus: I'm a hunter I'm a stalker I'm a creeper round every corner I'm a seeker Your love is all I need Ain't no use in runnin' now 'Cause I get what I always go after I'm on the prowl. Aint nothing in the whole world, honey I wouldnt do it for you Just one kiss from your sweet lips Enough to get me through I've been searchin everywhere No one else will do You're gonna be mine, baby, I ain't lyin Got my sights on you Chorus: I'm a hunter Oooohhhh I'm a stalker I'm a creeper round every corner I'm a seeker Your love is all I need Ain't no use in runnin' now 'Cause I get what I always get what I go after I'm on the prowl. Got this feelin' inside me baby Got my eyes on you Just a matter of time 'Till I make you mine Before the night is through I've been searchin' everywhere But no one else will do You're gonna be mine, baby I ain't lyin' I've got my sights on you Chorus: I'm a hunter Oooohhhh I'm a stalker I'm a creeper round every corner I'm a seeker Your love is all I need Ain't no use in runnin' now 'Cause I get what I always get what I go after I'm on the prowl. |
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from Molly Hatchet - Flirtin With Disaster (1979)
Hey whiskey man, you're running as hard as you can, You have your highs, you have your lows, You drink your whiskey too much more than you can stand. Chorus: Nobody knows which way you go. It takes whiskey to make you tall, Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long. You ain't so very damn tall at all. Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long. Can't you see your on a loosing streak. You start to get straight , then you get weak, You have your highs, you have your lows, Chorus: Nobody knows which way you'll go. Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long. Hey don't you know, I use to be there myself, Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long. I tried to kick the habit, baby, with nobody else's help. I have my highs, I have my lows, But nobody knows which way I'll go. Chorus: Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long. Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long. Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long. Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long. |
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from Molly Hatchet - Flirtin With Disaster (1979)
Well, baby used to stay out all night long. She made me cry, she done me wrong. She hurt my eyes open, that's no lie. Table's turning, now her turn to cry. Chorus: Because I used to love her but it's all over now. Because I used to love her but it's all over now. Well, she used to run around with ev'ry man in town. Spent all my money playing a high class game. She put me out, it was a pity how I cried. The table's turned and now, her turn to cry. Chorus: Because I used to love her but it's all over now. Because I used to love her but it's all over now. Well, I used to wake up in the morning, get my breakfast in bed. When I gotten worried, she could ease my aching head. But now she's here and there with ev'ry man in town. Instead of trying to take me for that same old clown. Chorus: Because I used to love her but it's all over now. Because I used to love her but it's all over now. Because I used to love her but its all over now. |
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from Molly Hatchet - Flirtin With Disaster (1979)
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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from Molly Hatchet - Flirtin With Disaster (1979)
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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from Molly Hatchet - Flirtin With Disaster (1979)
I'm outta money, outta hope & it looks like self-destruction. I got the pedal 2 the floor & my life is runnin' faster. Well, how much more can we take with all of this corruption? We're flirtin w/ disaster & ya'll know what it means. And when we play with our lives, it makes no sense to me. I don't know about yourself, or what you plan to be, yeah. We're gamblin' with our time & choose our destiny. I'm travelin' down that lonesome road. (& you know what I'm talkin about) Yeah, and I try to turn my head away. Feel like I'm draggin' a heavy load. Feel about the same most every day Speedin' down the fast lane, & honey we're playin' from town 2 town. The boys & I been burnin' it up, can't seem to slow it down. Got a side-step straight ahead, but I ain't sure what we're after. Got the pedal to the floor our lives are running faster. Flirtin' w/ Disaster ya'll damn sure know what I mean. I don't know about yourself, or what you plan to be, yeah. You know, but when we play w/ our lives, it makes no sense to me. We're gamblin' with our time & choose our destiny. We're travelin' down that lonesome road. Flirtin' w/ Disaster every day *(and UR2 baby, huh huh). Feel like we're draggin' a heavy load. Yeah, and I try to turn my head away. *(It ain't for everybody.....aw, come on man |
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from Molly Hatchet - Flirtin With Disaster (1979)
Well, you've seen us before, You're going to see us again, ya'll, We're back in town now, We're playing to win. Foot stompin' brothers, that's what we are, No fancy pants, ain't no super star. You say you came for the party, babe, You came for the show. The boys are feeling hot and I'm a ready to go. So if you're feeling good, if you feel alright, We're going to have a rock 'n roll time tonight. Chorus: So c'mon people won't you free your soul, C'mon babe, let's rock 'n roll. I want that sweet little missy, Down there on that front row, She's looking real fine, babe, She's ready to go. She'll get you feeling good, if you feel alright, Guarantee you good good rockin' tonight. Chorus: So c'mon baby let's rock 'n roll, Me and my boys we got total control. So c'mon people won't you free your soul. |
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from Molly Hatchet - Flirtin With Disaster (1979)
