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from Robert Earl Keen - Live From Austin Texas (2004)
Seems like yesterday I was here
Dreamin' my life away and drinkin' beer Staying up till dawn strummin' on guitars Sleepin' all day long just like the big rock stars Barely livin' on money from tip jars I had a little place just up the block Had me a French girlfriend I loved the way she talked We spent our afternoons watchin' the TV Findin' things to do that we could do for free When we split up she said you don't do enough for me CHORUS: I am guilty of a dreadful selfish crime I had robbed myself of all my precious time Had my first gig here in the neighborhood We had a little band I thought was good Hocked my old shotgun bought a used P.A. We got a quart of rum drank it all that day When the big gig come we were just to drunk to play CHORUS Sometimes I can't believe those days are gone Most of my friends back then have moved along One's in Hollywood one's a millionaire Some are gone for good some still livin' here Me I'm just the same lost in a crowd Lookin' for the rain in a thunder cloud I have moved around but it don't matter though One thing I have found there are just two ways to go It all comes down to livin' fast or dyin' slow CHORUS |
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from Robert Earl Keen - Live From Austin Texas (2004)
You take off from work a bit early
The boss doesn't care if you stay The guard with the key has to check your ID But he'd just as soon blow you away The cops have stopped ten miles of traffic They're sorry for all the delay No need for alarm as they're waving their arms But they'd just as soon blow you away Two pretty blondes in a Porsche Their bumper says, "We love L.A." They look pretty fair, but they're crazy out there And they'd just as soon blow you away You got in some trouble in high school But you feel like a new man today You keep to yourself because anyone else Would just as soon blow you away You're standin' in front of the teller She's countin' out all of your pay There's twenties and ones and there's guards with their guns And they'd just as soon blow you away And one old ex con at the station Fixes flats in the back of the bay He winks and he jokes and he borrows a smoke But he'd just as soon blow you away You like the new girl at the hotel She drops your room key in the tray No words will pass through the bullet proof glass 'Cause she'd just as soon blow you away You climb up the stairs every evening To your room right above the cafe There ain't much mystique, but you pay every week 'Cause they'd just as soon blow you away And you turn out the light that you read by You pray that you're one of the few When you're in with the Lord, there's just one reward And they'd just as soon make it come true Your mattress is mildewed and lumpy But you fall fast asleep where you lay Under the lump there's a twenty gauge pump 'Cause they'd just as soon blow you away |
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from Robert Earl Keen - Live From Austin Texas (2004)
We made Oklahoma a little after 3
Randy, his brother Bob and my old GMC We had some moonshine whiskey and some of Bob's homegrown We were so messed up we didn't know if we were drunk or stoned Randy was a sad-sack, tall kinda frail Bob was a raving maniac, crazy in the head They been kicked out of high school several years ago For pushin' over port-a-cans at the 4-H rodeo Since then they've done their little dance right outside the law Popped twice in Oklahoma, once in Arkansas And I don't know what possessed me to want to tag along 'Cause I was raised a Christian and I knew right from wrong Right or wrong, black or white Cross the line you're gonna pay In the dawn before the light Live and die by the shades of gray We stole two Charolais heifers from Randy's sweetheart's paw Sold them at the livestock sale outside of Wichita We got 900 dollars and never did suspect The world of hurt we'd be in once we cashed that check Next day we heard the story on the local radio We made our plans that very night to go to Mexico And I swear we would have made it if it wasn't for that shine I got sick about the time we crossed that Kansas line Right or wrong, black or white Cross the line you're gonna pay In the dawn before the light Live and die by the shades of gray I was layin' in the bar ditch prayin' I would die When a light come on above us and a voice come from the sky A half a dozen unmarked cars came screeching to a halt They grabbed Bob, he started screamin' it was all my fault There were men and dogs and helicopter buzzin' all around They had the brothers on the pickup hood and me down on the ground Bob flew all to pieces but Randy he held tight When a black man in a suit and tie stepped out into the light He told his men to turn us loose they put down their guns He said these are just some sorry kids, they ain't the ones Right or wrong, black or white Cross the line you're gonna pay In the dawn before the light Live and die by the shades of gray So they left us by the roadside down hearted and alone Randy got behind the wheel said boys I'm going home So we turned around to face our fate hung over but alive On that mornin' in late April, Oklahoma, 1995 Right or wrong, black or white Cross the line you're gonna pay In the dawn before the light Live and die by the shades of gray Live and die by the shades of gray Live and die by the shades of gray |
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from Robert Earl Keen - Live From Austin Texas (2004)
I had a horse
named Bad Luck She weren't good lookin' but she sure could buck Chorus Yahoo hey hey Yippee yi cy yey I put my mama on her She threw her in the air My mama said son "that's a mother buckin' mare" Chorus Took her to the rodeo She won second place She was really buckin' good in the buckin' barrel race Chorus She won a thousand dollars I put it in my hat Bought a brand new saddle She bucked me out of that Chorus She bucked me on the pick-up truck She bucked me on the fence My daddy said son, you got no buckin' sense" Chorus So if you gotta bucker Don't ever buck around That buckin' mother bucker will buck you on the ground Chorus |
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from Robert Earl Keen - Live From Austin Texas (2004)
Johnny Cash, Roy Cash Jr.