I rode into town with my ear to the ground, Looking for the right band to play, Ridden many miles that day. I felt just right in the heat of the night, I've heard of a place where men go together, I didn't know they gun me down. I'm going to win, but Lord, what a sin, Playin' and layin' it down, Chorus: Gunsmoke on the horizon, hiding the setting sun. Well, the dealer was blind, I was trying to find, The smoke was thick, the tension was thicker, Gunsmoke on the horizon, I grabbed my horse and run. A way to keep the winnings I'd found. I still thought they'd gun me down. Gunsmoke on the horizon, I grabbed my horse and run. Chorus: Gunsmoke on the horizon, hiding the setting sun. I didn't come into this ol' two horse town, Aces and eights, ha-ha-ha-ha. To get all shot up. I've got a little livin' on my mind, Now the dealer dealt me eight and I had my straight, But my back was up against the wall. I knew the other men would call. Chorus: The booze was a flowin', the cards were showing, Gunsmoke on the horizon, hiding the setting sun. Gunsmoke on the horizon, I grabbed my horse and run. C'mon Thunder. |
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from Molly Hatchet - Flirtin With Disaster (1979)
All alone with a full moon to light my night. It's been a long time. Been six long months since I held you tight. Baby, you are my only love, Oh, honey, times are bad. Sent to me, from Heaven above. Got so bad, one lonely night, I needed you to hold me tight. Honey, don't be so sad. I've got you on my mind, You know I've done you wrong. We made a deal, Oh, baby, listen to my song. Honey, don't be so mad. I remember the pact, Now you're gone and I need you back. There's no other, There never could be, You're my woman, my family. Honey, baby, take me back. I've got you on my mind, You know I've done you wrong. Oh, baby, listen to my song. A feeling inside I couldn't hide, Chorus: Now I wish I lied. Oh, baby, won't you come back home? Has it been too long to make things right? Lonely days and damn the nights, Been a long time, Lord a long time. I've got you on my mind, You know I've done you wrong. The feeling inside, Oh, this pain in my soul. Chorus: I couldn't hide, Now I wish I lied. Oh, baby, won't you come back home? Yeah, a long time. |
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from Molly Hatchet - Flirtin With Disaster (1979)
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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from Molly Hatchet - Flirtin With Disaster (1979)
I'm travelin' down the road and I'm Flirtin w/ Disaster. I'm outta money, outta hope & it looks like self-destruction. I got the pedal 2 the floor & my life is runnin' faster. Well, how much more can we take with all of this corruption? We're flirtin w |
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from Molly Hatchet - Flirtin With Disaster (1979)
Well here comes the story baby that I want you all to know, 'Bought what brought me down, what got me feeling low, Started off one day and took off down the road. Seeking' my fame and fortune, and trying to tote the load.: One man's loss is another man's gain. One man's pleasure is another man's pain. I left my woman in Jacksonville and took off down the line. She had her way of thinking and Lord knows I had mine. She could not take the pain of me not being home. Couldn't take the pain, baby, of staying all alone.: One man's loss is another man's gain. One man's pleasure is another man's pain. 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. One man's pleasure is another man's pain.: 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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from Molly Hatchet - Beatin' The Odds (1987)
Well she grabbed me and asked me,
If I had a name, She told me she was interested to see, If I could play the game, She said her name was victory, She didn't want to know the rules, That's just the way I wanted to play, In a game designed for fools. Chorus: We were beatin' the odds, we were beatin' the odds, We were beatin' the odds again, We were gambling with our souls, We were playing to win, We were beatin' the odds again. Well I rolled the dice feelin' cold as ice, And Victory drew the cards, We knew that loosin' when the stakes were high, Could really hit us hard, I strapped into the drivers seat, With Miss Victory by my side, She knew at a glance she was takin' a chance, By coming along for the ride. Chorus: We were beatin' the odds, we were beatin' the odds, We were beatin' the odds again, We were gambling with our souls, We were playing to win, We were beatin' the odds again. Time and space stood still that day, With Victory's soul and mine, We were running a race between heaven and hell, And we could not find the finish line, And when it was all over we won it in the end, We were splittin' the prize when she opened her eyes, And said Baby let's try it again. Chorus: We were beatin' the odds, we were beatin' the odds, We were beatin' the odds again, We were gambling with our souls, We were playing to win, We were beatin' the odds again. Chorus: We were beatin' the odds, we were beatin' the odds, We were beatin' the odds again, We were gambling with our souls, We were playing to win, We were beatin' the odds again. |
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from Molly Hatchet - Beatin' The Odds (1987)
You said you loved me baby,
I believed in you, But the words you're saying now, Just ain't ringing true, Lord you been steppin' 'round, With someone new, And that look that's in your eyes, Been tellin' on you. I just can't take it baby, All your running 'round, You know you make me look, Just like a clown, But a change better come on soon, Or I'll be gone, I can't be hangin' 'round with all of this, Goin' on. You're tellin' me lies, With those lyin' eyes, You take me for a fool, I've seen the light, You better get right, Tell me baby, What you tryin' to do, Oooh you double talkin' fool. You've been singin' that same ol' song, And I've been cryin' the blues, I've just about had enough, Enough of being used, Gonna be some changes comin', Changes comin' soon, I've had my fill of your sweet talkin', Now you're gonna pay your dues. I just can't take it baby, All your runnin' 'round, You know you make me look, Just like a clown, But a change is comin' soon, Or I'll be gone, I won't be anyone's fool, For very long. You better change your ways, Here one of these days, Or I'll send you back to school, Better shoot straight, Before it's too late, 'cause I tell you baby, I'll be puttin' on my walkin' shoes, I'm runnin' from a double talkin' fool. |
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from Molly Hatchet - Beatin' The Odds (1987)
I'm going down to the river,
Just to bide my time away, Don't you look or me tommorrow, Cause I won't be back this way, Oh girl I hate to leave you, But I just can't seem to say, When I see the sunrise in your eyes, Darling I'll be on the way. The miles go by so slowly, It seems that time stands still, I long for the day that I can settle down, But I guess I never will, Oh the cities they pass by me, Like the ships that sail the sea, Lord I here that highway calling, Darling I hope you'll wait for me. Oh it's cold here in the city, I live my life from day to day, Guess I'll always be a rambler, But it's so hard to find my way, Lord I need someone to help me, I just can't go on this way, I need your smiling face beside me, So darling I'm coming home today. |
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from Molly Hatchet - Beatin' The Odds (1987)
Met an old man on the street,
A dirty hat laying at his feet, I looked and saw adventure in his eyes, Singing them songs from yesterday, From over the hills and far away, Lord that old man hypnotized. I went on in to my nine-to-five, Hoping I could stay alive, I knew that something in my life was wrong, All night long I could not sleep, The trouble here was buried deep, I couldn't help but hear the old man's song. I'm rolling down the highway, I fly the friendly skies, I'm just a hobo, I'm on the railroad tracks tonight, I'm dancing through the desert, I see the city nights, I'm just a sailor on the sea of life. The feeling swept right over me, I left my home and my security, I finally found a place where I belong, Back out here on the road again, Going back where I have never been, Now I'm finally free to sing my song. I'm rolling down the highway, I fly the friendly skies, I'm just a hobo, I'm on the railroad tracks tonight, I'm dancing through the desert, I see the city nights, I'm just a sailor on the sea of life, I'm just a sailor on the sea of life. |
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from Molly Hatchet - Beatin' The Odds (1987)
Hey good lookin' what you, got cookin,
Put the needle in the spoon, Hey sweet baby don't you say maybe, I know you'll need a fix real soon, Your eyes are lookin' glassy, You think you're real sassy, But you know your headed for your doom, You look a little older but you sure ain't no wiser, You're running for a stone-cold tomb. Chorus: You've got to find out for yourself, You've got to learn it all on your own, All this messing around, Gonna put you in the ground, The needle leave you dead and gone, The needle leave you dead and gone. Start to feel the power, Hundred miles per hour, You're on the wrong side of the road, Your eyes are getting lighter, Your face is getting whiter, You're going to start feeling the load, Your hands a-start a-shaking, You'll feel your mind a-breaking, You'll wonder why it's getting so cold, Your body's feeling icy, That box will hold you nicely, You'd better say goodbye to your soul. Chorus: You've got to find out for yourself, You've got to learn it all on your own, All this messing around, Gonna put you in the ground, The needle leave you dead and gone, The needle leave you dead and gone. Hey good lookin' what you, got cookin, Put the needle in the spoon, Hey sweet baby don't you say maybe, I know you'll need a fix real soon, Your eyes are lookin' glassy, You think you're real sassy, But you know your headed for your doom, You look a little older but you sure ain't no wiser, You're running for a stone-cold tomb. Chorus: You've got to find out for yourself, You've got to learn it all on your own, All this messing around, Gonna put you in the ground, The needle leave you dead and gone, The needle leave you dead and gone. |
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from Molly Hatchet - Beatin' The Odds (1987)
The last time that I saw you,
You were headed for the boarding gate, And I knew that it would be a long wait, I know I wasn't always there sweet darling, When you needed me by your side, But when I was gone and you were home all alone, Why did you have to run and hide? Chorus: Few and far between now baby, You said you would always be mine. Few and far between honey, You do it to me every time. You knew I'd come home looking for you now sugar, But you would not even answer the phone, Why did you insist on hurting me baby, I sit here and I cry alone, You know it ain't the first time, I've been there honey, And I know it won't be the last, Rock riding mama don't you treat me so mean, Don't you count me out so fast. Chorus: Few and far between now baby, Why don't you just tell me we are through?, Few and far between honey, I'm gonna catch up to you. The last time I saw you, You were headed for the boarding gate, And I knew that it would be a long time, For your love I'm gonna have to wait, I know I wasn't always there sweet darling, When you need me by your side, But when I was gone and you were home all alone, Why did you have to run and hide? Chorus: Few and far between now baby, You said that you would always be mine, Few and far between now honey, You do it to me every time. Few and far between now baby, Why don't you just tell me were through, Few and far between now honey, I'm gonna catch up to you. |
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from Molly Hatchet - Beatin' The Odds (1987)
Now if I were a bricklayer,
I wouldn't build just anything, If I was a ballplayer, I wouldn't play no second string, And if I were some jewelry, baby, Lord, I'd have to be a diamond ring, If I was a secret, you know I would never be told, If I was a jug of wine, Lord, my flavor would be plenty old, I could be 'most anything, But it got to be 24-karat solid gold [Chorus] I'm the Penthouse Pauper; I've got nothing to my name I'm the Penthouse Pauper; I've got nothing to my name, I can be 'most anything, 'Cause when you got nothin' it's all the same If I was a gambler, you know I'd never lose, And if I were a guitar player, I'd have to play the blues If I was a hacksaw (hatchet), my blade would be razor sharp, If I were a politician, I could prove money could talk, You can find the tallest building, Lord, you know I'd have the house on top [Chorus] I'm the Penthouse Pauper; I've got nothing to my name I'm the Penthouse Pauper; I've got nothing to my name, I can be 'most anything, 'Cause when you got nothin' it's all the same |
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from Molly Hatchet - Beatin' The Odds (1987)
I had me a woman one time,