Out my door the leaves are falling The cold wild wind will come Sweethearts walk by together But I still miss someone I go out on a party To look for a little fun But I find a darkened corner a?Cause I still miss someone Chorus: Oh, I never got over those blue eyes I see them everywhere I miss those arms that held me When all the love was there I wonder if she's sorry For leavin' what we'd begun There's someone for me somewhere But I still miss someone (Repeat Chorus) |
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from Robert Earl Keen - Live From Austin Texas (2004)
Sherry was a waitress at the only joint in town
She had a reputation as a girl who'd been around Down Main Street after midnight with a brand new pack of cigs A fresh one hangin' from her lips and a beer between her legs She'd ride down to the river and meet with all her friends The road goes on forever and the party never ends Sonny was a loner he was older than the rest He was going into the Navy but he couldn't pass the test So he hung around town he sold a little pot The law caught wind of Sonny and one day he got caught But he was back in business when they set him free again The road goes on forever and the party never ends Sonny's playin' 8-ball at the joint where Sherry works When some drunken outta towner put his hand up Sherry's skirt Sonny took his pool cue laid the drunk out on the floor Stuffed a dollar in her tip jar and walked on out the door She's runnin' right behind him reachin' for his hand The road goes on forever and the party never ends They jumped into his pickup Sonny jammed her down in gear Sonny looked at Sherry and said lets get on outta here The stars were high above them and the moon was in the east The sun was settin' on them when they reached Miami Beach They got a hotel by the water and a quart of Bombay gin The road goes on forever and the party never ends They soon ran out of money but Sonny knew a man Who knew some Cuban refugees that dealt in contraband Sonny met the Cubans in a house just off the route With a briefcase full of money and a pistol in his boot The cards were on the table when The Law came bustin' in The road goes on forever and the party never ends The Cubans grabbed the goodies, Sonny grabbed the Jack He broke a bathroom window and climbed on out the back Sherry drove the pickup through the alley on the side Where a lawman tackled Sonny and was readin' him his rights She stepped into the alley with a single-shot .410 The road goes on forever and the party never ends They left the lawman lyin' and they made their getaway They got back to the motel just before the break of day Sonny gave her all the money and he blew her a little kiss If they ask you how this happened say I forced you into this She watched him as his taillights disappeared around the bend The road goes on forever and the party never ends Its Main Street after midnight just like it was before 21 months later at the local grocery store Sherry buys a paper and a cold 6-pack of beer The headlines read that Sonny is goin' to the chair She pulls back onto Main Street in her new Mercedes Benz The road goes on forever and the party never ends |
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from Robert Earl Keen - Live From Austin Texas (2004)
Mom got drunk and Dad got drunk at our Christmas party
We were drinking champagne punch and homemade eggnog Little sister brought her new boyfriend He was a Mexican We didn't know what to think of him until he sang Feliz Navidad, Feliz Navidad Brother Ken brought his kids with him The three from his first wife Lynn And the two identical twins from his second wife Mary Nell Of course he brought his new wife Kay Who talks all about AA Chain smoking while the stereo plays Noel, Noel The First Noel Carve the Turkey Turn the ball game on Mix margaritas when the eggnog's gone Send somebody to the Quickpak Store We need some ice and an extension chord A can of bean dip and some Diet Rites A box of tampons, some Marlboro Lights Halleluja everybody say Cheese Merry Christmas from the family Fred and Rita drove from Harlingen I can't remember how I'm kin to them But when they tried to plug their motor home in They blew our Christmas lights Cousin David knew just what went wrong So we all waited out on our front lawn He threw a breaker and the lights came on And we sang Silent Night, Oh Silent Night, Oh Holy Night Carve the turkey turn the ball game on Make Bloody Mary's Cause We All Want One! Send somebody to the Stop 'N Go We need some celery and a can of fake snow A bag of lemons and some Diet Sprites A box of tampons, some Salem Lights Halleluja, everybody say cheese Merry Christmas from the Family Feliz Navidad |
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from Robert Earl Keen - Live From Austin Texas (2004)
Townes Van Zandt
When the wind don't blow in Amarillo When the moon along the Gunnison don't rise And I cast my dreams upon your love babe And lie beneath the laughter of your eyes Chorus: Snowin' on Raton Come morning I'll be through them hills and gone Snowin' on Raton Come morning I'll be through them hills and gone Mother thinks the road is long and lonely Little brother thinks the road is straight and fine Little darlin' thinks the road is soft and lovely I'm thankful that ole road's a friend of mine (Repeat Chorus) I'll bid the years goodbye, you cannot steal them You cannot turn the circles of the sun You cannot count the miles until you feel them You cannot hold a lover that is gone (Repeat Chorus) Tomorrow the mountains will be sleepin' Silent a?neath the blanket green and blue And I shall hear the silence they are keepin' And I'll bring all their promises to you (Repeat Chorus) |