Back a long time ago, She seemed to treat me so fine, I didn't want to let her go, She'd find a new way to, Find peace of mind, She left me flat and standin' here, With nothing but a dime, She said she found herself, Another way of life, I gave her my everything, And treated her right Didn't know what it was about her, But I want her back, Oh lord would you help me please, I gotta get me back My daddy told me one time, Son don't ya be no fool, Most women will treat you kind, Then they'll treat you cruel, But you got to look forward, To a new day that's coming, Got to quit chasin' that girl son, Slow up your runnin', Things will get better son, A new day tommorrow, Forget about that girl and, Throw away your sorrow I couldn't forget about her, Not about that stuff, She'd been with me too long, But let her have it rough I had me woman one time, Back a long time ago, She seemed to treat me so fine, I didn't want to let her go, She'd find a new way to, Find peace of mind, She left me flat and standin' here, With nothing but a dime, She said she found herself, Another way of life, I gave her my everything, And treated her right Didn't know what it was about her, But I want her back, Oh lord would you help me please, I gotta get me back |
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from Molly Hatchet - Beatin' The Odds (1987)
Poison pen can there be no end,
The words on the page, Make you no man's friend, Change a man's fate, With a drop of a line, What your gonna write about next time, Bite like a snake, But it's never too late to look, Yourself in the eye, You're gonna have to pay for all you say, Before your ink runs dry Poor mr. pen you're the devils friend, You talk so much there ain't no end, Is it a game to wreck my mind, When you print your name at the top of the line, The bite of a snake, Is easier to take, 'cause once that ink is dry, The venom's on the page, Till you end your days, Makes me wonder why Poison pen you're no man's friend, Wish I knew what's inside of you, Poison pen ain't there no end, To those men with the poison pen Poison pen can there be no end, The words on the page, Make you no man's friend, Change a man's fate, With a drop of a line, What your gonna write about next time, Bite like a snake, But it's never too late to look, Yourself in the eye, You're gonna have to pay for all you say, Before your ink runs dry Poison pen you're no man's friend, Wish I knew what's inside of you, Poison pen ain't there no end, To those men with the poison pen Chorus: Poison pen you're no man's friend, Wish I knew what's inside of you, Poison pen ain't there no end, To those men with the poison pen Ooh poison pen |
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from Molly Hatchet - Double Trouble-Live (1989)
Hey whiskey man, you're running as hard as you can, You have your highs, you have your lows, You drink your whiskey too much more than you can stand. Chorus: Nobody knows which way you go. It takes whiskey to make you tall, Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long. You ain't so very damn tall at all. Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long. Can't you see your on a loosing streak. You start to get straight , then you get weak, You have your highs, you have your lows, Chorus: Nobody knows which way you'll go. Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long. Hey don't you know, I use to be there myself, Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long. I tried to kick the habit, baby, with nobody else's help. I have my highs, I have my lows, But nobody knows which way I'll go. Chorus: Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long. Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long. Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long. Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long.
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from Molly Hatchet - Double Trouble-Live (1989)
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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from Molly Hatchet - Double Trouble-Live (1989)
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 Tenessee, ha! But I'm going back to gator country where the wine and the women are free. Chorus: 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 a gator in the bushes, Lord, he calling my name. There's many roads I've travelled but they all kind of look the same. 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. Chorus: 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 a gator in the bushes, Lord, he calling my name. Yep. There's many roads I've travelled but they all kinda look the same. 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 got high tides and sure looks good to me. Chorus: There's a gator in the bushes, he's calling my name. There's so many roads I've travelled but they all kinda look the same. Saying come on boy, you better make it back home again. There's a gator in the bushes , Lord, he's calling my name. LEAD BREAK Oh gator country, A little bit of that chomp chomp LEAD BREAK
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from Molly Hatchet - Double Trouble-Live (1989)
I'm outta money, outta hope & it looks like self-destruction. I got the pedal 2 the floor & my life is runnin' faster. Well, how much more can we take with all of this corruption? We're flirtin w/ disaster & ya'll know what it means. And when we play with our lives, it makes no sense to me. I don't know about yourself, or what you plan to be, yeah. We're gamblin' with our time & choose our destiny. I'm travelin' down that lonesome road. (& you know what I'm talkin about) Yeah, and I try to turn my head away. Feel like I'm draggin' a heavy load. Feel about the same most every day Speedin' down the fast lane, & honey we're playin' from town 2 town. The boys & I been burnin' it up, can't seem to slow it down. Got a side-step straight ahead, but I ain't sure what we're after. Got the pedal to the floor our lives are running faster. Flirtin' w/ Disaster ya'll damn sure know what I mean. I don't know about yourself, or what you plan to be, yeah. You know, but when we play w/ our lives, it makes no sense to me. We're gamblin' with our time & choose our destiny. We're travelin' down that lonesome road. Flirtin' w/ Disaster every day *(and UR2 baby, huh huh). Feel like we're draggin' a heavy load. Yeah, and I try to turn my head away. *(It ain't for everybody.....aw, come on man |
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from Molly Hatchet - Double Trouble-Live (1989)
Is this how it ends?