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from Robert Earl Keen - Live From Austin Texas (2004)
Streets are almost empty, the shops are all closed down
There's not a soul left in the bar to tell my troubles to Think I'll walk down to the river that runs just south of town I hate like hell when there ain't nothin' left to do But stand beneath the river bridge and listen for the train It's been a long, hot summer, not a drop of rain Well, I broke down in December, I headed for the coast I thought the wind and water would elevate my mind I surfaced in the springtime feelin' like a ghost Missin' more than ever the things I left behind Now I'm standin' on this riverbank and still cannot explain It's been a long, hot summer, not a drop of rain My bag is full of letters, unopened and unread I'm sure they'd tell the story of worry and of form My heart is beating heavy with all we left unsaid I swear to you, I never meant you any harm But sacrifice and compromise could never stand the strain It's been a long, hot summer, not a drop of rain Tonight I'll close my eyes again, try to see your face And listen for your voice to tell me it's all right to sleep Convince myself I'll wake up in another time and place Knowin' all the while that it's a promise I can't keep A string of broken promises, another link of chain It's been a long, hot summer, not a drop of rain The children on the playground, the lovers in the shade Remind me of a life and time that feels more like a dream When the sound of love and laughter was the music that we played As we lay beside the waters of a never-ending stream Now the stream has gone to hiding, the dream lives on in vain It's been a long, hot summer, not a drop of rain The clouds are building slowly on the skyline to the east The wind and dust are dancing like the devil 'cross the lake I could try to find a bottle or try to find a priest Salvation won't be traveling either road I take So I turn my collar to the wind that echoes this refrain It's been a long, hot summer, not a drop of rain |
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from Robert Earl Keen - Live From Austin Texas (2004)
Down on Main Street after sundown
Good Time Charlie and Wandering Bill Thought they might hold up old Hoppy's Drive In One got away one never will Chorus And thats the way it goes around here I think everybody knows Thats the song we've been singin' for years Thats the way the wild wind blows Too tall Annie kept her money In a Bible she never read They found Lefty her first ex-husband In his new pickup truck at the bottom of the river bed Chorus And thats the way it goes around here I think everybody knows Thats the song we've been singin' for years Thats the way the wild wind blows Luther Martin he ain't got no money But he sells papers and buys his wine His great granddaddy owned half of Main Street Luther's daddy didn't have a dime Chorus And thats the way it goes around here I think everybody knows Thats the song we've been singin' for years Thats the way the wild wind blows Ain't no secret ol Doc Skinner Wrote prescriptions made lots of friends He could dance like nobody's business Folks around here are sure missing him Chorus And thats the way it goes around here I think everybody knows Thats the song we've been singin' for years Thats the way the wild wind blows |
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from Robert Earl Keen - Live From Austin Texas (2004)
In the corner of the barroom
Lives the ghost of Langston Hughes He's takin' notes and smokin' cigarettes Sippin' slowly on his booze Got them goin' nowhere blues And on the stage beneath the spotlight Woody Guthrie sings the news He's always ready for the good fight Never thinkin' that he'll lose Got them goin' nowhere blues Through the back way in the alley Sellin all you should refuse Looks like Jane has finally given in Hey, what the hell it ain't no use Got them goin' nowhere blues Out the front around the corner Martin Luther shines your shoes He's preachin' justice and equality I guess Martin's payin' dues He's got them goin' nowhere blues On the other side it's a free ride You've got money you can burn When the ground shakes and the earth breaks Which way you gonna turn Are you ever gonna learn In the poolroom on the table Swillin' wine and smashin' cues They locked him up last night for fighting Cesar Chavez blew a fuse He's got them goin' nowhere blues All the members of the union All the farm and labor crews They used to be meet here by the dozens They disappeared in ones and twos Got them goin' nowhere blues So you wonder why they come here They come here to look for clues Passin' time until they live again To fight these going nowhere views Leave these goin' nowhere blues To fight these goin' nowhere views |
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from Robert Earl Keen - Live From Austin Texas (2004)
When I was a young boy