We're strangers again It's over but you won't explain No kiss no goodbye,not one final lie Just cold to the bone from the ice's that's runnin' through your veins You have stone in your heart. [Chorus] Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na stone in your heart Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na What is keepin' us apart? Stone in your stone heart. Don't you recall the fire and all I want you in my arms every night But now you forget No passion,no sweat You poured out your love And you're tellin' me your well is dry You have stone in your heart. [Chorus] Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na stone in your heart Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na What is keeping us apart? Stone in your heart. Run away and hide Keep it inside Make believe it never happened All you're goin' do is keep fooling you Some day you'll find love's been passin' you by. Will you or fight? Let's do it right I'm gonna get it over now But no feelin' left No pride to protect You don't want my love I don't need you in a wedding gown You have stone in your heart |
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from Molly Hatchet - Double Trouble-Live (1989)
Don't do no drugs
Ain't got the time I keep it straight But I don't mid Cause I got love That the only plan I'm just a satisfied man. Ain't no girl Can turn my head Cause I got better Waitin' on the bed She does it all Everything will wait Makes me a satisfied man. Chorus: Oohh I'm so satisfied Yea I'm so satisfied Oohh I'm so satisfied Satisfied man. In the world That's falling down We'll be together No one else around Face to face Right to the end Though I'm a satisfied man. Chorus: Oohh I'm so satisfied Yea I'm so satisfied Oohh I'm so satisfied Satisfied man. She keeps it comin' Keeps it comin' Keeps me goin' Every night or every day She keeps it goin' Keeps it goin' Every night for every way In the world That's falling down We'll be together No one else around Face to face Right to the end Though, I'm a satisfied man. Oh baby, make no mistake about it I'm a satisfied man Baby, everything you say Everything you do Satisfied man Everything you do is sooo right Satisfied man. Oohh I'm so satisfied Satisfied man Oohh yea I'm so satisfied Satisfied man Oohh I'm so satisfied Satisfied man Satisfied man Satisfied man Satisfied man Satisfied man Satisfied man Satisfied man Satisfied man I'm a satisfied man. |
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from Molly Hatchet - Double Trouble-Live (1989)
Out streetwalking on a Saturday night
Looking for the man Staying out of sight Trying to find something To ease my mind Traffic lights a-blinkin' And I'm right on time Come around a corner On 4th and Main Joint was a -jumpin' People going insane Jukebox a-flappin' On through the night I think all the boys Are starting up a bloody reunion. Chorus: A bloody reunion Well, it's a bloody reunion Tearing up the town Smoking on a Saturday night Well, it's a bloody reunion What a bloody reunion All hell's a-poppin Rockin' 'till the morning light. Here comes Mary In a long red dress Looking hot 'n' sasy Just like all the rest Leaning on a lamp post And she's dressed to kill Lord she wants to make it And I think I will Coming on strong And giving me the eye Ain't no way I'm gonna pass it by Tonight we're gonna do it Gonna get it right Me and Miss Mary Gonna start another Bloody reunion. Chorus: A bloody reunion Well, it's a bloody reunion Tearing up the town Smoking on a Saturday night Well, it's a bloody reunion What a bloody reunion All hell's a-poppin Rockin' 'till the morning light. Chorus: A bloody reunion Well, it's a bloody reunion Tearing up the town Smoking on a Saturday night Well, it's a bloody reunion What a bloody reunion All hell's a-poppin Rockin' 'till the morning light. Lord what a party Everybody feelin' right Drinking and a-smoking Everybody's high as a kite. |
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from Molly Hatchet - Double Trouble-Live (1989)
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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from Molly Hatchet - Double Trouble-Live (1989)
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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from Molly Hatchet - Double Trouble-Live (1989)
On the edge of sundown, a man rode into town
His clothes were old and dirty like the guns he wore low down And as he rode the people stared, tried to look on him He's the man who'll take your life, take your life to boothill Sleeps by day and rides by night Like a mongrel always lookin' for a fight Got cold steel a bowie knife, just his way of life He took no one, no not a sound, stares at the edge of town Only time that he'll be found, is on the edge of sundown Take you for your dollars babe, take you for your gold Make your life so miserable, he's gonna leave you mean and cold And then he'll head on out, to another town The only time when he'll be found, is on the edge of sundown Next time he'll be sundown. He's a killer and a robber and he'll make you grieve Shoot you in the back or in your sleep Got no name or identity Livin' in the wind, he's free--- |
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from Molly Hatchet - Double Trouble-Live (1989)
A king without a sword - a land without a king -
One song to sing. And you?ll soon see everything. A truth without a voice - one song left to sing... A wise man told me there?s something you should know: The way you judge a man is you look into his soul?br />A voice from the past cried, ?Give peace a chance!?br />He paid our price now he?s free at last; And imagine - How many tears will the children cry... We called him a dreamer. How many times must good men die? ?Till we suffer no more sadness? Oh, stop the madness. Stop the madness. If ashes are ashes and dust is dust, To the sands of the shore. But, tell me why the peacemakers fall. At our journeys end, then we turn to rust - White doves in flight - peace to war - Must we bury any more? The hush of the crowd as the horse rode by - The black lace veil hid her tears from my eyes... How many times must good men die? And we all wept in silence. ?Till they suffer no more sadness? How many times will the children cry... Oh, stop the madness. Oh, stop all the madness. |