The only things that really mattered were Making friends and having fun Walkin' down the railroad track 'Til you reached the river Turn around and head on back When the day is done Chorus Ain't it like they always say Everybody goes their own way Nobody knows no one can tell It's always been the same for me Guess it's just the way it must be Headin' down that dusty trail When I was a young man The only things that got me goin' were Gettin' high and chasm' love Lyin' down beside my girl On the banks of the river With nothin' but some mustang wine And all the stars above It's a twistin' turnin' windin' road I get lost and broken down I'm a stumbler and it won't be long 'Till stumble back around Since I became my own man Everything that matters to me is Making sure I'm staying true To my friends and the ones I love 'Till cross that river All alone I'm movin' on Until my time is through |
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from Robert Earl Keen - Live From Austin Texas (2004)
Standin there on Main Street across from Mr. Blues
My faded leather jacket my weathered brogan shoes A chill north wind was blowin but the Spring was comin on As I wondered to myself just how long I had been gone So I strolled across ol Main Street walked down a flight of stairs Stepped into a hall and saw all my friends were there A neon sign was flashing welcome come on in It feels so good feeling good again My favorite band was playin' and Otis Redding song And when they sang the chorus everybody sang along Dan and Margarita were swayin side by side I heard they were divorcing but I guess they let it slide I wished I had some money with which to buy a round I wished I cashed my paycheck before I came to town But I reached into my pocket and found three twenties and a ten It feels so good feelin good again There was old man Perkins sittin on his stool Watchin Butch and Jimmy John talkin' loud and playin pool The boys from Silver City were standin by the fire Singin like they thought they were the Tabernacle choir And I wanted you to see them all I wished that you were there I looked across the room and saw you standing on the stair And when I caught your eye I saw you break into a grin It feels so good feelin good again I wanted you to see them all I wished that you were there I looked across the room and saw you standing on the stair And when I caught your eye I saw you break into a grin It feels so good feelin good again It feels so good feelin good again |
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from Robert Earl Keen - Live From Austin Texas (2004)
Traditional: Arranged by REK
I got high and I got in jail I got high and I got in jail I got high and I got in jail Weren't nobody to pay my bail My sins they have overtaken me Chorus: Hand me down my walkin' cane Hand me down my walkin' cane Hand me down my walkin' cane I'm a gonna leave on the mornin' train My sins they have overtaken me If I die in Tennessee If I die in Tennessee If I die in Tennessee Ship me back by C.O.D. My sins they have overtaken me (Repeat Chorus) Hand me down my bottle of corn Hand me down my bottle of corn Hand me down my bottle of corn I'm gonna get drunk as sure as you're born My sins they have overtaken me (Repeat Chorus) |
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from Robert Earl Keen - Live From Austin Texas (2004)
You've been standin' on the corner for a thousand nights
Ifs the slowest corner known to man Watchin' strange faces passin' 'neath the lights With a bottle wavin' in your hand You got just enough money for some nothin' to go It ain't exactly what you planned So lonesome that you can't even say hello And no one seems to understand Chorus So you're a mixed up kid, come on and join the crowd The ones that only fit where they're not allowed Out on the streets and you're feelin' blue travelin' light With a hole in your soul where the wind blows through A hole in your soul where the wind blows through You wandered away from your childhood home Nobody cared to trace the tracks you laid You traveled by night and you traveled alone Came to rest at a penny arcade Well, the last shots over on a Saturday night You wake up in the beam of a cop's flashlight He asks you who you are as if you knew or you cared He asks you where you live and you say nowhere Chorus I don't know where I got it but, I got it the same It's a feelin' that'll rip you apart It follows me around like a part of my name Like I'm born with a time bomb instead of a heart Chorus |
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from Robert Earl Keen - Picnic (1997)
Fire one up and you toss one down
Everybody knows you been downtown Been downtown late last night Busted your head in a barroom fight Fightin' with your brother fightin' with your wife Seems you been fightin' every day of your life Can't stand still, still can't run You put it all together but it came undone Your soul is junk, your brain is dust All your memories are eaten up with rust Your nightmares real, dreams too stark You love the night but you hate the dark Your mother your daddy little sister too Told you a secret they were countin' on you You were dying to tell but your dad said son Button your lip but it come undone So they turned you out when you turned them in They told you don't come back again Now the years stack up like old beer cans Dead end jobs payment plans Broke down trucks welfare checks Child support and back-seat sex You'd kill yourself but you hocked your gun You built a noose but it come undone So you're livin' in a shack bu you wanna be rich And you would if it wasn't for the sonovabitch The sonovabitch the dirty old whore The butcher the baker the grocery store You hate them they hate you What in the world are you gonna do It ain't your fault but they need someone To blame it on when they come undone Now the storm's comin' in the sky's turned black It's too late now you can't turn back Lightnin' strikes on the telephone wire You're drunk as a skunk your shack's on fire The wife took the baby and the other two kids The dogs are a-howlin' and the chickens are dead It's your last night out and you're gonna have fun They'll read it in the papers when you come undone |
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from Robert Earl Keen - Picnic (1997)
I slipped through your fingers into the clouds
Ran down the concrete hallways Pushed through the crowds. I watched by the water Reached for the sun Why did I bother What's done is done Chorus And all that's left of me now Is waiting to drown Over the waterfall (falling down) Over the waterfall (falling down) Over the waterfall (falling down) I fall down Soldiers of fortune Stand by your door You can't remember What you hired them for You cleared your conscience And I left a stain The beauty of sadness is Feeling the pain Chorus And only the sad stone man can hear my cry And only the tall blue girl can see I lost my way I have no alibi So no one will know you knew me Randomly speaking Pieces of light The clowns from the circus Got drunk here last night They talked of reunion Then left on their own What they've never known Is what you've always known. Chorus |
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from Robert Earl Keen - Picnic (1997)
Flatter than a tabletop
Makes you wonder why they stopped here Wagon must have lost a wheel or they lacked ambition one On the great migration west Separated from the rest Though they might have tried their best They never caught the sun So they sunk some roots down in the dirt To keep from blowin' off the earth Built a town around here And when the dust had all but cleared They called it Levelland, the pride of man In Levelland Granddad grew the dry land wheat Stood on his own two feet His mind got incomplete and they put in the home Daddy's cotton grows so high Sucks the water table dry Rolling sprinklers circle round Bleedin' it to the bone And I won't be here when it comes a day It all dries up and blows away I'd hang around just to see But they never had much use for me in Levelland They don't understand me out in Levelland And I watch those jet trails carving up that big blue sky Coast to coasters watch 'em go And I never would blame 'em one damn bit If they never looked down on this Not much here they'd wanna know Just Levelland Far as you can point your hand Nothin' but Levelland Mama used to roll her hair Back before the central air We'd sit outside and watch the stars at night She'd tell me to make a wish I'd wish we both could fly Don't think she's seen the sky Since we got the satellite dish and I can hear the marching band Doin' the best they can They're playing "Smoke on the Water", "Joy to the World" I've paid off all my debts Got some change left over yet and I'm Gettin' on a whisper jet I'm gonna fly as far as I can get from Levelland, doin' the best I can Out in Levelland - imagine that |
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from Robert Earl Keen - Picnic (1997)
I wonder where my baby is tonight
I wonder where my baby is tonight That street lamp ain't sayin' The moon is out of sight I wonder where my baby is tonight I love her more than roses love the sun I love her more than roses love the sun I've told her and I've told her Baby you're the only one I love her more than roses love the sun She's been gone since early morning She left here early yesterday I lost my head and said some things I didn't mean to say She's been gone since early yesterday She doesn't know the danger she'll find She doesn't know know the danger she'll find With no one to protect her In a world that's so unkind She doesn't know the danger she'll find I've been every place from Cherry Street to Main Every place from Cherry Street to Main My mind is sick with worry From callin' out her name Every place from Cherry Street to Main I wonder where my baby is tonight I wonder where my baby is tonight That street lamp ain't sayin' The moon is out of sight I wonder where my baby is tonight |
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from Robert Earl Keen - Picnic (1997)
I'm long past hungry
I need a bed I got some real wild things Runnin' through my head Oh Rosie, don't forget me now I've been to Tulsa And New Mexico Still got Tucson and Colorado left to go Oh Rosie don't forget me now Chorus: Do you remember Our lucky star We gave all our wishes to Now I'm in Denver In this old bar Tryin' to do anything to hang on to you And not be blue It's all-night TV With nothin' on I should be goin' but I'm Too far gone Oh Rosie, don't forget me now There's rotten singers Lousy art Western swingers And my old broken heart Oh Rosie, don't forget me now Chorus It's a hard old highway A long slow burn I think about ya Rosie At every little turn So don't you worry Please don't cry When we're together That old time will fly on by Oh Rosie, don't forget me now Chorus It's a hard old highway A long slow burn I think about ya Rosie At every little turn Oh Rosie, don't forget me now |