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from Molly Hatchet - Double Trouble-Live (1989)
Well she grabbed me and asked me,
If I had a name, She told me she was interested to see, If I could play the game, She said her name was victory, She didn't want to know the rules, That's just the way I wanted to play, In a game designed for fools. Chorus: We were beatin' the odds, we were beatin' the odds, We were beatin' the odds again, We were gambling with our souls, We were playing to win, We were beatin' the odds again. Well I rolled the dice feelin' cold as ice, And Victory drew the cards, We knew that loosin' when the stakes were high, Could really hit us hard, I strapped into the drivers seat, With Miss Victory by my side, She knew at a glance she was takin' a chance, By coming along for the ride. Chorus: We were beatin' the odds, we were beatin' the odds, We were beatin' the odds again, We were gambling with our souls, We were playing to win, We were beatin' the odds again. Time and space stood still that day, With Victory's soul and mine, We were running a race between heaven and hell, And we could not find the finish line, And when it was all over we won it in the end, We were splittin' the prize when she opened her eyes, And said Baby let's try it again. Chorus: We were beatin' the odds, we were beatin' the odds, We were beatin' the odds again, We were gambling with our souls, We were playing to win, We were beatin' the odds again. Chorus: We were beatin' the odds, we were beatin' the odds, We were beatin' the odds again, We were gambling with our souls, We were playing to win, We were beatin' the odds again. |
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from Molly Hatchet - Molly Hatchet (1986)
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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from Molly Hatchet - Molly Hatchet (1986)
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 Tenessee, ha! But I'm going back to gator country where the wine and the women are free. Chorus: 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 a gator in the bushes, Lord, he calling my name. There's many roads I've travelled but they all kind of look the same. 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. Chorus: 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 a gator in the bushes, Lord, he calling my name. Yep. There's many roads I've travelled but they all kinda look the same. 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 got high tides and sure looks good to me. Chorus: There's a gator in the bushes, he's calling my name. There's so many roads I've travelled but they all kinda look the same. Saying come on boy, you better make it back home again. There's a gator in the bushes , Lord, he's calling my name. LEAD BREAK Oh gator country, A little bit of that chomp chomp LEAD BREAK
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from Molly Hatchet - Molly Hatchet (1986)
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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from Molly Hatchet - Molly Hatchet (1986)
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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from Molly Hatchet - Molly Hatchet (1986)
There's a small jail in Georgia you all know,
Where the sun's so hot and the daylight don't show. Where the moccasin she rests on a soft bed of sand, You can hear the hound dog howling out the land. Chorus: It ain't the way I wanted it. But Lord that's the price you pay. I said jailer bring me water for my throat is dry, Four walls, steel bars, I've been watching passersby, I've been sitting here so long I'm starting to cry, The hangman's coming, I'm surely going to die. Chorus: It ain't the way I wanted it. But Lord that's the price you pay. Oh, honk on it, boy, A little jail cell blues here. LEAD BREAK I shot a man in Macon over a poker game, I killed another in Atlanta just to build my fame, Well, now I hear the hammers they're pounding out my name. It ain't the way I wanted it. But that's the price you pay. It ain't the way I wanted it. But Lord that's the price you pay. Hey jailer, how about that water my throat's still dry, Four walls, steel bars, I've been watching passersby, I've been sitting here so damn long I'm starting to cry, The hangman's coming I'm surely going to die. It ain't the way I wanted it. But Lord that's the price you pay, (REPEAT), It ain't the way I wanted it, But Lord that's the price you pay. Oh, you done out of rope son. |
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from Molly Hatchet - Molly Hatchet (1986)
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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from Molly Hatchet - Molly Hatchet (1986)
Well, I've been stepped on, baby,
By people I thought were my friends. I tried so hard to make it, But the bad tiems never end. I got just one thing now baby, One thing on my mind. Gonna pack it up, little darlin', And leave you far behind. I'll be running, Yes, I'll be running on down the line. Well, I've been locked up, oh yes They threw away the key When I needed you then bad, woman, You up and ran out on me. I got just one thing now, baby, One thing on my mind Gonna pack it up, little darlin', Ain't no use in crying. I'll be running, Yes, I'll be running on down the line. Yea, life was so sweet, little baby Now I've got my doubts. I don't remember checking in But I'm soon to check out Got just one thing now, baby One thing on my mind Gonna pack it up, yes, Mama This time I ain't lying. I'll be running, Yes, I'll be running on down the line I'll be running, Yes, I'll be running on down the line |
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from Molly Hatchet - Molly Hatchet (1986)
Cheatin' woman, don't you play your games,
They're so easy to see through. You spend your time, baby, runnin' around, Well, any old man will do. What about your man out working hard And trying to change his ways Do you think about him while you're playing around Well what have you got to say? You're a cheatin' woman You're sure to get caught up in your lies. Well cheatin' woman, you always come home You don't say nothing at all. Do you really know just what you want Cause you're acting pretty small. Well, what will you do when your looks are gone Mama tell me what happens then? YOu'll pay the price for playing around By coming to a lonely end. You're a cheatin' woman But you sure know how to hide it in your smile You're a cheatin' woman You're sure to get caught up in your lies. Oh, you cheatin' woman Oh, yeah You're a cheatin' woman But you sure know how to hide it in your smile You're a cheatin' woman You're sure to get caught up in your lies. |
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from Molly Hatchet - Molly Hatchet (1986)
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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from Molly Hatchet - The Deed Is Done (1985)
Don't do no drugs
Ain't got the time I keep it straight But I don't mid Cause I got love That the only plan I'm just a satisfied man. Ain't no girl Can turn my head Cause I got better Waitin' on the bed She does it all Everything will wait Makes me a satisfied man. Chorus: Oohh I'm so satisfied Yea I'm so satisfied Oohh I'm so satisfied Satisfied man. In the world That's falling down We'll be together No one else around Face to face Right to the end Though I'm a satisfied man. Chorus: Oohh I'm so satisfied Yea I'm so satisfied Oohh I'm so satisfied Satisfied man. She keeps it comin' Keeps it comin' Keeps me goin' Every night or every day She keeps it goin' Keeps it goin' Every night for every way In the world That's falling down We'll be together No one else around Face to face Right to the end Though, I'm a satisfied man. Oh baby, make no mistake about it I'm a satisfied man Baby, everything you say Everything you do Satisfied man Everything you do is sooo right Satisfied man. Oohh I'm so satisfied Satisfied man Oohh yea I'm so satisfied Satisfied man Oohh I'm so satisfied Satisfied man Satisfied man Satisfied man Satisfied man Satisfied man Satisfied man Satisfied man Satisfied man I'm a satisfied man. |
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from Molly Hatchet - The Deed Is Done (1985)
Oh, oh
Oh, oh You were alone, I took you in I let you ride for me Snatched you up and I made a sting I showed you what feeling could be Came home tonight to a barren room And find your note of goodbye You left nothing but a jagged heart Like heartbreak dripping down the back of my shirt Oh, backstabber, oh Oh, backstabber, oh You got my pride and slashed my mind And carved your name so deep You took a stab at making sure Your memory I'd always keep I felt you rip and tearing me Then you made me look Once sore I could hardly stand My heart's still beating in the palm of your hand Oh, backstabber, oh Oh, backstabber, oh Oh, yeah, you'd stop me all the way Oh, yeah, you left nothing but bad blood Dripping from the tip of your blade Oh, backstabber Oh, backstabber, oh Oh, backstabber, oh Oh, backstabber, oh Oh, backstabber, oh Oh, backstabber, oh Oh, backstabber, oh Oh, backstabber, oh Oh, backstabber, oh Oh, backstabber, oh Oh, backstabber, oh Oh, backstabber, oh Oh, backstabber, oh |
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from Molly Hatchet - The Deed Is Done (1985)
Is this how it ends?
We're strangers again It's over but you won't explain No kiss no goodbye,not one final lie Just cold to the bone from the ice's that's runnin' through your veins You have stone in your heart. [Chorus] Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na stone in your heart Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na What is keepin' us apart? Stone in your stone heart. Don't you recall the fire and all I want you in my arms every night But now you forget No passion,no sweat You poured out your love And you're tellin' me your well is dry You have stone in your heart. [Chorus] Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na stone in your heart Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na What is keeping us apart? Stone in your heart. Run away and hide Keep it inside Make believe it never happened All you're goin' do is keep fooling you Some day you'll find love's been passin' you by. Will you or fight? Let's do it right I'm gonna get it over now But no feelin' left No pride to protect You don't want my love I don't need you in a wedding gown You have stone in your heart |
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from Molly Hatchet - The Deed Is Done (1985)
I pack my bags
Strappin' on a friend Make it lucky On this road that never ends Swear I didn't do it The jury said I did Busted out of prison Ain't goin' back again. 'Cause I'm a man Man on the run Livin' fast, runnin' hard Always under the gun Yes I'm a man on the run. Travelin' a little light I'm built for speed Leavin' no traces Of this mine fine lead If you want to love me You better not wait 'Cause if you blink your eyes, girl It'll be too late. 'Cause I'm a man Man on the run Livin' fast, runnin' hard Always under the gun Yes I'm a man, man on the run Livin' fast, runnin' hard Always under the gun 'Cause I'm a man on the run. 'Cause I'm a man Man on the run Livin' fast, runnin' hard Always under the gun I'm a man, man on the run Livin' fast, runnin' hard Always under the gun Cause I'm a man on the run. Man on the run Livin' fast, runnin' hard Always under the gun Livin' fast, runnin' hard Always under the gun Yes I'm a man, man on the run. Yes I'm a man Man on the run I'm a man on the run Yes I'm a man on the run Yes I'm a man on the run. |
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from Molly Hatchet - The Deed Is Done (1985)
Once we had each other