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from Robert Earl Keen - Picnic (1997)
It's midnight on the interstate and I'm flying like a bird
I was talking to a friend of mine, he said "Have you heard the word?" "I've got some people comin' by to celebrate the show, Some of them are new in town and some of them you know" I've got a local station on, Tejano music playing I do my best to sing along but I don't know what they're saying No le puedo entender but you know that it's alright I'm headed down to San Antone, runnin' with the night I've never been no daytime guy Love the neon light I'm a saxophone, flash of chrome Runnin' with the night I lost my job a month ago so I took a small vacation I went out west to make the best of my lowdown situa-tion Moved in with my sister you know she works every day We don't see each other much but I guess it's just that way I've never been no daytime guy Love the neon light I'm a swingin' door, a meteor Runnin' with the night I've settled down a time or two and tried the other way But I don't know what to do with myself all day The sun goes down you give you love one last long goodnight kiss Then you stay awake thinkin' 'bout everything you miss I've never been no daytime guy Love the neon light I'm a secret plan, a highwayman Runnin' with the night I was born in the wintertime under-neath a purple sky I packed my things at seventeen and I kissed my folks goodbye Got no complaints, no regrets, I got no grand de-sign I'll ride the horse that brought me here 'Till I cross that finish line I've never been no daytime guy, love the neon light I'm an amber eye, a coyote's cry Runnin' with the night I'm a wall of fire, an angel choir Runnin' with the Night with the Nighta|a|. With the Nighta|a| with the Nighta|.. |
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from Robert Earl Keen - Picnic (1997)
We made Oklahoma a little after 3
Randy, his brother Bob and my old GMC We had some moonshine whisky And some of Bob's homegrown We were so messed up we didn't know If we were drunk or stoned Randy was a sad-sack, tall kinda frail Bob was a raving maniac, crazy in the head They been kicked out of high school several years ago For pushin over port-a-cans at the 4-H rodeo Since then they've done their little dance Right outside the law Popped twice in Oklahoma, once in Arkansas And I don't know what possessed me To want to tag along Cause I was raised a Christian And I knew right from wrong Right or wrong, black or white Cross the line, you're gonna pay In the dawn before the light Live and die by the shades of gray We stole two Charolais heifers from Randy's sweetheart's paw Sold them at the livestock sale Outside of Wichita We got $900 and never did suspect The world of hurt we'd be in once We cashed that check Next day we heard the story On the local radio Made our plans that very night To go to Mexico I swear we would have made it If it wasn't for that shine I got sick about the time we crossed That Kansas line Right or wrong, black or white Cross the line, you're gonna pay In the dawn before the light Live and die by the shades of gray I was layin in the bar ditch Prayin I would die When a light come on above us And a voice come from the sky A half a dozen unmarked cars Came screeching to a halt They grabbed bob, he started screamin It was all my fault There were men and dogs And helicopter buzzin all around They had the brothers on the Pickup hood and me down on the ground Bob flew all to pieces but randy he Held tight when a black man in a Suit and tie stepped out into the light He told his men to turn us loose They put down their guns He said these are just some Sorry kids, they ain't the ones Right or wrong, black or white Cross the line, you're gonna pay In the dawn before the light Live and die by the shades of gray They left us by the roadside Down hearted and alone Randy got behind the wheel Said boys I'm going home We turned around to face our fate Downhearted but alive on that Mornin in late April, Oklahoma, 1995 Right or wrong, black or white Cross the line, you're gonna pay In the dawn before the light Live and die by the shades of gray |
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from Robert Earl Keen - Picnic (1997)
Dave Alvin
She's waiting for me when I get home from work But things just ain't the same She turns out the light and cries in the dark Won't answer when I call her name Chorus On the stairs I smoke a cigarette alone The Mexican kids are shooting fireworks below Hey, baby, it's the Fourth of July Hey, baby, it's the Fourth of July She gives me her cheek when I want her lips And I don't have the strength to go On the lost side of town in a dark apartment We gave up trying so long ago Repeat Chorus Whatever happened, I apologize So dry your tears and baby, walk outside It's the Fourth of July Repeat Chorus |
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from Robert Earl Keen - Picnic (1997)