We had security Anything she wanted But she wanted to be free Thought I had everything in hand Instead she's taken everything from me. [Chorus] Good smoke and whiskey is all that's left in my life Good smoke and whiskey Good smoke and whiskey is all that's left in my life Good smoke and whiskey I said I loved her She just laughed in my face I thought I had her But she put me in my place She got the car and the color t.v Now she's drivin' me to bankruptcy. [Chorus] A million used to be that I'm gonna be movin', movin', movin', movin', movin' tonight Nothing left to do Drink myself a million miles away from you. Ooh yes sir Good smoke and whiskey Runnin' around my brain Good smoke and whiskey Killin' all that woman pain With a smile and a twist of the knife She took my heart and a part of my life [Chorus] Good smoke and whiskey Good smoke and whiskey Good smoke and whiskey Good smoke and whiskey Good smoke and whiskey Oh yea |
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from Molly Hatchet - The Deed Is Done (1985)
Hometown sweethearts who ran in the dark
Only made a move or two I was just a young school never been to night school Did not know enough to be cool So she found another lover They went undercover Then she stomped my heart into the ground Only keep the peace by calling out the police Finding that I lose my mind. Woman I love done gone and left me alone She got a big fat record for the heartbreak radio. A complete investigation What's her destination? Cover on suspicion Look at my condition She left me here to take the fall The group said she would play rough She ought to be in handcuffs Needs to wear a ball and chain She booked at the hospital Only I would love her She knew how to play the game. Woman I love done gone and left me alone She got a big fat record for the heartbreak radio. Oh mama come home Tell me when Tell me now Hey mama I need you Lonely heart In Distress Sending out an SOS All across the USA Come back and serve your time Right here here in this hall of mine Got to have you home today FBI, CIA help me please. Woman I love done gone and left me alone She got a big fat record for the heartbreak radio. Woman I love she done gone and left me alone She got a big fat record for the heartbreak radio. Woman I love she done gone and left me alone She got a big fat record for the heartbreak radio. |
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from Molly Hatchet - The Deed Is Done (1985)
by Calvin Carter
I got a Maserati G.T. With snakeskin upholstery. I got a charge account at Goldblatt's, But I ain't got you. I got a closet full of clothes, But no matter where it goes, It keeps a ring in the nose, But I ain't got you. I got a tavern and a liquor store. I play the numbers, yeah, four forty-four. I got a mojo, yeah, don't you know, I'm all dressed up with no place to go. I got women to the right of me. I got women to the left of me. I got women all around me, But I ain't got you. No, I ain't got you. Third Verse Fourth Verse No I ain't got you. |
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from Molly Hatchet - The Deed Is Done (1985)
Oh baby
I got to tell you something Your lies and your alibies been driving me crazy Oh shoot it Rock and roll thats my game Fast cars, prety women, fortune and fame Who when it comes to live music and you playin' no games Shows how to play the game To prove a popint Don't hesitate Call you like you see it Shoot straight Chorus: The only thing I want from you To be a straight shooter too I've never said I was better than you I'm a straight shooter, straight shooter No doubt about it you can be one too Be a straight shooter, oh yea. I've never said I was better that you I'm a straight shooter, straight shooter Come on babe, be one too Be a straight shooter You'll never be one too Keep it movin', make it hot Out on the road You sit on the rock Even when we are playing we don't get to stop You'll never come to far Don't ask no questions Don't tell no lies Sick and tired of hearing your alibies It matters to me does it matter to you? To be a straight shooter too Chorus: I've never said I was better than you But I'm a straight shooter, straight shooter No doubt about it you can be one too Yea baby You got to be one Straight shooter Keep it movin', make it hot Out on the road You sit on the rock Even when we are playing we don't get to stop You'll never come to far Don't ask no questions Don't tell no lies Sick and tired of hearing your alibies It matters to me does it matter to you? To be a straight shooter Straight shooter Striaght shooter too Straight shooter |
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from The Dukes Of Hazzard OST [ost] (2005)
I'm outta money, outta hope & it looks like self-destruction. I got the pedal 2 the floor & my life is runnin' faster. Well, how much more can we take with all of this corruption? We're flirtin w/ disaster & ya'll know what it means. And when we play with our lives, it makes no sense to me. I don't know about yourself, or what you plan to be, yeah. We're gamblin' with our time & choose our destiny. I'm travelin' down that lonesome road. (& you know what I'm talkin about) Yeah, and I try to turn my head away. Feel like I'm draggin' a heavy load. Feel about the same most every day Speedin' down the fast lane, & honey we're playin' from town 2 town. The boys & I been burnin' it up, can't seem to slow it down. Got a side-step straight ahead, but I ain't sure what we're after. Got the pedal to the floor our lives are running faster. Flirtin' w/ Disaster ya'll damn sure know what I mean. I don't know about yourself, or what you plan to be, yeah. You know, but when we play w/ our lives, it makes no sense to me. We're gamblin' with our time & choose our destiny. We're travelin' down that lonesome road. Flirtin' w/ Disaster every day *(and UR2 baby, huh huh). Feel like we're draggin' a heavy load. Yeah, and I try to turn my head away. *(It ain't for everybody.....aw, come on man |
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