There were lean times, they were tough
There were mean times they were rough And the good times didn't outweigh the bad I was sad you were bitter But you were no quitter When nothin' was all that we had We were drinkin' a lot We were thinkin' of tyin' the knot Or maybe throw in the towel Make up have a kid Break up and we did But only just for awhile Then came lo mein and going insane At the Chinese cafe way downtown I was steamed I was fried but you stood by my side When I had my nervous breakdown There were noodles galore All over the floor And hot mustard sauce everywhere But I held your hand a?til you calmed down again And picked out the rice in your hair After that we agreed When in fact what we need Is to pack up and take the first plane Take a bus take a bike Take care take a hike Take out but leave the lo mein I remember it now when we order kung pao And bow our heads to say grace The day we left town and that nervous breakdown At the all-you-can-eat Chinese place At the Chinese cafe way downtown |
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from Robert Earl Keen - The Rose Hotel (2009)
He was walkin' through the alley way
Where the drifters sleep and the wild dogs play The moon was black, the sky was grey He thought he was alone She was waiting at the rose hotel across the street from the wishing well Turned the latch and broke a nail Checked her mobile phone Chorus Sometimes you run, sometimes you stall Sometimes you don't get up at all Sometimes you run, sometimes you fall He bought a ticket on the uptown train Got off at 8th and Birmingham Wondered if she gave a damn about him anymore She hadn't seen him in a year or so Why he called she did not know She had the oldies on the radio and someone at the door Chorus He threw a nickle in the wishin' well crossed the street to The Rose Hotel Got no answer when he rang the bell So he gave a little shout Tiny watchman with a baseball bat A cheap cigar and a persian cat Told him it was too bad that she had just checked out Chorus |
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from Robert Earl Keen - The Rose Hotel (2009)
Days full of rain
sky's comin' down again I get so tired of these same old blues same old song Baby, it won't be long 'fore I be tyin' on my flyin' shoes flyin' shoes till I be tyin' on my flyin' shoes Spring only sighed summer had to be satisfied fall is a feelin' that I just can't lose. I'd like to stay maybe watch a winter day turn the green water to white and blue flyin' shoes flyin' shoes till I be tyin' on my flyin' shoes The mountain moon forever sets too soon bein' alone is all the hills can do alone and then her silver sails again and they will follow in their flyin' shoes flyin' shoes they will follow in their flyin' shoes Days full of rain skys comin' down again I get so tired of the same old blues same old song Baby, it won't be long till I be tyin' on my flyin' shoes flyin' shoes till I be tyin' on my flyin' shoes |
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from Robert Earl Keen - The Rose Hotel (2009)
VERSE1
She wasn't bad. She wasn't good. She was just what she was. She had a thing makes a man, do the things he does. She had a way. A special way, to speak without a word. I swear to you, this very day, that this is how it all occurred. CHORUS We was: Throwin rocks in the river, counting ties on the track Thinking life could not be better and living in a shack. Feeling love for one another, deep down in our bones. Standing by the water, throwing rocks n skipping stones. VERSE 2 I was raised, in New Orleans. She was born in Jacksonville. And for a time, to me it seemed , she made the world stand still. CHORUS Throwin rocks in the river, counting ties on the track Thinking life could not be better and living in a shack. Feeling love for one another, deep down in our bones. Standing by the water, throwing rocks n skipping stones. VERSE 3 I came home late and I caught her, with a man from out of town. Now I wait beside the water for the flood to take me down. CHORUS Throwin rocks in the river, counting ties on the track Pouring gas on her letters and setting fire to the shack. Screaming bloody murder, leaving nothing but the bones. Standing by the water, throwing rocks n skipping stones. I am Standing by the water, yeah, throwing rocks n skipping stones. |
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from Robert Earl Keen - The Rose Hotel (2009)
10000 chinese walk into a bar
Order upa beer The barman says, its funny you know We don?t get many Chinese in here I don?t know if i got it right maybe no one knows Its just a joke i heard one night And that?s the way it goes I ll have one Grab a chair and stay all night Make yourself at home I may be wrong but that?s alright I am not alone A little man in this little town He wears a lot of hats He always out tom cattin around Hes? got a thing for cats I aint seen him with a cat So aint really sure But listen close cause when he talks Sometimes you hear him purr There aint a cure Grab a chair and stay all night Make yourself at home I may be wrong but that?s alright I am not alone Another man he loved duct tape He made a duct tape suit And he had duct tape from the top of his hat To the heel of his cowboy boot And when he died they buried him Down in that cold cold ground And they stuff him in that pine box boy And then they taped him down I was out of town Grab a chair and stay all night Make yourself at home I may be wrong but that?s alright I am not alone And then there was this Irishman Who, uh, stayed drunk all time Im sorry friend i screwed that up I told you the punch line Anyway i got to split There just about to close But ill be back tomorrow night Cause that the way it goes Yeah that?s the way it goes |
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from Robert Earl Keen - The Rose Hotel (2009)
I am the king of burning daylight, and holdin' my own
I've been doin', alright, leaving well enough alone My Daddy told me, I was lazy, my momma said, I love you too I kind of Like just, doin' Nothing, It's something that I do I kind of like just, doin' Nothing, It's something that I do I read the sports page, make some coffee, turn the TV on I feed the gold Fish, fix a sandwich, ignore the telephone My baby tells me, you're so lazy, my baby say, we love you too I kind of Like just, doin' Nothing, it's something that I do *background* (He kind of Likes just doin' Nothing), It's something that I do I got a cabin, and a campfire, stars up in the sky "sky" echoes I've got a ummm, good hearted woman, I think I'm getting by I tell my baby, I am the ?barritz?, my baby says you love me too I kind of Like just doin' Nothing, It's something that I do *background* (He kind of Likes just doin' Nothing), It's something that I do Alright ........ I love a clear day, a open highway, a lonesome fiddle tune I love a party, with friends and family, napping in the afternoon I might be lazy, I ain't crazy, I love my baby, she loves me too I kind of Like, just doin' Nothing, It's something that I do I kind of Like, *background* (He kind of Likes just doin' Nothing), just doin' Nothing, It's Something that I do I kind of Like *background* (He kind of Likes just doin' Nothing), just doin' Nothing, It's Something that I do *background* (He kind of Likes just doin' Nothing), It's something that I do *background* (He kind of Likes just doin' Nothing), It's something that I do I kind of Like, just doin' Nothing, It's something that I do *background* (He kind of Likes just doin' Nothing), It's something that I do |
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from Robert Earl Keen - The Rose Hotel (2009)
We left New York City, with nuthin' but a song,
she'll be coming' 'round the mountain when she comes. We wound up in Woodstock, at an old time jamboree, came to see the man behind the drums. (Chorus) Levon digs the doghouse, playing in The Band, when he locks in to that backbeat it ain't hard to understand. Get your body movin', celebrate your soul, Levon digs the doghouse, that's sho-nuff rock and roll. Son of a plain dirt farmer, from southeast Arkansas, he was born in a bare ramblin' shoe. Up and down the highway, and all around the world, laying down the rhythm and the blues. (Chorus) We were hangin' from the rafters, singing every song, that big barn band was hot as it could be. Up there in the spotlight, the man behind the drums, was takin' all the load off for you and me. (Chorus) Yea, Levon digs the doghouse, that's sho-nuff rock and roll. |
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from Robert Earl Keen - The Rose Hotel (2009)
Where the open range
Meets the endless sky On a broad highway The Big trucks fly Purple neon sign Is flashing off and on Theres a vacancy Your almost home Chorus: The Village Inn Motel So affordable For a King or a Queen Clean and Comfortable If you aint been, you should go Village Inn Motel, in Challis, Idaho Midnight thunderstorm Is blowin into town Wind is kicking up Rain is falling down The years have come and gone Like lightin in the sky Here inside your room The world is safe and dry Chorus: The Village Inn Motel So afforadable For a King or a Queen Clean and Comfortable Free WiFi H-B-O Village Inn Motel, in Challis, Idaho |
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from Robert Earl Keen - The Rose Hotel (2009)
My wife took all the money, left me for a cop.
And I don't know nobody in this coffee shop. I'm starin' at the menu board, waitin' in a line, With ten bucks on my Starbucks card and one thing on my mind CHORUS: Is there wireless in heaven? I just wanna know. Do I need a password to log in when I go? And does Jesus have a website to send in my e-mail? Is there wireless in heaven, or do I go to hell? I order mocha latte ginger jasmine tea. The pretty little cashier girl looks up and smiles at me; She says "it is an honor", she knows who I am, Her grandpa plays the guitar and he's my biggest fan. CHORUS: Is there wireless in heaven? I just wanna know. Do I need a password to log in when I go? And does Jesus have a website to send in my e-mail? Is there wireless in heaven, or do I go to hell? I'm cosmically connected, spiritually aware. They say I'm apathetic, but I don't really care. Pathetically reflective, feeling over-matched, I wanna meet my maker with no wires attached. CHORUS: Is there wireless in heaven? I just wanna know. Do I need a password to log in when I go? Tell me will Jesus answer my e-mail? Is there wireless in heaven, or do I go to hell? Is there wireless in heaven, or do I go to hell? |
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